As I sat there hoping to get an reaction, my mind began to wander of what was going to happen next.
"Maybe he doesn't remember me? Could I have not made a big enough impact on his life?"
I thought to myself of all the times I had mistreated him and made him feel like he was a failure as a friend. I began to depress myself slowly, sulking in my chair like a sad little puppy lost in a big play pin. Before I knew it the bus was coming to a slow speed and the voices of the other kids on the bus loud-en with anticipation. I would hang my head low hoping no one would notice me and ask me what was wrong.
"Hey isn't that?" One voice spoke softly
"Yeah I think it is?!" Another replied
"But why is he here?" A voice trying to keep low would speak behind me. I was beginning to feel a bit popular but for what reason I didn't know. Though my irritation level was increasing because they were doing a horrible job at keeping it to themselves. The bus had come to a stop after it had pulled in to the parking lot of this industrial school. I was trying to over hear some of the kids talk about it but to my gathering this school had nothing to do with the out doors... the kids had little to do with the sunlight.
"Odd, most schools actually encourage sun exposure. This place seems more like a prison than anything?" Questioning this place was all I could do by myself.

"Hey are you... Noxxes?!" A young girl's voice from behind would pierce my ear drums. The excitement I could feel radiating from her was somewhat outstanding. I would turn to her with a cold face and nod as if I was being interrogated on how cool I should act.
"You can drop the bad guy look, I know your not so cold." She laughed poking my forehead with her mechanical pencil. I blinked and smiled, she was a bright one to see through my act, not many people can. What annoyed me though was the fact that she did it without even trying.
"How do you know of me? Everyone seems to be speak-" The bus doors would slam open and the hagged woman would scream at all of us to remove our ugly faces off her God forbidden bus... or in otherwords death on wheels... any elderly watch out... I stood up waving her to follow hopefully she would fill me in on more. She grabbed her stuff and rose from her seat and pushed anyone out of her way just to get next to me. A corridor would be our first encounter to this school, like before having little interaction with the sunlight.
"So what is your name... I'm sorry I didn't ask before I got into this conversation with you... my social skills with people do lack." I said looking down in sheer defeat. She would laugh and walk beside me with her books to her chest.
"The name is Desire... Dez-i-er! Don't wear it out or god so help you." She would give off this weird smile making sure I understood not to anger her. I would let off a small smirk indicating I understood and gestured for her to take the lead. I had no idea where to go so I might as well let her take me around.
"So can you explain now? Why does everyone know of me?" I asked looking at my exciting surrounds.
"Oh, yeah! Well your actually kind of famous for being what we call a Prince." She said lightly
"Prince? But I show no grace and acts of kindness?" I huffed at her remark
"You silly boy, no, its because of what you can do, there are more of us... King, Queen, Prince, Princess, Knight, Jack and Pawn. These people have special abilities... and only those who can see the aura can know who we are." She laughed
"How interesting... but there was more than one person talking about me on the bus... if she was one of them, who were the others?" I thought to myself for a second.
"Oh, also, you might want to watch out for the Four Emblems..." She said looking down at her wrist.

To be Continued Part 3 "Reunion of the Round Table"