Hi everyone! Randall here. Well now, everybody seems to be like my...."story" more than Sean's, hehehe. Maybe I better at detail as he is to action. Heh. Anyway, I think I've decided on what to do. I will finish this day, then go onto important events such as holidays (thanks David). This chapter mostly focuses on my thoughts with things such as reptilian prejudice.

Chapter 11 A Day In The Life part 2

I know what'cha thinking. The father would have merely kept me in a place while his wife or son would call the police. Stealing a paper? No. Stupid to call the police? Yes. But that's how idiotic our world is, at least to me.

I stopped near the school's entrance, taking a quick glance inside. Some students were waiting around the office and the halls. They probably didn't want to wait in the cafe, or rather there wasn't any room.

"(Oh...so they weren't having an assembly....phew...thought I missed something....)" I thought. Hey, I can make a mistake right?

Anyway, I didn't want to wait in a huge crowd, always hated that. So, I just walked in and claimed the blank spot at the corner near the far right door. I placed my back against the wall, making sure my tail wasn't between me and the wall. Standing calmly, I could see no one really noticed me. Taking this time, I looked around trying to find anything of interest. Behind me at my right looked like a display case. It held some closed and opened books with awards.

"(I thought these morons didn't read....)" I chuckled. Mainly, I think, they were probably the best of something, best to read, best in the library....I didn't care very much, so I forgot.

My attention turned to what's outside. Some cars pulled up to drop the kids off, and I do mean "kids". A car....never got one. Why? Well...I never really found one that was well...me. I just walked to work. My "special" apartment was close enough.

But as I looked, I saw their parents. Some of them were dropped off by their mother of father, or both.

I couldn't help but get a little depressed. Every time I see something similar to that...I compare everyone in this whole world to me. I worked hard in my life, had some fun here and there sure, but I still work my tail off to make something of myself......a future.

But I see all these slackers and backstabbers around and couldn't help but wonder. By how they are, they should be the ones alone....not me! I should have everything whilst they have nothing!

A little on the extreme I know, but....that's how I felt. I've kept the secret of my orphan life....no one was to know that I have no family. Still....I wondered what everyone's reaction would be if I had said something....

For years I tried to find them, but to no avail. I....was so close....I could've found them if it wasn't for that fur sack and....

.......Sorry...skipped off there....

I turned away from the door, trying not to get hit with more feelings. Soon enough, the bell rang. I saw a few of them heading up the steps near the hall, some into the hall. I tried to recall where the first class was.

"2nd floor" I whispered. I took to the ceiling and headed up the stairwell. I didn't want to waste time heading up the stairs this time. I dropped back down as soon as I reached the floor. I looked around the hall seeing if anyone got here before me.

Smitty and Needlemen. I decided not to engage them, and went with the action of heading to the room. I quickly went in and opened the door. As soon as Needlemen was close, I kicked the door closed with one of my back feet, which allowed me the entertainment of Needlemen getting a conk in the nose. Heh. I heard his muffled, "I think I broke my nose!", from the outside. I chuckled with glee. Actually, I just hit the guy in the head, it wasn't that serious.

"That was just to warn not to mess with me Needlemen...." I said to myself. It was then I realized that Hazel was right by me, looking pretty interested in what I did. I hesitated a bit.

"Heh heh....the wind?" I said, trying to fake my way out of it. He gave a deep sigh in response. "Take a seat Randall....." he said. I dropped the jittering smile from my face and trotted over to my seat. Hazel shook his head as he opened the door. I swear he had a small smile on his face.

Smitty stepped in first....well....trailed I guess, backwards. Needlemen was ahead of him, holding his head back and keeping his eyes on his nose. Smitty was gesturing him how and where to move, just like those direction monsters that help bring in aircraft.

"(He's small not blind....)" I thought, chuckling. Guess Hazel thought I shouldn't get a punishment for it. Guess he is a nice guy. Ricky came in following, his eyes and stalks turning straight to Needlemen. He smiled from the sight. Honestly, how can you miss a smile from that guy? He took his original place. Smitty directed Needlemen to his seat, which was pretty comical to me.

Strangely enough, I had no idea what Needlemen was. His type or anything like that. There's a slight chance, and I do mean slight, that he's reptilian. He does look sorta dragonish.......then again....he couldn't be. He's not prejudiced.

Less we forget faithful Sanderson, who abruptly met face to face with the room's floor. I questioned the thought if he had tripped on anything. But I got my answer as Percy came casually beside him, smiling at herself. Hazel didn't seem to notice. I already had my note book out and currently covered myself so she wouldn't see me. I had the notion she would literally kill me for not following her "orders". My attention, and Ricky's, was placed on George, who was currently being helped up by Sullivan. See what I mean? Sure...help him when he trips....walk over me when I do!

George took his seat as Sullivan came over to me, a smile across his face. I hated his smiles. When I give a grin, you know I've got a good plan or idea coming to my head. With him, its just a signal to me that he's going to do something to me. Let it be physical, metal, a slur, or just plain talk.

"Too bad Fargus didn't see you yesterday!" he said, laughing as he took his seat. I really hated him. Not so much as killing him, I'm not like that. But still, I wish I could just have socked him right in the jaw just once without so much as a consequence, but nope.

I decided to pay no mind to his put downs of humiliation. I was more worried about, as said, Percy. I did NOT want to be the end of her lucky fist. I hated Sullivan for the embarrassment he gave me yesterday, but luckily him and Wazowski were hopefully going to just taunt me. Percy could knock me out with one punch, think of that one Sullivan gave me.

