"So Samuel, are you excited to go back to Japan?" A man in his forties asked from a screen in the wall of a plane asked. The man's name was Alexander Ddeallus, a wealthy businessman and inventor back in America. His skill with machinery was known thanks to his contributions to weapon development and medical treatment, and ironic combination of talents.

In front of the screen, sat his son Samuel. Samuel was roughly seventeen now, and he certainly looked the part of European descent. Unlike his father, who has black hair and brown eyes, Samuel had short, dark red hair and blue eyes. He inherited most of his mother's appearance, the only part from his father was that of his ethnicity with his family's tie to Spain. He stood at 5'10 and had a lean build, something that came along with working in the lab with his father. Nothing impressive, but enough to be in shape. He was wearing a pair of black sweatpants, a black jacket, a dark grey shirt and a glove on his left hand.

Sam spun a pen between his fingers as he looked out the window, staring at the clouds with a relaxed gaze. "I'll admit, it's good to think about seeing the idiot again after six years."

Alex chuckled at his son's comment, a smile growing on his face. "And perhaps find someone else that can handle you new. Perhaps someone other than Issei's two more… unique friends?"

Sam rolled his eyes in response. "What, I told you about Aika. Doesn't she count?"

"Didn't you say she makes you feel uncomfortable?"

"Fair enough." Sam nodded, remembering the girl's tendencies to try and make a guy feel as awkward as possible. "But I wouldn't hold my breath on that girl thing any time soon. I don't expect it to be easy if Issei's gotten worse over the years."

"Oh come now, I'm sure Issei's still the same as he was when you two last saw each other." Alex tried to assure Sam, only to get a cringe from his son.

"That's what I'm afraid of."

"Well I for one believe in your friend's ability to grow as an individual. Perhaps that distrust is what sets so many people off of you."

"It isn't distrust, just an educated guess from the years of knowing him." Sam smirked. "If anyone can guess something on him, it's me. He's a rather open book, easy to read if you look at him." Sam then sighed as he saw a break in the clouds, seeing Japan's land in the distance. "But I'll agree that he should be a better guy now."

Alex was about to speak, but was interrupted by a voice out of view. He spoke with the person for a minute before sighing and turning back to Sam. "Sorry Samuel, I have a meeting I have to get to. About the supplies we have and what we're shipping out."

"I understand. Business comes first, especially with Ddeallus Corp." Sam responded, sounding disappointed with the news. It didn't surprise him though. The company his father runs has contractors of both fields they served in, dozens or even hundreds. He hardly had enough time to sleep without business coming up again, much less for family. Hell, his contractors probably know his father more than he does.

"I'm sorry Samuel, I wish I could talk longer but this is important." Alex was about to disconnect when he remembered something, knowing he had to say it. "Oh, and Sam? I made sure the supplies you requested were sent to your old workshop in Kuoh. It should be there within the week. So you can work on your "Secret Project" once you're set up."

That got a small smile from Sam, who finally turned to look at his father. "Thanks dad. I love you."

"I love you too." Alex responded, the connection cutting as he disconnected their call.

Sam then rested back in his chair, taking a deep breath as he closed his eyes. "Six whole years. I wonder how much Kuoh could've changed in that amount of time." The flight lasted for another hour, most of which Sam slept through. It was morning in Japan so all the extra sleep he got would make the first day easier.

Once he landed and unloaded, he made his way through the airport until he saw his ride. Tora Nakasashi, the head of Ddeallus' Japan wing. He's in his late fifties, just about to reach sixty, evident with his white hair. He was dressed as sharply as usual, wearing a grey suit with a white shirt and black tie. He was honestly had the most generic businessman look you could have.

"Mr. Nakasashi, it's good to see you again." Sam spoke as he approached the man, getting a bright smile from him.

"Samuel! It's been too long." Tora gave the boy a light hug, keeping it for a second before releasing him. "You've gotten a lot bigger since the last time I saw you. You only came up to my hip back then, I could've sworn you'd never make it past 5'4. But look at you now!"

