~Hesther's POV~

I followed Kansan and the guys around the school, mostly they help me familiarize the area. The school was big overall, but it was still different than my old school. I adored it there. The library was always the place where I would hang out with my besties.

Speaking of my besties, I wonder how they were coping. I mean, I hope not much will change since I left. They were my sisters in all but blood. Sadly we had to move because of my step dad's business.

I wonder if the library here is comfortable, I love good libraries filled with books. I love the smell of old books. They make them look and smell ancient(to me lo haha)

"Hey Hesther, Hesther!" My head snapped up, Zale looked at me in concern, he continued, "You blanked out for a while you know, you were pretty quiet." I smiled a little. I asked,

"Hey Zale, where's the library here? I want to go and check it out." He smirked,

"A Bookworm eh? Ok, I'll bring there." I followed him, and I gazed around the school, everyone was either chattering about their holiday, or either talking about other things I have entirely no idea about.

Zale asked," So do you like any sport?" My eyes brightened at this, I answered him,

"Hell yeah, my favorite is Basketball, I don't play it myself but I enjoy watching the matches m fav team is Golden State Warriors, what's yours?" We freely continued our discussion about the NBA. We get along pretty good even if we just met today. Everything was fine, but I should've known nothing good happens without paying the price.

Here's why

We were chatting about sports, and a gang of teens strutted in front of us.

A boy who wore a black shirt with writings of DIE in white spray paint italics and wore seriously ripped black jeans and dirty combat boots was standing in front of the group.

The other was thugs, my guess that they look like they are lethal and strong, but they are cinnamon rolls.

"SO! Anderson, made friends with a newbie huh? Pathetic, I know you're already weak but do you have to hide behind a measly newbie girl to save your ass from being whipped?" The bunch of goons behind the teen was howling with laughter, and they were starting to get my nerves.

"Shut the fuck up and get your stupid ass back to detention Pratt." Zale snarled. So his last name is Pratt huh?

Pratt's face twisted with anger and rage, I thought he looked like a rotten tomato who still somehow looked like one. And he acts like an overgrown spoiled baby brat. He growled, "No, you shut up Anderson. Or do you want your face to meet with my fist? Or, more like FISTS?!"

I couldn't take it anymore. This Pratt guy thinks that he is, oh so high and majestic just because he looks a lot bolder than Zale, I wonder if his brain capacity is 0 or something...

"Just shut up you know? Your voice is like a bee buzzing around my ears?" I said. Pratt's face got even redder and twisted(if it's possible), I thought, yup! He has officially become a fat tomato.

"Shut up newbie, do you know who I am?" He spat, you know what, that's it.

"No. And why should I? I mean, I did arrive today you know." Behind me, Zale gapped at me, with his mouth opening and closing, he looks like a shocked fish. I'm not even sure if fishes can show expressions if they could oh it's going to be...HEY! Snap out of it, ugh stupid ADHD.

If it's possible, his face got even redder. So he turned his heels and stomped away, probably thinking that he couldn't over talk us. Before he left our sight, he turned his head back and growled, "You may have gotten out of the beating this time, but next time... just you wait."

I managed not to let slip off my poker face and raised an eyebrow mockingly as if to say: Are you serious? I don't think there will be a next time, so watch your back. They continued to storm away.

What he didn't know is that I stuck a piece of A4 paper behind his back that says "Laugh at me if you think I'm a Moron" as he stormed to Merlin knows where, people are starting to notice the small note that I stuck at his back and started laughing or snickering, hard.

I couldn't keep my straight face anymore, neither can Zale, we exploded into fits of laughter.

"Oh my god, I haven't seen something so funny in a while since the last beati..." Zale said, but he seemed to catch on the last word and stiffened a bit.

I narrowed my eyes on Zale, I caught a little of the last word in his sentence that sounded suspiciously like beating, "Zale, did you just said beating?" His eyes widened a little, but then changed it to a stony emotionless face and said, "It's nothing, did you say you want to go to the library, come with me."

I reached out my hand and gripped his arm, with a stern expression that my friends in Hong Kong said that it's like I'm an adult living in a teenage body ready to give an exhortation to someone. Indicating if he didn't answer me he isn't going anywhere. I noticed that he flinched a little when I reached forward, so I loosen my grip a little.

"Zale please answer the question." I pleaded, he shrank back a little more. I sighed, I think I have a vague idea about what he has been through. I'd recognize these symptoms anywhere, I looked into his eyes and straight out said, "Zale, you can tell me about it when your ready, I don't mind. I'll go find the Library myself, go to the washroom to clear mind a bit will you?" He relaxed a bit and nodded.

I smiled softly and left him alone. I walked a few steps towards the library since it was already within hindsight, then I heard a voice behind me shout, "Hey Hesther!" I looked back

Zale smiled a little, "Thank you." I nodded and smiled even wider. Then went into the Library, I have to find a way to help him, I know I have to.

Guys I know I did promise to update in my holidays, but I lost my motivation to write for a while. Anyways, I'm in my Chinese Holiday, and I will try my best to write another chapter in this short period, but no promises!
~HuntressDemiwitch~