WirtxReader: Second Chapter

The Next Chapter

Sometime ago, long before in a place few have ever seen. Maybe some may see in dreams; lies the Unknown. Few have seen, not all come back. Yet, only two have. This is the story of one's return and one's new chapter.
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"Wirt! Get up! You're going to be late for your first day of school!"
A boy groaned from under his sheets. His hand slamming against his alarm.
"I'm coming!" He called out. He got up and padded to his closet, grabbing a pair of jeans and a white button up.
The brunette teen hurried up the stairs to find his brother already seated at the kitchen island and his mom's back was turned towards them. The smell of waffles filled the air.
"You're finally up," his mom said, sliding waffles on to each plate. "Your dad just left for work already. I'm dropping Greg off before work. If you want, I'll drive you to school." She suggested.
Wirt's face soured at the mention of his step-dad. He still hasn't gotten use to it by now. Almost been 9 years, been around 10 years. He didn't like it because he still missed his dad, Wirt wondered if his dad was in the Unknown too or in "Cloud City" as Greg called it. During the ride to school Wirt stared out the window of the front passenger's seat, lazily. Already having dropped off Greg the ride was normal, but quiet. The radio played more pop tunes than local music.
"Cheer up Wirt, Winnipeg isn't so bad." His mom said.
To be honest, he was a bit happy. Moving to Canada before the election helped. His dad's- step-dad's- boss promoted him to work at the Canadian site for his work. Luckily, it was out of the States since everyone knows who's going to win anyways. He sighed. Also, didn't have to face Sara at school everyday. Didn't help getting rejected in your own room after hanging out for a while, deciding to listen to the tape. By that the tape. The school loomed in front of him. It was smaller than an average American high school. Only two stories tall and a small parking lot. According to Tyler, back home, a school would have at least 500 students. The brunette stepped out of the car and took a breath in. It was already 10:35 and the next class would start in 25 minutes. To Wirt, first class of the day: English.
"Into the unknown..."