"Hehehe… yeah." Sam chuckled embarrassingly, rubbing the back of his head with his free hand. He was often sent to Japan for his school sessions, mostly because his father would be out of country and needed someone to watch him while he was gone. One of those people was Nakasashi, who's known Alex for almost twenty years now. The other, surprisingly, was Mr. Hyoudou, who Alex met on his first business meeting to Japan. He never explained what happened to Sam, but he does know that it made Alex trust him ever since.

"Well, we shouldn't keep the Hyoudous waiting." Tora said as he took Sam's bag for him. "I'm sure they'll be excited to see you again after all this time." That gave Sam a smile, excited with seeing them. And when they entered the limo, he had a small grin on his face. For the whole ride, he recognized every single foot they drove. Even when they left the city for the three-hour drive to Kuoh, he could recall each landmark.

While Taro sat at the front with the driver, Sam sat at the very back of the limo, keeping his eyes on the open land. After an hour of the travel, Sam pulled a pair of shaded glasses and a small earpiece from his jacket's inner pocket. Once he put them on, he made sure that the two men in front were focused on each other enough before he continued. "A.V.A.N., you there?"

"Of course Mr. Ddeallus." A female voice spoke through his earpiece, and at the same time a stream of data began to input itself onto the inner lens of the glasses. At the top left of his left lens, the acronym A.V.A.N. appeared. "You're speaking English right now sir, I thought we're in Japan currently?"

"Tora can't hear English as well as Japanese, and he's just at the front of the limo." Sam responded, his eyes skimming across the data and moving it as he spoke. "And I need you to do me a favor. Are you able to connect to my workshop's mainframe and start loading your program in? I want to know how if the machines placed last year are operational or not."

"One moment sir." A.V.A.N. responded, her program instantly operating and following through his orders. "Operation complete. I can confirm that the machinery you bought is still installed and is at full operation. There is even a fraction of the supplies you are to receive there, including wiring, frame works and propulsion. Is there anything else sir?"

"No A.V.A.N. I just wanted to check up on things. We'll start building the prototype in a day or two, once I'm used to the time lag from traveling."

"Logging you out then sir." A.V.A.N. reported before the glasses shut off. Sam then put the glasses and earpiece away, feeling pride at how well A.V.A.N. has been working so far. A.V.A.N., or Advanced Virtual Assistance Network, is an AI that the boy had created last year, and is the most advanced one he's made to date. Much like his father, Sam has a knack for building and inventing new sorts of gadgets. But unlike his father, Sam also has unimaginable potential in both Artificial and Virtual Intelligence. Currently he's working on true Artificial Intelligence theory, and A.V.A.N. is the closest thing he's ever gotten to and has worked perfectly to current design.

But he had to keep her on the down low. She's not perfect, but has some of the highest intelligence rate for any VI. In fact, she's technically illegal in over a dozen countries, including Japan. So he has to be extra careful when he interacts with her.

And with everything set up and ready, all he had to do was wait the last two hours for the long awaited reunion with the Hyoudou family.

Once they entered Kuoh, Sam couldn't help but grin at the familiarity of the town. Even with the clear expansion done, there was enough of the old setup that he could figure his way around. It also meant that the workshop should still have plenty of space both above and below ground, giving the note that the expansion likely was as big as he hoped.

He was also more than glad to see that the Hyoudous still lived in the same house as before. The place did make plenty of memories.

"Are you sure there's nothing else you need Samuel?" Tora asked as he opened his window, watching the boy walk out with his bag.

"I'm fine Mr. Nakasashi." Sam promised, smirking a bit as he turned to look at the man. "Besides, this'll be a good experience for me. I haven't gotten that "normal life" treatment for quite awhile. I'd like to go through it again."

"Well if you ever need anything, I'm just a phone call away." And with their final goodbye, the limo drove away.

Now with nothing to stall him, Sam turned and walked to the front door, hesitating a bit from knocking on the door. After six years he was honestly nervous to see everyone, despite his excitement.

