A few notes before you begin reading. This is based on an idea I had while reading Harry Potter and the Prisoner of Azkaban for the twelfth time. Seeing as this is based in Australia rather than Britain, I've had to redo just about everyone's names. So, me being the unoriginal sod that I am, I took names of some people I actually know. So if you recognise two or more names, chances are you would know me. For those who are unaware of the Australian school system, here we go. At four, one would go to kindergarten, at five one would begin to attend Primary school. Primary school is divided into seven 'grades' those are as follows, prep, 1, 2, 3, 4, 5 and 6. After finishing grade six one would either go to a high school, college, or a secondary college. Although secondary institutions go by three different names, there are no differences between them. Now, 'grades' are referred to as 'years' and playtime is now known as recess. In Secondary education, there are six years, 7, 8, 9, 10, 11 and 12. After that, one could choose to attend University, commonly referred to in Australia as a Uni. Now that we have that settled, let's get on with the story.
CHAPTER ONE: A DAY IN THE LIFE OF
"Get back here camel face!" Kamil Suwara was running as fast as his short legs could take him. Although everyone else in his grade was at least head and shoulders taller than him, he could still run fast, especially when Andrew Graham's gang was feeling in the mood for a wrestling match. Kamil jumped a bin and rounded a corner, after been chased by the same gang for no less then six years, he had discovered just about every hiding place that was to be found in Boronia West Primary School, unfortunately, so had they. He quickly looked to the right, and to the left. With no where left to go, he quickly turned right and bounded up the stairs into the main corridor, although it was out of bounds. The idea of writing out the twelve times tables on black board after school was much more appealing than being given some wild wrestling manoeuvre by three different people. Kamil supposed that he could stand up to them, but the problem was that Andrew, who was the leader of the gang, didn't need to fight at all. All he had to do was point his finger and either Sina, who was easily the most tanked up human being Kamil had ever seen. Or Scott, who was easily the widest human being Kamil had ever seen, would pounce him. Or maybe, both would jump him at the same time. Kamil knew very well why that gang had been tormenting him all these years. When he first came to this school, in grade one. Andrew believed that he was the king of the school. After finding out Kamil had to stay down in prep (which was not Kamil's fault at all, he had stopped talking after his mother left), he used this as a weapon to throw slurs at him. The strange thing was that after he felt that Andrew had gone too far, he tried closing his eyes and counting to ten. But by the time he had finished, he found Andrew with his chair smashed, hanging off the fan by his legs or only being able to insult himself. After this had happened a few times, Andrew, and his gang, went to wrestling him, unfortunately, he found that there was nothing to stop them from doing that.
Kamil crept silently through the corridor, checking each room to see if it was occupied before he passed it. As he neared the centre of the corridor, he began to ease up. Believing himself to be home free. Suddenly, from another entrance, Sina popped into sight, mere twenty paces from where he standing. He quickly turned around as if to run but there, standing right behind him, was Andrew and Scott. Andrew grinned and before Kamil could do so much as gasp, Andrew grabbed his arms and pinned them behind his back. Kamil tried to struggle "Let go!" But to know avail. As he stared in horror, Both Scott and Sina were getting ready to run at him from different directions, they were going to crush him! As they ran nearer, he tightly closed his eyes, but unable to do that, he opened them again. But this time, things were different, he was holding Andrews arms. Kamil didn't know how but somehow, they had swapped positions! Andrew was only able to yell out a small "No!" before he was sandwiched between the two heavy weights. Kamil allowed himself to step back, Scott and Sina stood up and looked puzzled at the wheezing heap on the floor. Kamil let out a sigh of relief and turned to leave. "Kamil! Scott! Sina!" Kamil's heart dropped as Miss Chambers' (the principal) voice boomed through out the corridor. She walked to the body on the floor and helped him to his feet. "Alright there dear?" Andrew managed a low moan and slowly nodded, still wheezing. Miss Chambers glared at the other three. "You'd better give me a good explanation or I'll be forced to take drastic measures!" Kamil, being used to making explanations, was the first to speak up. "It's definitely not what it looks like miss, if you ask Andrew, I'm sure he could explain." Kamil said this with the affirmation that Andrew could not say anything against his two cronies. They all looked expectantly at Andrew, he cleared his throat and said with the most down trodden voice he could muster. "I was on my way to the toilet *cough* when Kamil came up behind me, grabbed my arms and these two ran at me." The three boys stared at Andrew with horror. Miss chambers glared at them menacingly. "That and what I saw, is proof enough for me."
