Waiting For Superman

Chapter 2

"Though I'm not so sure I caught your name," I continued despite her obvious "stay away from me" vibe.

She raised one eyebrow at me," It's Rebecca Foster."

I stuck my hand out," Pleasure to meet you Rebecca, you have a lovely name."

"And you have a heavy Irish accent," Rebecca remarked dryly.

I grinned pleased," You recognize it, I'm impressed."

I was going to say something else, something really clever but the teacher told us to be quiet. Death, not such a interesting discussion, but evidently it was to be the topic of discussion every class here on. *yawn*

Rebecca jolted upward with a murderess expression on her face

" Death is not an ideal, death is not simply a state of mind, it's real why can't you accept that?" She said indignantly and walked out of the room.

I looked around, no one seem bothered by her outburst. Frankly no one seemed to care, all they seemed to care about was my name crackling over the loudspeaker as I was told to report to the main office.

I grabbed my backpack, and after a moment's hesitation Rebecca's and walked toward the door.

Mr. Guard opened the door with a" don't bother coming back," and another stern look over his glasses.

Out in the hall stood Rebecca who quietly began walking with me toward the office. My legs felt rubbery and hard to move, as the sweat flooded down my back with anxiety. To distract myself I began making small talk.
"So, where are you from?" I asked Rebecca.

" Virginia," she said quietly.

" What are you doing all the way up north in new jersey, isn't there bad blood between the northerners and southerners?"

She shushed me," Say that any louder and I might have to deport you back to wherever you came from." Rebecca asked jokingly.

I raised my eyebrows at her," And what exactly does that have to do with the civil war?"

She smiled," You mean the war of northern aggression."

"No."

She smirked,"I didn't ask you a question, I was simply stating a fact."

I rolled my eyes," Dumb confederates, let me guess you're also voting for a Trump?"

" Yes, got a problem with that?"

" Well yes actually I do, because I can't vote and if I'm living here I don't want him as a president. And this is my stop, thank you." I said to her.
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How did I end up here? How did I end up being pinned to a wall a monster disguised as a jealous girlfriend and her boyfriend? Why was this day going so well, I didn't know why Americans are so friendly . Yes this was my third day in the land of the free.

"Now listen here you little sh*t you stay away from both of them and then we won't have to go through this again, understood?" The hulking troll I assumed was the boyfriend said to me.

I rolled my eyes," Capische?"

He growled at me," Are you being smart with me?"

"Nope, just myself. Will you let me go now?"

"No."

I sighed,"If you insist." I said and thrust my knee into his chest.

He doubled over gasping for air like a fish on land, and I casually sidestepped him and continued down the God forsaken hall, the sound of my footsteps bouncing off the walls.

I guess now you've seen the darker side of me