But he worked himself into knocking, steeling himself when the door was opened by Mrs. Hyoudou. The woman's eyes widened as she saw the boy, recognizing him as he rubbed the back of his neck. "Hi, Mrs. Hyoudou. I'm… I'm back."

"Sammy!" Without a second thought, the woman wrapped her arms around the boy and hugged him close. Sam smiled at the gesture, returning it with his own hug. "It's been so long."

"Too long if you ask me." Sam responded, the two separating to look at each other. "I see you haven't aged a day."

"Oh, don't spare me. I'm well aware of my age at this point." She waved smiling. "But look at you. You've grown to be quite the strapping young man, haven't you?"

"Hehe, I've been told." Sam chuckled.

She then let her eyes look down to his chest, an instant of worry on her face before she looked back to him. "How's your heart?"

The worry didn't escape Sam's attention, but he didn't call it out as he lightly tapped the center of his chest. A small tink was heard, but nothing that seemed out of the ordinary for the two. "Still not great, but my dad's tech's been doing its job even better than before." His words calmed the older woman, getting a sigh of relief from her.

"Come inside Sammy, let's get you unpacked." Mrs. Hyoudou waved him in, to which he entered with nostalgia. The Hyoudou Residence was the most welcoming place he's been to, even more so than his actual home. It was at just the right size so that if there were at least two people it didn't feel empty.

The two went to the room that he'd stay in, just across the hall from Issei's and the former started to unpack. As he did, the two talked about the past six years and what the other missed. While Sam brought up his development in aviation and repulsive technology, Mrs. Hyoudou told him of how Issei's time in school has come. And instead of the boy having to go to a school outside of town, Kuoh Academy luckily started to accept boys this year.

"The all female academy?" Sam echoed, remembering the academy. "I'm honestly surprised they started accepting guys. Must be painful with Ise, Motohama and Matsuda all there."

"I think I lost count of how many times they've gotten in trouble over their antics." She sighed. "But what's a mother to do? He'd mature if he could actually get himself a girlfriend."

"Well I mean, there was Irina. He's not totally hopeless if he had a friend that was a girl." Sam tried to encourage as he finished putting away his stuff.

"Who knows? I'm afraid he might already be in trouble today. How am I supposed to get grandchildren if my son can't even get a girlfriend?" Mrs. Hyoudou cried, getting an awkward laugh from Sam.

"A little early for that, but I do see your point." He then stood up, dusting his hands off as he looked out the window. "So Ise's at class then?"

"Yeah, they started last week. I believe they have your schedule and uniforms there now actually." She informed him, placing a finger to her chin. "In fact, the Student Council called today about it."

"I guess I should go and get it then?" Sam questioned, although from the tone of his voice it sounded more of a statement.

"I could get it for you if you want." Mrs. Hyoudou said. "I figured you might want to spend some time getting used to town again before heading out."

"I'll be okay." Sam responded, smiling as he looked back to her. "There's no way I could forget the town that I grew up in. And besides, it'll be a good way to get a tour of the school. And hey, I might even see Ise while there. As long as he hasn't done something stupid."

"Well, okay. But call me if you need anything."

"I will." Sam responded as he grabbed a small bag from the door, the strap having it go down to his waist. And as he headed out, he took out A.V.A.N.'s glasses and earpiece again and put them on, connecting to the A.I. "A.V.A.N., do me a favor and set the quickest path to my workshop from Kuoh Academy please?"

"Path is set sir." The A.I. responded. "And I'll assume to have the workshop warmed up before you get there?"

"Just to get it up and running." Sam said, sighing as he walked the familiar streets. "Also, send me a manifest of all the materials. I want to know what I'm going to be working with on the first model."

"Processing… Complete." Upon the download's completion several lists came up with a varying of components, from steel plating to copper wiring. Everything that would be needed to finish the first step of his project.

"Alright, let's put the blue prints together for the walk then, shall we?" Sam spoke, his eyes darting through dozens of files until reaching one that was named "Mark 1". "Open the contents of Mark 1 and start with the propulsion."