The three boys marched along in a sort of horrified silence as Andrew coughed and wheezed his way to the sickbay, Kamil turned, managing to see Andrew shoot him a nasty grin, before the three were steered down another corridor. Miss Chambers frog marched the three of them towards her office, saying things like "of all the things." And "Bullying, in my very own school!" So, in a sullen silence they sat there, outside the Principals office, for what seemed like ages. At one point Sina turned to Kamil and asked. "How did you do that?" Kamil knew that even if he did tell the truth they would never believe him, so instead he said this. "It was a trick I learnt from my dad, I twisted his wrist so that he let go, and I spun him around so that he was standing where I was." Sina looked at him with a respectful glint in his eye and said in an approving tone, "Cool." "I can't believe he did that though!" Said Scott, breaking the ice. "Of all the times we took the blame for him, he dobbed us in like the filthy wimp that he is." All at once they began calling Andrew all the different names they had accumulated over the years, until they had fallen in a heap on the floor with laughter. At this Miss Chambers came out and gave them a grave look, which made them sit back on the bench, suppressing giggles, the point is that by half an hours time, the three had become firm best friends.
Unfortunately, Kamil's good mood did not last very long. One by one, they were called into the office. First was Sina and to Kamil's horror his parents came in too. After they had left, with Sina's parents yelling at him all the way down the hall, Scott was next, then his parents. To say that his dad hated him would be a down right lie. But they sometimes did seem to punish him rather harshly. It seemed to Kamil that his dad over excessively used his belt. One time, last year, Kamil received a letter home from school, saying that he had stolen the receptionist's glasses ("I didn't steal them! They just disappeared!"). He later supposed he wouldn't have been punished so harshly if he hadn't said they'd disappeared. He was given the leather strap once for each word that was on the letter. Luckily for him, half way through it, his dad got tired and sent to his room, which was just fine by Kamil. The problem was that strange things always seemed to happen to him. At one point his four year older brother and his friends, had grabbed him while he was asleep and sprayed his hair full of bright pink colouring, then used some gel to lock in the colour. Kamil had spent the entire Sunday dreading the upcoming Monday, wondering what else Andrew could do to torment him. But, to his families surprise as much as his, he awoke the next day, with his hair back to it's usual blonde.
"Kamil. Your turn." Kamil slowly stood up and grimly walked into the office. As he came in, Miss Chambers picked up the phone and pointed at a seat. "Yes, Mr Suwara... something has come up at school... it's about Kamil... no, he is not hurt, quite the opposite in fact... yes, principals office... yes, he can come too... see you in about five minutes." Miss Chambers calmly put down the hand set and glared menacingly at Kamil. "Your older brother, Peter will be coming too, I believe he once came to this school?" Kamil, reaching with his last shred of dignity to muster a calm voice. "Yes, h-he is four years older than me, he g-goes to high school now. My younger sister is coming to school next year too." It was true that Kamil's mother left when he was very young, the thing about dad (John was his name) was that he could never keep a wife. The first one he had proposed to after several dates, if Kamil's memory served well, her name was Julie, the outcome was Peter. When he was two, she died in a car accident. The second one he met at the train station, two years later. She looked almost exactly like Julie that dad absolutely had to talk to her. They ended up hitting it off well and dad proposed to her after the first date. Her name was Silenya and she stuck around long enough to name him Kamil. Number three came eight years later, her name was Sarah. Out popped Joanne and she decreed that she couldn't bear working with someone who was the father of her child, so she ran off, leaving dad to care for the three of us. "How old is she?" "Four miss." The family of three, Peter was sixteen, Kamil was twelve and Joanne was four.
