I am going to try to update every Sunday because I am trying to write a book, go to school and produce good detailed chapters so that is my statement. That is all. You are dismissed to read this chapter. Wow am I hook on tea with a lot of sugar in it. Well, all I need to do is add more sugar to my three- cups -of- sugar- tea.
My sister is going, "NOO!! YOU WILL BECOME A DIBATIC!!"
Note: I don't own Losh but one day I will!! MARK MY WORDS!! (Or Cartoon net work shall get it first)
When I reach gym class, everyone was at the bleachers. A group of jocks were at the far corner and in the middle was a kid with green hair doing math with and girl who was wearing a purple theme outfit with a flower in her hair. The rest were sprouted along the bleachers. I took a seat that was far enough away so that no conversations could happen. I plunked my book bag down and got out my psychology book. I heard a pat and there stood a small orange hair guy with bright green eyes. He smiled like it was all a game to him. What kind of game? I wouldn't know.
Nothing more than I want is for all of these people to stop talking to me, but I don't think that is going to happen since they don't get my antisocial body language means that I don't want to talk.
"Hi, my name is Cham. What kind of sports do you like to play?" Cham asked.
I rubbed my forehead back and forth; I was thinking of a way to get him away from me. Maybe I should entertain him. Just talk so that he will go away. Talk in monosyllables. No that will attract more people to "talk".
Finally I just said, "I don't like join anything."
I don't join the debate team, Honor society, or even a sport team. All I want is for this day is for this day to be over with.
"Hey, I didn't know he can speak?" Oh, no. More people. Why! WHAT DID I DO THAT REQUIRES ME TO TALK!! Like a group of hungry dogs they came over to the bowl, ready to beg me and once again to join the football team. This was a guess of course.
"Didn't think so?" I think it was Mr. Cosmic.
NO! What is it with these people? I don't want to communicate!! I am only here for one purpose!
"Hey, Good job Cham only you can get him to speak." Superman spoken and this gave "Cham" a looked he was moving his head back and forth but only the hair moved. That Kell-ell gave a simple nod like he was thinking of different torturer devises for me join or else. Then all of the jock crew begin crowding around him like he discovered the cure for HIV.
"Hey, try to get him to say something else." I think Mr. Cosmic asked. He was anticipated like I will tell them my life story and become the crying girl who got rapped. Nope, no crying is going on. You can't and will not see it. What do you expect from me? Do you expect me to dance around in a pink fairy dance and bang people in the head to make there wishes come true.
Oh, no. I have that picture of me stuck in my mind, great. I then continue with my reading, trying to ignore everyone else. Everyone else then continues in their worthless conversation and moved elsewhere because I became worthless to be around. Thank goodness the gym teacher came in. His name, I believe was Mr. Validus. He had a large heard, of course he was bald but, such a large builds that his Xx large blue sweat shirt seems to be tight on him. His large brown eyes also seem off but the thing that was most abnormal was the English Accent. What is wrong with this town? School? All of these people are just weird. Does this Gym teacher like English team then? For some reason that thought made me laugh
He flipped his checklist, making sure that no one would skip gym class. Who will do such a thing? Up and down his pen goes, and then he looks at me. Finally realized that I am new, I then made myself move and then hand my note to him. He cautiously looks at it to tell it was forge or not. I know everyone was starting at me, recording my every move. Deciding what their opinion of me without even trying to talk to me, the gym teacher gave me a simple nod and then said," When you come out of that office please proceed to the field. We are going to do track."
Track, please a least give me something that is semi challenging.
I gathered my belongings and head out the door. Freedom, Sacred Freedom. Darn, not yet. I have to go to the Principal's office. Duh Duh Dun Dun.
When I reached the principals office, a women with black hair and green eyes was doing something because she was in the corner with the computer screen not on. I didn't catch her name plate but she didn't seem to care that anyone was there. I ignore her and headed straight for the door. I thought to myself.
"Do a quick knock so that you can get this over with."
I knocked and was the come quickly sound came from the door which I means come in. There stood a large man with red hair and amber eyes. His arms out reach like he was going….Oh…no. He gave me a hug. Why these people are have a touching feeling thing going on. I looked around in his office. The walls are red and there is a lot of posters of famous military people. Alexander the great, Catherine the great and even Adolf Hitler. Why every single one had tried to take over the world or got their country back to normal.
He stopped hugging me and then turns to shut the door. I was still stunned. Did he feel sorry for me?
How did he know?
"Oh please sit down." He said while pointing to the chair. I sat down. It had an upright position so it was impossible to stare out to the distance and ignore everything. It still has a comfort level to help you relax a little but other than that. It still made the entire room to have the feeling of awkward. Moving, Swishing, around and around it goes like a moving river.
Mr. Imperia said something, "I have a talk with your social worker and that you are trying to work, go to school, have an apartment and try to get your sister under your custody."
"Yes."
"That is very noble but May I ask why or it too painful for you?"
