Campbelle Academy

Chapter 5: Classes

After the shower, the showers were filled with steam as he had dried his body and idly tousled the towel against his dripping hair, afterwards pulling on his clothes. With his now wet towel draped over one shoulder, Bailey made his way back to his room and got into his school uniform, pulling on the shirt and blazer tying the tie on after changing into the trousers. As he pulled the rubber-soled shoes, a series of quick knocks at his door followed by a male voice calling his name. Bailey stood up and opened the door, not surprised to see Liam there with his uniform hastily pulled on with his blazer undone and shirt not buttoned at the top.

"Ah there you are, you took ages!" he greeted with his Russian accent and wrapped an arm around Bailey's shoulders, causing him to almost loose his balance. "Good morning to you too Liam" Bailey said trying to right himself. They made their way to the dining hall for breakfast whichonly had a few students spread amongst the tables. Bailey could smell the food that the chefs had prepared for the students as he and Liam grabbed a tray and piled food onto it. Liam grabbed a couple of ham sandwiches along with a bowl of cut fruit and a glass of water. Bailey took a bowl of cut fruit, eggs with toast and a cup of tea. As they sat at the table from last night, Bailey heard a scoff of distaste.

"Oh look, it's the soviet and oh, is this the 'problematic' student?" said a very annoyed voice. Bailey sighed and turned his head slightly. There was a female student there, her hair a curtain of glossy golden brown curls with piercing hazelnut eyes glaring at him. Liam grinned "Well hello Poison Ivy, would you like to join the Soviet and 'problematic' student?"Sarcasm dripped from his voice as his violet-blue eyes flashed at hers challengingly as if to say "Say another word and you'll regret it". The girl's face flushed at the comment and turned on her heel, stalking away from them. Once she was out of sight, Bailey turned to Liam "Who was that? You know besides some obvious bitch" Liam chuckled and bit into one of his ham sandwiches. "That was Ivana but everyone calls her Poison Ivy because of well... you met her so you know what I mean." Liam said taking a gulp of water from his glass. "First day here and she decided to try and make me a target, boy was she in for a surprise" His Russian accent made his words both comical and threatening.

Before Bailey got a chance to ask what happened, Elaine dropped into the seat next to Bailey, her tray having a salad, a fruit bowl, toast with eggs and tea. "Morning Bailey, morning Liam" she greeted, her French accent adding a pleasant tone. Bailey smiled "Good morning Elaine" he replied as Liam gave a friendly smiled and nod while he bit into his sandwich. The room slowly filled with students that met up with friends. Today was the first day of classes for Bailey. Elaine and Liam went over the schedule with Bailey, Liam having history with Bailey while Elaine had biology with him. Once breakfast was over, Elaine parted from the group as Bailey headed to the classroom wing with Liam. Entering the classroom, he saw a man wearing classy suit writing on the whiteboard. Bailey assumed that was Thomas Hunt.

Bailey followed Liam to a couple of desks that weren't taken and sat down. In a few minutes, Thomas announced that the class was starting and asked for silence. "Alright everyone today's lesson is on Poets from the 18th century" he began his voice loud and confident as he spoke. He instructed everyone to open their poetry books which were laid out on every desk and gave each student a poem to recite. "Very good Miss Harrison" he said to a female student with dark blond hair which was held up by a clip. As she took her seat Hunt turned to him "Mister Flynn, may you recite 'I Am' written by John Clare?" Hunt asked and everyone turned to face him.

Bailey sighed. He hated speaking out loud, especially in front of an audience. Yet, with much reluctance, he stood from his chair, finding the poem and reciting it.

I am: yet what I am none cares or knows

My friends forsake me like a memory lost,

I am the self-consumer of my woes-

They rise and vanish in oblivious host,

Like shadows in love's frenzied, stifled throes-

And yet I am, and live-like vapors tossed

Into the nothingness of scorn and noise,

Into the living sea of waking dreams,

Where there is neither sense of life or joys,

But the vast shipwreck of my life's esteems;

Even the dearest, that I love the best,

Are strange-nay, rather stranger than the rest.

I long for scenes, where man hath never trod,

A place where woman never smiled or wept-

There to abide with my Creator, God,

And sleep as I in childhood sweetly slept,

Untroubling, and untroubled where I lie,

The grass below-above the vaulted sky.

As he finished he looked up from the page and waited for his professor to respond. Hunt realized this and cleared his throat "Thank you Mister Flynn, you may sit" He said and class went on. As Bailey took his seat, Liam nudged him in the ribs "Nice one my Bailey, most kids would've bombed that" He joked and smiled. "What? Reading a poem out loud isn't hard. You're reading words off a page" He shrugged and Liam chuckled yet said nothing more.

At the end of the class, Hunt assigned a Thousand Word essay on assigned Poets due next week, receiving a few groans as the student left. As Bailey parted ways with Liam, he made his way to his next class. The day droned on as He received from assignments due the following week. His last class was Biology and met up with Elaine who was talking to the girl with the straight black hair from last night. Elaine noticed Bailey and waved him over. "Bailey! Meet Eloise. She's a family friend" Elaine introduced them. Once Biology began, Garrote started out with a detailed diagram of the anatomy of a cow.

At the end of class, Elaine left with Eloise as Bailey gathered his belongings and left, heading to his room to get started on the assignments. It was 4:33pm when Liam bursts into his room causing Bailey to leave a long streak of ink on his math equation. "Damnit Liam! Don't do that!" Bailey exclaimed. Liam gave him an apologetic look and wrapped an arm around his shoulders. "C'mon Bailey, stop the work and come hang out with me! Everyone is busy" He begged and pretended to pout when Bailey said no. The childish act made him smile and sighed "Alright now stop pouting" Liam perked up and grinned. "Great! Let's go hang out outside, it's too stuffy in the lounge" He said and half dragged Bailey out of his room.