Chapter 2- Bus
*7:50 a.m.
-Nothing for now. Draven chose to sit in the front of the bus while I am currently sitting in the back, as far away from him as possible for now.
-The driver introduced himself as Ron, and when I sat down he warned me that I was sitting in some guy named Warren's seat, who ever the hell he is, frankly I don't give a damn,which is why I'm still sitting here.
-Anyway. Something is compelling me to write more about that Saturday. Sorry. Anyway Aaron was calling me a fag and gay, when it was actually he that asked me; I was just sitting at my lunch table minding my own buisness before Calculus then Wind Symphony, all I wanted to do was punch him, but before I had a chance to I somehow threw him across the room with some kind of weird aura thing. It was white with a black outline and before he hit the wall Draven stopped him with the same thing except his was black with a white outline. It was weird, after that we just high-tailed it from the mall and toward home, running several red lights and stop signs. Well that was a long story short, now I promise that I will write no more about that incident ever.
-Anyway I have never told you about what classes that I was taking. Ever. Well my school had 5 blocks and this was my schedule: 1st block- CP Chemistry, 2nd- CP English 3, 3rd- CP US History, 4th- Calculus, then finally 5th- Wind Symphony. By far 5th is my favorite class and the only one that I care about really.... Yea, yea... I know what your thinking with all the CP classes and I'm only a Sophmore... I may only be a Sophmore... but I'm smart, true I could skip a grade if I wished, but I'm not going to.
-Well that's the way my classes USED TO BE. Now it's an all new school year. I'm a Junior now and I have no fucking idea at how this year is going to turn out.
-Hold on, some dick is just standing in the aisle and just staring at me, it may be that Warren guy that Ron said I stole his seat. Be back after this little interruption. 8:17 a.m*
"Can I help you in any way shape or form. Or are you just going to stand there stare... no glaring at me all morning," (collective gasp from the whole bus, which Damian hadn't noticed filled up.) "Well, are you going to stand there or are you going to say something?" Damian said with a heavily laced amount of sarcasm. But couldn't help the feeling that he looked somewhat familiar.
Turns out the guy 'Warren' didn't do anything, just went and sat next to another guy that could pass for a Captain America fan boy reject. Once again Damian just shrugged the occurence off and pulled 'The Historian' by Elizabeth Kostova out of his messenger bag and started reading.
The whole bus just kind of sat there and stared at Damian as he read because he had just told off 'The' Warren Peace. Without even so much as blinking, most were surprised that Warren just went and sat next to Will. Since Layla was sick no one else was sitting there.
Soon all the other 'students' were on the bus and they were on their way to school. None of the stares stopped even after the bus was hurtling through the air after just sucessfully driving off an unfinished bridge. Especially the stares coming from Warren Peace. Damian knew that they were all staring, but chose not to acknowlege them, he thought it better to just play the oblivious idiot that doesn't know what in gods name he's doing and just stay silent. But then again, he does tend to block things out when he's reading, including driving off the bridge. They were at the school in no time and Damian was slightly agrivated cause he had to stop reading.