Library Period {Open/Sven&Matthew}

[Faye]

Sven smiled and bowed his head a little bit as Nicolette greeted him into the room. He walked over to an empty table and placed his coffee down, motioning for Matthew to come in further into the room. "It's nice to see you again, too Miss Nicolette," He smiled a bit, but not very much. He turned to Matthew and continued, "This is Matthew, my room mate, he was wondering, since he has a free slot in his schedule, if it would be okay if he could take Journalism to fill it," He explained, picking up his coffee, as if he couldn't handle not drinking it any longer.

[Nicolette]

Nicolette looked at Matt again and the ex-idol swallowed hard as he tried to keep the eye contact. A small smile slipped on the lips of the woman and she nodded, moving over to a computer set up near the back of the room. She motioned for the younger student to follow, which he did.

"Your full name?"

"Matthew S. Fletcher." He then spelled out the last name.

Nicolette typed the name in the computer and found his records. Her eyes scanned over the information and she found the school schedule a quarter of the way down. She clicked into it and she looked it over.

"Ah, you do have an open spot. You want to fill it with Journalism?"

"Yes, if that's not too much trouble..."

"Not at all." She smiled and entered in the proper information before clicking print. The printer spat out a piece of paper that read the new schedule. "Your English teacher will be told that you will be moved to an earlier class, where your free period usually takes place and you now have Journalism, which is where your original English class had been held."

"Thank you so much, Miss De la Fontaine." Matt said with a bow of his head.

"Please, address me as Nicolette." She smiled and reached her hand out. Matt smiled in return and took her hand, shaking it lightly.

"Alright, Miss Nicolette."

[Faye]

Sven had taken a seat on a nearby chair, the purple coloured material covered the comfortable cushion that sank a little as Sven's weight was placed upon it. With his eyes closed he took a long sip of his coffee, feeling a rush of relief and he felt content again, the coffee calmed his nerves.

He listened to their conversation, he loved how Nicolette was so kind and warming towards the students at the school. She deserved to be the President and to have others' respect like that. He felt kind of honoured to be working along side of her in all of this mess with the Student Freedom Force.

"See I told you it wouldn't be much trouble~" He said brightly as they finished up.

[Nicolette]

Matt blushed at Sven's comment and Nicolette let out a small laugh at the younger's reaction. The girl then moved to her desk and reached her hand in her book bag, drawing out a small cell phone with a cell phone charm that had a cute little French phrase. She flipped the phone open and found a voicemail from the repair people there.

"Ah, please excuse me. The man in charge of repairs for the theatre called a few minutes ago, so I'm assuming he's finished." She quickly left the room, walking quickly down the halls to the theatre.

Matt and Sven were left alone once more.

[Faye]

Silently, Sven sipped along at his coffee while Nicolette took a phone call from the repair crew down at the theatre, Sven's eyes were closed and he looked completely content and quite vulnerable at that moment, anything could of caught him off guard.

He raised his hand briefly and waved to Nicolette as she left the room to meet up with the crew, leaving Sven and Matthew by themselves once again. "Well... That was fast," He started, placing his cup down on the table, his hand still securely around it, the heat radiating into his palm and fingers. "We can stay here and chat or would you like to go to class?"

[Nicolette]

Matt looked back at the older male and he found himself staring at him, his eyes falling over every detail of the man's serene expression. He seemed completely at ease... It was a look that Matt found he quite enjoyed.

He quickly looked away with a pink blush when Sven addressed him. He didn't want the male to know he'd been openly staring like an idiot. He swallowed and moved over to sit in one of the vacant chairs across from the other male, dropping his backpack on the floor next to him.

"Class is overrated."

[Faye]

Sven chuckled quietly at Matthew's comment about how overrated classes could be, it was, but English obviously wasn't if he was willing to take practically every single English class that was available to him this year. "Why's that? What have you got currently?" He asked, sipping at his coffee once more. When he placed it back down, he reached into his pocket and pulled out a small, white, folded up piece of paper that had his schedule on it.

He knew it off by heart. He just wanted to be sure, that's all. "Ah, I have physics... Yick," He had to take a science according to the rules, but they could of opened up Chemistry to Twelfth graders, too, Chemistry was a lot more enjoyable than learning about velocity and stupid formulae.

