Note: I don't own LOSH! So when do you sue if I don't get any money for this.
This is in Brin's point of view because in every relationship there is 3 point of view. The guy, girl and the audience's point of view.
I wanted to post this on Sunday but I got some extra time so here you go. Please review and tell me what you think. How is it in a boys POV because I have always have difficultly to do that.
Mr. Vilgax (the principal) moved his finger in a coming motion. Show time. Great….This is just going to go so well. I moved toward the room and there sat teenagers in there desk. They were either staring at the floor or avoiding all contact with me. I am putting fear in there hearts. Wow, do I need to work on my people skills. Remember, show no fear. Show that I strong and that I am only here to make good grades. I am not here to make friends or have any girl friends. The only reason I am here is to find a scholarship and go to college.
One girl, who had black hair and light blue eyes stared at me with an innocent stare as if she was fascinated by the fact that I am new and odd phenomena in the world. An experiment as No that can not be it, since she is a16 year old girl. I think.
Mr. Starscream said something out of his mouth but I didn't get it. I think it was something on the lines of sitting down.
I sit down to a seat that was closest to the door. Everyone even that black haired girl was now sleeping or appearing to be dead. Either way, I will need to quickly now CPR. I hope my training is ready to do 20 people all at once
I begin writing down,
Leonardo was the Renascence man. He built weapons, parachute, car parts, and even submarines. We have learned more from this man then we have learned from our time. Sure we have computers, but isn't more like giant calculator…" On and on he went about the details of the Renascence.
Suddenly the dead room did the impossible. The girls started laughing. The reason is alone could mean that something was off, but what? Don't look up Brin just keep your mind on your notes. They are probably laughing at you and how you look. Remember you are here to do school and that is it. This laughing went on for about 30 minutes.
Is it just me or this class is boring?
Mr. Starscream stop rambling and then he said out loud, "You can quarrel with your classmates now and STOP THAT LAUGHING!!"
Finally, the laughter died down but like life. It must come to an end. Suddenly people started getting up from their seats and started making there way. How this became a surprised to me was because I was reading a psychology book.
A blond overconfident male quickly shake my hand and said, "Hi! I am Lighting boy."
Some kid that was wearing red and a blue outfit and then another handshake came my way and he pat my shoulder like we are going to become good buddies.
"I am Superman and this is my cousin, Kell-el" This "Superman" had this annoying smile on like it is going to be all okay. What does he know. Thankfully Kell-el didn't do anything but nod like he was thinking. A man in a purple shirt came up to me and did the "president" hand shake. You know the one where the person uses two hands instead of one.
The "president" hand shaker person said, "My name is Mr. Cosmic."
What is with all these weird names?? They are starting to bug me. Then finally after a moment of awkward silence the "Mr. Cosmic." Or more like a goody two shoes said, "We would like for you to join our football team."
Wait…WHAT?! I don't want to join any team. I am trying to get to on by. Go to college and find a better job. Instead of shouting that entire out, I just shook head. All of them, even that weird "Superman guy" seem to be pouting their little pout. Begging for me to join the team. They were saying things like, "It could be really fun. We might actually win this year. It will impress the ladies. You will feel victorious. It will look good on colleges."
After all that complaining, I shook my head and gave out a small no and then carried on to reading by book.
Then the best thing happen next, WHEN WILL EVERYONE LEAVE ME ALONE TO READ!! Apparently not. I don't want to talk. I just want to read and this girl decided to walk up to me. I didn't say anything to her until she spoke to me first
"Welcome, I'm Phantom." She said. Okay, now it is bugging. WHAT KIND OF NAMES ARE GIVEN TO THESE POOR KIDS? They are the most abnormal that I ever heard.
"What kind of name is Phantom? Parents are giving their children weird names there days, Apple, Peach, and even Ivam Poop." I asked because I was annoyed but when I saw her. She was pretty. I guess the fact that she was so pretty kind of stunned me but I quickly recovered so, fast that she didn't even
"Hey Phantom is a nickname. Here, in this town, we give each other nicknames and we use them more than our real names. But my real name is Tynia."
I then decided that didn't want a conversation. Heck, I don't even want to go to a public school but here I am. In school and studying. Doing what I have to do to get my sister and go to college. I then slowly look up. Aw, crap the bell is about to ring any second. Her ansipated eyes were waiting for any answer; a nod, a yes or a simple replay. I slowly put all of my books in my book bag and headed for the door as fast as I can and then the bell rang.
Then I thought to myself Is it just me or this class is boring?
My thoughts suddenly went like this while was walking down the hall way.
Sometimes, it is not the actions that always say who we are, but also the sounds coming out of your mouth. Maybe, it is best to say the words we need to say because the weight of it will over power you? Maybe, it is best not to say anything you want to say but what you need to say. When do you want to say something? Isn't everything you say is what you need to say or just because you want to say it.
Will anyone say what they want to say but not what they need to say? Maybe it is best to not say anything and let the silence speak for itself. When do you know to be silence? Is something we feel or guess? Why are we silent when there wrong people do wrong things?
Is anyone going to stop them or is it better to be silent? Who is going to speak about rude people and make them stop? Out of sight…Out of mind.
May its better not to be out of sight because if it is then it's never going to be fixed? Maybe problems are good things because we would know who we truly are. Why am I asking myself these questions if I can't find the answer? They are just plain annoying, but they help me get one step closer to find-
"Hey Brin!!
I turned around and there she was. She doesn't get a hint that I don't want to talk. I am always thinking. When will all that thinking will be useful if it is not going to be spoken out. Maybe in words on paper but speaking…That another problem for another day.
"HEY PUPPY!! STOP IGNORING ME AND ANSWER MY QUESTION!!" Phantom said.
"IT WOULD BE NICE IF YOU DIDN'T YELL AT ME IN MY EAR!!" I shouted right back . Wait a minute, Puppy. Did she call me Puppy…Yes? Yes she did.
"Hypocrite, Anyway I was wondering if you are going to the game tonight."
Hypocrite, hey that was funny. At least she has a sense of humor.
Her blue eyes looked helplessly into mine and it was screaming, "YES SAY YEY YES YES YES!!"
I looked up trying to remember what I have to do today. Yes, work. I have to work. Really I do.
"No, I am not going."
Phantom looks sad. Disappointed and she drops her head a bit and then pulls back to where is normally was and then began to say, "Well are you ever going to a game?" With a glimmer of hope, she spoke those words. Did she want to go out on a date with me? No this is too much for me to handle at once.
I didn't answer because I started to walk. I didn't why I started walking away. My mother told me it was rude to walk away from a conversation and the only expectation is when it is too negative. I just wanted to get away.
I didn't want to see her face because I know she will be confused and hurt but I really needed to go. I don't want to see anyone hurt, anymore.
The bell rang as soon I was at my next class. That was close. Oh, no. I have gym right now. Great. Just Great. When will my excitement for school end?
