Our reality

It was 5th grade...It was a silent day. Everyone was dismissed for recess. It was a bright sunny day. But it didn't last very long.

A small class with teacher Mr's Calvery. Led the class outside.

All the kids scattered across the playground, ones on monkey bars, the others on slides. Few on a soccer field. And even a couple a basketball court. Seemed rather normal, like any other day.

But everything changed...

A small, shy boy in the corner of the playground. Was Alone, he was admiering the play ground from behind the trees. With a bucket of chalk in his grasp. He croutched down and began to create.

This young boy, was a boy named Jackson.

A boy whom was adopted into a loving, foster home. But believed was not a home. He had no friends, and slowly began loosing confidence.

But it didn't stop him from doing art. It was a way to releaf himself.

On the otherside of the playground, sat a group of kids. One whom seemed to be the center of attention. With a large amount of humor.

His name was Eric.

He was someone who loved making people laugh. But what he doesn't know is they only fancy him from his jokes. He knows they only like him because of it. But he doesn't want to admit it.

"You sure are funny," One lady laughed. Eric laughed with her.

"Hey Eric, I best you can't make that kid laugh in the corner." One joked. Eric turned to the otherside of the school. Seeing Jackson draw on the sidewalk.

"I bet I can!" He said with confidence. He stood up and walked proudly to the other boy.

"Hey." He said. Jackson tilt his head up. Face to face with Eric. (Whom by the way, was alittle bit taller then the blond)
Eric, began to stammer.

"I...er,..Se...duh." He said surprising. Jackson eye browes rose about his eyes.

"That a code?" He asked humorously. Eric frowned.

"Uhm...I got a joke for you.." He said.

"Humor me.." He said sarcasticly.

Eric rocked back and forth on his feet.

"Uhm kay.." He began. "Okay, why the chicken cross the-"

"To prove he was a chicken.." He interrupted. Eric scoffed.

"Yeah I heard this one a million times.." He said more annoyed. And went back to his drawing. Eric turned to his friends in the back, who was waiting for the laughter to come out of that boy.

"Uh okay." He said. "How about. What did the Skeleton order in a resteraunt?" He asked.

Jackson stood back up.

"Ribs?" He asked.

Eric laughed nervously. "Heh, hehheh!" He yelled. "You've herd that one too?"
Jackson nodded. With his arms crossed impatiently. "You know for someone so popular you don't tell very good jokes." He said clearly. Eric let out another scoff, and stamped back to his friends.

"I didn't hear any laughter.." One said. They all began to giggle.

"It's not my fault!" Eric cried. "He's hear them all.."

His friend, (Malahe) Turned away looking toward Jackson.

"I'm not surprised you didn't make him laugh Eric." She said. "That's Jackson."
Eric shrugged.

"So?" He asked. "What's so great about him?"

"Jackson is the anti-social type." She said. "You know, the kinda guy who is troubled. Who kinda hates to talk to others."
Eric turned away from them, watching the older kid making his master piece.

"Well then, why is he here?" He asked.

"I heard he was adopted...And he lived in a cave.." One said. A little girl slapped him.

"He lives in Foster home stupid.." She laughed. Eric (Whom wasn't paying attention) Stayed turned away. Focusing on the troubled child.

"Jackson huh..?" He asked amused.

"Hey Malahe."

"Yeah?" She replied.

"I bet I can make Jackson laugh by the end of the day." He said with his arms crossed. They all laughed at the pityfull fool.

"And what happens if you don't?" She asked.

"I will..Um..." He turned to the trash cans. Just then, an idea popped in his head.

"You will dunk me with 20 pounds of garbage." He said.

Malahe had a sly look. She smirked and grabbed hold of his hand.

"It's a deal." She said with a shake. And released.

"The end of the day Eric." She said with her finger pointed up his throat. Eric nodded. The three children left the scene, with a deep breath, Eric walked toward Jackson, whom immediantly stood up.

"More jokes?" He asked. Sounding more amused.

"Actually.." He began. "I was wondering if you would want to eat lunch with me?" He asked.

Jackson chuckled. "Um..That's okay..." He said. As he turned away. Eric twirled him back around.
"Come on man." He said. "I just wanna get to know you.."

"I said no." He said harshly. And turned his back away from the little weirdo. And headed inside. Eric stood in an awkward pose.

This is gonna be harder then I thought...

End of first chapter