𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐈: 𝐦𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐦𝐞𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐉𝐞𝐬𝐮𝐬 (𝐈𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐠𝐮𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐬)

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If you like mythology or identify with what I'm gonna say in this book: get the fuck out of here while you can, I'm serious bro this is really dangerous and it's better to stay as a fictional book for children...nah forget the children part I say a lot of...huh...profanity? I guess that's how you say it?

Anyway, haha hello there, If you're looking for a cliche romance then forget it, I can't even get a normal life!

How tragic right?

Anyway, hello there! My name is Alice and I'm a twelve years old on a boarding school now apparently, I do not recommend at all guys, seriously.

I've never been in a boarding school since two years ago, but since then I'm stuck at a school, literally the worst place anyone could be stuck.

If there's something that you might learn about me it's that I hate children, not all, but mostly.

Actually I hate more teenagers, they're so annoying by thinking that they're superior just because they're older, they give me nerves.

And also...I got traumatized once when I was just chilling at my hiding place on school when some teenagers decided to go to that exactly spot to make out...yeah guys I'm traumatized for my entire life, thanks.

As I made it clear, I hate children and teenagers, so you can imagine how angry am I now that I was forced by my mom to go to a school trip.

Mom, my dear mom, I love you. But WHY??? I spent all my days at school and can only out on vacations and have to spend my day with these people, why do I have to spend MORE TIME WITH THEM AND ON A MUSEUM!?

That's my thoughts while I was putting my things on my bag and now here am I sitting on a school bus, hearing a lot of children screaming, honestly, I hate my life.

I tried to distract myself from all the noises by playing with a Rubik's cube that my mom brought me for times that my anxiety bothers me, even if I don't know how to solve, just by having something to do with my hands helps me.

But of course, I can't have peace, for fucking gods just one hour alone is too much? By what I see it is because now fucking Nancy Bobofit was bullying someone next to me.

I looked at my left side and there it was her, Nancy Bobofit, a demon on earth and my worst enemy, she had a red hair and the devil is red, coincidence? I don't think so.

I've entered on this school (Yancy academy I think it is) two years ago when I was ten and there I meet this demon incarnation on earth, she's always bullying the new ones, but she was so unlucky that I've trained four years of kung fu at that time (six years on now days)

Okay, was I just a six years old kid who was brought to train on kung fu for their mother don't understand what the fuck was going on? Yes, actually that's a pretty accurate description of what happened.

My mom since I was young was obsessed with keeping me safe, at the point that she put me on a kung fu academy and four years later we moved out of our country to manhattan, even after we moved out she got a way of putting me on another kung fu academy, yeah...my mom is really something...

What happened in a few words: Bobofit tried to bully me and I almost twisted her wrist and punched her nose by reflex.

Since that day, me and Bobofit became enemies, we hate each other, pretty much.

I sighed as I noticed Bobofit bullying a kid, his name is Grover if I'm not wrong, he's a quiet kid who always goes out with the new kid, Peter was his name isn't it?

Well I couldn't let her keep bothering them, so I put my cube at my bag and took another deep breath.

"Bobofit." I said, Bobofit and her gang looked at me scared like a deer on a traffic, Grover and Peter looked at me with different reactions, Grover was shocked but Peter was just confused, honestly? Understandable.

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