"Understood sir." A.V.A.N. computed as the file opened, the individual pieces of the blueprint coming to life. Step by step it was being put together, mostly by Sam's own work as his eyes darted across the lenses. "Would you like me to work on the repulsor file while you work on the propulsion?"

"No, let's just settle with the propulsion first alright?" Sam asked, the framework of the blueprint forming together to make a boot. At the bottom of the boots were open engine ports, the starting points for the wiring. "If you find any flaws in it, I want you to update and fix them as I go. Sound fair?"

"Of course sir."

For the next ten minutes, the two worked tediously as all of the inner components were set into place. As Sam worked, half focusing on walking and putting everything together, A.V.A.N. was sure to correct the errors he made. She'd even navigate and warn him if he was starting to become too focus on the work and lost sight on the sidewalk.

By the time he made it to the Academy grounds, half of the boots wiring was complete. And with half the school on a period break, he had to log off A.V.A.N. to avoid any suspicion. It would raise a lot of eyes with someone their age talking with an earpiece and shades on.

"Oh crap, the caught us!"

"Run you idiots, run!"

The sudden commotion caught Sam's attention, as he turned to see a rather comical sight. Three boys running away from a group of about twenty girls. At the first glance, he thought of the three as just some random idiots who made a huge error. But noticing the key traits of each of them, the baldhead on one, the glasses on another and the last's spikey brown hair he realized he was half right with his analysis.

'That looks like the Tennis Club by the uniforms.' Sam guessed as he took note to the angry mob. His expression of disappointment turned to one of shock and worry as he saw the girls chasing with their rackets in hand. And seeing a bruise on one of the three guys, he knew the club was out for blood.

"Of course this is how I meet them again." Sam starts to mumble to himself, opening his bag and reaching into it with his right hand. "Couldn't be a normal reunion, had to be saving their necks from a crazy mob of girls." The sound of metal shifting was then heard, and as it did he started to run for the boys.

With his free hand he quickly put his glasses on, a link symbol appearing on it as he moved to intercept the two groups. It'd be a close one, but he was certain that he'd at least make it before the three were caught and probably beaten.

And he was certainly cutting it close, as a wall cornered the three. "Oh crap, wrong turn!"

"Any last words, perverts?" One of the girls asked, preparing her racket as she was the closest.

"Oh shit."

"Wait!" Sam called out, panting as he finally got between the groups. Once he stopped, he placed his left hand on his knee, the right still hidden within the bag as he gasped for air. "Wait… wait… just… oh god I need a charge after this."

"What do you want?" Another girl asked. "You're not wearing a uniform, what are you doing here?"

"I'm… transferring here for… the rest of high school." Sam answered, gaining enough breath back to stand up properly. "But right now, I'm just going to have to go with asking that you'd back away."

"You're serious?" A third one asked. "Since your new, I'm certain you don't know who those three are. The Perverted Trio, the most grotesque and absolute worse of Kuoh Academy. They're-"

"Matsuda, Motohama and Issei." Sam interrupted. "And grotesque? I mean I know they aren't the best thing to look at, but Matsuda and Motohama I'd say are a four, five at best. And Issei… six, maybe? I don't know I'm not great at grading guys or-"

"Shut up!" The first girl shouted, getting him to flinch back. "Just get out of the way or else!"

"I mean, I wouldn't recommend getting too close." Sam said as he pulled his hand out of his bag, revealing a black glove with wires and a glowing blue circle on the palm. "This glove has the power of a Taser X26, the standard Taser for officers in America. That's 50,000 volts." Sam then emphasized the current running through it, sparks going across his palm as he aimed it at the girls. "I realize most of you probably don't take advanced physics, but I'll just explain that a human body can most certainly not handle that much electricity."

"You wouldn't."

"You're threatening me and my friends." Sam countered, smirking as he took a step forward. "I have more than enough reason to. It just matters if you try and follow through with the threats."

"You're bluffing."

"Wanna take that bet?"

