Puberty
Chapter 3: CERN, sort of…
Julian's POV
"…Julian, Julian Teh. He's a minor, no offense kid. But any physical damage to this minor will ended our lousy fucking school with a lawsuit. So I recommend you to not even touch him."
'What the fuck?!' I thought. 'Why would this school get sued if any physical damage occurs to me?' Then I looked down at myself and realized…
My fragile body, of course, every time this happens. My worrying parents, they are rich enough to sue the entire Australia if they can. But still they want more money, that's why they took this project, and that's why I'm here.
"Erm… So Julian? Would you like to introduce yourself?" Teacher asked.
"Oh, not again Mr. Garrison!" some groan.
'Mr. Garrison? He seems the opposite of his own name. I mean garrison is related to something in military, right?' I thought
"Shut the fuck up! I don't know why I followed you all to high school? I should had follow Mackey's advice and teacher preschooler again. Or the fact that elementary school teaching with you guys is fun!" he said.
'Wait? A preschool teacher? Elementary school teacher? Students having the same teacher from elementary school until high school?' I thought.
"This is way out of control," I whispered. And gave a secret message to Kyle.
Kyle nodded to inform me that he receives the message.
I wrote some stuff about me at the whiteboard to give the class some information about me like name (obviously) and birthday and so. While I was writing, I heard some giggles, someone squeaking, and chitchatting everywhere.
So normal, for me. My class is nominated for the best noisemakers in the old Selangor school I was in previously. This is so like my old school with a catch: They're all Americans. Not the same race as me. They might be racist and unfair towards me.
But Kyle won't be that bad, would he?
The Real Chapter 2
Chapter 2: A tour around the school and CERN look-alike lab.
After introducing myself, the whole class laughed. Guess American has a good sense of humor. Or the fact that my Asian style is funny. But whatever, as long the class is happy, or so I thought. Maybe amusing them is a better way of saying this.
"So, who would like to take Julian to a school tour? It'll take 4 hours. Anyone?" asked Mr. Garrison.
5 people raised their hands.
"Ok, Craig Tucker, Stan Marsh, Kyle Broflovski, Butters Stoch, and Tweek Tweak. Come out here and form a line in front of Julian" Mr. Garrison said.
They all stand right in front of me within punching distance.
I got a list by Mr. Garrison, the list contains detailed information (even with pictures, wow) about the boys standing in front of me.
The list looked like this:
Craig Tucker
Height: 6'5
Always getting into trouble, but always solves it in the end. May be very troublesome at times.
Tweek Tweak
Height: 5'7
Loves coffee, shakes most of the times. Don't panic if you sees him twitching his neck, it's perfectly normal.
Butters Stoch
Height: 5'2
Looks mature, but due to his parents abuse and this town's extraordinariness, he had some psychological scars.
Kyle Broflovski
Height: 4'
Even though his small size, his IQ and ingenuity is extremely high. Has the potential to be the next world's best scientist.
Stan Marsh
Height: 6'2
Strong and Brave, Star, MPV, and Captain of the football team. Also the co-captain of the glee club.
"Okay, pick your tour buddy and be off!" Mr. Garrison said hastily.
I pulled Stan, Kyle, and Butters' hand embarrassingly and ran out of the class. "Ok-ay! Let's explore the school!" I said. "I want to see your CERN lab the moment I finish this stupid tour." I whispered to Kyle.
"Bingo!" he said. Translation? "Well, heck yeah!" "You won't mind the two dumbasses following around in your lab?" I asked. "Nah! They are my lab rat at times" he said covering my mouth to prevent me from shouting.
"It's normal. They lack of money, see? I just need to pay them to try out my least dangerous experimental stuffs. Thanks for picking Stan and Butters though," he said. "Tweek and Craig might have cause A LOT of trouble if they enter my lab."
After 1 boring hour traveling around the school like expelled students…
"LET'S GO!" Kyle said before punching a tree.
A bright light blinded the entire 5-miles radius including the classes nearby.
When we land at the lab, the temperature suddenly dropped by 20 degrees. Whoops! I suddenly remember that at CERN it's cold… so a look alike lab is definitely cold like the real one.
Only this one is own by a 14 year-old boy, not two countries, Switzerland, and France.
"Welcome to my lab! Computer! Give my buddies a jacket, please." Kyle said half happy, half gleefully.
Within' minutes, we were insulated by warm heating elements jackets. We (me and Kyle) discussed about our old projects, while the other two talked about their problems with their parents.
And at last we arrived at the topic I've been looking for months. Kyle held out a blueprint. "It's the growth accelerator, it increases the growth hormones in our body. But I modified it to send signals to our brain to make GnRH and release it to the pituitary gland and make another type of hormones to signal our balls to release sex hormones. And result, puberty immediately starts at normal speed without having to wait until we naturally making GnRH ourselves and start out puberty late.
(A/N: Okay, don't ask me how I get this info, I got it from a book. And it's almost true. Don't flame me if you think this sucks.)
"And as your 14th Birthday present. I present you TGA!" he said pulled out a very long and wide cloth, revealing a chamber and a machine, near the chamber.
"Hey guys! I invented a new machine here and I want you to help me operate it while me and my buddy here test it," he yelled to them with two 50 USD note on his hand.
The two came as if they had sixth sense and knew that we're going to call them… "Ok, you just need to seal us in this chamber and press the orange button, then the red one, then the green one and lastly, you pull this lever into the normal mark. Okay?" Kyle explained.
I pull Kyle into the chamber.
Stan's POV
Kyle is always been my best friend, I didn't help him for money or friendship. I just feel like contributing something to him, and this is best way I can do this.
I started up the machine and do exactly the things that Kyle asked me to do.
Butters' POV
While Stan's doing his stuff I was checked out this machine. Then I saw the power cord. It's switched off. And I switched it back on. And just that time, Stan decided to lean on the lever.
Before I could change the lever's position back to normal. The machine activated. I tried to pull the lever back to the normal mark.
But I failed!
IT'S STUCK AT THE MAX MARK!
A/N: I know, lousy ending. Another cliffhanger… Just review and I work on the next chapter.