Chapter 3: "The new boy"
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We are with my friends at the door of the institute again, next to our respective vehicles. Second day of high school there we go.
Grace is wearing black shorts, a white T-shirt and sandals. Laura has a torn jean shorts, a black T-shirt that says "black is my happy color" and white converse. Abril has a jean shorts, a black T-shirt and some black Vans. Denise has a jean, a white crop top and gray sneakers. And finally I have a torn jean, a gray T-shirt that says "pretty as fuck." and some black converse boots.
In that, we heard the noise of a beautiful motorcycle and a boy got off it, he had never seen it. I think I fell in love, the bike is clear. The boy is not ugly, we see him once he finishes taking off his helmet, he has black hair and his eyes don't look good but I think they are also black, or dark. He stares at us, as if he wants to know who we are just by looking, which he will not achieve unless he has mental powers, which he does not have because they do not exist so he will not achieve it.
I just smile at him and he smiles back. He seems to be a good boy, or at least nice, I don't know, he could not have smiled at me and went his way.
"Coming down from the moon" says my best friend as he carries me onto his shoulder.
"Get off me" I say hitting his back, although it seems that my blows only tickle him because all he does is laugh.
"First come down from your cloud, and oh look what a coincidence ... we already reached the class" he lowers me and pushes me inside.
"Late" says the old woman from physics, damn it, she hates me for years and I'm late today.
"Needless to say, I realized myself" I smile just as they hit me with the door in the middle of the back.
"Sorry" says the new guy, my best friend glares at him grabbing my arm, but he doesn't feel intimidated.
"Who you are?" asks the old woman, or the teacher, or rather old teacher who hates me since I met her.
"I'm Chad Blake and I'm new, good morning" he speaks with a smile.
"I have noticed, come in and sit down" I make the pretense of going to sit down as well but someone grabs my arm, and who is it? Yes, the old woman. As soon as she grabs my arm I take it out of one because no one grabs me like that, least of all her. "I did not tell you that you could sit down, Miss Harris and that goes for you too, Mr. Tanner".
"I did not tell you that you could sit down" I repeat what she says but making fun of her obviously, if she doesn't like me, it is also more than clear.
"What did you say?" asks the old woman and above old, we also add that she is deaf.
"I said I did not tell ..." Cameron covers my mouth with one hand and grabs my shoulder with the other.
"To principal's office, GO!" she shouts and we see our friends die laughing, damn lucky ones.
"Ok" I turn around and walk out of there with Cameron behind me also laughing.
"That was great" he hugs me from behind and kisses me on the neck, he knows that I love him doing that, it calms me down and I need to calm down because I'm hated and I can't stand anyone because of this damn teacher.
"I know I am great" I answer with an air of superiority while I smile comfortably with her simple presence.
As we go towards the direction, I already think that the director is going to want to kill us again, like every year, he secretly loves us, I know it. We have come to this school for as long as we can remember and the principal appreciates us but by sending us so many shits sometimes he wants to kill us, I see it in his eyes, I feel him on my knees.
On your knees? Is seriously?
Obviously, like when it rains, my knees start to hurt.
If you say it.
If I say it is true, it is my body and I feel what I feel. You cannot convince me otherwise.
Never.
Never of ever.
"What did you do now?" asks the director taking off his glasses and scratching his nose.
"Nothing" I answer him all innocently.
"If you had not done anything they would not be here it is clear, what did you do now?" I look at Cameron for him to explain, he has more lip than me.
"It happens that we were late for class and Sara wanted to go in because she likes to understand the topics so that later we pass the exams".
"Well, I don't believe them but let's let it pass for being the second day of school. The next time I see you around here, you are both going to be punished, did you hear me? Or do I have to repeat it again?"
"Loud and clear Mr. Director" I answer while my best friend just nods his head.
"Well, you can retire and try not to come here again at least until next week I ask you guys please, it is your last year" we smile and we go, we have to wait until the next class so we go to the patio to lay down on the grass until the doorbell rings
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