I feel like a heroine from a high school movie

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Akira:

I kept silent throughout the entire two periods of History. I should have never spoken in front of them. Why did Muirhead have to call me?

‘Listen, Akira,’ Felicity nudged my elbow, ‘it’s proven, Muirhead is a bampot.’

What?

‘Bampot means idiot.’

Well, that word does sum everything up. Very amply.

A smile crept up my lips, ‘T-teach me some m… more S-s-scottish wuh-words.’

‘Oh sure. Then, teach me Japanese.’

I shrugged my shoulders, it seemed like a fair deal.

‘What’s the Japanese word for bampot?’

I grinned, well, this is the most entertaining conversation I have had in years. ‘B-b-ak… ka. Baka.

Baka?’

She chuckled, ‘Well, sounds great. Jamie’s a baka.’

‘This word… can only bi… be used wuh-when you… when you are are s-s-speaking the dialec… dialect of the Kan-kansai region.’

Oh God. Can it get any worse?

‘Where’s that?’

‘It inc…cludes reg… regions like Osaka.’

My head reeled in fatigue. It was difficult to avoid myself from feeling strained after speaking a few simple sentences, especially, after such a discouraging event. Despite Felicity’s kindness, I still feel horrible.

It’s like a scar that never heals. Scars are not meant to heal, anyway.

I hate feeling so drained after carrying out such a simple activity… an activity that plays the most fundamental role in the lives of all human beings. I have a communication impediment. A speech impediment. Stuttering is more than a speech impediment. To be a stutterer, means you are crippled. Do you know how bad that word sounds?

I am a cripple.

Stop it, Akira. It is not going to help. Shut up and stop trying to act so stupid.

I looked around. It was silent. Most of the students had rushed outside to make most of the twenty minutes that had been given to them. Of course, they gossiped about me for a while after I made my official introduction... But, they had left their mark.

Why don’t they understand?

Maybe, it might be so because, they are not you.

It seemed to sound rational. But, every human being does ‘feel.’ Every human being can feel happy, sad, guilty… There is no emotion that divides human beings. Then, why don’t they feel what I do when they insult me like that?

‘Are you still upset?’

I shook my head, not meeting her gaze. I wasn’t upset. I was shocked at their actions.

‘You know, I want you to meet my friends. Jamie and Isaac, they’d lighten your mood up.’

I wanted to shut up and rest. But, it seems she didn’t want things to go that way.

‘Come on, moody lass,’ she grabbed my wrist and pulled me out.

What the hell?

She literally dragged me out of the class and through the passages. I didn’t stand a chance against her since, she was so much taller than me and her grip was bloody strong.

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