• I walked into class, with everyone staring at me. I felt alone. No one there to be my friend. I lost all my other friends now, since he took me to a different country for this Academy. All I could think about was him. It was forbidden, but it as all I could do.
    "Class, as you can see, we have a new student. Make her feel welcome." the teacher turned to me and asked, "Would you like to introduce yourself?" I looked around, not knowing what to do, and sighed. "Sure!" I agreed, hopeful. "I am Anya Sanctra, and I'm 16 years old." I paused, not knowing what else to say, then I asked, "May I sit down now, please?" he nodded. I heard people whispering things like, "For someone who came in with our enemy, she sure is polite." another person added on, "Maybe it's one of his tricks he taught her." they started to laugh. Just before I lost hope, I saw someone notion me over to him.
    "Come sit next to me!" he said, so I did. "Hey, my names Nikato Fujisaki." he smiled. I smiled back, but then looked at the teacher, to what he was teaching. He seemed to be teaching an Latin encryption. I was, for some reason. Able to understand it.
    "Vos must exsisto redemptor huic vita per nostrum Deus , pro vestri vicis adveho ut an terminus. Please translate." they sighed. I smiled, and translated it.
    Everyone finished? while everyone sighed, and said no. Nikato and I said, "Yes!" and we looked at each other, and smiled. "Bring it over here."
    He looked over the papers. Nikato's first- he smiled and said, "Good work." He started to get mine, and when he saw it, he looked at me, confused. "Do you know what language this is?" I shook my head no. "Then how did you translate it to Arabic?" he showed the class.
    فتا په‌ر نۆستروم ده‌وس ، پرۆ فه‌ستری فجس ئا دفه‌هۆ وت ئا ن ته‌رمنوس.
    "I-I. It just came to my mind." I said. He sighed. "This is to advanced for a beginner like you. It's impossible!" "Nothing is impossible, if you believe!" I said, smiling. He came to me, and slapped me across the face. "Don't speak like that, girl. You try my patience." I looked at him, scared because of what he said. I walked out of the classroom, thinking it be the best for this situation.
    "This is just too much." I said to myself. I ran to the bathroom, pulled up my long sleeves; revealing the scars I had given myself, grabbed my dagger, and let my stress and pain be relieved. Just as I did that, I heard someone come in.
    "Anya. Anya, it's Nikato." I got my hospital wrap out, and wrapped up my scar, and pulled down my sleeve. I walked out. "What are you doing out of class?" it was a girl and boy bathroom, so I had no questions about that.
    "You need to come back." I looked away and said, "You don't understand what I have been through." "Maybe if you told me, I could at least know and help you with it." I nodded and began my story.