Hello reader, sorry about not updating on Valentine's day, I was busy. Anyways, I hope you enjoyed your Valentine's Day :D.
As I walked through the hallway, I could feel the other dragons staring at me. I guess that the story of me crashing through the door was already spreading. So much for having a normal day, I thought to myself as I heard a couple dragons trying to hold their laughs in. I ignored them and kept walking to the next class, which was history. As I walked through the hallway, I heard two voices.
"Dude, he posted a new video," one voice said.
"Really?" the second voiced asked.
"Yeah," the first voice responded. "It looks like he posted a new Firewings video."
I stiffened when I heard this, wondering if they were talking about my video. I started to walk a little slower, hoping to hear the conversation. They must've seen me, because as I glanced at them, the gave me cold stares in response.
They were SkyWings, one having red scales that shone when they saw light and the second having fiery orange scales, with some scars on his neck. I Wonder how he got those, I thought as I quickly looked away and sped up, towards history. As I walked, I could feel them staring at me. I looked back, but they were looking at their phones. As I rounded the corner, I could see they were on my channel.
The walk to class took longer than usual, mainly because I was trying to avoid being tripped. As I walked, I could see people starting to look at me grins. I guess my story was already spread, I thought as I sighed to myself. Eventually, I saw the classroom and sped up my pace.
I walked into the room, seeing that I was the second person, behind Celsius. He looked at me with a amused expression, probably over hearing the story that everyone was talking about this morning.
"Don't say a word," I muttered as I took my seat next to him. He just continued to look at me, this time with a serious expression.
"Now I'm seeing why we aren't allowed to fly around Pyrrhia," was all he spoke. I rolled my eyes when I heard this, but he was right. The dragons didn't trust us to fly around. They think that we would do dangerous stuff if we flew, and they were probably right. Besides, whenever we did fly, by accident, we always ended up crash landing. "I don't know how you did it, but you did the stupidest thing the school has ever seen."
"Great friend you are," I responded sarcastically. He grinned when he heard my comment and looked at the door. Dragons started to swarm in, going to their seats. I could see that whenever someone walked by me, they would glance at me for a second. I started to shoot them glares as they passed by, making them get to their desks quickly.
After a few minutes of dragons stumbling over each other and talking to low voices about their plans after school, the teacher got up from his desk and gave everyone a friendly smile. He was Hurricane the SeaWing, my history teacher. He was a nice teacher, always treated me with respect. He knew what I went through every day and tried to tell the principal, Mr. Drift, a SkyWing, but I told him not too. This would only make the bullies mad and would probably pick on me more, possibly beat me up. He nodded and understood, but stopped the bullies whenever they started to mess with me.
"Hello class," he said to us. "We are not going to do much, but I just wanted to say one thing." He shot a look at me, as if I was a mutated animal. "I have heard about the recent event this morning."
I groaned. Of all the things he has to say! Why this!
"Galactic, I want to talk to you," he called to me. I got out of my desk and looked at Cel, who gave me a concerned look. I started walking up the aisle, looking for anything that might make me trip. I didn't want to make a fool out of myself, again. When I got up to him, he looked at the class. "You all better listen."
The class looked at me, confused. They probably wondered why I was worth their attention. "Mr. Galactic here has broken a three thousand dollar door, trying to fly through the hallways," he explained to them. A RainWing was holding in a laugh, while all the dragons in the back just snickered at me. Hurricane ignored this and continued. "During the class switch, I was informed by the math teacher, Mr. Quickthinker that Galactic paid for this door, out of his own pocket."
I went pale as he started to say this. Did he know who I was now? I wasn't careful enough, I scolded myself in my mind. I turned my head a little to see some dragons, go silent, due to shock that I was able to pay for something so expensive. They all thought of me as a broke geek that spent all of his money on video games. It was true, but not entirely.
Others looked at me in disbelief, probably trying to deny that this wasn't true at all. I just laughed in my head, wondering what would happen if I was the famous YouTuber they all watched.
"This gives me important information," Quickthinker said, turning to look at me.
"What information would that be," said a SeaWing in the back of the classroom.
"Information that Galactic has a life, making money so he can get ahead in life, unlike any of you," he responded, making the class go silent. I looked upon the classroom, seeing Cel trying to hold in laugh. He quickly coughed, seeing the glare Mr. Hurricane was giving him. "He had himself prepared to face the real world."
