A Second Life, A New Power novel Chapter 188

Luna and Ian exchanged surprised looks. Both of them shook their heads as if to say, "It's alright."

Luna even smiled warmly. They had seen all kinds of quirky, withdrawn students before—especially gifted ones. Unusual behavior was hardly news to them.

"Mr. Peyton, this little boy is Timothy. He's a special case—an absolute whiz at math. Please take him into your class and keep a close eye on him," Jacob instructed.

"Will do," Ian replied with a nod.

"And Ms. Lindell, this young lady is Demi. She fell behind in her studies for a few reasons, so I'd appreciate it if you could help her catch up," Jacob added.

"Absolutely," Luna responded with a gentle smile.

Felix stepped forward and shook both teachers' hands. "Thank you so much," he said.

"Not a problem at all. We're here to help," they assured him politely.

...

Soon, the two homeroom teachers led Demi and Timothy to pick up their textbooks before heading off to their respective classrooms. Before parting ways, Demi fussed over her brother with a few careful reminders. Timothy simply nodded in acknowledgment.

Felix had initially offered to escort Demi to her classroom and even reached out to help her carry some books. But Demi waved him off politely. "It's okay. I don't want to hold you up any longer. I can manage on my own. You go ahead."

Felix opened his mouth to insist, but his phone buzzed unexpectedly.

"I've got to run. You get on with it, alright?" Demi said with a friendly wave to Ms. Lindell. "Let's get going."

As they walked down the hallway, Ms. Lindell remarked, "Your brother really cares about you, doesn't he?"

Demi paused, a bit taken aback, then nodded. "Yeah, he does."

...

It wasn't until Demi caught sight of the back of a student's head—a familiar ponytail—that she realized something.

Ana, someone she vaguely remembered, was in the same class. She recalled that, back in the day, she knew which school Ana attended. But after three hundred years, such details had slipped her mind. Of course, fate had a way of crossing paths again.

Another student commented, "Her clothes look like they're from some off-brand store."

Murmurs spread around the room until Luna cleared her throat to hush them. Turning to Demi, she said, "Demi, why don't you introduce yourself?"

Demi smiled slightly and said, "Hi, everyone! My name is Demi. I'm looking forward to being in class with you all. Please be kind to me."

Luna led the applause, and the scattered clapping resumed.

"Demi, why don't you take the empty seat by the window in the back row for now?" Luna suggested. "After the monthly exam, we might rearrange the seating, and then you can choose a new spot."

There were two seats by the window. One already had a stack of books on it, but the other was completely empty.

"Okay," Demi agreed, making her way to the vacant seat. It didn't matter to her that she'd be in the back—her vision and hearing were sharp enough.

Unbeknownst to her, Ana sat in the front row, her mind in turmoil and her head buzzing with questions.

She couldn't figure out why Demi had chosen to enroll in this school. With so many options available, why had Demi ended up here? Was it on purpose? Was Demi trying to make things difficult for her?