Red Meadow.

[DragonMasterX]

Mia went to purchase a pack of gum for the road after she had picked her things up. Afterwards, it was a short walk to classroom 206, where the History class would be held in just a couple minutes. Popping the gum into her mouth, she opened the door to the classroom and felt amazed to find it empty. "Huh...?" she said, leaning her head in. "It's not possible, it's almost twenty-five to nine... Did I get the classroom number wrong...?" she mumbled to herself. In truth, her watch was a couple minutes ahead. And almost no one in her class, not even the teacher, was on the clock.

(Campus)

Mar was walking to the school's grounds when a hurried student went up to him.

"Heeeey man! Great game yesterday, huh? We sure tore them a new one!" the young man said, making Mar smile. This was one of his lackeys, and also one of his gang's members.

"It was nothing. We had a stronger team, right?" Mar shrugged, brushing some of his hair to the side.

"Yeah, the guys and I were talking though. They seemed like they wanted a rematch, and I say we give it to 'em!"

"They did?"

"Yeah, sore losers, I know, right?"

Mar chuckled, "Go on."

"Yeah, so we were talking with the guys. Chandler told one of their guys to pick a court and then wait for us to form the team. You're playing, right?"

"When is it?"

"Today after school. Afternoon shift of course, heh. You ARE playing, right?" the student repeated.

"Hmm, I dunno yet. I might have an appointment later, I'll text one of you later, 'kay?" he said, and then left. The lackey nodded eagerly. Sure, a team could play a non-official game without their captain, but having their team at their strongest was the key to any successful victory, and they couldn't let a rival school's team to win.

Mar was competitive, and was the first to suggest matches with other schools, outside the official season's, but today he was feeling different. His dad had never been absent on a Monday morning ever since arriving. In fact, if there was business, they usually waited until eight or nine in the morning to contact him. Mar felt suspicious, and couldn't take his mind off the thought of something having happened to his old man.

During this and the course of his walking to his first class, Maths, Mar was assailed by more Blue Dragons asking him advice for a variety of advice to different issues, from rival gangs invading their turfs to more mundane things such as the last time the police warned them about making disturbances. Their base couldn't be compromised after all.

Mar dismissed most of the unimportant ones and just answered to the critical problems. He was used to this. Back in Hong Kong, things weren't very different, and with age, his street wisdom had only grown. But still, he wasn't in his clear state of mind to attend to minor things, his father was occupying most of his mind at the time. He decided to whip his cell phone out and text him, before he saw someone off into the distance. He was heading for 110, but halfway through he caught the sight of a female he had never seen before.

With a smirk, everything suddenly was simpler to Mar. He dismissed the lot behind and beside him, and approached Katthrine, "Hey there, I'm Mar. Are you new?" he asked.