Hopes of Paris

Chapter VI: God Has Heard

Two young males walked next to each other through the hallways of The International School of Paris. They were both fairly thin. For some reason, they were also catching everyone's attention, girls and boys alike. One of them was Aiden; known for his magnificent art that filled the halls. He had an abstract style that wasn't understood by many, but definitely enjoyed by all. The other was Sall; the school's genius. He had scored the highest on the IQ scale in all of France at a hundred and forty two points, just eighteen points below Einstein. He had lost a fair amount of weight throughout the year, and had been growing his hair. Sall wore a gray beanie with his school uniform, and let some hair cover his forehead and the very top of his eyelids. Aiden wore the usual red scarf around his neck and shoulders.

The two had proven themselves as the school's most hardworking students, earning a place for their names among the school's hall of fame. Gossip of jealousy, crushing, admiration and hate covered the school's halls as they walked and it'd grow quieter whenever they're walking somewhere. Sall looked more confident and his eyes never shook or looked at anyone. He was focused on the end of the hall to make it to his class. Meanwhile, Aiden looked proud having Sall by his side. He had definitely changed towards the better after knowing Sall. Aiden lifted his arm up to look at the digital watch on his wrist. The time said "9:12 AM", and the date said "05/03/2015".

Sall gazed over towards Aiden and noticed he was looking at the time. "Are we late, Aiden?" He asked.

"Nah, we still got three minutes." He replied, shrugging as he walked.

As they walked, Aiden passed by a class to his right. He heard noise coming from inside so he stopped to investigate from the door's window. Sall looked behind him and blinked, and stopped to wait for his friend, wondering what in the world is he doing. There was no classes in that classroom at this time and it was supposed to be empty. But in that class, there was two guys bullying a blonde male against a desk. He was covering his face from their spits and trying to find a way out but couldn't at all.

"Sall, there's someone getting bullied inside of here." Aiden said, his eyes locked inside.

"Huh?!" Sall stood behind Aiden and gazed inside. "We gotta call in some teachers for help."

"It would take them a while to get here, he might get hurt more than this," Aiden added, pulling the door's handle down. "We gotta get in now."

"But..." Sall hesitated a bit but sighed and nodded. "Fine..."

Aiden pushed the door in a sudden, quick motion and rushed inside with Sall following behind him. The two bullies were surprised at their sudden break in, but just before they got the time to look behind them, Aiden grabbed one of them from under the armpits and threw him behind him to the floor, while Sall grabbed the other from the hem of his shirt and pushed him back. They stood by the guy that was getting violated and frowned at the two bullies. Those two had no choice but to walk out after having frowned back at Sall and Aiden for a while. The blonde male revealed his face and looked at those two angels that protected him. It was Sam, after all.

"Are you okay?" Aiden asked him, standing to his side with a hand on his hip.

"Yeah..." The blonde male replied, looking towards the floor, ashamed, as he sat on the desk.

"Huh, you're a student from our class." Sall said, as he brought out a napkin and wiped Sam's shirt.

"Th- That's right..." Embarrassed, the blonde male looked away and closed his eyes.

"What's your name?" Asked Sall, looking up in the guy's eyes.

"S- Sam." Hesitatingly, the male replied while still not making eye contact with the two that helped him.