I switched my attention to the door, trying to get rid of the thought. Celia came in next, taking here seat. As for Celia, I couldn't figure out what she was either. She could be reptilian, then again her reputation would say other wise. She gave a short look to me, noticing no one looking at her at the time. Celia never liked me, but I guess she did notice how I didn't want Percy getting her yesterday.

I just gave a small smile back as she turned away again. My eyes, seeming uncontrolled by me at the time, switched to Percy, who was looking straight at me. She used her note book, gesturing it was me. She trusted her fist into it.

I gulped as she continued. I swear sweat was beginning to come to my face. "(She's going to mutilate me...)" I thought. Oh boy. And considering how many limbs I have, she's going to have a good time! "(I'm dead....no scratch that....I'm over killed....)" I thought. I turned and hid my face. It was not a good site to see my future.

What? I meant Percy beating me to a pulp. You should see her mother. When I came into training, which I really didn't need heh, she threw everything she could at me. Thankfully, she couldn't pin anything on me hah! Speaking of training....there's something you should know about Sullivan. I use the word "backstabber" for a reason. If you put two and two together, you can probably figure out what it is. If you don't figure it out....I'll tell you later.

At the time, Harry came in next, giving a chuckle as soon as he saw me. The instant he did, I rubbed my arms. Those tentacles of his are enough to squeeze the life out of something, luckily that was not the case.

From then on, a couple more came in and Hazel started with what was going on today. Worksheets and notes, what else?

I started working slowly, which wasn't really my style, since I wanted to keep myself from wondering what Percy would do to me.

Soon enough, the bell ring, signaling monsters to be in their classes by now. I didn't mind it. The speakers crackled and started with the announcements.

Now, I have to admit something. We DO have a pledge. But, I just don't believe it anymore. Considering how I've, and my kind have, been treated my life, from then and in the future, I just didn't believe in it anymore.

I hear you humans have a "justice for all" in your pledge. Guess that certainly doesn't go in my world.

As it started, we all rose out of our seats, hand on heart. I never really spoke the words since I knew of my kind's prejudice.

And at this time, I really didn't feel like saying the whole thing. I won't tell what the pledge is, since I don't believe in it.......and that I don't really remember the "good" of government in my world. A reason why, is that paper I looked at this morning.

That reptile was probably killed by haters. As you've heard, I have experienced it. All too much. And that just piles on with all the other stuff in my life, making it harder. Not only didn't I have any parents, but I'm probably the only one of my kind to go through life like this.

Said and done, I got back in my seat. I was a little annoyed with that announcement. Every single day jeez.

I won't explain much history in the beginning, after all, neither did I.

I finished first, as always. Nothing much I'd like to share, I won't go on and on with history in the beginning. Don't want to sound boring.

Getting back to the prejudice thing. I might as well explain it a bit. All in all, I guess it does go with history.

Exactly why or when or how this happened, I don't know. Just for some reason, my kind aren't respected by other monsters. Even in your world we have a bad reputation. Strange as it may be, I never understood. Even though in your world, the impact of "difference" in your world wasn't totally resolved, at least someone spoke out.

So far, no one in our world has spoken out for us. They're either too afraid, or think we're never going to be on the same level.

As a matter a fact, that was currently going through my mind as I handed my paper to Hazel as he passed by. Why shouldn't I be? From that article, I got to thinking.

Actually, its a bunch of nonsense to me. After all, there's a whole heck of allot of different monsters out here. Sure, there are reptiles like me, but so far I haven't seen any that looked like...well....me. You see that's another thing. There are SO many types of monsters and there are SO may KINDS of those types of monsters. Its completely stupid to just point at one and say "we don't like that type".

And coincidently......we aren't respected as much in your world too. It just seems like....we were cursed or something like that. I mean, its not right....not all.....

Still, I had to deal with it.

As ever started to end their sheets as well, Hazel told us to get ready for a KWL chart for the 1600's. I sighed, reaching into my pack and bringing out a notebook. You know the routine, what you know, what you would like to know, and what you've learned.

Out of reflex, I placed "why are reptilian monsters different" in the what I want to know column. Useless, its not like teachers actually look at them anyhow. He started asking various questions about the time period, hoping we'd learned something in our past History classes. Sure, I was good in History, but I just feel something was always missing. I've had a slight wonder as to how us Monsters became to be. I'm waiting for Persse's class to come up.

I tabbed the eraser bit of my pencil, same as your normal human one, on my paper as Hazel kept keeping everyone awake with his talking. Its always as if a few teachers TRY to get you interested into what they're talking about. Me on the other hand, was trying to keep my head up.

I know many of you have experienced the "sensation" of waking up early for school. While your hardly awake in your first class, or sometimes show you are, its a drag to get to other classes.

I was dead beat today, as with most days, so I really didn't care what was going on. "(Sheeesh....come on come on)" I thought, looking up at the clock. Still about ten minutes. "(If your really a good monster, end the class now.....)".

Feeling the need to look around. Celia had her attention on trying to look past Hazel to the projection on the wall. Percy was doing a circular motion with her pencil on her paper. Smitty and Needlemen were copying each other. George was doing the same as Celia. Harry and Ricky were done too, trying to find a point of interest in the room. Sullivan was busy trying to catch up.

"(Eh....I hate time)" I thought, opening my bag and placing my books in it.

Oh! Yeah....and uh....in response to VJ's review. You don't have to ask Sean, just me. In any course, yeah sure....go ahead and use the Orphanage.....I don't like it anyway....neither liked living in it either. Great to have a another fan! Oh! And thanks for your concern Cool. Yeah, I was heh...pretty pathetic at that time.....but that actually is the MOST important event, probably in my life. You'll all see why later on.

Next chapter actually has a little on me and Strife, as does the chapter after that. Review.