[IV] Brothers

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     You walked into your next class which you vaguely remembered should've been English II. It was noisy upon entering, and almost all of the seats were taken as you and Kairi had arrived a little late due to your prior hallway conversation. The room was located on the side of the hall which had windows. You hadn't noticed this before when you stood outside earlier with Axel and had begun to think that the only windows in existence here were the teardrop shaped ones at the very top of the castle. Now you wondered how such a thing had gone unnoticed. There were two large windows; both perhaps three or four feet tall and about seven feet long. Adorning them were red, gold trimmed drapes that reminded you of a stage's curtains. They were drawn and tied back, letting a heavenly white light flood the room. There were some areas where the light shone through the drapes, creating a soft red hue. This all worked nicely with the slightly dark green walls.

     Between the two windows was a bookcase similar to the one in your math class with seven shelves as well. The first three consisted of one type of book each which went in order of: encyclopedia, dictionary, thesaurus. The other four shelves held books laid on their backs and stacked on top of each other. There were two different books on each shelf which made you question how often they truly read.

     The desks were arranged in neat rows of five by six  close to the windows and were a gold colored version of the ones you'd seen in your Algebra II class and had red cushions. The board was also located close to the windows to make it easier for the students to see. Closer to the door was the teacher's crescent shaped desk made of redwood. The teacher seemed to be absent at the moment but their computer was still active from where it rested on the end of the curve--faced away from the door. Beside this was the classic red apple next to a blue mug with small white designs like lace near both the rim and bottom; the contents of which was still letting off small wisps of steam. Farther away were stacks of graded papers which was higher than a stack that had yet to be. Separated only by a clear vase of yellow and red flowers and a dark red rectangular box was a basket for the students to place their work.

     Finally, at the other end was a bust of someone you, of course, didn't know. It was made of stone and was nicely detailed; the hair seemed to be longer than what was sculpted with a feather sticking out at the front and from what you could see, they had rather beautiful features. You just couldn't tell if the person was a boy or a girl.

     Behind the desk were five beautiful, gold framed paintings that had to have been done by this world's equivalent of a Van Gogh or even a Leonardo da Vinci. They were set up in a sort of arc--three on top with maybe two inches between each and one below either end. The space between the bottom two was empty though it could fit another painting. You noticed, however, that not too far below this space was the teacher's black leather chair.

     Even though students had come and gone, the floors were still so clean and shone with the light hitting them.

     'Does this teacher get some sort of special treatment?"

     As you walked further into the classroom, you saw that towards the back, along with a section of computers like that of your math class and two printers, there was a sort of makeshift theater! Drapes like the ones adorning the windows were hung from the ceiling as curtains and a block of some sort that stood about half a foot tall and two yards wide was placed beneath this for a stage. Several maroon cushions were placed around the stage in a semi-circle. Someone with both a long coat and hair was looking around a chest located near the stage. It had to have been undoubtedly filled with props and maybe even some costumes.

     "Uh... Kairi?" You looked for the red haired girl and found her at a the first desk in the third row.

"Is this the right class?"

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