Chapter 1-Psychological Therapy
Ralph was sitting down in one of the chairs inside an office where he was waiting for someone who was about to speak to him. While he was all by himself (as usual), Ralph thought about his life as a high school student which was a bit depressing and was soon going to be talked about. A few minutes later, an adult man came in the room and sat down behind his desk. He was dressed professionally and acted well-mannered.
"Welcome to my office." The man greeted "My name's Clyde Donaldson, you can refer to me by my first name if you're more comfortable with that."
"Thanks." Ralph replied.
"Alright, why don't we start with telling me a bit about you?" Clyde continued "State your name. By that, I mean your full name."
"Ralph Dashiell Smith." Ralph answered.
"Tell me about yourself." Clyde requested "What are you like?"
"Well, I'm seven feet tall, and I weigh 425 pounds." Ralph explained "I'm 15 years old, and my birthday is on November 2nd."
"Wow, you are much heavier and taller than the average high school teenager." Clyde commented.
"Why am I even here?" Ralph asked.
"You are here because your behaviour aspects are in question." Clyde answered "Earlier today, you have punched one of the students here into a locker."
"It was in self-defence!" Ralph replied angrily "Him and his gang pushed me down to the ground while insulting me."
"For that kind of reaction, it deserves some kind of psychological examination." Clyde answered back.
"How long have you been a school counselor?" Ralph curiously asked.
"30 years." Clyde answered "But back to you, why don't you tell me about your home life. What are your parents like?"
"They're dead." Ralph replied "They been dead ever since I was a little kid."
"Then, who do you live with?" Clyde asked "Who takes care of you?"
"I live with my uncle, he's Gene Smith, and he's the mayor of this town." Ralph answered.
"The man's got a good image." Clyde commented.
"But given his outrageous conceit, he's surprisingly loathing and ruthless." Ralph commented in reply "Most notably towards me."
"Why does your uncle dislike you?" Clyde continued asking.
"My passion bubble is a bit over-the-top, if you know what I mean." Ralph answered "My uncle Gene thinks I'm too much to handle. I'm a bit clumsy and badly co-ordinated, often being prone to break things. Most of the time it's by accident, and other times it's by my failed attempts at doing common tasks. Gene always ostracizes me for it. I got to tell you, my large size and strength, which runs in some members of my family, most commonly with my parents, is actually a curse."
"I guess that would explain your attire." Clyde commented.
Clyde had soon noticed the way Ralph was dressed. One of the overalls of his pants was missing a button, his shirt was a bit torn up, plus he didn't have any shoes on his feet.
"What is it like being in your household?" Clyde asked.
"Every day, it's the same." Ralph answered "I come home, and then two hours later Gene comes home. Gene is always the one controlling the television, the stereo, and the phone. No matter what I do, Gene always has to complain about me, whether or not it's my needs or abilities."
"Basically, what you're saying is that your uncle sees you as kind of a burden." Clyde assumed "Is he like this with other members of your family?"
"The only person that Gene treated with such disgust was my father." Ralph explained "My dad would often tell me how Gene and he would almost never get along. Sometimes, I wonder why he would choose to leave me with him. It probably has something to do with the fact that my uncle is one of the most accomplished in my family."
"Family is a strange thing." Clyde commented "But Ralph, are you content with the way you are?"
"Not really, because the inside of my home can feel small compared to my size, even the bed that I sleep on." Ralph described "It's uncomfortable, but I'm actually fine. I'm good with it. However, school wise, people look at me and usually see me as either frightening or strange. I'm usually the one standing all by myself seeing many students being congratulated for their set of skills and accomplishments. Sometimes I think to myself what purpose I could have being here and being this way."
"That was surprisingly personal." Clyde commented "But on a serious note, Ralph, I believe that you need to start appreciating who you are as a person and find your place. Anyway, our time is done here. I guess I'll see you next week, Ralph."
"Do I have to?" Ralph complained.
"Yes, you do." Clyde replied in a whispering tone.
Ralph and Clyde left the office, and as they walked through the hallways, a teenage girl came by holding a notebook and a sheet of paper who also coming from the principal's office. Clyde had then greeted the girl as she was walking towards them."
"So, have you got your schedule ready for you?" Clyde asked.
"Yes, Mr. Donaldson, and thanks for your help." She had greeted in reply.
"Ralph, I'd like you to meet our newest student here." Clyde explained to Ralph "Her name is Vanellope von Schweetz."
Ralph took a first look at Vanellope. Her height was at 5'2", and was wearing her typical black skirt, rainbow leggings, black shoes, a green sweater, and a bow in her hair shaped like licorice. She was also much lighter than Ralph.
"It's nice to meet you, Vanellope." Ralph greeted as he held out his right hand.
"It's a pleasure to meet you, Ralph." Vanellope replied as she shook it with her own hand.
"Ralph, I thought it would be good for you to show Vanellope around the school." Clyde suggested.
"Do I have to?" Ralph asked in a grumpy tone.
"Yes, you do." Clyde whispered to Ralph "It will let you off the hook."
"Alright, come on, this way." Ralph said to Vanellope.
Ralph and Vanellope then walked together through the school hallways as Ralph was about to show Vanellope around the school.