"There'll be no need." Before either side could make a move, a new voice spoke up. Turning to it, everyone saw that it was Souna Shitori, the Student Council President and Vice President Tsubaki Shinra.

"Kaichou!?"

"Shyira, does Kiyome know what you're all doing right now?" Souna asked, her eyes staring the girl down as she spoke. "I'm sure that I don't need to explain how bad it looks attacking students, when one of the ones you're threatening is a transfer."

"H-Hai, Kaichou."

"Haha, you got in trouble." Sam gloated, visibly relaxing as he lowered his gloved hand.

"And Mr. Ddeallus." Souna added, turning to Sam and making him flinch. The mention of his last name also got a response from the crowd around them, several gasps being heard. "While I do understand the point of it, weapons such as a gloved Taser are not allowed on academy grounds. I trust that you only brought it to make it through town and to not use it on your fellow classmates."

"Ddeallus? As in, the Ddeallus!?"

"The crazy inventor who made a tiny rocket have the explosive power of a ballistic missile?"

"No, he made a palladium reactor that produces enough energy that it can rival a nuclear power plant!"

"He does look like him!"

"Is that his son?"

"Great, all of Japan's gonna know I'm here in an hour." Sam sighed as he removed his glove and threw it into his bag. "So what's up?" He asked Souna, turning to the girl. "Considering people are calling you Kaichou and you know me, I'm guessing you're the student president here or something?"

"No "something" is needed to be added." Souna responded. "I am Souna Shitori, and yes, I am the Student Council President. We were made aware of your arrival in Kuoh by Mr. Nakasashi and were preparing for you to come for your supplies."

"Sounds like him." Sam muttered, clapping his hands as the commotion behind him continued. "So, where do I get my stuff?"

"Follow us." Souna spoke, her and Tsubaki walking to the main school building.

"Wait, Sam!" Before the boy could follow, Issei had called out his name, getting up and walking to him. "Dude, you're here! How are you doing?" The brown haired teen was clearly excited, hugging his friend when he reached him.

"Careful, attention's being grabbed." Sam chuckled, hugging Issei back before the two separated. "It's good to see you again Ise. I'm surprised that you haven't gotten yourself killed here yet."

"Look who's talking." Ise said, punching Sam's shoulder. "I saw the news report of a certain someone hacking into his father's security network."

"Hey, I did that on a dare. Totally-"

"Mr. Ddeallus." Souna called out, getting a groan from Sam.

"Hey Ise, why don't we talk once our day's over? I'll hang out here once my business here is done, k?" Sam asked, turning to walk towards the student president and vice president.

"Alright, but you better not ditch me like back then!" Issei's reminder caused Sam to smile, forgetting about how the whole school is already aware of his presences.

"So… nice school." Sam brought up, trying to spark a conversation with the girl's escorting him.

"A Taser, Mr. Ddeallus?" Souna responded, looking at him with a measuring glare. "I can understand the caution he likely has, but your father gave you a Taser to go to school?"

"Actually I made it." Sam corrected.

"You made that?" Tsubaki questioned, looking down to his bag.

"Yeah, I got bored on the flight over to here and made it at the start." Sam shrugged, patting the bag as they walked. "I always bring a pile of scrap from some of my previous works when I go traveling. Kill some time instead of sitting around and doing nothing."

"You had a project that had a battery that could shoot 50,000 volts into someone?" Souna asked, lowering her glasses to look at him.

"Technically only 1,200 volts." Sam countered. "The voltage I gave them was in air. An American officer's Taser can only shock someone with a fraction of what it possess the ability to create. And yes, I so happen to be working on a project that needs a killer amount of energy. That battery wasn't nearly enough either so it got thrown into the pile."

"You certainly are your father's son." Souna sighed. "Only someone with his blood could see making a Taser as a simple pass time. Creating weapons to "kill time" as you said."

"Hey, a Taser is closer to that of self-defense." Sam scoffed. "And if I recall, I was at potential risk because of a blood thirsty club. Which reminds me, aren't you going to do anything about them going to attack Ise and the others?"

