"I'm glad that you enjoyed coming by my house to visit my family," says Leonard, smiling at me while we walk around the hallways and head toward our classes. "I'm glad that I got invited and was able to enjoy the time," I answer with my own bright face, "your family is pretty fun, to say that least." "Really? I thought they were pretty introverted, and weren't exciting," says Leonard with a raised eyebrow and sideways glance. "True. But, I'd say being an ambivert it doesn't matter what they were. They were still nice all the same." "Mom can't wait until you come by again," says Leonard as we enter the first class, which is majestic sheory since the student schedules seemed to have changed around a little, "Dad and Cameron can't either." "It's a shame I didn't get to meet Sandro, but next time, I suppose." "Yeah. He couldn't make it back, but that's Sandro for you," says Leonard with a laugh. On the board is a message written, saying we can all move around and sit

"So, we just get called from our classes and then we head off, and I guess come back?" I ask, and Hala nods. "That seems to be the drill," says Hala, "I think they call a group of kids. and then they head off to see the observers." "It's making me a little nervous," I admit. "Nothing to sweat about," says Syl, "I'm sure they won't bite." "I'm just glad that they don't grade us. I would get the biggest F in the world." "Don't say that out loud," says Hala while cackling. "I'm sure it'll be fine," says Leonard. Sitting in home room, everyone around me talks and we converse while waiting to get called to the observers. Apparently, the observers are in the Great Hall and in the gym, and they call kids from the 6 classes. By now, I've figured out that the freshman kids are in rooms with 62, and then are designated by the first six letters of the alphabet. "It's in alphabetical order, I'm guessing?" I ask, and smile, saying, "I mean, if it was by grade score, it'd be prett

In history class now, I'm again trying to keep up with the course. Not that the course is moving at a breakneck speed, but it's more of large boulders of information that come in uneven rhythms that shoulder me with knowledge I need to process. Glancing over at Keito, I wonder if he's keeping up. Observing his even letters and writing that is notated carefully but not speedily, I'm certain he's not sweating to comprehend any of the content being shared. His usual masked face doesn't reveal his emotions, but his calm mellow personality is constant, so I don't have to try and pry. We had a seating change, since Mr. Kean, like many of the other teachers here at CCMS, thought it'd be a good idea to shift around so that everyone can feel something like a reset to renew their focus during class. I thought it was smart, and like Mrs. Loop's class, everyone just sat down where they wanted to with whoever. Being somewhat lonely in Mr. Kean's history class, save for Keito, I just asked

Being the middle of the second quarter for the basketball game, I'm holding my breath as the clock ticks closer to the end of the quarter and it seems for now that CCMS is ahead of ASI by 8 points. I'm not so sure if that's a large lead, but for now it seems to be good progress and I'm banking on it being there for a while. Syl and Lu have been exceptional, and even if they're a little cocky they are getting quite a number of points. Their tactic seems to revolve around how fast they are, and how they can zoom around with or after the ball. It makes it difficult for anybody to pass the ball quickly without being blocked and the ball passing over to the hands of one of the twins. And when either of them do have the ball, they can fly down the court and work together to then score. Keito too is good, and he does it all alone. Being a little taller and bulkier than either Syl and Lu gives him the appearance of being slow and hefty, but Keito seems to use that to his advantage. Usin

It turns out that Open Day has a lot of interest from CCMS because the schedules for classes is cut in half for the week before it. Usually the morning only has classes while the afternoon is vacated for preparations. Sometimes the afternoons have the classes while the mornings are dedicated to the upcoming Open Day, though the schedule switch doesn't at all present any trouble for most of us. There was the morning sessions of class today, and the two that were held, in my experience, was history and math. Keito and I talked, and I thought to ask him what his class was doing, but I only asked if it would be proper to ask him if it's alright to. He answered in his usual terse but friendly manner that he wanted it to be a surprise for me. I grinned and said that'd be a good idea. For now, the preparations of class 62-A are going along pretty nicely. We did manage to get a formal permission from the Student Council body that does allow us to serve food and specifically the pizzas.