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The truth about me, chapter 3
Jules walked down the city streets, taking in his new home. There were stores and restaurants everywhere, something the space colonies didn't have. In space you ate freeze-dried compressed food and the government ran the only shops. He laughed at the strict dress code, and thought of how many times he had broken it, he had gotten sent to the head of the colony so many times, no one even bothered calling him on it.
As he turned into a more suburban part of the city he saw buses leaving a corner. Speeding up a bit he turned the corner again and stared on. The school was a large brick building, simply labeled, 'Mobotropolis High'.
"And I thought outer space was bad." Jules thought.
Walking into the building he began to search out his classes. In ten minutes he knew his way around the school better than a person who had been there 10 years did. It was like he had the blue prints in his mind.
A bell rang over head and everyone went running off into classrooms. He jogged down the hall and into a large clustered room, homeroom. He sat down at a desk in the back and put his pack on the floor. He looked at everyone around him. There were kids of every species and size. Before he adverted his attention to the teacher he took note of a girl sitting in a corner by the window.
She stared out blankly, looking at nothing. Her long blond hair was tied back, but still gave her bangs. She was a hedgehog as well, with a light purple color. She seemed bored and tired of the class. He was already bored and nothing had happened.
He turned to the teacher as he began a welcoming speech.
"Now, we have a new student, and you all know how it is to be new, so I want you to welcome him. Please stand up Mr. Hedgehog."
Jules cursed under his breath and stood up. "Hi."
"Tell us about yourself." The teacher prompted.
Jules sighed. "I'm 16, I come from the outer space colonies, I like to eat and run, and I hate knowledge. That's about all there is to me."
Some of the preppy kids stifled a laugh as the teacher began his lesson.
"Ok, well, if you don't like knowledge then you're going to hate it here. It's about halfway through the year, but you can still pass. Here's your textbook, and if you have any questions feel free to ask anyone for help."
Jules sighed and rested his head on his hand when the teacher began.
"How boring this guy is. Can't he liven things up a bit? Even gesture once in a while would help."
Thinking to himself, he wasted away the whole lesson, not hearing or learning a thing. As the bell rang he left hurriedly and headed for his science class.
"I hope this class is better than history, geez!"
As he entered the cramped room he again sat in the seat and again he saw the girl. He guessed she was probably going to be in almost every one of his classes. The teacher began, and he spent every single class from then on explaining himself. Not that it was any ones business.
At lunch Jules bought a slice of pizza and a coke from a vending machine and sat down at an empty table. He started eating when he noticed at another table there was that girl again. Deciding it would be best to make an ally quickly he gathered his things up and approached.
The girl looked up, startled, when Jules slammed his stuff down on the table. He put his food and books down, then sat himself comfortably.
"God, what a place. Is all they ever do question you?"
The girl looked at him blankly.
"Oh, yeah, I'm Jules. You are?" Jules extended his hand in a friendly shake, but got nothing. "Ok, fine, just stare at me like the stupid jocks. See if I care."
She smiled. "My name's Bernie. You're mister 'I hate knowledge and yet I know what advanced psychology is.' Right?"
Jules choked on a bite of pizza. Psychology was the stupidest class ever, and yet he knew everything!
"Yeah, that's me. What about you? What are you like?"
She sighed. "Well, I'm an orphan adopted into a rich family, the preps make fun of me because I look pretty, so they say, and I don't have a boyfriend, and who ever asks me out gets put down right away, and I got caught practicing magic a while ago."
"Really?! Me too!"
Bernie gave him another blank look.
"Well, it wasn't exactly magic, but it was close, and I always got teased too. Damn you orbital football team."
"Hey, what's it like to live in space any ways?" '
Jules shuddered. "If you can even call it living. It's always cold, and there are soldiers everywhere, they shout all the time for no reason, and when you bleed, everyone can tell. It splatters and flies until it comes in contact with something. It's a slap in the face."
Bernie watched him. His eyes glazed over and he seemed caught in a hazy state of memory. Then, as soon as it had started, he was back to normal.
"Hm, well, living here isn't exactly great either. People here are worse than anywhere else in the world, they're all snotty and stuck up. I'm kinda surprised you're not like that."
Jules blushed and scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, well, I have my bad traits too. You should hear me when I get mad, I swear like a cockpit pilot."
"Heh, that's ok. I'm not that sheltered. Believed me, I've done some pretty outrageous stuff too."
"hey, what are doing after school?"
"Me? Aren't we going a bit to fast here, new-be?"
"What? Oh! No! I meant, would you show me around? I need to know where it's good to hang out and where I should avoid ever even going near."
