Today was a big day. Your first day of college. You're in a new continent and new country and with new people and a new environment from what you're used to. You're a freshman like everyone else

You walk into you history class at six am. You're the second one there besides the professor writing on the board with his expo marker. The other person in the room is a boy in his late teens, around nineteen. He's got dirty blonde hair with stunning hazel eyes. Since your new you don't know it's the Prince of England himself, Prince George, second in line for the throne after his father, Prince William

You, unknowning of his power and position take a seat next to him on the long row of seats with a long counter like desk that seats twenty people behind it. You quietly unpack your stuff taking out a neatly sharpened pencil, pieces of college lined paper, your laptop, and the textbook.

George on the other hand has a pencil, a single sheet of paper with his textbook and laptop open. He glances over at the only other student in the room, you, that's just sitting next to him so casually. Most people would be jump at the opportunity to take a picture or have an autograph made.

The course that you and the Prince and 98 other people are taking is a history course starting from the UK's founding to the current day taught by one of the most respected teachers but laid-back and awesome teachers on campus, Dr Allen B Collier, black hair and blue eyed man who was born in Germany but moved to Britain when he was 4. He's 26. He loves playing matchmaker with students.

Students start arriving and taking random seats. Some eat, some talk, some read the material, some try to get a few more minutes of sleep and some get organized and ready.

Everyone sits and Collier sits from writing on the board and introduces himself. He notices you and something piques his interest. He then looks to the right of you and sees Prince George. Something is already telling him today is going to be a interesting class and he's glad to be the professor.