Chapter 5 - Tour
Meg was wearing black shorts and a blue shirt that have an snake symbol on the middle of it. Her clothes were all up to date and she were likely going to be the most popular kid in school just because of her beautiful face with her brown hair and makeup.
Now, everyday she were receiving lessons to ride her new bicycle and she actually improved. She shocked her parents when they saw how fast of a learner she is and now she can ride to the nearby corner store on her bike. Meg were able to turn corners and she still used her diaries and write stuff into them.
Unlike her old home, she can trust her new parents who won't do anything to embarrassed her. Meg vowed to not be a snob at the schools she attend to in the next twelve years.
She have been a custom to bullying and don't want any other kid to face that. Sure, she has stuff that only people dreamed of but that doesn't mean she should brag and brag about it like most kids gloat about it in her old school.
Riding her bike home, she have purchased a candy bar with her new voice-audio wallet from the store and skidded to a stop at her home. Her parents give her 50 bucks as her allowance every month. They promised they give her more when she gets older. She learned to locked it from robbers who would try to take it. It only accept her touch, like a fingerprint scanner so if anybody else touch it, they would get stun with an harsh zab.
Meg entered the house after registering her keys her parents have given her. "Hey mom, hey dad," she greeted softly. "Am I late or is it time to go?" Meg had remember that it was time to check out a school that caught her parents eyes when the school explained their protocols and wanted a student like Meg in.
"Yes, Meg," Tesla said. "Than after we're going to the new ice cream place that opened up and we'll have some ice cream."
"Okay!" Meg exclaimed as she place her bike in the garage. Not like she would use it by the time she would get back and wants to have it ready for next Monday when she begins school... again.
As Jake opened the car door of the Buffalo, promising he would used that car mainly around her because it's her favorite car, Meg got in and immediately put the belt over herself.
"So are you nervous about going to your new school?" Jake asked her as they drive.
"No!" Meg immediately shot up. "Well," the once defensive posture she has lessened. "Maybe a little. What if they labeled me as the weird, awkward girl? Or what if I'm classed as a weirdo and the center of bullying?"
"Meg, you know how to fight," Jake said encouraging. "Remember my lessons. Also, here's something I got for you that can go with your phone. And another way for you to tell time."
Meg saw new top models air pods in her new mother's grip that instantly interested her. She have seen these type of air pods on TV and they seemed cool and awesome. Than after she possessed them and hook them up with her phone, she played them and listened to music, before her mother gave her a new smart watch and she put her air pods on the top of her ears like she seen adults do in both here and her old town. She was then handed a smartwatch.
"Mom?" Meg questioned.
"Something you can tell time with at your school," Tesla told her. "It's hard to read a clock and sometimes they can be wrong or just shut down for some reason. We don't want you to be confused and plus funfact is that it barely dies unlike all of the others one because high power."
Meg smiles and put on her arm as the car pulled up. "Well, we're here," Jake said softly. The three gotten out of the car. Meg were slightly nervous but she bitten her lip and tried to be as brave as possible.
Meg look up to see a big giant building. It looked much more advance and better than her old crappy elementary school her birthparents put her in. She saw a symbol saying "Redbrook Elementary School". Meg can tell this school was going to be awesome.
They entered and as soon as she was inside, Meg wonders were confirmed. This school is clearly highly paid and is likely to be, if not, the best elementary school out there.
Meg saw secruity guards who were talking to themselves. Too nervous to speak after seeing what they do in her old town both on Television and in her old school, she stayed by her parents side. What's odd is that unlike her old school they don't seemed drunk and seems to be happy with their job.
They approached them. "Hello," Tesla said, taking out her wallet and pulling out a big white paper. "We had gotten an invitation to come to this school." Meg saw her than handing the sheet over.
The woman security guard smiled softly as she handed the sheet back respectfully, which surprised Meg to see someone who has higher power is so kind.
"Of course, allow us to go get our principal," the woman responded. "Meanwhile, I suggest you look around. They're some things that need tips like homeless shelters that we of course provide for for kids who we are trying to look after for."
They nodded, and Meg nervously went up, looking over each sign. Unlike the other kids who would need their parents help to read, Meg can read perfectly find and she went up to two young slender men who had "Provide Help For The Homeless Of All Ages".
"Some need help out there like I did," Meg declared, taking out her wallet as it immediately opened upon her voice. She pulled out fifteen bucks. "Here." By their eyes going wide, Meg can tell they are surprised but took the money.
"Thank you," the first man said. He have thick pulled back brown hair, green eyes, and light skin. "You are the first child who actually paid. I would have to put a good word in you for the principle. What's your name?"
