Recollection


Ajhappyfeet


Chapter 2


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Hiro's POV:

My day at school went as planned. As I took my first step into the classroom, I hoped no one would do no harm today. But I proved myself wrong. Panic and fear

grasped onto me as I roamed through the class full of giants. When the teacher wasn't in the room, everyone pointed at me and laughed. I could have avoided all

of this trouble but Aunt Cass wouldn't let me.


"Hiro, no matter how smart you are, you're still too young to avoid school." she explained while lifting the bed covers that protected me.

I never told her the real reason why I wanted to stay home. Curling myself into a ball, I let out a few fake coughs. Time to do this like old school.

"But Aunt Cass *cough* I...*cough* feel...*cough cough* too sick today. *cough*"

"Oh little Mr," Aunt Cass shook her head, "that excuse has been expired by now."

Drat! I forgot that Tadashi used that 'sick' excuse too many times. Stupid Tadashi.

"Well anyways, time to get ready for school! You have 30 minutes before it starts. I expect you to be downstairs in ten." She lifted me out of my bed and

reached into my closet. Throwing an ugly orange clown sweater and jeans on my bed, she ordered me to put them on.

Once she left the room, I groaned at the sight of the sweater. I would've changed it but I was too short to even reach the lowest drawer.

Slipping on the nasty looking sweater and jeans, I washed my face and headed downstairs. Tadashi rested his head on his hand as he picked through his 'Happy

Hoops' cereal at the table. All of a sudden, his heavy head fell out of his hand and landed in the bowl. He must have been really tired because he didn't even bother

moving a muscle. Meanwhile, Aunt Cass was downstairs helping the incoming morning rush. She was probably exhausted like the rest of us but was still content

that our small corner cafe was so successful. I wish I could have been happy like her all the time.

Aunt Cass already poured my cold mushy cereal into my bowl this morning before she left. As I plopped into my seat and started to dig in, I noticed the robot parts

were still laying on the table. I'll have to fix that later when I have time. I thought to myself. My anger still leaned on Tadashi but it wasn't as bad as yesterday. I

just had to worry about what's coming up today.

Just when I finished my cereal, I went by Tadashi and poked him lightly. I wasn't allowed to walk to school without Tadashi.

"UHHH...What is it?" Tadashi groaned.

"We have to go now Tadashi! We can't be late today!"

Sometimes, I get teased when I'm not punctual.

"Haven't you heard of the term 'fashionably late'? We could just do that. Now, excuse me while I take a few minutes of rest..."

I grabbed one of his thick arms and tugged on it. As a result, he didn't seem to make a budge. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't get him on his feet. However,

as soon as I got near his armpits, I jumped up and tickled them as much as my tiny hands could.

Tadashi jumped as soon as he felt the slightest touch of my hands. I gave a giggle.

"Hey!" the 8 year old cried, "That ain't funny!"

"Sure was to me!" I teased back at him.

"Well Mr, you've asked for it!" Tadashi immediately popped out of his seat and was aimed towards me. I knew what I had to do. Got, to, run...

I got my backpack as I ran frantically down the stairs. I imagined that Tadashi was a hungry cheetah on the prowl and I was his prey. Aunt Cass was watching a

nature documentary one time and explained what was happening to me.

As the antelope (which is probably me) ran through the grass and dust of the desert (or in my case, the busy streets of San Fransokyo), the cheetah sped with all of

his might to reclaim his prize. No matter how hard the poor antelope ran, he couldn't compare his speed to the cheetah. The cheetah had made the antelope

his own. Tadashi had caught me once I was 3/4 of the way there.

"Got you little man! Time for a tickle time!" Tadashi grabbed me and tickled me in the same spot I tickled him in. I laughed and fidgeted so hard, I felt like I was

making a fool of myself. It was rare that Tadashi and I had these fun brotherly moments together. Even though I saw a few people give us awkward glances, I didn't

care what they thought. I felt free, joyous and glorious. The world didn't have to make fun of me anymore just because I was happy. No more school worries, no

more Tadashi anger and no more robot mishaps. It felt like none of it happened and it made me feel invincible.

A loud ringing of a bell interrupted our tickle time in the streets.

"Oh no! C'mon Hiro! Let's go!" Tadashi put my little hand in his as we made our way through the crowds of San Fransokyo.

A large sign that had the words 'Westgate elementary' greeted the two of us when we made our way through the doors. As I took a step into the school, my fear of

the teasing came back to me. All of the kids rushing to their classes got me all flustered once again. I'm sure one of them is going to pick on me today. I quietly

thought to myself.

