The New Kid
*Blam!*
-That bullet went right past my ear…. Why does this shit keep happening to me?
* Roughly an hour and a half ago*
A boy, quite young, steps into a club. He looks like the most average, horny, young person on the planet. His most abnormal feature in the predominantly Caucasian crowd is his brown skin. Other than that, he looks quite unremarkable. He goes up to the bar in the club and sits down next to a pale girl.
-A drink for the lady, and a club soda for me.
-So you want to get me drunk and not get drunk yourself? That's not very gentlemanly.
-Oh no, I didn't say you were the lady did I?
The girl looks to the boys other side.
-Than who is the lady?
- Can't you recognize her? She's Maria Sharapova!
The girl gives him a quizzical look.
-I'm kidding! I'm not a nutcase, honest.
- So do you always flirt by letting the girl see your imaginary girlfriend?
- She's not my girlfriend, love. We are only friends.
- "Love"? What are you British ?
- Least you didn't call me an aussie.
- Than which country?
- An exotic country of which I'm prince of, Bangladesh.
- Oh really. How overly impressive.
- It is isn't it?
The bartender gives them the drinks.
- Here are the drinks I was supposed to make you drunk with m'lady.
- And there is the club soda a certain sissy was supposed to drink.
- Aww that huwt my feewings.
- We've been exchanging words with each other so long, yet I do not even know your name my fair prince.
The boy sarcastically quips,
- Hey! I am not white. It offends me.
- Don't change the subject.
- My name is Navid. And don't google it, you will not find a Bangladeshi prince named that.
- I kind of thought so.
- Don't change the subject.
- Ha! Funny.
- No, seriously, what is your name?
The gothic, Asian girl smiles at the boy.
- Names Nico. Nico Minoru.
A/N: How was the first chapter? A bit lacking in the butt kicking level? Don't worry. We'll get to that in the next chapter.