Alan’s eyes widened. This girl, young and new to the school, already knew exactly what she was doing. And the truth was, she had a point. Alan had carved out his own niche, and had managed to make it through the school relatively unscathed, but he could see where she was coming from. But it was clear that the two youth talking to each other viewed the world quite differently. She was planning on being a villain, going on to something greater. Alan merely wanted to make it through this school alive. He stood there, speechless, for a moment. “Fair on the Machiavelli point, but don’t you think- I mean, shouldn’t we be trying to reverse this image? If we had the people cheering for us, maybe we’d actually stand a chance.” It was a weak argument, he knew it. As he opened his mouth to say more, the intercom crackled, and a voice rang through the halls.

Alan shuddered, looking about at the other students. Most were excited. A few, like him, were glancing about anxiously, trying to figure out what was to come. “Well, guess we gotta prove ourselves now.” Alan said, relatively calm despite his worry. Slowly, he began to walk in the same direction as the rest of the students, turning to see if Iris was following. He wouldn’t have been surprised to see her running ahead of everyone. 

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