Strangers Paradise

Chapter 2.

~The first period bell rang as I sat at my desk. I watched the rest of the students spill in like a stampede of animals fresh with new gossip of some hot date or funny things that had happened during the night. I’m grateful that I’m excluded from that world they all find so amusing. The teacher motions us all to sit and quiet down as he walks in cause he had a couple of announcements to make one in particular to do with the writing contest since this is English class. I don’t really care much though about what he has to say. So I lay my head down to block all out. It was actually pretty quiet and not too hard to fall asleep until about not even ten minutes later I hear the sound of a chair scraping next to my seat. Alarmed I look up to see who disturbed my peace when for the second time that day I found myself looking at the same pale face from earlier. `Just great after all this time sitting here alone in the very back of the room the stupid teacher decides to sit a guy of all people next to me!` I thought. Annoyed I looked over to the old man and glared. There I kinda started to feel paranoid as I realized this was not good the class is staring at me like they almost want to kill me. What had I done now? As if to answer I heard the teacher calling for my attention. “Shelby since I’m sure you weren’t paying attention before this is our new transfer student.” I stare at Mr. Konoe giving him a look that screamed as though saying silently ‘and I really care’ which I suppose was the reaction he expected from me. Just to show my indifference to the others after that I laid my head down once more and fell into a light slumber through the rest of the period.
~This place is weird seriously weird and I think I’m lost according to the map I should have been at my English class. There are so many people I have no idea how I’m going to find every one of my classes on time. Wait! I think this is it. The front door read Mr. Konoe English and I feel relieved as I have finally found the class I was so desperately trying to find. I open the door and time seems to stand still for that small moment as I enter the classroom. I hear the girls gawk and giggle as they stare, as I started to approach the teacher, and whispered to each other. How uncomfortable I feel. When I reach the teacher I handed him my schedule. He took a quick glance at it then turned to the students and introduced me to all my new classmates. They all listened to him intently as he spoke in a show of respect. All except one student was listening to the teacher that is, he sat in the very back of the room secluded from everyone else and he seemed to be asleep or so I thought. The teacher was in the moment of pondering on where to seat me. Unfortunately there were only full rows unless you counted the back one with the slumbering body. So that was where I was sent. I heard the moans of disappointed girls as I made my way to my seat. As I stood there I recognized the spiky blonde hair and the dark clothing to belong to the boy from which I had met earlier. He didn’t even stir until I pulled my chair out from the table his head lifted and he stared at me with those big eyes of his just as he did this mourning in confusion or maybe it was annoyance I wasn‘t sure. His gaze then shifted to the rest of everyone Mr. Konoe looked angry and then explained at what he had missed while off in la la land `Shelby that’s his name huh?` I was sitting myself in the chair and taking out my notebook while getting situated and this Shelby guy just went back to sleep. Sleep? How can he sleep during English class? I thought that was highly inexcusable, but it’s not my problem so I leave it alone. As the hour dragged on this class seemed to go on forever. Actually the whole day did. Thankfully I wasn’t too far behind in my school work and that I could easily catch up within a week or two. As the day rolled on I found that the blonde kid was in all of my first four classes and in all of them he sat in the very back corner of the room and that at lunch he just disappeared from sight. I wondered if something was wrong with him today to make him so unfriendly. Then some girl later on I was talking to, who happened to sit next to me in my 3-D design class, had told me that he was just like that a real loner and preferred to be left alone not to mention he rarely ever talked at least that’s what she said. I feel a little bad for the kid for some reason, but yet again don’t dread on it. At the end of the day I walked back to my apartment. Yeah that’s right my apartment. I lived alone on the account that I had no parents and as I reached the door I found an envelope taped to it. It’s from my aunt B. most likely and I notice a wade of cash in it including a small folded up note. “Andrew came by but you must have been at school I left some grocery cash and hope to talk to you later. Love aunt B.” Mad I crumbled up the note in my fist and tossed it. `TALK TO YOU LATER HA!` I thought that was funny since we’d never really talked. She would just always drop off money for me to live on time to time since my parents had died over a year ago. No one in my family wanted to take care of a sixteen year old teenager so they talked with social services to let me live on my own. As long as they helped pay for everything I needed to survive on until I turned eighteen. So thoughs were the terms but what social services didn’t know was that each of my relatives would just move me around sending envelops of money every month to me. Hey though at least it leaves me with a lot of cash to save up since all of my relatives are loaded with money. They moved me out here so I would be far away from them all. None of them wanted to be around a crazy mans son they were afraid of me. Thought one day I would also snap and if that happened they wanted to be a safe distance from me. So I’m cursed to be alone for the rest of my life because no one can ever know my secret.

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