"Don't worry about it, dear. You'll be fine." My mom assured me.
"But mom... What if... What if there's someone like..." I swallowed hard as I remembered him.
"You shouldn't worry, dear. Try to smile and make a friend, okay, Felix?" I felt bad now. My mom's always been nice to me like this. I never repay her for it.
I forced a smile. "Okay, mom. I'll do my best!" She didn't look convinced.
She sighed and said, "Dear, I know this has been hard for you. We had to move here after his passing. The only support we have is here. Your grandmother will be kind to us, you'll see. I know you've never met her, since she lives here in America, but since we had to move here, you finally get to meet her... Listen, I know it's hard. But... Just try and make an impression. Smile. Make some friends."
"It's the middle of the school year, mom. Everyone's settled into routine, and they know where and who they sit with everyday. They know where all of their classes are, and... and..." I trailed off as I started to tremble a little.
Mom wrapped me in a hug. At the same time, I heard the bus wheels screech to a stop outside the house. "Go, little man. Make me proud, okay?" My mom whispered as she pushed me out the door and onto the bus.
I felt so out of place on the bus. It was almost full, and everyone stared at me. Every single one of them stared at me as I walked down the bus aile. I finally sat down to a kid with brown hair. He was wearing a green shirt with nothing on it, and was focused on a gameboy game. "Err... What are you playing there...?" I asked, wanting some kind of conversation.
"Pokemon... FireRed." Was his reply.
"Oh... Cool." I replied. We were silent the rest of the way.
When I got off the bus, I noticed immediatly the size of this high school. "Wow..." I whispered in admiration. I mean, it was huge!
"Okay first, get my schedual... and then-" While I was mumbling to myself, some kid stepped in front of me, making me bump into him. I looked up at him, but all I saw was a ceramic white poker-faced mask staring back at me.
"Hey, watch where you're goin'!" He yelled at me, and shoved me into the wall. He walked off, leaving me to pick up my things, and find the office.
"What was that about...?" I mumbled. Some kid came up to me to help me pick up my stuff. He was kinda tall, and he had black hair. Another kid was with him, but he just stood to the side and watched.
"Hey, you alright?" Asked the kid with the black hair.
"Yeah... What is your name?"
"Anthony. That's Ian, my friend..." He said, motioning to the brown-haired kid behind him. "I saw the whole thing. You must be the new kid here." He observed.
"Yeah... What's his problem? Do you know him?" I questioned.
"That's Terry." Ian finally put in. "Everyone knows him. He's your school bully. Too bad that bastard's the first guy you had to meet." He said, clenching his fists. Whoever this guy is, he's a danger to be reconed with, and that's for sure. But somehow... I want to see him again. That can't be it.
He's not the school bully for no reason...
**CHANGING THE NAME TO TERRY TO RESPECT CRY'S WISHES**
