Desmond's POV

We walk into class and sit down. I keep looking over at them, then at the teacher. He's looking at us suspiciously until he receives a note about the assassins in his class.

But he doesn't know they're assassins.

This is going to go well.

"Today we have four new exchange students who have come here with Desmond! Please come to the front you four and state your names," the teacher says, gesturing to the four assassins.

"Don't mention your profession," I whisper as they walk to the front of the class.

Altaïr steps forward first.

"Hello. My name is Altaïr Ibn-La'Ahad. I'm from Syria," he says. He looks at me and I nod in approval.

"Hello. My name is Ezio Auditore de Firenze. I'm from Italy."

"My name is Edward Kenway. I'm from Britain."

"My name is Connor Kenway. I'm from America, but not New York."

The assassins sit down and I grin.

"You did well! I'm proud of you."

"Thank you," Ezio says.

"Alright, now that that's done, let's get on with our lesson. Today we'll be starting a new lesson on the 12th and 13th century," the teacher says.

Wow, it must be "let's screw with Desmond" day.

The assassins look at me with excitement and I pinch the bridge of my nose.

"I swear, if you say anything I will kill you," I whisper. Ezio frowns and leans back in his chair while Altaïr groans.

"This will be such a long session of learning if we know everything but can't say anything," Edward says.

"It's called a class, and yes, it will be long, but you aren't going to blow your cover," I whisper harshly.

"Desmond, please stop talking," the teacher says. I sit upright and stare at the board, praying that the assassins will shut their mouths for once.

A/N: I'm sorry if I messed it up by saying that Connor and Edward are British. That's what I found on the Assassins Creed Wiki (where I looked because I'm a novice). If I did mess it up, tell me and I'll edit the chapter later. Peace!