"Meg Bowman," she responded kindly as she turned around.
Meg gotten a lollipop by the second man who had blone hair, light skin, and brown eyes. "Your service help, sweetie. Fifteen bucks is a bit much though. Are you sure?"
"Yes," Meg answered. "People and animals out there deserve luxury and chances to live. Don't mention it because I insist." She than turned around and walked back to her parents who went up as well and paid with twenty bucks a couple minutes after.
Meg were atleast glad. She would have a good word about her which will likely catch the principle eye. She knew fundraisers are out there for a reason and didn't want innocent people and animals to suffer.
"That's a kind thing you did," Tesla praised, patting her on the shoulder. "Some people are not as lucky as you yet you still provide services."
"Yeah," Meg smiled. "I had an abused life for my first 5 years. My own father always hurt me for no reason. My mother let's him and doesn't care for my wellbeing. Despite having much money, I'm going to give hope for others as well."
Soon, the same woman security guard came out with another woman. She have on a blue professional suit, black hair, yellow eyes. Well she is professional and had to look like it instead of on a street life.
"Good morning," she said, shaking both of her parents hands before shaking Meg's. "Nice to meet you. Well, let's take a tour, shall we?" She insisted, heading inside allowing them inside.
Meg and her parents procceded to follow the principal. They came across a room which had a little symbol saying 107. "This is going to be Meg's classroom." The woman informed them, opening the door only to see a classroom with a sheet infront of them and a male teacher sitting down.
"This is going to be a new student name Meg Bowman," the principal declared, making them all stare at her. "Try to treat her with respect and show her how lovely this school is."
Meg saw kids having clothes similar to hers; the only difference is that they're down rated and less affordable than hers. Upon first sight, Meg seen them craning their heads from their principal to her to stared at the newbe only for their eyes to go wide.
She has more fashion than each child in that class! Meg were sure they would thought to her as a weirdo but most seems to admire her cool clothes, hairstyles, and makeup that older children should have!
Some look at her parents more than her. That confused Meg at first but she remember they're famous and celebrities and likely would recognize them.
"Wait!" One child exclaims, sitting up and pointing at Meg's father. "Are you Jake Bowman? The very boxer who always take the ring championship each time and always win in battle."
"The one and only," Jake said with a smile, earning several awes in response. "Infact," he pulled out a paper and writing something on it. "Hand this to your parents." He handed it over to the child in which several others try to get a good look on what he white.
"And that must means you are," the girl said staring at the woman, "Tesla Bowman, the cool race driver who always win a race and has cool speeches that inspired us to give up.
"Yeah I am," Tesla said. "I take it that you watch me on the track."
"Yeah, infact, I got a picture of you on my phone," the girl said, boldly running up towards her and showing her the picture of her with a giant trophy. She than return to her seat, putting her phone away.
Meg had guessed since her parents are famous, people will try to treat her nicely and not bullied her. Also, she has the best clothes in the entire classroom and people were already staring at her with a smile.
Meg than turn around as the principal walked out, closing the door. "Now to the gym room." The woman states. They followed her as she continues explaining. "Whenever it's rain or an problem of some sort or higher activities, we usually use the gym inside. But we have to run the track or boxing training, we would be outside."
"Isn't the boxing traininng part a chance for them to get hurt?" Jake wondered.
"We have that handle," she continues. "There are soft mats that we'll usually set outside. Also, we have boxing gloves that will keep someone from getting hurt. And whenever it goes a bit far, we stop it and separate them because we don't want any fighting. We make sure in all our power that no one gets hurt."
"Now here's the cafeteria," the woman said. "To avoid any confusion, we make sure lunches are in different. Since Meg is young, she would be at the lunch room at 12:00 for the next few years. As she gets in Forth and Fifth grade, she would get earlier time due to getting near the teenager stage. We also have an middle school and highschool connected to us. Any questions?"
"You just mention about a middle school and highschool being connected to this school," Tesla pressed. "What is that about?"
"Yes, well you see, we're separated but we have contect with each other. Mostly, kids are use with people they know and since those people come around them often and helps them, I suggest you send Meg to those connected school with us should you register her in. We all pay for high eduction and lessons and programs that can help Meg growing up. Since we are connected, they will know about Meg's behavior and won't treatsbher rudely. If you continues to send her to different school, mainly you would be treated differently. But if they know you, you are okay and won't have to worry about meeting people who know nothing about you."
Both stared at each other and nodded. "Very well, we shall do that. Next week, it would be Meg's first day of school."