[Nicolette]

Matt cringed a little at the question. If he told Sven he had math this period, would the older male make him go to class? He swallowed and he looked down at his new schedule that sat in front of him. With a sigh, he flipped the paper over and rest his forehead on the table.

"I have Trig.. The most horrible class in the whole universe..."

[Faye]

"Ew, no wonder you don't wanna go. English is far better,"

As opposed to math being important, he wasn't going to make the poor kid go since he hated Mathematics, too. It was an awful subject, and as important as it was, it wasn't hard to catch up. Trignometry however, wasn't as bad as Algebra. He shivered at the thought of unknown terms... Ick. "You can stay here if you want, but if I get called out somewhere, you can come too," He stated, he wasn't going to let Matthew sit around alone.

[Nicolette]

Matt smiled a little and looked up before nodding a little, fully sitting up as he leaned back in his seat. Silence filled the room again as the ex-idol couldn't think really of anything to say. At the moment, an old song was playing through his mind. He could faintly hear it in the back of his mind, Anima's and Zane's voices echoing softly.

He shut his eyes as a specific part came to his mind. Without thinking, he began to softly sing the verse just after the second chorus.

"Ich kämpf mich durch die mächte, hinter dieser tür. Werde sie besiegen und dann führn sie mich zu dir. Dann wird alles gut. Dann wird alles gut. Wird alles gut. Alles gut..."

Of course, he sang lower than Anima would have. He wasn't stupid enough to ruin everything... Hell, he wasn't even sure if he could ever sing like Anima again. The thought of that made his heart ache. How would he ever be able to sing with Nick again...?

[Faye]

While sitting silence, Sven kept picking up and sitting his coffee cup, until there was none left in it. With a disappointed sigh he left it sitting and folded one leg over the over while he sank further into his chair, lounging on it, in a way.

A soft melody came from Matthew a few moments later, however and it caught Sven's undivided attention, he sat there, watching and listening to him, he was a really great singer. That smile returned to his lips, "Wow... that was amazing.. you're about as good as Anima and that," He complimented, figuring he would come back with some kind of modesty act.

[Nicolette]

Matt's eyes snapped open when he heard the compliment, fully realizing he had been singing outloud. He flushed pink and turned his head away, looking at some random tile of the floor as he tried to formulate something to say.

"Yeah, right... Like hell I could sound as good as Anima or Zane." He felt another tightening in his chest. He felt like he was going to scream, or cry... Or both. But he held the pain inside, trying to ignore it the best he could. He missed Radiance... He missed being home.

He missed Nickolaus.

[Faye]

Ah he knew it. Matthew was too predictable at that. The smile spread across his normally flat lips, brightened a little bit. "Maybe, but you're pretty good," He wasn't going to deny that, Matthew seemed to have a lovely singing voice, he seemed the type to like music and singing, too. Now, Sven was leaning over the table, his elbows rested on the furnished wood and his hand cupped his chin so he could look at Matthew as they chatted.

"While we're here... and since I'm the Vice President... Do you have any views on the school so far?" He asked, he normally asked this question once he got talking with people.

[Nicolette]

Matt looked at the Vice President out of the corner of his eye, but didn't turn to look at him. He folded his arms across his chest, his hands cupping his elbows. He wasn't entirely sure what he thought of the school.

"Well, it's only my first year..." He slowly admitted; he wasn't sure if Sven was aware of this information. "But from what I have seen in the past month, it seems alright. The system is new since I've been used to being told what to do by adults rather than students my own age, but I suppose it's something that works seeing as the school's been around for so long and still exists now."

The eleventh year shrugged his shoulders lightly before relaxing back into his chair.

[Faye]

Ah yes, Matthew was fairly new so it probably wasn't a very good question to ask him at the moment, but at least he found the system decent so far. This pleased Sven. He closed his eyes for a brief moment as he smiled, he hadn't smiled this much for a long time... actually, he couldn't even remember the last time he smiled this many times in one day, willingly, without having to plaster it on for meetings and events the Council held.

"Well that's good, then," He leaned back against the spine of the chair and sighed a bit, feeling a little restless from not having anything to do.