"Well," Bernie pursed. "If you ask me you get the outcast opinion, you may want the little preppy peoples opinion. Then you'll be cool."
"Being cool is over rated. Besides, I can hit it off with you, the only other person I could do that with was..." Jules thought. "Nobody."
Bernie laughed. "All right, I'll show you the 'in' places to go, meet me at the gate after school."
"Ok." Jules smiled, then the bell rang. "And now we go to art class. Hurray."
"Its not that bad, we have Mrs. Candle, she's neat, she lets us paint each other."
"You have other friends I take it?" Jules asked, grabbing his things.
"Duh, I'm not totally disconnected. You'll make others, don't worry."
Jules nodded as they headed off towards the art room, thinking if he really would make friends.
At the end of the day Jules waited by the brick walls outside of school. He meet up with Bernie and they walked all over the town. She pointed out the clubs and restaurants that were good, and the places he should avoid, like the 'cheer club', for cheerleaders and football members alike.
At the end Jules walked Bernie back to her front door. And he realized she wasn't kidding when she said she was rich. The house was three stories high, had all four wings, made of the finest materials he had seen, and had a blossoming garden.
"Geez! Is there anything you don't have!?"'
Bernie frowned. "Someone who understands."
As Bernie started up the walkway and was about to enter, he yelled to her.
"Hey! You aren't the only one who was adopted. At least you got someone who will care about you." And with that, he turned and left.
Midnight. There was almost no light in the tiny room, just a slight glow from the outside moon. Jules stared up at the ceiling. He was starting to wonder when he should tell his brother he only slept if his body demanded it, and then he would pass out.
He sat up and went to his bag and pulled something out of it. He switched it on, making a small beeping noise. He punched in a few keys, then there was a hologram.
A crumbling palace, covered in moss, hidden in what appeared to be a jungle. He smiled and snapped it shut. He crawled back to the sofa and pulled a blanket over his form. He thought of how long he had waited to come here and find it, and now it was time to stop messing around and go for it. He just needed more time to get a partner.
~End chapter3
Gah! I had to shut my computer off when I was writing this, and by a miracle the computer saved it! Thank god! Yeah, I have a few ideas as for how this will go, but I still want people's opinions as to who should show up! Please tell me who you want to see!
Yeah1 I got one review! Reviews are the best! Thanks who ever you are! But I still need to know who to include in the story, it's your call! Thanks!
The truth about me, chapter 3
Jules walked down the city streets, taking in his new home. There were stores and restaurants everywhere, something the space colonies didn't have. In space you ate freeze-dried compressed food and the government ran the only shops. He laughed at the strict dress code, and thought of how many times he had broken it, he had gotten sent to the head of the colony so many times, no one even bothered calling him on it.
As he turned into a more suburban part of the city he saw buses leaving a corner. Speeding up a bit he turned the corner again and stared on. The school was a large brick building, simply labeled, 'Mobotropolis High'.
"And I thought outer space was bad." Jules thought.
Walking into the building he began to search out his classes. In ten minutes he knew his way around the school better than a person who had been there 10 years did. It was like he had the blue prints in his mind.
A bell rang over head and everyone went running off into classrooms. He jogged down the hall and into a large clustered room, homeroom. He sat down at a desk in the back and put his pack on the floor. He looked at everyone around him. There were kids of every species and size. Before he adverted his attention to the teacher he took note of a girl sitting in a corner by the window.
She stared out blankly, looking at nothing. Her long blond hair was tied back, but still gave her bangs. She was a hedgehog as well, with a light purple color. She seemed bored and tired of the class. He was already bored and nothing had happened.
He turned to the teacher as he began a welcoming speech.
"Now, we have a new student, and you all know how it is to be new, so I want you to welcome him. Please stand up Mr. Hedgehog."
Jules cursed under his breath and stood up. "Hi."
"Tell us about yourself." The teacher prompted.
Jules sighed. "I'm 16, I come from the outer space colonies, I like to eat and run, and I hate knowledge. That's about all there is to me."
Some of the preppy kids stifled a laugh as the teacher began his lesson.
"Ok, well, if you don't like knowledge then you're going to hate it here. It's about halfway through the year, but you can still pass. Here's your textbook, and if you have any questions feel free to ask anyone for help."
Jules sighed and rested his head on his hand when the teacher began.
"How boring this guy is. Can't he liven things up a bit? Even gesture once in a while would help."
Thinking to himself, he wasted away the whole lesson, not hearing or learning a thing. As the bell rang he left hurriedly and headed for his science class.
"I hope this class is better than history, geez!"