The five minutes that followed were the longest five minutes Kamil had ever experienced. After what seemed an eternity, the door opened and an old man with a moustache, accompanied by a sixteen year old boy with dark hair, entered. They sat down and nervously glanced from Kamil to Miss Chambers and back again. "Mr Suwara, I will put this to you simply. Kamil has been caught, by me I might add, bullying in the school yard." Both John and Peter gasped and looked over at Kamil. "Are you sure?" inquired John, with his thick Polish accent. "I know Kamil, and he wouldn't harm a fly." "I saw Kamil, holding Andrew Graham's arms behind his back while Sina Gibson and Scott Warren ran at him from either side." Kamil knew that the truth was futile, so he tried making things up as fast as he could. "He keeps picking on me!" "Really?" inquired Miss Chambers. "Why haven't you reported this to me before then?" Kamil glanced from his father to Miss Chambers. "Well, firstly he would pick on me more. And secondly, you wouldn't have done much about it anyway." Miss Chambers glared at Kamil menacingly, her lips were pursed so tightly that they were barely visible. She looked down at what Kamil realised was his personal record. "It seems that this isn't your first incidint." She said with a calm voice that told Kamil she had another weapon up her sleeve. "I understand that last year you stole Julia's glasses, and in grade two, you smashed a chair, while someone was sitting on it." At this Peter and John stared at Kamil. This one, they had not heard of. "I never smashed that chair!" Kamil yelled indignintly, he was now standing, glaring at Miss Chambers with all of his hatred. Miss Chambers calmly looked up into his eyes. "I suppose it smashed itself, just like magic?" "No!" Kamil was getting red in the face. "Andrew smashed it, and said it was me." "Kamil, that class was full of students, why do you think they all told the teacher that you smashed it?" "Because everyone likes Andrew!" Kamil said, lowering his voice, and looking down at his feet. "And nobody likes me." Kamil sat back down, looking at his hands. "I see," Was all that Miss Chambers could say, her voice strongly portraying the fact that she didn't believe a single word of it. "For bullying, I will give you a two day suspension, effective of tomorrow." Kamil, John and Peter stood and walked out the door while Miss Chambers scribbled notes on a sheet of paper.
It was a sad crew that drove home threw the rain. Peter, being the perfect example of student that he was, couldn't believe that his own brother would bully another student. Kamil was silently waiting his father's verdict on the subject while John seemed to be mulling things over in his head. As they pulled up outside the white house that was number twelve Tormore road, John turned to Kamil and said this. "Just tell me one thing Kamil, are everyone of your teachers that bitchy?" At this, Kamil had to laugh. He realised that the next two days weren't going to be that bad, and he realised as he got out of the car, that it was just another day in the life of Kamil Suwara.
Authors Notes
O.K, that was the first chapter of Kamil Suwara and the Orb of Ultimate Power. I know that nothing much has happened but trust me, things will start happening next chapter, if there are any questions, just leave them in a review or e-mail me.
CHAPTER ONE: A DAY IN THE LIFE OF
"Get back here camel face!" Kamil Suwara was running as fast as his short legs could take him. Although everyone else in his grade was at least head and shoulders taller than him, he could still run fast, especially when Andrew Graham's gang was feeling in the mood for a wrestling match. Kamil jumped a bin and rounded a corner, after been chased by the same gang for no less then six years, he had discovered just about every hiding place that was to be found in Boronia West Primary School, unfortunately, so had they. He quickly looked to the right, and to the left. With no where left to go, he quickly turned right and bounded up the stairs into the main corridor, although it was out of bounds. The idea of writing out the twelve times tables on black board after school was much more appealing than being given some wild wrestling manoeuvre by three different people. Kamil supposed that he could stand up to them, but the problem was that Andrew, who was the leader of the gang, didn't need to fight at all. All he had to do was point his finger and either Sina, who was easily the most tanked up human being Kamil had ever seen. Or Scott, who was easily the widest human being Kamil had ever seen, would pounce him. Or maybe, both would jump him at the same time. Kamil knew very well why that gang had been tormenting him all these years. When he first came to this school, in grade one. Andrew believed that he was the king of the school. After finding out Kamil had to stay down in prep (which was not Kamil's fault at all, he had stopped talking after his mother left), he used this as a weapon to throw slurs at him. The strange thing was that after he felt that Andrew had gone too far, he tried closing his eyes and counting to ten. But by the time he had finished, he found Andrew with his chair smashed, hanging off the fan by his legs or only being able to insult himself. After this had happened a few times, Andrew, and his gang, went to wrestling him, unfortunately, he found that there was nothing to stop them from doing that.