"I want to get custody of her because I want to have a strong relationship with her." My throat is starting to hurt. "I want her to know that I will do my best to be there for her." I replied
"Do you realized that you have been through a lot of stuff. From what I read that-"
What is he doing. I don't want to talk about that.
"Please don't speak about it. I have come to grips about it and I want to move on." I interrupted.
My head is screaming. I want to scream as loud as I can. I can't let that happen. I can't show how weak I am. I don't want to become weak.
"Oh yes. I am so sorry but I want to know how you do like the school?'
"It is just fine." I want to leave. Getaway. I didn't mention how annoying these…people are but I just have to tolerate for a short while. Only one year. I think I can do that.
"What about your job? What do you think of it?"
When did this guy become my shrink? I don't need a shrink. What I do need is good grades and money to help pay for college.
"Its okay, it is hard working but pays more than usual."
Please Please let us be done with this conversation.
"I want to let you know that i am proud of you and if you have any need for something or want to talk to me let me know."
"Yeah….thanks."
I can see myself talking to him about my problem. Like that is going to happen.
"Actually I was hopping that you will give me a note to excuse me for not changing my shirt. I have something, I don't want any-"
"Of course. Of COURSE! It is the least I could do."
There he goes, scrambling the note and neatly as he can, trying to do his best to explain that I don't have to change into my gym shirt. I can do a shorts but a no on the shirt."
"Okay I think it is time for you to go but remember there is good people out there."
Weirdo.
"Well. Bye." I said. Get me out of here! When will this guy let me go?
When I reach the door, I saw Phantom on the bench holding her stomach and her mouth. We look at each other straight in the eyes. Her black hair was a sloping wave and her light blue eyes were incinerating me. I blushed because she was pretty without even trying but then I remember. She was right by the door. She could have heard everything. Almost everything about me. No. She can not know. I ran out there. Faster. Faster. Just get away. I then realized it was foolish of me to run away like that but there is nothing I could do now. Gym class. Oh Yay! My excitement can not be contained.
Run. Run. Run from it all but I know I couldn't do that. I know I have to face my fears no matter how much I don't want to. I was doing track right now. Faster. Faster! For some reason I have this unusual thing were I have excellent hearing, seeing and agility. I am very good at running. Sports in general but I do have to work hard in school but I am not afraid of hard work.
I am no about 30 feet away from the hunk of guys who were running. All huffy face but me. I was sweating but I was not tired. I could go on for another lap if I wanted to but I don't. I don't want seem like that I am showing off.
When I finally finished with lap and everyone else was done, the dreaded gym teacher said, "Hit the showers!"
My face went white.
I went straight for the showers and grabbed my extra shirt from my book bag and yes it is long sleeve. When I show my excuse for not wearing my gym shirt, He looked suspicious but he accepted it, but now he will continue to give me bad looks. Whatever. I took off my shirt and I had my back to the nicely covered shower curtain with lovely colors of green and yellow which I guessing it is not paint. Then the worse thing happens. Cham then open the shower curtain and saw my destroyed, scar back. I quickly turned around and his mouth was wide opened and covered my hand over his mouth and forced him on the wall. Then slowly, very slowly I let go my hand over his mouth and then said to him, "You will tell nobody about my back or my arms!"
He shook his head but then smiled like it was going to be alright. I turned around and put on my new, clean and unsweaty shirt on. This time is a chrisom blue. What does chrisom means? Who knows? It is just blue.
"Ah! So that is why you hide your back and arms. You don't want anyone to see that. Well, why didn't you explain that in the first place and not act all high and antisocial."
Cham said out loud. I was shock that comment is out of its place.
"I am not all high and mighty or get high."
"That came from no where." He pouted. I wanted to ring his little neck.
"Anyway, I just wanted to say that great job out there on the track! We couldn't see you since you were so far away."
I can't do it now. There are people but can I say it was an accident.
"Are you done with your rambling?" I asked him.
"Are you kidding? I have yet to annoy you."
They are not going to believe it was an accident since it is his word against mine. Darn. WILL ANYTHING FALL INTO MY FAVOR!?
"Well you are doing a great job already so why don't you quite while you are still ahead." I snorted. Why is this kid talking to me? Did I do something to his family that makes him want to annoy me?
"Nope, it will get worse my friend until I can make you laugh." Oh he is one of those types. What a minute friend? I couldn't say anything other than that the bell rang. I like this bell. It always ring when I need to get out of something. I quickly headed out the door before Cham could even try to get me talk again. Thankfully that was the last block and now school is over. I need to get over to work and not be late. Thank goodness it is only a few blocks away from school so I don't need to drive my car over there.
I hope it is going to be a calm night.
Anyone wants to guess where he works?? I want to know what you think and please review!! If you have any suggestions on how to make it funny or what were your favorite funny part about this chapter. Please put it on the reviews because it makes my day happier and hopes there is intelligent life out there and hope for mankind.
I need a Beta Reader since my grammer makes my English teacher cry as well of my mom.
Remember,
"Commen sense is not that commen anymore"
"There is no intelligent life anywhere." Buzz Lighter, Toy story.