Never Gonna Be Alone

Chapter 3---I Missed What?!

Laten sighed as he went on his way to his next class. He was so stupid. How could he ever think that his math teacher of all people would believe him? 

He went into the hallway and to his locker. He opened it and proceeded to get his book, notes, and notebook. As he shut the door, his friend was leaning on the locker.

"Hey."

Laten just shrugged. "Hey."

"Crappy morning?"

Laten nodded.

"Do you want to talk about it?" His friend was a sophomore in his high school. He was tall, skinny, and had the craziest clothes. Today he had on neon green sweats and a very bright, very neon yellow shirt. His hair was black with think yellow strips that he dyed. And to pull it off, he had on snow boots.

Laten shook his head at his choice of clothes.

"What? I was freezing. Seriously though, you want to talk about it?" He said more quietly.

Laten shook his head. "Not here."

"Well, look..I told the teacher I was going to the bathroom but I can take you in there and we can talk privately."

Laten smiled. "No, Tankie. I have to get to class."

His friend nodded. "Call or text me. I want you to know that I am here for you."

Laten smiled. "Thanks." He then walked into the classroom.

The entire class looked at him, as he entered the room. Laten could feel his walls and his defence barrier come up. "What? It's not like any of you lot have never walked in late in class before." He then took his seat in the back.

His Bology teacher looked at him "Laten, I know you can't see from there so why don't you sit in the front."

"I'm perfectly fine where I'm at." Laten said loudly.

She just looked at him. "Everyone got an assigned seat. That is where Mr. Brooks sit."

Just then, a guy that was tall, had a tight short sleeve shirt, skin tight jeans, and blond hair came to where Laten sat. "Hey, get out of my seat, smart ass." He grabbed Laten and threw him down on the ground. He then pushed Laten's backpack/messenger bag, to where it fell on top of him.

The class giggled.

The teacher looked horrified. "Brian, leave right now! I've had enough of this. He already knew that was not his seat. There was no reason to do that."

Brian rolled his eyes. "Just trying to teach him a lesson, Ma'am." He then walked out of the classroom.

"Laten, are you OK? Do you need to go to the nurse?"

Laten felt his blood boil. This is why he hated some teachers. He can fight his own battles just fine without any of their help. He didn't need their assistance. He hated how some teachers babied him while the others did nothing at all!

"I'm fine, I can fight my own battles without you, thank you." Laten pushed himself up, and got his bag, and proceeded to walk to his new seat.

"Laten, I'm just trying to help."

"Ms. Hert, no disrespect or anything but I don't need your help. Thank you for your concerns, but they are not necessary." He then sat down and proceeded to copy down notes in his notebook.

"Alright, we are going to start a new unit. We will be learning about the Periodic Table. How many of you have learned about the table of elements last year?" Ms. Hert said.