I'm Here

Chapter 3

Chapter 3 computer class

Logan POV
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After a week of school it still was terrible but it was better then going to my own house.

Science is my last Academic class so it's period 4. I grabbed all my supplies and got in my class.

"Okay so would anyone care to explain a population?" My teacher asked.

No one put their hands up so I felt I should. "it's the group of a same species or organisms living together." I answered

"Correct, now what happens if there's a bigger death rate than birth rate?"

"The population will go down."

"Correct."

"What does that lead to."

"Extinct species."

"Correct, is anyone else going to answer except for Logan, my god," my teacher joked.

I looked down and smiled.

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I made it to technology class I looked in a mirror and saw the old man I saw back at Luke's house in my dream.

He must have froze time because no one was moving. "Hello Logan good to see you again."

"You again, I'm seeing things," I shook my head.

"Listen to me, you're doing good so far but just remember to make friends that won't be rude and selfish. You're doing good keep it up."

He started to teleport away, "Wait who are you?" He didn't answer and flew away.

The time was back to normal and I got in my assigned seat. We were required to sign into our computers and then get the financial business in the real world documents. I started to sign in but my computer started to smoke up. I immediately jumped up and yelled to the teacher. (who we still don't know his name yet.)

He told everyone to get in the back of the class room while he got help.

Then that stupid kid from lunch wanting the fight me named Cole, decided to speak, "So nice going nerd first day of computer class and you've already broke the computer."

Everyone in the class was laughing except for a few. I just rolled my eyes and kept looking forward.

Once Mr. What his name is, told us to sit down he looked at me and told me to sit at any open seat.

"Oh ps class I'm Mr. White."

I looked around there was a table with no one sitting in it or a seat open with a stranger. The stranger had all there friends with them but a seat open.

Screw it, I grabbed my stuff and I sat it down on the desk she looked up to me.

"Do you mind if I sit here?" I asked looking at her brown eyes.

"Go ahead, wait you're that guy in lunch." she smiled.

"Oh yeah, I'm Logan."

"I remember," she smiled showing her beautiful, perfect white teeth.

"Yeah....oh uh sorry for earlier I'm just a shy guy," I laughed.

"I can tell it's okay, I'm Rachel, good to meet you formally."

"Yeah."

I looked back at my new computer. I'm happy my computer broke down because I think I just made a new friend.

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I got on my school bus to ride home. I sat in the back of the bus hopefully not bothering the 8th graders. I got my pad of paper out and earbuds. I started to write down things. It's like my own journal. I have it to write down things that happen to me so I'll remember them and when I'm older I can laugh at what happened to me.

I started to write down that I met a girl and how I've already made an enemy.

The bus stopped at my "stop." I got up and grabbed my bag. I stepped off and walked to the apartment complex. I almost made it in my building until I saw Cheddar aka Paul and Bubble Wrap aka Noah my two friends.

Now I know what you're thinking Cheddar? Bubble Wrap? Yes, these are nicknames. They are both older then me. They are both African American. I live in a ghetto part of New York. Cheddar is 16 and Bubble is 15, I'm 12.

And that's not it, Chris that I keep telling you about he's African too. Luke is the only white friend I have. Besides myself but I don't think I can be my own friend.

"Hey guys, how's it going?" I asked being friendly.

"Pretty good pretty good man, how's middle school?" Cheddar asked.

"Sucky."

"Ah, well you'll miss it one day anyways I think think the tangos are coming soon." Bubble warned me.

The tangos is our made up name for these guys that piss us off. The guys consist of seven guys. All having code names; Eagle, Wing, Rust, DeathJam, Ology, Future, and PublicEM. I don't know any of their real names and they're all African Americans.

"Bubble what do you mean by you think," I asked worried.

"He means we're right here bitch," DeathJam yelled.

I looked over and saw all seven of them standing there with angry faces. They're all older than me some even 18 years old.

"What are you doing here?" Asked Cheddar in a mad voice.

"Oh you know stopping by, how's my little Rain doing?" They were referring to me, my nickname.

"I'm doing sucky right now thanks for asking," I replied.

Future walked up to me. "It's not polite to use that type of manor to your friends."

"Like we're your friends," I heard bubble yell.

"Shut the fuck up!" PublicEm yelled. He looked over and grabbed me by my shirt collar, "You fucking piece of white trash!" He threw me on the ground.

"You don't talk to my little buddy like that!" Cheddar yelled.

Future started to kick Cheddar repetitively. Eventually two other thugs on their crew started to hit him. Bubble ran away to his house. I started to get up but Wing kicked me down. My lip started to bleed.

Why would Cheddar save me like this. "Rain Man go get out of here!" He tried to yell.

I can't leave him.

I ran up to Future and punched him in the face. DeathJam grabbed me and threw me into the side of my apartment complex building. They almost kicked me until I heard someone yell stop.

It was the complex owner.

The tangos ran away. The apartment owner called an ambulance for Cheddar.

Cheddar started to feel woozy and started to not stay awake.

"Cheddar stay wit me!" I said as he would.

I felt his pulse....

They kicked him in the Ribs and he couldn't breath.

Cheddar has passed away.

I started to cry not knowing what to do. I'm only 12. The ambulance took him away to be buried I wanted to go with them but I couldn't they told me to go home.

I walked up the 13 flights of stairs up to my hallway I grabbed my keys out of my pocket and turned the lock.

I walked in my house and put my backpack down.

"Mom!" I yelled. "Mom!" I repeated still no sound.

I went through the whole apartment. no where to be seen.

Well I hope she brings home food tonight I don't want to be hungry again.