"We would, however as of lately a Disciplinary Committee was made to do that." Tsubaki answered.

"Well maybe I should talk to them on that. I don't remember everything about Japan, but I'm pretty sure doing that is unacceptable anywhere."

"That wouldn't be recommended." Souna said. "The Disciplinary Committee is rather… against the recent decision to integrate boys into our academy. There's a reason the clubs feel free to take actions like that into their own hands."

"I sense annoyance."

"That is something we must deal with, yet they feel it fine to assault other students." The three then reached the Student Council's office, the two going to their desks while Sam followed Souna. "But that isn't something you need to worry about. Since a new student was involved, we can provide limited action to guarantee that the club will be disciplined. But I can't promise it'll stop."

"Guess that's going to be the best the guys will get." Sam sighed, rubbing his forehead. "So, what do I do to get my stuff?"

"You just have to sign a few papers before we can give you your uniforms and schedule." Souna responded, sitting down and placing the papers on her desk. Sam took the seat across and took the pen from the desk, starting to read and fill them out. "Uniform policy isn't very strict, as long as you have your pants and shirt it doesn't matter how you accessories it. But I believe it should be unsaid that it must be appropriate for class."

"No naked women on shirts, got it." Sam said offhandedly, spinning the pen between his fingers while he read. "And how about the rest of the rules that are important but no one says anything about?"

"Most rules are rather straight forward and normal for western schools." Souna answered. "I would recommend following them close however, as the Disciplinary Committee will be keeping a close eye on you."

"Little ol' me?" Sam asked, pausing from his reading to look at her. "What would make them watching me closely?"

"You're new, and you have a reputation." Souna explained. "You'll be someone that has weight in Kuoh Academy's reputation. You could be a good example as to the inclusion of boys to be beneficial. Or you could be the example as to why we shouldn't have done it and end the social project."

"I don't know which one they're hoping for then." Sam chuckled, finishing the papers as he did. "Alright, that should be it."

"Thank you." Souna said as she took the papers, handing him his schedule. "All of your classes are on there, and any future inclusions must be approved before you can participate. We'll have one of our members show you the academy's layout and where your classes are. And once done we'll give you your uniforms and you'll be on your way."

"I call dibs!" Once Souna was done speaking, one of the girls in the room shouted to get their attention. When Sam turned to look, he could literally see how much different she was in comparison to the entire room. Most of the people here looked rather professional and simple, but she was seen to be extravagant and bright. From her almost glowing blonde hair, to her large breasts and her impossibly bright gold eyes.

While Sam chuckled at the girl's enthusiasm, Souna was clearly annoyed and sighed. "Denica, I thought we've been over this before. You can't show new students around because you yourself aren't qualified to."

"What? How?" Denica asked. "I'm totally qualified to give a tour of the building."

"You've gotten lost more times than I can count."

"That was when I was new!"

"That was this morning."

"Hey, I can learn quick if I want to. And I'll even bring a map." Denica mentioned, heading to the desk and laying her torso down, holding her hands together in a begging manner. "Please Son-I mean Souna! This guy is easily the third hottest person I've seen and I need early points." Denica was sure to whisper the last part, keeping Sam from hearing it.

While Souna only sighed again, Sam chuckled a little louder, having to cover his mouth. "Gotta give her credit, she has a bit of spirit." Sam said, looking over to Souna. "Why not give her this chance? And if she brings a map I'll know this place better than the back of my hand in two minutes flat."

"See, new guy agrees!"

"Why did you have to encourage her?" Souna asked, pinching her forehead as she looked to her desk. "Fine, if you want to try and show him around, go right ahead. Give it your best."

"Yes! Score!" Denica cheered, grabbing Sam's arm and pulling him to the door as he got up. "Onward to the tour of Kuoh Academy!"

"Mr. Ddeallus." Souna called out, getting his attention just before they left. "If you end up being the one leading the tour, be sure to tell me."

"Sure thing Souna." Sam waved, closing the door as Denica continued to pull him.