Kamil crept silently through the corridor, checking each room to see if it was occupied before he passed it. As he neared the centre of the corridor, he began to ease up. Believing himself to be home free. Suddenly, from another entrance, Sina popped into sight, mere twenty paces from where he standing. He quickly turned around as if to run but there, standing right behind him, was Andrew and Scott. Andrew grinned and before Kamil could do so much as gasp, Andrew grabbed his arms and pinned them behind his back. Kamil tried to struggle "Let go!" But to know avail. As he stared in horror, Both Scott and Sina were getting ready to run at him from different directions, they were going to crush him! As they ran nearer, he tightly closed his eyes, but unable to do that, he opened them again. But this time, things were different, he was holding Andrews arms. Kamil didn't know how but somehow, they had swapped positions! Andrew was only able to yell out a small "No!" before he was sandwiched between the two heavy weights. Kamil allowed himself to step back, Scott and Sina stood up and looked puzzled at the wheezing heap on the floor. Kamil let out a sigh of relief and turned to leave. "Kamil! Scott! Sina!" Kamil's heart dropped as Miss Chambers' (the principal) voice boomed through out the corridor. She walked to the body on the floor and helped him to his feet. "Alright there dear?" Andrew managed a low moan and slowly nodded, still wheezing. Miss Chambers glared at the other three. "You'd better give me a good explanation or I'll be forced to take drastic measures!" Kamil, being used to making explanations, was the first to speak up. "It's definitely not what it looks like miss, if you ask Andrew, I'm sure he could explain." Kamil said this with the affirmation that Andrew could not say anything against his two cronies. They all looked expectantly at Andrew, he cleared his throat and said with the most down trodden voice he could muster. "I was on my way to the toilet *cough* when Kamil came up behind me, grabbed my arms and these two ran at me." The three boys stared at Andrew with horror. Miss chambers glared at them menacingly. "That and what I saw, is proof enough for me."
The three boys marched along in a sort of horrified silence as Andrew coughed and wheezed his way to the sickbay, Kamil turned, managing to see Andrew shoot him a nasty grin, before the three were steered down another corridor. Miss Chambers frog marched the three of them towards her office, saying things like "of all the things." And "Bullying, in my very own school!" So, in a sullen silence they sat there, outside the Principals office, for what seemed like ages. At one point Sina turned to Kamil and asked. "How did you do that?" Kamil knew that even if he did tell the truth they would never believe him, so instead he said this. "It was a trick I learnt from my dad, I twisted his wrist so that he let go, and I spun him around so that he was standing where I was." Sina looked at him with a respectful glint in his eye and said in an approving tone, "Cool." "I can't believe he did that though!" Said Scott, breaking the ice. "Of all the times we took the blame for him, he dobbed us in like the filthy wimp that he is." All at once they began calling Andrew all the different names they had accumulated over the years, until they had fallen in a heap on the floor with laughter. At this Miss Chambers came out and gave them a grave look, which made them sit back on the bench, suppressing giggles, the point is that by half an hours time, the three had become firm best friends.
Unfortunately, Kamil's good mood did not last very long. One by one, they were called into the office. First was Sina and to Kamil's horror his parents came in too. After they had left, with Sina's parents yelling at him all the way down the hall, Scott was next, then his parents. To say that his dad hated him would be a down right lie. But they sometimes did seem to punish him rather harshly. It seemed to Kamil that his dad over excessively used his belt. One time, last year, Kamil received a letter home from school, saying that he had stolen the receptionist's glasses ("I didn't steal them! They just disappeared!"). He later supposed he wouldn't have been punished so harshly if he hadn't said they'd disappeared. He was given the leather strap once for each word that was on the letter. Luckily for him, half way through it, his dad got tired and sent to his room, which was just fine by Kamil. The problem was that strange things always seemed to happen to him. At one point his four year older brother and his friends, had grabbed him while he was asleep and sprayed his hair full of bright pink colouring, then used some gel to lock in the colour. Kamil had spent the entire Sunday dreading the upcoming Monday, wondering what else Andrew could do to torment him. But, to his families surprise as much as his, he awoke the next day, with his hair back to it's usual blonde.
