Chapter One ~'Enough Bullying, enough said'

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Chapter 1

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My eyes opened widely as I see the sun radiating with bedazzlement as its light passes through my window. The soft pillows underneath my head De-stresses and  relaxes me and as soon as I realize that I already woke up early, the bone-chilling morning air inside my room rushes through my skin as I shivered repeatedly and wrapping my body with my covers. I shrugged for a moment. I took a deep breath and realized I had school today. I always think that I could skip school but I care about my grades so I am forced to. School was boring, and who wants to go to school every day for his/her lifetime? Sometimes it was fun in school and I was having fun rarely, but the thing that I really don’t want is the boringness inside; teachers teaching us boring stuff that I shouldn’t know about. Well, now you know, I’m a lazy person. I am Levander Stevenson. I am a citizen here in England. Am I British? Well, not exactly, my stepmom was British so I claimed myself as one. I am adopted, and I’m proud of it. My stepmom told me that I was adopted when I was 6, one year after she adopted in the orphanage. My real mother and father abandoned me in the orphanage when I was 5. What they did to me left me cold. I never knew why they left me unaccompanied that is why my life isn’t complete right now. Am I happy with my stepmom? I love her so much. She loved me through the years I was having a bad time with accepting the fact that I was adopted, and now, I was happy and already content with my life, but this life I’m living, isn’t complete right now, even if I’m content. If I meet my real parents, I would be more happier, but then I’m scared, if I knew them, I might change my mind and come with them and I would be forced to leave my stepmom, even if I had no choice. I would never leave my stepmom; she became a real mother to me that I also love her back that I don’t want her to be lonely. ‘Where is my real mother and father?’ this question I always ask to myself, even if I already knew the answer, I’m always trying to convince myself that they will come back for me. I was always confused about things I need to know the answer.

I am also a student here in Wickham School, Gateswood. Everyone mocks at me and calls me ‘Lavender’ and makes me look like a girl, but I really don’t care about what people reckon of me because I know it wouldn’t be a fact and it would be an opinion. I was a simple guy- for what I think- that even if I became friendly and quiet; I always end up being bullied at school. In school, I was treated like nothing. The popular senior jocks always bump there shoulder at me if I was walking on the corridor. The popular girls roll their eyes at me if I pass in front of them.

My mom always says I am lazy, but the thing is, I’m not. In school, I don’t listen to lectures or any lessons, and if the time comes that we would have a test, I always got a high score even I didn’t review our past lessons. Well, I am weird, my mind too. Do you think I’m a weird person? You could say yes, that I respect you to the fullest. I don’t have an idea why is my mind different. Am I different? I don’t know anything. Every time I wasn’t paying attention to the teacher in front, my mind mentally gets every word that the teacher says. The first thing I know is I wasn’t paying attention in front of the teacher speaking and the next thing I know is my teacher writes A+ in my score sheet and I got a high grade.

Well, now you know me.

I took glimpse at my alarm clock as time passes by, when I already knew it was still early, I ascended from bed as I stretch my arms upward, heading to the mirror. What I see in front of me, is a guy, with two different eye colors, my left is colored green while the other is blue. I’m weird right? I ran my hands down my hair, breathing calmly and inhaling an amount of air as I set my hair on place. I walked inside the bathroom, taking a quick shower. The warm water circulates and streams my whole body, relaxing me into place. I digged into my closet, wearing a simple white shirt and grey jeans that fits me. I wore my shoes, these rubber shoes have outworn any others that I have ever bought.

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