Cloud Covered [Cage]

Chapter One

I sighed and glanced at the clock, I couldn't wait for this so called ' Historic Ethics class' to be over. The only thing that was taught here was how us Grey residents were lucky to live in this pigsty. How we should be grateful that we have to toil for a little piece of food and that we're privileged that we have Premiers that only abuse us. And why should we be so lucky for all of this? Because we're the lowly descendants of Reltlinkt. I don't understand why we should have to suffer just because some dudes messed up and decided it was a good idea to go against the Kaiser! It took me a moment to stop my inner rant and realize that someone was leaning over my desk. That someone being my absolutely annoying Historic Ethics teacher: Mr. Leonard (I personally like to call him Mr. Leotard). He gave me a slightly annoyed look and opened his mouth to speak.

"I see you've been day dreaming in class again, Calv," said Mr. Leotard in an uptight voice.

"How do you know that?" I replied to him innocently, he and I both knew I'd not been paying attention, but I thought it was fun to test him, see how much I could make him mad without earning myself another Admonition Slip.

Mr. Leotard glanced at the opened book that was sitting idly on my desk and sighed.

"What page were we just on?" He said with a bit of apprehension.

I looked down at my book which was opened to page one hundred three, I knew that was the page I'd been on an hour ago but I guessed anyway.

"This page?"

Mr. Leotard sighed.

"Do you ever pay attention in class?" Said the teacher, exasperated.

"Nope," I said with a small smirk on my face.

Mr. Leotard twitched, he always did that when I annoyed him (or maybe he just has an eye problem) and set his lips into a straight line. He looked a bit mad, not like I really care.

"Calv, I know it's hard for you to pay attention class, but this is imperative-," Mr.Leotard was about to finish his sentence when he realized I wasn't even trying to pay attention to him. As soon as Mr. Leotard started talking I'd picked up my pen and began to doodle a picture of a man who may or may not have been wearing a leotard in my book.

Mr. Leotard seemed really mad right now and if looks could kill I'd probably have spontaneously combust.

"From now on you'll be sitting in this chair and I'd like to see you after you're done with classes," said Mr. Leotard as he pointed to an empty seat near the front of the class. I glared at the seat and how it was so conveniently empty and near the front of the class. "Did he plan this or something," I thought to myself as I decided to direct my glare from the chair to my teacher.

"Now," Mr. Leotard said, suggesting that I hurry up and get to my new seat so he could continue class.

I glared for a bit longer at Mr. Leotard and then got up, picked my book off the attached desk and grabbed my backpack from the chair. Before I left I took a bit of time to say goodbye to my seat, which was in the back of the class near the window, perfect for day dreaming and not paying attention.Oh, how I'd miss her. I then walked, or rather stomped to my new seat in the second row nearest to the learning screen. As I walked up to my seat I couldn't help but notice the snickering and jarring faces from the people I passed. To them this was just a type of entertainment and though I could care less what they think, seeing them laugh at me made my stomach ache a bit and I decided that I'd glare at whoever was dumb enough to look at me with their snickering faces. After what seemed like an eternity, I finally got to my seat and sat down. After giving me one more disapproving look Mr. Leotard once again started his dull lecture and I began to daydream again. Nothing, not even my seat would stop me from daydreaming, but this time instead of outright not paying attention, I acted like I cared about the class, occasionally looking up at the teacher and flipping pages in my book. Mr. Leotard didn't really seem to notice my act, he must've been too absorbed in his moronic teaching.