AN: I am immensely grateful to God for his help on this chapter. I was debating to amp this story up or make this chapter a tiny bit of a breather before the plunge. I am happy to say I could do both.
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Pagliacci-11.
Seven o'clock had come, and the students of Kadic had boarded the bus to Mercier. Aelita sat alongside Jeremy. As she saw the school's familiar walls she'd come to call home fade away in the distance, she could not help but feel a bit of longing, a bit of sadness as it faded away into the fiery gold of the evening sun.
As Aelita turned back around, she saw Nicholas sitting alone. She nudged Jeremy, "Where's Sissi? It's unusual for Nicholas to be heading to Mercier unaccompanied."
Jeremy replied, "I heard from Milly and Tamia that Sissi had something come up and so she couldn't exactly go into Mercier as she'd hoped."
"That's really strange. Usually, Jean-Pierre does a lot of her thinking for her. Getting into Mercier shouldn't be too great an issue for her."
"Yeah, well, you know how things are. Sometimes, we're blindsided by things that not even we can anticipate."
Aelita nodded, and she said, "Well, at least we won't have to worry about an overly pretentious fashionista so much."
"Don't jinx us, Aelita, please." Jeremy said, "If all things are said and done, I'd have preferred Sissi be around. Her annoyances and hoopla are the brands of the shallow assertion of knowledge I'm used to. I'd hate the prospect of having to get used to that all over again. And given those of our upperclassmen, have it cranked up to eleven from Sissi's measly seven."
"So, Mercier, how much do you know about it?" Aelita asked, trying to change the subject.
"It's honestly more suited to us personally in terms of the academic field. See, while Aulamerta has its emphases of study, with music being a prime motivation and the arts in general, Mercier is more catered to intellectual hard value sciences. Advanced engineering principles, computer sciences, the list goes on."
"Uh, forgive me, Jeremy. But while that's all well and good, what about Ulrich? You know those emphases are not his strong suit, by a long-shot."
"Yes, but Ulrich isn't in the advanced spectrum of classes as we are. His education will be more of the traditional variety. So, it's not too far removed from Kadic. However, admittedly the one major area he'd likely struggle in is the rigidity of the academic teaching standards."
"Don't you think that knowing this, in the fact he's in a stricter standard is a bit detrimental to him? I mean, he didn't do the greatest at his work at Kadic. Even I can admit that. What's worse is that now there's no negation of his actions to help salvage his academic career."
"I know. It just goes to show you, Ulrich will have to buckle down if he expects to make it here. Equally, he has a major saving outlet, so I'm not terribly concerned. The outlet is the greater emphasis of sports proficiencies, which can save you if you happen to slip a bit as Ulrich will be prone to do, more likely than not."
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