[center][i][color=7bcdc8]"But mom, I don't want to go to that place!"[/color]

[color=fff200]"It's for your own good Johnny. And, your father wishes it."[/color] Belle bent down to pat the young boy's head and he looked up, wielding his best 'pleading eyes' in hope to convince his mother to cancel the enrollment form. [color=fff200]"Don't be like that. You'll be fine and you can just send an e-mail whenever you want."[/color]

[color=7bcdc8]"I know..."[/color] Johnson grumbled, his expression turning grim. He then shook his head and then sighed, [color=7bcdc8]"I'll just do my best for you mom!"[/color]

[color=fff200]"That's a good boy, Johnny."[/color][/i][/center]
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Johnson boarded the carriage after a short farewell speech to his parents, which was mostly directed at Belle. He really didn't want to go to this Academy. The last thing he wanted was to become like his father. He was a hardworking dude and all but he was just so... hot-tempered. Grandpa Maurice and the other servants told him about how his father was way back when he first met Belle... and it wasn't exactly the most ideal type of person. He wasn't exactly striving to be his mother either... he just really wants to be himself. The guy who loves talking to others, playing with others and sparring with others. Is that really too much to ask? Guess being "royalty" isn't as good as they say it is.

He leaned back on the seat, adopting a more casual and relaxed posture as opposed to some of the people who were inside the carriage. He took out a small cake and began eating it. It was a goodbye gift from the chefs. One last taste of home, they said. As he ate the absolutely delicious strawberry cake, he looked around to his classmates. They seemed interesting enough - at least he'll look forward living with them. Half of the reason why he goes to school is to see his friends and do whatever stupid things came to mind. He couldn't exactly invite them back to his home or else his dad would completely flip it. He didn't like his friends coming over. Johnson never found out why.

His eyes caught three interesting students. One was on a wheelchair, the only person with disability in the whole carriage. Johnson couldn't wait to talk to her. It was his first time seeing a person on a wheelchair that was about his age! She looked distant though. Well, he'll just have to see what he can do. The other one was a girl with headphones on. That one had scars and a bandage! Probably one of those delinquent types. Ooh, he can't wait to ask her about what kind of fighting techniques she's got under her sleeves! There was combat class and all but that isn't all he was looking for. The last one was a male who had these two animal ears. It was an odd sight but it definitely interested him. 

His mind began whirring on who they were from. Which fairy tale character was their parent? He heard that there were going to be villains too! Villains! Hey, he might get lucky and meet the descendant of Mister Gaston! His mom and dad usually told him what a horrible and narcissistic man Mister Gaston was but still! He finished his cake before he knew it and he let out a sigh, placing the container inside his bag and then just leaning back on the royal cushions. He wasn't excited about some of the classes, but at least there were other good things about this place. 

Maybe... this wasn't such a bad idea after all?