THE BILLIONAIRE'S PHOENIX

No, no, no! This can't be happening to me today. I am going to be late and make very bad impression to my senior year teachers. I can't ruin my perfect three year attendance now. "NIXON, NIXON!" Jeez will it kill her to not shout? "I AM COMING, MOTHER!" I shouted right back. I tried to hurry up my morning routine. First I did fives stretches, then jogged for two minutes, then entered the shower. Taking the shampoo I started with my hair, washing it quickly then conditioned it with my apple scented conditioner. After rinsing my hair I lathered my body from face to feet then opened the water. It was very cold but I was used to it by now. Our matron, or as I prefer to call her: mother, said that hot water used a lot of electricity and being the great full boy that I am, I use cold water to help ease the bills. I rinsed up as quick as I could then stepped into my room to pick some clothes from my small closet. I chose my favorite pair of boxer shorts which had mickey mouse cartoons, jungle green chinos, a grey shirt, black hoodie which was slightly over size, black socks and black canvas shoes. I put them on as fast as I could knowing too well that mother would come banging on my door if I didn't get out soon. I couldn't resist giving myself a once over on the mirror I had on my closet door. I looked okay and that is fine with me as I didn't care much about my looks anyway. It's not like anyone would want me, my own parents dropped me off at the door step of this orphanage when I was merely a few days old. If they couldn't bring themselves to love me, who would? Mother says she does, but I know that's because it was her job to, she tells all the other kids she loves them too, so it's nothing special. "Nixon, I swear you take longer than all the girls I know to get ready." Brad said with amusement clear on his face. "How many girls do you know Brad, two?" Chad, his twin brother interjected. "at least I know some, you know zero" Brad answered and soon they were going back and forth again as they usually did. Ignoring them I slipped into the kitchen and found, all the other kids already having their breakfast. It seems today we are having oatmeal, no surprise there, it's what we normally have for breakfast every school day. "Good morning everyone" I greeted while pulling out a chair. I received a few responses while others were busy stuffing their faces. Before I could even settle down there was a loud horn to show the high school bus had arrived. Maaan! I hadn't even started my breakfast, now I am going to have a grumpy day because I didn't have breakfast. Picking up my school bag I called out to Brad and Chad who were goofing around in the living area and headed for the door. I was really not looking forward to going back to school but I was glad it was my senior year. Hopefully this year will be better than the past three years where I have had to deal with verbal abuse from most kids. I wear dark clothes to help me in not attracting any attention to myself but somehow the bullies always notice me. This school had zero tolerance against bullying and that was the only thing protecting me from physical abuse, even the verbal abuse was done with no witnesses. Over the years I have gotten used to it but still it hurts inside. I often wonder why they always picked on me when I never bothered anyone. Walking to the back of the bus, I chose a corner sit then plugged my earphones and listened to Hello, Spanish cover by Kevin and Karla. The bus moved and I closed my eyes to take a nap. "Hey freak, stop slobbering the seats with your drool."  Whoever spoke pushed me so hard I almost fell off. I woke up to see we, were already at school and everyone was getting off the bus, so I followed suit. Before I could even recollect myself I was smothered in a tight hug by my best friend Nicolette. " Geez babe, what have you been eating during summer, you are so fat!" I couldn't even reply as I was still held in that hug, my face on her boobs, I am going to suffocate if she didn't let me go soon. "Can't breath _" I tried to say while, struggling to make her release me. Finally I was free I took a big gulp of air while fanning myself with my hands. "Drama queen" "Seriously Nico, I couldn't breathe!" "My boobs aren't that big" She looked at me doing this, thing she, does with her face every time, she pretends to be hurt by my words, her lips quiver and her eyes fill with unshed tears, yet she calls me the drama queen. Still I played along. "Boo you have beautifully sized boobs." I took her hands then tried to look into her eyes but she, was taller than me so I had to crane my neck. "You are the sexiest person I know." At that she laughed out loud. This woman is crazy, I legit try to make her feel better in case I offended her and she laughs at me like a maniac. Just a, second ago she had tears in her eyes and now they were gone. "You are such a sucker Nixy" She continued to laugh. "Don't call me that, I am not eight anymore!" I tried to sound offended, though I didn't mind it one bit. "Nixy, Nixy, Nixy, Nixy _" she sang while skipping towards the school. I just shook my head, wondering for the millionth time if she had a few loose screws in her head. How does she even manage to skip in those high heels?