The Domino Effect

The Domino Effect: Ash

Tick-tock, tick-tock, tick-tock.

The way the clock on the wall never seemed to stop in an endless stream of steady sound. It was driving the boy crazy, he couldn’t even concentrate on what was going on in front of him. His ear drums and attention intently focused on the clocks steady ticks and tocks.

His eyes flashed towards the teacher for a second. She spoke on and on about how sweat shop conditions were like and how kids here would have already been working back in the day. The boy rolled his eyes since this isn’t “Back in the Day.” This is now and it will never ever be “Back in the Day.” Ever again. Well, unless someone invents time travel, but that obviously hasn’t happened yet now has it?

The boy, his name is Ash, leans his head against his palm, his eyes drifting around the room. He feels rather calm when suddenly the god damn brightest flash of lightening he’s ever seen in his whole life falls from the sky with the help of the thunder rolling in the background, it was loud thunder too. Plenty of the girls screamed at it and he smirked to himself as Tiffany Berik ran into his arms. She was a hottie that had recently set her goals of sleeping with a boy to him, which he wasn’t totally opposed too, but she was going to have to work for his affection, and he was pretty sure that got her more set on this little game of hers. It was just more fun this way.

See ash went to a school, a high school, “Harrisstorm Northern Academy for the Intellectually Gifted.” That sentence probably set the record for the most amount of bull shit packed into a single sentence ever. Firstly, Harrisstorm wasn’t even the name of the city, it’s Sorrient, and Harrisstorm is the name of the Damn rich drunkard that sponsors/funds the entire school all by himself. Second of all, the school is located in the south part of the city, no not the north part, some people are horribly and completely hopelessly directionally challenged. And lastly, there are no “Intellectual Gifteds” here. It’s a hoax for the rich families to send their just as rich children to a school to make them sound like freakin’ genius’s. If you asked him, that was the smartest thing about the whole school.  Ash had to say there were, without a doubt, no one with intellectual giftivity here.

“Slavery was officially abolished in the United States in 1865, by the enactment of the 13th Amendment to the Constitution, although many states abolished slavery for themselves at various dates between 1777 and 1864 and the transport of new slaves from Africa to the US was stopped as early as 1808.”

Or maybe he was wrong.

Probably the smartest sentence Ash has ever heard in his entire life had just been uttered from his classmates mouth. Everyone seemed to be a bit startled by the amount of smartness, even the teacher seemed to be caught off guard at the new brainiack of the class, “First week of school and something interesting has already happened.” He mumbled to himself quite amused by the happenings of the class. Ash’s eyes drifted over to where the brainiack sat, his name was Ares? Strange. What an odd name to have, his looks and his personality didn’t seem to fit the name. A greek god of war, Ares. But then again, Ares was just a name, nothing more, nothing less.

Ash stared at the boy, intent and intrigued by his true “Intellectual Gift” trying to figure out which family he had come from, but whoever he was, his parents must be real proud of him, he actually had some brains. Yet Ash did not recognize him from anywhere, who was this mystery boy?

Bbbbbrrrrriiiiiiiiinnnngggggg

The sound of the bell ringing jolted him out of his daze. The boy was getting up, no, he needed to talk to him first, the brainiack was just too damn interesting. He pushed himself out of his seat eyes looked on the kids unusually small structure. He was going to walk over to him, chat him up, become friends, hang out a bunch, then get him to help him with his grades.

Ash never got the chance.

His vision was suddenly blocked by a haze of red. Tiffany Berik.

“Hey Ash, wanna hang out? After school.” Her voice was intoxicatingly seductive, but he didn’t seem to care, but the Brainiack was gone.