He turned to look at me, smiling. He gave me a pat on the back and told me to go back to my seat. As I went back, I could see that my classmates were staring at me, wide eyed. Part of me felt uncomfortable by this, the other part made me want to me to jump in their faces, telling them they were wrong about me. I managed to keep myself calm, through the staring crowd. I could hear them murmuring about me, clearly forgetting about the "accident" this morning.
"Alright class," he told us. "Stop staring at him and pay attention to the video."
With this, the other dragons took their eyes off me, making me relax, but I saw someone out the corner of my eye. It was a SkyWing, who was glaring at me. He leaned to a SandWing and whispered into his ear. The SandWing glanced at me and nodded. He then whispered something to the SkyWing, who just nodded.
I quickly looked at the video playing, why are they looking at me? Does this have to do with something Mr. Hurricane said? I just wanted to be left alone today. I continued to watch the video, which was giving information about the Scorch.
After some time of watching the video, the bell rang, marking the end of class. I grabbed my stuff and went over to Cel. He looked up at me as I made my way through the group of dragons trying to get out of class. His eyes were filled with shock and worry, as if I was a baby dragonet.
"Cel, I think I'm in trouble," I said to him in a low voice.
"Yeah, Mr. Hurricane just went out and called you out," he said with slight irritation.
"No, not that," I said. He then stopped continuing his rant about the teacher and looked up at me, confused. "I saw this SkyWing and SandWing glaring at me during the video. They looked like they want to kill me or something."
Cel thought for a moment, not sure what to do. Cel got up from his seat and we approached the door, ready to go. That's when he grabbed my shoulder and look at me.
"Keep an eye out," he advised me. "You don't what they are up to, and they probably have something planned."
I nodded, knowing what he meant. Before he came to this school, he was always the main target at his junior high school. Dragons would pick on him, as if he was an object rather than a living thing. He told me once that they ambushed him on his way home, grabbing and punching him until his scales turned black around his eyes. He also got a couple of broken ribs.
"If anything is unusual," he continued. "Then go home early or warn me the second class is out."
He walked away from me, giving me one last look before he rounded the corner, heading off to the next class. I watched him round the corner before I started heading to class. I ignored some dragons glancing at me suspiciously and kept me eyes on the path in front of me. I had to weave between groups of dragons and sometimes had to avoid others smacking me with their tails. I eventually made it to chemistry, and went to my seat quickly. I waited, hoping that no one would notice me when they came in. Luck didn't seem on my side, because every dragon who came, stared at me for a couple seconds before going to their seats.
After a few minutes, the bell rang, making class is session. Our chemistry teacher, Mrs. Elegant the RainWing, greeted us and gave us a speech, about how she was proud that her students all passed high school. That part surprised me. Half of my class never pay attention in school and always complain about all the homework they get at the end of class. Not for me, though. Whenever I get homework, I spend as much time on it as possible during school. This gets me a ton of homework done and, sometimes, all of it.
That is how all that free time being able to make new videos for the viewers. None of them know the amount of work and effort I put into those videos, I thought. None of them know how proud I am of myself whenever I post a new video.
I then snapped out of my thoughts when I heard Mrs. Elegant continue her speech, but in a louder voice. "…Remember this always, work to your best ability on everything you get. You want to be the one known for being successful in life," she said, then paused to look at me, smiling. I made a small, meek smile back to her as she approached me.
"Right now I know Galactic has been successful in life," she said, giving me another warm smile. Why do I get all the attention now? Like seriously, I thought my head as I looked at her. "He has always put the best effort into his reports and homework."
"He's the nerd," a dragon said, somewhere in the back of class. "He's expected to do that type of stuff."
The whole class then exploded into laughter. Dragons were falling out of their chairs, trying to breathe in air from all the hard laughing. Elegant just sighed and glared around the room, making her students suddenly stop laughing, as if something important was going on. Once the noise died down, she looked back at me. I just sat there, keeping the tears in my eyes.
She patted my back and headed back to her desk. "You can talk quietly amongst each other."
When she said that, the dragons around me began to shift in their seats, turning to talk to their friends. I just sat there, with my head hung low. Why did I have to suffer through all this? I thought. Why did I have to be bullied just because I'm smarter than the others?