As he entered the cramped room he again sat in the seat and again he saw the girl. He guessed she was probably going to be in almost every one of his classes. The teacher began, and he spent every single class from then on explaining himself. Not that it was any ones business.
At lunch Jules bought a slice of pizza and a coke from a vending machine and sat down at an empty table. He started eating when he noticed at another table there was that girl again. Deciding it would be best to make an ally quickly he gathered his things up and approached.
The girl looked up, startled, when Jules slammed his stuff down on the table. He put his food and books down, then sat himself comfortably.
"God, what a place. Is all they ever do question you?"
The girl looked at him blankly.
"Oh, yeah, I'm Jules. You are?" Jules extended his hand in a friendly shake, but got nothing. "Ok, fine, just stare at me like the stupid jocks. See if I care."
She smiled. "My name's Bernie. You're mister 'I hate knowledge and yet I know what advanced psychology is.' Right?"
Jules choked on a bite of pizza. Psychology was the stupidest class ever, and yet he knew everything!
"Yeah, that's me. What about you? What are you like?"
She sighed. "Well, I'm an orphan adopted into a rich family, the preps make fun of me because I look pretty, so they say, and I don't have a boyfriend, and who ever asks me out gets put down right away, and I got caught practicing magic a while ago."
"Really?! Me too!"
Bernie gave him another blank look.
"Well, it wasn't exactly magic, but it was close, and I always got teased too. Damn you orbital football team."
"Hey, what's it like to live in space any ways?" '
Jules shuddered. "If you can even call it living. It's always cold, and there are soldiers everywhere, they shout all the time for no reason, and when you bleed, everyone can tell. It splatters and flies until it comes in contact with something. It's a slap in the face."
Bernie watched him. His eyes glazed over and he seemed caught in a hazy state of memory. Then, as soon as it had started, he was back to normal.
"Hm, well, living here isn't exactly great either. People here are worse than anywhere else in the world, they're all snotty and stuck up. I'm kinda surprised you're not like that."
Jules blushed and scratched the back of his head. "Yeah, well, I have my bad traits too. You should hear me when I get mad, I swear like a cockpit pilot."
"Heh, that's ok. I'm not that sheltered. Believed me, I've done some pretty outrageous stuff too."
"hey, what are doing after school?"
"Me? Aren't we going a bit to fast here, new-be?"
"What? Oh! No! I meant, would you show me around? I need to know where it's good to hang out and where I should avoid ever even going near."
"Well," Bernie pursed. "If you ask me you get the outcast opinion, you may want the little preppy peoples opinion. Then you'll be cool."
"Being cool is over rated. Besides, I can hit it off with you, the only other person I could do that with was..." Jules thought. "Nobody."
Bernie laughed. "All right, I'll show you the 'in' places to go, meet me at the gate after school."
"Ok." Jules smiled, then the bell rang. "And now we go to art class. Hurray."
"Its not that bad, we have Mrs. Candle, she's neat, she lets us paint each other."
"You have other friends I take it?" Jules asked, grabbing his things.
"Duh, I'm not totally disconnected. You'll make others, don't worry."
Jules nodded as they headed off towards the art room, thinking if he really would make friends.
At the end of the day Jules waited by the brick walls outside of school. He meet up with Bernie and they walked all over the town. She pointed out the clubs and restaurants that were good, and the places he should avoid, like the 'cheer club', for cheerleaders and football members alike.
At the end Jules walked Bernie back to her front door. And he realized she wasn't kidding when she said she was rich. The house was three stories high, had all four wings, made of the finest materials he had seen, and had a blossoming garden.
"Geez! Is there anything you don't have!?"'
Bernie frowned. "Someone who understands."
As Bernie started up the walkway and was about to enter, he yelled to her.
"Hey! You aren't the only one who was adopted. At least you got someone who will care about you." And with that, he turned and left.
Midnight. There was almost no light in the tiny room, just a slight glow from the outside moon. Jules stared up at the ceiling. He was starting to wonder when he should tell his brother he only slept if his body demanded it, and then he would pass out.
He sat up and went to his bag and pulled something out of it. He switched it on, making a small beeping noise. He punched in a few keys, then there was a hologram.
A crumbling palace, covered in moss, hidden in what appeared to be a jungle. He smiled and snapped it shut. He crawled back to the sofa and pulled a blanket over his form. He thought of how long he had waited to come here and find it, and now it was time to stop messing around and go for it. He just needed more time to get a partner.
~End chapter3
Gah! I had to shut my computer off when I was writing this, and by a miracle the computer saved it! Thank god! Yeah, I have a few ideas as for how this will go, but I still want people's opinions as to who should show up! Please tell me who you want to see!