Blaze had melted into the crowd as fast as he could. When he looked back he saw Lark almost yelling at a kid in front of him. He looked fimiliar, but he couldn’t place a name. He looked forward and made his way to lunch, keeping his head down. Lunch was a little different to breakfast, while breakfast had everyone in one room, lunch allowed children to take their food and sit somewhere different. He made his way through the canteen, picking up his food on the way and out into another hallway. He made it to the entrance and walked out. He sat down on one of the benches and began to eat. Caren walked out smiling. “You remember everywhere I say we should meet, don’t you?” He said. Blaze just nodded. They ate and talked. The conversation moved to family. Caren’s smile disappeared and Blaze became worried, it wasn’t in Caren’s personality to be sad. “What are you sad about, you had parents right?” He asked. Caren made a sad attempt at lifting his face into a smile. “Yeah. But what do you think happens when they say you are special. You don’t just go on a camping trip. You leave. I don’t know if I will get to go back.” He sighed. Blaze didn’t know how Caren felt, so he sat there awkwardly. He felt a tap on his shoulder. He turned around to be greeted by a fist in his jaw. Blaze was stunned, and instantly Caren appeared beside him. Blaze rubbed his chin, his expression cold, and looked up. He was greeted by a nightmare, Marthen and Lark standing side by side smiling. “Hey! Back off,” demanded Caren. Lark and Marthen laughed in the face of the tall kid. “What are you going to do? We just want Blaze, stand aside.” Marthen spat. “What did he do to you?” Replied Caren. Lark gladly stepped in, “He is a lying theif, he is the ‘Perfect Boy’ and should be put in his place. Caren calmed himself, “If you have an issue with another student, you should take it up with on of the headmasters. Otherwise it is not my issue.” Lark threw the next punch. But Caren held out his hand, palm first and a flag of bright white spilt the air. It connected with Lark’s fist and he helped back and fell. Blaze had just about recovered now. He put a hand on Caren’s shoulder. “Hey, that’s enough.” Caren nodded. But Marthen’s expression darkened. He balled up his hands and charged. Caren grabbed the flying fist and threw his one into Marthen’s face. Just then Garkot turned the corner in his headmasters robe.

Blaze paced nervously outside the headmasters room. He could hear Lark, Marthen and Caren talking to the headmasters inside. It had been Garkot who had found the scene, and he was usually quiet, but his expression when he saw the students was furious. Blaze had not been punished as he had not thrown a punch, but he had been called in to state his view. The he had been sent out. It was meant to be the weekend, allowing for two relaxing days, but their fun had been ruined by this. He could hear Morwa, the one famous for his temper, yelling. It didn’t help that Morwa was trying to help Marthen as he was the leader of the Sharks, and it just so happened to be that Marthen was a Shark as well. He heard Vareth’s loud voice call over Morwa’s and he fell silent. “Dismissed.” Was all he heard before Caren exited through the door. “Sorry,” Said Blaze. Caren smiled slightly, “I just got a warning. I am okay. It’s only when you get three warnings that you get a punishment.” He said. “They must hate you a lot to start throwing punches so quickly,” “Yeah, I don’t know about Lark, but Marthen and I have a long history.” Replied Blaze. Lark and Marthen glared as they walked past. “They got more though. Because they started the fight they have to help serve the canteen for the next week.” Caren laughed. His laughing only made tham scowl harder. “Come on,” Caren said, slapping Blaze on the back, “Let’s go forget this happened.”