Chapter 1: Scolding and a friendship
Here I was at a new school in a new town; it came as quickly as it would go. I knew before the year was over I would be kicked out or something happens, and I hoped to make things right with myself. I was here at the front gates of Bullworth Academy, ready to take on the world if I had to. I walked through the front gates of the school to a giant, just a tiny bit taller, and obviously by the looks of it, he wasn't very bright.
"You! Name now new kid!" He said in broken English. "Just call me Anubis." I said plainly. "You new kid number one now! Go see Jimmy over at steps!" He said as I followed his instructions. I wasn't outright afraid of him, but I knew if he was the biggest and worst to fight, whoever Jimmy was is probably a lot bigger. I went to the steps were a large crowd was, it looks like the kid might be a jock with this many people around him. I walked toward the crowd and they parted like the red sea almost as if I was being sentence to death. I soon realized this boy was not very big, muscular, or even had the undertone of a jock. He looked like some regular ole kid. He had a buzz cut, blue vest over a popped collared shirt, slacks, and a pair of white tennis shoes.
He stood up from the steps and he was definitely shorter than I expected. I towered over him despite the fact I knew the big guy not far back would probably do something. "And what do they call you my friend?" He asked. "Just call me Anubis." I said sneering at him. "I'm Hopkins, Jimmy Hopkins. If anyone of you punks wants a fight I'll be happy to show you who is boss around here!" I only chuckled and I felt a brief punch to the gut. He let us on by as the crowd of kids laughed at the not so humiliating punch he gave me. He must have given these people some reason to fear him, or not to hate him and just deal with his harassment. "The nerve on that kid!"
A kid came up next to me walking as I could sense another join my other side. The one that talked had black hair that had a fringe in front of his eye, he was Caucasian, and slender. His friend had a bowl haircut, pale, and was a little short, but just as slender as the other. "Who are you?" I asked the dark haired boy. "Sorry. I'm Anthony Padilla that is my best friend Ian Hecox." Ian gave me an awkward wave. "Anubis. Yeah the kid is small, doesn't pack much a punch despite the fact he seems to control shit." I said jokingly. "He is kind of a dick isn't he?" Ian asked. I nodded in agreement. We went to get our schedules and pick out our dorky uniforms. I really don't care about dress code violations, so I picked out whatever was there in my large size, which was nothing but a football jersey, dark slacks, and I just wore my motorcycle boots I had received as a gift.
It was an odd mix but nobody cared much to bother looking. Ian, Anthony, and I realized we had the same classes throughout most of our days so we decided to partner up if we ever had to do something together. Our first class was Chemistry with Dr. Watts. He was the typical mad scientist you really wish would blow something up before your very eyes. He seemed a little too spunky for his age, and despite this says he has been on a date with the hot cook in the kitchen. The lunch bell soon rang and us boys went to the cafeteria to see this hot lady. She was not what we expected at all, gross, fat, and she defiled the lunch policy. We also saw many cliques seated around the entire room; the typical ones we saw were jocks and nerds. There was also Preppies, and for some strange reason greasers.
I admired the greaser culture and wished for some way to talk to them. There had to be some sign up process for these kinds of things, but I decided to skip it and walk out with the two new friends I made. I looked back at the group of greasers as I soon realized the most menacing one was looking at me. He looked like the jealous type since he was holding his arm candy closer to him and he snuck a kiss before I rounded the corner.