"Hi, is this the front desk?" Tao asked. "Yes," the woman responded. "Name?"
"Tao Kayren."
"Ah, Tao, Kayren.. Here we go, here's your schedule, room 118 is your first class. "
"Thanks."
"No problem, have a good day."
Tao tripped to room 118. 'Ms.Adams - Science 11th Grade' the sign read. The bell sounded and all of the other students piled into the classroom behind him. They filed into their seats, blabbering about their summer, and all the thing they'd done.
"When I call your name, raise your hand and say 'here,' okay?" Ms. Adams directed.
Scattered 'Yes ma'am' and 'Okays' were heard around the room. After role, the class was pretty dead. Ms. Adams taught a review from 10th grade and went over the rules. It was pretty straight forward, raise your hand when you want to speak, don't talk during tests, bring your own pencils etc. 2nd and 3rd period went by quickly and before he knew it, it was lunch. As he got out his lunch, a couple older kids came over to him. "Hey, you're new. What's you name?" one of the boys asked.
"Tao," he responded.
"Where you from, Tao?"
"Here, but my family moved and we moved back." Tao adjusted himself to where his left shoulder was to them and continued to eat.
"We're not done here, twerp," one of the taller ones said.
"Hey take it easy on him, guys. Don't scare him away, not like that kid who ran away, what a loser. "
***
"Oh, hey Ky," a familiar voice sang to him. "How was your summer?"
Ky looked at her old homeroom teacher, surprised she remembered him, being the quietest kid in the class. "It was fine, I guess." He responded not completely sure what to say to her. "Okay, well, good luck this year! Be the star student you were last year!"
He walked off into the halls and he saw some familiar faces, ( not like they remember me, he thought) and returned to the classrooms listed on the sheet of paper.
At lunch he sat down at a bench he knew nobody ever say at, because the bench was hidden behind a curtain on the patio and he was the only one that knew about it. From there he could see everything that was going on, even the 'popular kids' picking on a cute 10th grader. The loser part didn't affect him much, after being called a loser so many times. He watched and couldn't here much except for the part that scared him to death. "We'll find him soon. "
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Unwritten | A Novel
Teen FictionTao was devastated when he had to move out of his small town in the United States to China. But his dad lost his job again, so they were on the move. It had been five years since fifth grade, and he was confident about starting 11th grade on a somew...