"You, uh… wouldn't actually tell her if I mess up? Right?" Denica asked, rubbing the back of her head as she did. "It's just… you'll be the first person I'm showing around and working with maps is, well, let's say it isn't the reason I was accepted into the Student Council."

Sam could only chuckle as he put a finger to his lips and winked, promising his silence. "Alright! Let's get this started then!" The girl pumped her spare fist up, surprising Sam as she pulled harder and began to show the way around the academy. Sam had to admit, that while she was looking at the map constantly, Denica didn't even hesitate as she would make a turn or explanation to each section of the building. Hell, she was aware enough to move her shoulders at the last second to avoid running into someone, even moving him to follow through with it.

'She acts like a total klutz, but she really knows how to move around.' Sam thought as Denica stopped herself just in time to avoid a group of four students walking by, taking a second to look over at them and warn them before continuing on with the tour. But she clearly also had issues with determining certain wings of the building, leading to Sam having to snatch the map from her and go over it a few times.

By the end of the tour, they were outside by the court fields, walking by as some students in P.E. were running. "And that should be all of the places that you'll go too." Denica said, smiling as she closed her eyes. "Nailed it Denica! Showing the transfer student has been a wondering success!"

"Except when you got lost at the food court?" Sam asked, getting a mild glare from her.

"Don't ruin this for me!"

Sam laughed as he looked away, taking a small nudge from her elbow as he was still being pulled. As he did however, his eyes caught sight of an old school building a few meters away, just outside the woods near the main academy. "Hey Denica, what's that over there?"

"Huh?" Denica hummed, following his sight to see the building. "Oh, that's just the old academy grounds. I don't think you'd really care to see it though. The only thing that goes on there is the activities for the Occult Research Club."

"Occult Research Club?" Sam asked, humor in voice as he looked to the shorter girl. "You mean like ghosts and voodoo and stuff? That child belief in stuff like the supernatural? There's actually a club for that here?"

"You sound like it's rather dumb."

"I mean, I am a man of science." Sam responded. "Stuff like the afterlife and magic seems like a rather stupid and mundane thing to be honest. There's already hundreds of different beliefs of the supernatural and magic is, in most instances, a form of science that we currently can't explain."

"You really think like that?" Denica asked. "That there's no such thing that could be like magic?"

"Back then, electricity was considered to be the work of the gods." Sam said, placing his free hand on his chest as he continued. "Then a man with a kite went out and proved that it could be harnessed. And after that, a guy with a few chemicals managed to create the first battery and produce a steady flow of electricity. Everything can be explained and discovered through science, it's just if we're advanced enough to understand it."

"Okay, I understand at least one of those two references." Denica sighed. "But thinking that everything is science is so boring and lame. I like to think that there are powers out there that go beyond human understanding, it seems way cooler that way. And magic is at the top of that."

"How old are you?" Sam chuckled.

"Sixteen, just like you." That caused Sam to laugh uncontrollably, getting her cheeks to slightly redden. "What are you laughing about!?"

"You're as old as me and you… and you still believe in magic!" Sam bellowed, having to wipe his eyes to avoid tears from dropping. "Oh my god, that's just rich! I'm crying! I'm actually crying that's so funny!"

"Hey, stop laughing at me! It isn't that funny!"

"It's hilarious!"

"Stop or I'll… I'll… ha!"

"Wait don-gah!"

"Stupid pretty boy, laughing at me over that." Denica huffed as she started to walk away from Sam, who was crouched on the ground after getting punched in the gut.

"Hehe… totally worth it." Sam chuckled, clutching his stomach as he attempted to ignore the pain. "Girl's got a mean punch, I gotta remember that net time I'm laughing at her." As he watched her enter the school, he couldn't help but give an honest laugh. "Did she forget she's supposed to bring me back or…"

"Oh shit!" He heard in the distance, seeing her quickly come back around the corner. "You still have to get your finalized schedule!"

"There it is." Sam muttered, smiling as Denica ran towards him and helped him up, paying no mind that in the process she flashed her panties to him.

'I think this'll be an interesting year.'