Tadashi already went straight to his grade 3 class in room 10. He didn't have much to worry about in life. In fact, he's the exact the opposite of me. Popular, athletic,

wise, handsome and even catches most of the girls' hearts in his class. Those were all the traits that he possessed and it bothered me. Also, I couldn't believe that

the doctor said he was tall for his age. In what single way are we related?

When I came into the class, I suddenly felt even more like a shrimp. There were so many tall kids in this room and then came me. I was a scared fish mixed in with

a bunch of terrifying sharks. Anyone of them could bite any time now and I felt worried. As I headed towards my desk, I realized that my chair was missing. One

word came before me. Brad... Brad...

In my opinion, I thought Brad was the meanest guy in my class. Almost everyone in my class is mean but if I had to nominate an award for 'best mean guy', then I

would have to go with Brad. He has a mini gang that he hangs out with at lunch and he's possibly one of the most popular people in the grade. Just about everything

says 'mean' about him. Brad even wears one of those classic black leather jackets every single day to make up that 'tough' look.

As I walked up to him and his lunch gang, I noticed he was hiding the chair right beside him.

"Hey yo yo Brad! Wasssup...I want my chair back duuuudddeee.." I tried to act all cool and tough. As a result, it just led to the whole group laughing up a storm.

"HAHAHA! You're too cute sugar! Haven't you ever heard of a joke before?"

"Yes I have...it's just not that good." I laughed so hard at that comeback.

Harry, a member of that group laughed with me also. Brad gave him a serious look which made him froze like ice.

"So...basically, you should thank me for stealing your chair," He changed the subject, "I've seen you struggle every time you get into it so... I thought that if

you just stood up, it would save you time from falling out of your chair. You're welcome."

"I like your offer but I can already get into my chair with ease. Just watch and..."

"Oh! This deal isn't over yet!" Jack, another group member interrupted me,"Yes, yes! We also noticed that desks were too tall for you too so..."

Jack pulled out a mini Barbie table from his desk. "This is for you! Have a very merry Christmas!"

They bursted out in laughter once again. Some of them were pounding their fists into their desks while there were some who congratulated Jack.

My anger was steaming up. I didn't want a Barbie table to work on. I wanted my normal desk and chair back so I can work in peace. Were they for real?

However, I wish I would've just taken the stupid doll table because the next move I just made surprised everyone in the class.

"MOMMY! MOMMY!" Jack cried as he gushed into tears.

"I'm so sorry Jack! I don't know where that came from!" I was regretting that move. I wish he piped down before the teacher came. But it was too late.

"Oh my! Jack dear, are you alright?" Mrs. Preston, our teacher ran over to him and gave him a tissue. This is already starting to sound like the Tadashi-robot

incident.

"Hiro over there just slapped him in the face!" Tattled Brad.

Mrs. Preston was shocked that came from such a quiet, good kid. Yes m'am. Yes, I slapped him in the face.

"Hiro Hamada! You should have known better! You are usually such a good role model in the class. I am ashamed!" Mrs. Preston scowled at me.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Preston. I should have known better..."

"Don't say your apologies to me young man! Apologize to your fellow classmate now!"

There was silence for a few seconds while everyone depended on me to move along the talk.

"I'm sorry Jack," I reluctantly said, "that I slapped you against your face."

"It's okay" Jack sobbed. He gave me a sly glare into my little beady eyes. I could tell he wasn't completely okay with me though.

"And now Hiro, you have to stay here for detention. For this is your first crime, you have to stay for half of the lunch hour. All the times after this, you will stay here

for the whole hour. I will be here guarding you during that time." Mrs. Preston stated seriously.

I gave her a slight nod. As I headed back to my seat, many classmates stared at me until I ran into Brad's contact. He formed the word 'troublemaker' with his

mouth.

For the rest of the day, I kept on thinking about that moment. I felt embarrassed, horrible and stupid. No one talked to me at lunch today or at recess today just

because I'm a horrible human being. During the last part of the lunch hour, I ran into Brad. Actually, they came up to me. I was peacefully sitting against at a wall

until they showed up. Brian wanted me to taste my own medicine so he slapped me right back. I tried to hold back the tears and it worked. But my sorrow and pain

remained in my heart.

I didn't really talk to Tadashi when we walked back home. He was too busy blabbing about his awesome day at school. From hanging out with his friends to a

desperate girl asking him for a date, his exciting day was non stop. He asked about my day also but he seemed more interested in his own.

When I walked into my room, I grabbed my favourite teddy named Snuffles and held him tight in my small arms. I plopped on my bed and just thought of all of the

events that happened today. Tears crawled down my cheek as I thought of the time when Brad slapped me. I decided to let it all go right now. I didn't care.

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