I put my head into my arms, and rested on the desk. Around me, I could hear the muffled voices of other dragons talking and laughing, others were talking about what they were going to do after school, but most of them were laughing at me because of the joke that dragon made. I closed my eyes, waiting for class to end.
After about half an hour, the bell rung and I lifted my head. I saw my fellow classmates get out of their desks and headed for the door. I got out of my chair slowly, so I didn't have to deal with the mob of dragons.
When the crowd started to move out the door and move on to their next classes, I started heading out, only for Elegant to call my name.
"Galactic," she called out to me. "Can I see you for a moment?" I nodded, going over to her desk. When I was in front of her desk, she started talking to me.
"I hope you don't take those students seriously," she told me. "They only make those comments because it makes them feel better about themselves."
I nodded, not really thinking about her explanation for bullying that way. I wondered if they had bad lives, then took it out on me.
"I can see something incredible in you," she continued. "You have the potential to do anything. You realize that, don't you?"
I nodded again, but I was already doing something incredible, I just didn't want to show through the real me. I thanked her for the speech and headed out, while she was busy with the papers on her desk.
I headed to the next thing on the schedule, lunch. I wasn't feeling really joyfully though. Lunch was where I got picked on the most, and all the stuff that has been happening, the bullies are probably going to threaten me to get my wallet.
I headed to my locker, and heard someone approach me. I turned around to see Cel, trying to be to pull something off from a spy mission. When he saw me, he threw his arms in the air and let out an exasperated sigh.
"Maybe another time," I joked as I headed to my locker.
"You're too alert, you know," he said to me.
"I got reasons why I am like this," I responded, gesturing to myself. "I'm only here so bullies don't steal my wallet. I'm not going to bring a dime."
"You're going to get hungry," he said, his voice faltered a little.
"I don't want them stealing two thousand dollars, ok?" I said to him. He just looked at me and shook his head. I grinned at him and headed off to the cafeteria with him close behind. As we walked through the hallways, I could hear the muffled voices of the other dragons. I skimmed the area, seeing that no dragons were looking at me anymore. I smiled a little bit, relieved to have the attention off me.
We entered the cafeteria, seeing a couple of jocks standing by the front of the lunch line. They were talking and laughing with each. Probably waiting for me, I thought with a smirk. They are going to be disappointed.
We walked to the line, and sure enough, they did. A SeaWing I have never seen before, grabbed his friends shoulder and jerked his head towards me. One by one, they turned to stare at me, as if they were trying to find the money I didn't have.
I just ignored them, hoping that they would go back to their conversation. Hope was diminished when they started walking over to me. As they got closer, I started to shuffle away from them, but remained in line. They were soon looking over me, having evil grins on their faces. One of them, the leader I guessed, came out of the group and spoke.
"Hey loser," he said in a deep voice. "Would you be kind enough to give us some money so we can eat?" It sounded more like a command than a question. It was a good thing I put my wallet back in my locker. I looked at him, seeing a smug look on his face. I then turned my head a little to see everyone stop what they were doing and look at the conversation me and this MudWing were having.
"Nope, sorry bro, but I don't have any," I said wryly. Some of the dragons sitting cringed back, probably knowing what would happen next. Others just watched in interest. "Looks like you're going to need to ask someone else." I started to fill in the line, but the MudWing grabbed my shoulder.
"That wasn't a question," he sneered. "That was an order. Give us the money right now or we will have to leave in pain."
"Is there a choice three?" I answered sarcastically. This made the MudWing start to get angry, and I was going to add to the fire. "If you're done with your little threats, I would like to get my lunch." I walked away, only to feel him grab me. I turned around, only to be greeted by a fist.
When the fist connected with my snout, I stumbled back until I hit the wall. I fell to the ground, clutching my snout. I then heard yelling start across the cafeteria and heard someone crash into a table. Getting up slowly, I looked up to see Cel being choked by the MudWing.
"Cel," I yelled, causing the MudWing to turn my direction, and throw Cel at me. Not good, I thought as we collided and hit the wall, causing pain to erupt on the scales of my underbelly and snout. I tried to get up, but Cel was on top of me, knocked out. The MudWing approached, causing me to paralyze in fear. "Time to learn your place," he said, with his gang closing any escape around us. Life just gets better and better.