Every Story Has a Beginning

Part 1 - My Opinions

Jay

Hey, my name's Jay.

My life's not been exactly Sunshine and Rainbows.

I've been lonely for years upon years.

My parents half notice me in the house.

But, even still, I do have one friend that I made fairly recently, and his name is Alfred.

I'm glad to have met him, where would I be if I hadn't?

Well, tomorrow is my first day of secondary school. Ugh, damn school!

Although, I should be somewhat grateful that Alfred's coming to the same secondary as me.

For some reason, I'm really forgetful. And pretty clumsy and weak too. I honestly don't think I have much potential in life except for someone to be picked on, but I suppose it's better than not being alive at all. I'm sure I'll be able to make it somewhere, someday.

I'm just optimistic in that way.

But back to forgetfulness, I can't help but think I'm forgetting something important...

Matilda

First days of school whereas teachers introduce you into the so-called 'wonderful world of learning.' What a scam. Teachers should really be sued for their improper use of adjectives.

Mainly in that sentence.

I was bullied in my primary school. But I was no damsel in distress, I knew exactly how to save myself, with a little bit of training from my ally Jessica, and that was pretty much that.

Well, back to first days, I honestly think they're just the beginning of an annoying school life where you have to do homework all day and put up with annoying people. Like, really annoying people.

You know what, let me tell you about the time where I actually made friends with an annoying person. It was one day when I was sitting down in the playground in Year 5, reading quite a lovely book, when a boy came up to me and distracted me. Did it bother me, well, not really, I suppose. I'm a calm person, I don't really care if people disrupt me. Unless I'm on a cliffhanger.

Then I may have to throw you out the window.

aNyWaYs...

(Nah, don't worry, I'm not that cruel.)

"Hello..." he said shyly.

I looked at him for a little bit, trying to see if I could recognise him, but I seemed to be making him feel a little embarrassed, as he averted his gaze and blushed a little.

"Hello," I finally replied. "Or 'salve' if you speak Latin."

"I'm pretty sure nobody speaks Latin..." he replied, looking back at me.

He had a fair point.

"Well, whatever, what exactly do you want?"

"Can you help me out a little bit?" he asked. "I'm a bit lost, I need to find the music rooms where I have trombone lessons, and I have maths and English homework that I can't do which is due this afternoon... Everything's a disaster...!"

"I s'pose I'd better help you out then. Come along."

"Thank you so much!"

His proper name was David, but he told me to call him Dave. Despite our first meeting, I came to find out that Dave was not shy at all. To tell the truth, he was perfectly clear about being someone who lacked the brain that us advanced primates have. (Sorry, not us, I meant I.) His life ambition is to be a sidekick to some good guy. Apparently, I don't come under the category of good to him. Well, you don't get everything in life. I'll just have to find the good guy that this "Dave" will work for. How hard could it be, when the world is filled with good people like me? Then I heard that Dave was coming to my secondary school, I actually felt genuinely happy. Finally, I wasn't alone. And if I ever become alone again, I'll force others to make me un-alone. One of those others shall be that stupid Dave.

Dave

Hello, I'm Dave. Don't judge, I like having greetings. Anyway, I've had my first days, two to be exact. I wasn't really alone, I was apparently one of the 'cool kids' or so to speak. I couldn't have cared less about anything in the world. I'm tall... Well, that's an understatement. I'm also pretty handsome... no that's just me trying to have an ego (like Matilda. Don't tell her I said that!). I'm downright ugly and stupid, but don't start taking pity on me. I take pride in my slow-thinking. All in all, I consider myself to be the number one sidekick. All I need to do is find a fair and kind master to serve. Coming to that, I may have touched upon Matilda. She wanted to be my master, but no way was I going to let her. Who knows how she would have treated me? How many times would I give a bit of background info if you have my sort of brain (and no, that was not a compliment). You might be asking who Matilda is. I met Matilda in my second school that I went to. She's a very good friend of mine, in fact, she's my best friend!! It's great that we're going to the same secondary school, so that way, neither of us will ever be alone!

Alfred

Hello, I'm Alfred. I have a friend, and his name is Jay.

I met Jay during primary school in Year 5. He was getting bullied at the time, so I tried to help out. In the end, I wasn't much help, Jay managed to take out the bullies single-handedly, well, with the help of the robots he built.

Yep, Jay is a master of technology.

But no, I am not envious of his talents.

Thankfully, Jay and I are attending the same secondary school, and I am grateful that I shall have his company, and him the same.

Although, I do have a cello lesson during break in which he won't have my company, but I did tell him that he could come and join me so I suppose we're good.