Jared nodded his head. He remembered well the drill practices. He remembered the many nights of coming home collapsing from exhaustion. He was the youngest guard of his level ever. It was all thanks to his father. He looked at her and shook his head. "No. Just renting an RV for now." He admitted. He listened to her speak about a private gym. He saluted the queen. "Yes your majesty. As you wish. It is most likely for the best. I will do my best to portray the illusion of her being my girlfriend. I can get these young men and women together by tomorrow night at the latest." He looked at William. "Yes sir." He said with a serious smile. "Excuse me I need to get to work on gathering these five young men and women." With a bow he left.<br/><br/>Arus was shrinking down more and more with every second. This group was getting bigger and bigger by the second. He just wanted to be normal. Why was that such a hard thing? Plus he wasn't good with large groups of people if he couldn't escape them through music and now ballet. "I'm not happy with that size. I'm not comfortable with crowds." He says softly.<br/><br/>The next day at school...........<br/><br/>Arus had gotten up the morning way before anyone else. He said nothing to anyone in the morning until Hannah got up. Smiling at her and held onto her. This was going to be a trying day. He was wearing blue jeans, a tee shirt with a music note in the center of it, and a pair of tennis shoes. On his face was his slimmer glasses. He wasn't wearing contacts today until time for ballet. They were in his school bag and soon they were heading to the school with Jared. He watched the guy standing guard over them and having his fair amount of lady attention. He was soon sitting at the lunch table with Hannah across from him. He was having a good time until he noticed a group of girls giggling, pointing at him, and whispering to each other. He adverted his gaze back to Hannah. However, soon he had a group of girls surrounding him on all three open sides. One touched him and he flinched. Trying to shrink under the table. Jared on high alert for any sign of danger. He heard several of the girls talking. "Please stop touching me." He says in a tense and soft voice.<br/><br/>"Oh my god he is as handsome as he looked." Said one girl.<br/><br/>"Yes his hair is so soft." The one touching his hair kept doing so.<br/><br/>Neither girl noticing the fact he was trying to sink like the titanic underneath the table.