The Competition

Yelena

Well he's a clever one, however how did he figure that out do fast? Now that he knows, things won't be easy, will they? Although it was probably unintelligent of me, he didn't shout out to everyone that I was from a different academy. A rival one. I look behind me and see him talking to his friend. Whatever he is up to, it will not be my cup of tea. I sigh and shift my gaze to the window. I am disturbed when all the students stand up. I join them and greet the professor as I sit back down. Out of nowhere, his friend appears next to me, trying to strike up a conversation. "Hey redhead," he gives me a soft smile. I correct him in a whisper, "it's Yelena."

 "Nice to meet you, Yen, Carson Renault." He's the charming one, compared to his friend, whatever he's called. In fact, he has even given me a nickname. "Katsaros," I smile back, the tension easing. "Young Carson, why did you switch desks? Was our dear Viktor too much for you?"  The whole class bursts out laughing, including Viktor, who grins. Carson gives me an awkward but sweet smile as he makes his way back to Viktor, who is laughing at him.

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It's almost the end of the first period. The next one must be P.E. Apparently we'll have P.E. with another class. The bell rings, shattering my thoughts. I am packing my stuff when someone taps me on the shoulder, "Hey there Yelena, thought you might need some help with the academy, want us to guide you?" He asks. My gaze shifts to Viktor, "I'd rather just have you show me the way, if you don't mind?"

 "It's not like I want to be a part of this," Viktor answers in a vulgar tone of voice. "Let's go then," he smirks at his friend as his arm slips around my waist.

"Hey guyss!" A girl jumps out of nowhere and hugs them. She looks like the person who would blind me, the sunshine she is. Releasing them, she spots me with sparks in her eyes. Who is this girl? I give her a small wave, followed by a half-smile. "Hey Yen," she begins and I look at her confused. "Carson told me, in case you're wondering. My name is Natalia Maria Ivanov."
"That was formal," Viktor comments sarcastically . "I'm 21 and my major is Arts and Humanities, how about you?" she grabs my arm as we walk to the next class. "I'm Yelena Katsaros, 22 and my major is a mix of Science and Chemistry."

" I'm Carson Renault, you all know me, 24 and my major is the same as Natalia's," he announced.

Well, now there's only Viktor left. I'm not really expecting him to tal- "Viktor Ivanov, 24, majoring in Science and Chemistry," I look over at him as if the ground had swallowed my feet. 

I gasp in shock, "You two are siblings?" Natalia smiles, confirming my theory. She's a ray of sunshine compared to her brother.