"Kamil. Your turn." Kamil slowly stood up and grimly walked into the office. As he came in, Miss Chambers picked up the phone and pointed at a seat. "Yes, Mr Suwara... something has come up at school... it's about Kamil... no, he is not hurt, quite the opposite in fact... yes, principals office... yes, he can come too... see you in about five minutes." Miss Chambers calmly put down the hand set and glared menacingly at Kamil. "Your older brother, Peter will be coming too, I believe he once came to this school?" Kamil, reaching with his last shred of dignity to muster a calm voice. "Yes, h-he is four years older than me, he g-goes to high school now. My younger sister is coming to school next year too." It was true that Kamil's mother left when he was very young, the thing about dad (John was his name) was that he could never keep a wife. The first one he had proposed to after several dates, if Kamil's memory served well, her name was Julie, the outcome was Peter. When he was two, she died in a car accident. The second one he met at the train station, two years later. She looked almost exactly like Julie that dad absolutely had to talk to her. They ended up hitting it off well and dad proposed to her after the first date. Her name was Silenya and she stuck around long enough to name him Kamil. Number three came eight years later, her name was Sarah. Out popped Joanne and she decreed that she couldn't bear working with someone who was the father of her child, so she ran off, leaving dad to care for the three of us. "How old is she?" "Four miss." The family of three, Peter was sixteen, Kamil was twelve and Joanne was four.
The five minutes that followed were the longest five minutes Kamil had ever experienced. After what seemed an eternity, the door opened and an old man with a moustache, accompanied by a sixteen year old boy with dark hair, entered. They sat down and nervously glanced from Kamil to Miss Chambers and back again. "Mr Suwara, I will put this to you simply. Kamil has been caught, by me I might add, bullying in the school yard." Both John and Peter gasped and looked over at Kamil. "Are you sure?" inquired John, with his thick Polish accent. "I know Kamil, and he wouldn't harm a fly." "I saw Kamil, holding Andrew Graham's arms behind his back while Sina Gibson and Scott Warren ran at him from either side." Kamil knew that the truth was futile, so he tried making things up as fast as he could. "He keeps picking on me!" "Really?" inquired Miss Chambers. "Why haven't you reported this to me before then?" Kamil glanced from his father to Miss Chambers. "Well, firstly he would pick on me more. And secondly, you wouldn't have done much about it anyway." Miss Chambers glared at Kamil menacingly, her lips were pursed so tightly that they were barely visible. She looked down at what Kamil realised was his personal record. "It seems that this isn't your first incidint." She said with a calm voice that told Kamil she had another weapon up her sleeve. "I understand that last year you stole Julia's glasses, and in grade two, you smashed a chair, while someone was sitting on it." At this Peter and John stared at Kamil. This one, they had not heard of. "I never smashed that chair!" Kamil yelled indignintly, he was now standing, glaring at Miss Chambers with all of his hatred. Miss Chambers calmly looked up into his eyes. "I suppose it smashed itself, just like magic?" "No!" Kamil was getting red in the face. "Andrew smashed it, and said it was me." "Kamil, that class was full of students, why do you think they all told the teacher that you smashed it?" "Because everyone likes Andrew!" Kamil said, lowering his voice, and looking down at his feet. "And nobody likes me." Kamil sat back down, looking at his hands. "I see," Was all that Miss Chambers could say, her voice strongly portraying the fact that she didn't believe a single word of it. "For bullying, I will give you a two day suspension, effective of tomorrow." Kamil, John and Peter stood and walked out the door while Miss Chambers scribbled notes on a sheet of paper.
It was a sad crew that drove home threw the rain. Peter, being the perfect example of student that he was, couldn't believe that his own brother would bully another student. Kamil was silently waiting his father's verdict on the subject while John seemed to be mulling things over in his head. As they pulled up outside the white house that was number twelve Tormore road, John turned to Kamil and said this. "Just tell me one thing Kamil, are everyone of your teachers that bitchy?" At this, Kamil had to laugh. He realised that the next two days weren't going to be that bad, and he realised as he got out of the car, that it was just another day in the life of Kamil Suwara.
Authors Notes
O.K, that was the first chapter of Kamil Suwara and the Orb of Ultimate Power. I know that nothing much has happened but trust me, things will start happening next chapter, if there are any questions, just leave them in a review or e-mail me.