Rated M for violence, blood, language and possible sexual content
The class was a total commotion before the teacher entered the room, students were chatting, passing notes, texting friends or anything really. Liz, Gordo and Miranda sat in the back of the room, planning their three day weekend. The trio were seniors now, and they were loving it. After a few minutes, the teacher entered the room, quieting everyone down.
"Alright everyone" he began in his usual loud and cheerful voice "Before we start we've got a new student joining us…lets welcome Donovan Kade"
A tall, thin, white student strolled into the room. He stood there with black sunglasses, black slacks, a gray T-Shirt, black combat boots, and a dark trench coat that went to his ankles. His greasy brown hair was stood upright in a spike style, it was short…probably barley a half inch…
He gazed out at the glass from behind his dark glasses…he could read their expressions. He could already tell he was un-popular, none of the girls seemed too interested in him, he knew he certainly wasn't gonna be voted "cutest in the yearbook" He also read the guys, they assumed he was just some scrawny weakling…he knew this year was gonna be a hard one. He wasn't the jock, he wasn't the hottie, or any of those other stereotype labels…he was himself, and if people didn't like it…tough.
"Why don't you tell us something about yourself Don" the teacher said
Donovan couldn't believe his ears…what was this, elementary school…he sighed out loud
"Well I can't say much bout myself…I graduated three firearm classes, four knife combat classes and three un-armed combat classes…" he said, trying to find some sort of fact…he was secretly hoping the others would think that was cool…it only seemed to work on three or four students…
"Well that's um…interesting, why don't you go take a seat anywhere" the teacher said, attempting to sound nice. It was clear he wasn't though, there was only one seat…way in the back
He strolled across the room to the desk, his heavy boots seemed to echo throughout the entire room in sort of a daunting manner. He spun and threw himself in the desk. Liz was right in front of him, Miranda to the front left, and Gordo to the seat directly to the left.
The teacher continued with the lecture, Donovan paid no little attention…he just kinda hung back until the bell rang and released them to lunch…
The trio met at their usual table for lunch…the topic was obvious…Mr. Kade…Donovan Kade…the strange new guy
"So what do you guys think huh" Gordo asked
"Well he's definitely not on my Friday night date list" Miranda shot at him
"Geez calm down, the guys not that bad" Lizzie commented
"Oh so you're gonna be going for him them" she replied
"Well I didn't say that" Lizzie said "I mean, he's ok on the eyes…but I don't know if I'll be hanging around him all day"
"Well what if he asks one of you out" Gordo said, wanting to get back in the conversation
"I'm shooting him down right away" Miranda answered
"I might go on one…to see where it went" Lizzie said
Gordo got tired of hearing the same things over and over…he noticed Donovan sitting at another table muttering into a phone
"Gonna go see what the dudes like" he said as he pushed himself away from the table…
He slid onto the bench across the table from Donovan. He looked up and hung up the phone
"Wassup" Don said in a much friendlier tone than in the class…
"Nothin, just wanted ta meet the new guy I guess…ah I hang with those two girls every waking moment of my life…sometimes I need ta hang with another guy"
"Ah I see" Don replied. He shot his hand across the table, holding it out "Don…or Donovan, whichever"
"Gordon, but my friends call me Gordo" he replied shaking his hand
They talked for all of lunch until the bell rang…they went their separate ways
Donovan had P.E. the next period…of course, at the time, no one knew how tough the guy really was…
"Ok punks" the coach shouted "today is combat…NOT wrestling, so no fancy form…just force your opponent to submit" he yelled
"Alright, first match up, Ethan Craft and Danavyn Kade"
"Donovan" Don corrected
"Whatever, just fight"
The two rushed each other, Ethan may have been an idiot…but he wasn't weak. He ran and grabbed Don in a head lock, but before he knew what was happening, Don's leg came around back and hit Ethan in the head, he staggered, Don came up and swung his fist into Ethan's face…he heard his nose break. Ethan was now enraged, he dove on top of Don and tried to pin him. Don quickly reversed it and grabbed Ethan's arm, he pulled, quick and hard. A sickening crack echoed through the gym…everyone stared, Ethans elbow was bending in the other direction…and his upper arm was off-set from the shoulder blade…
The coach dragged Don down to the office to call his parents…he shoved him into a seat and went back to check the records.
After a few minutes he called the principle into the room….
"Sir" the coach began "According to these records, Donovan has no parents…he's not even actually registered to be here"
Well I hope you like it so far. Let me know what you think, cause I know it needs some fixing.