Hey everybody. So it's been awhile since your least favorite ethnically German nationally cheeseburger bag of mostly water has posted on this site. I've been writing mostly on Wattpad, a site where most stories have the worst quality of all time. Some are barely readable. I decided to take a break from that website though, and I'm gonna be writing this story for awhile, at least that's the plan. Laziness is a bitch.
My name is John, and I'm one of the rare V Model Androids. I was kicked out of my last school for... reasons, and now I'm attending an entirely new district.
Going to a new school sucks, especially when you're already a quarter through the school year. Things are gonna be hard, but I can't name a time where they weren't.
From the moment the day began it was an annoyance. I didn't exactly like having to wear a specific outfit for school, especially formal wear. Alas, I put on a pair of black pants, a white button-up T-shirt, a black jacket, and a red tie.
In my single yellow eye my tired nature and aggravation are clear. What remains of this school year is gonna suck, and I wouldn't be surprised if I fail. I'll just have to see.
Thankfully I don't live in a world where I'm clutching bread in my non-existent mouth and bumping into pretty girls. If I could have it my way I'd like to avoid everyone. At least this once I get what I want.
The moment I step on school grounds I can see all the stereotypes in their respective groups of bullshittery. The popular girls, which includes one of those rare 'Mindflayer' Machines. The jocks, featuring a few of those three arm headless Husks. The popular boys, including another V Model Android. The nerds, filled with just about every kind of Machine, Husk, and Angel, only really Demons not ever taking interest in knowledge seeking. And of course the hall monitors, nothing short of Cerberus brawn.
Of course, I would fall into my own stereotype. When a new kid comes to school showing bitterness, anger, and isn't nervous in the slightest, people tend to make up rumors about them. I can already see many people eyeing me, staring at me with uncertainty and a look of 'here we go again'.
I can already tell some of them are thinking of making a move, and quite honestly I'd prefer to stay out of fights, unless I wanna get detention. Can't go through the same loop again.
I find my locker quickly; although I prefer to keep everything on me at all times, I can already tell what this school is like.
The morning is long and grueling. Did I get here too early? I don't think so. I fear this day will become long, as it'll only piss me off more. I pop a pill of Sumatriptan from my backpack, helping with my migraine. Most Machines can't consume pills, Hell they can generally only consume a few different foods, but as an Android I have chemicals in my motherboard, and I need those chemicals to function correctly.
Eventually the bell rings, an obnoxious sound that makes me want to chug all of my Sumatriptan. Doesn't help with my tinnitus at all. Everyone makes their way down the halls, pushing past me as I make my way to class. The moment I arrive I shove my face into my arms, trying to get as much rest as I can before class starts.
An unknown amount of time to me - hopefully short - passed before I was awoken by the teacher, a Stray. I eye the clock quickly, cursing that the first ten minutes of class are already gone. The teacher hands me a worksheet with math problems, and I immediately wish I wasn't woken up.
This is my new school life, and I know it'll only get worse. Far worse. I just gotta keep taking Sumatriptan.