Chapter 2- Ben

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SELF EVALUATION

Name: Benjamin Williams

Period: 1

Where were you born?
Iowa

How old are you?
17

What do you do in your free time?
I usually listen to music, go on walks, I hang out with my friends but, since I recently moved to German, I have no friends.

Whats your worst fear?
--

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Before i could finish the paper my the principal called me from the back. I slowly wobbled to to the back of the office and sat down on the chair. He sun around with a smile on his face and reached out over his desk.

I shook his hand.

"Welcome to Forest High!" He said, practically screaming. "Were all estatic to meet you Mr. Williams! Im the principal of the school, Dr. Doyle."

I smiled. He was funny. He wasn't trying too hard to be cool, or "hip". The hapiness just radiated out of him. It was great.

"Nice to meet you Dr. Doyle." I said back.

Suddenly the bell rang. It was second period. Doyle looked at me and handed me a stack of papers.

"Thats the student manual, your agenda, and class schedule. Now go on to your second period class!" He swirled in his chair. This guy was nuts but, he was nice, so i liked him.

I grabbed my bag and said goodbye to Dr. Doyle.

I walked down the mural platered wall. I took a wiff of the air. it sounded wierd, but this towns air smelled differently then chicago's air. Chicago's air was thick and cold. German Valleys air was thin and crisp and sweet and all the good things. It was relacing and beautiful. I wasnt really used to the rural kind of area. I always used to the hustle and bustle of chicago. The beautiful sights, the street preformers and toutists. I love chicago, but i was warming up to this place too.

The halls were beautifully painted. The lockers were narrow and grey.

I glided my hand along yhe skips of each locker break. Each skip was like a heartbeat.

Soon i came along to my class. Room 246. Mr. Lad's Advanced English. I walked in the room. Eveyone turned to see me, Mr. Lad paused mid-word and turned to me. He smiled.

"Hey!" He called from the opposite side of the room. " you must be henry."

I rubbed the back of my neck.

"..no" i said awkwardly "I'm--"

"Tina" he interrupted.

"No"

"Beth"

"No-"

"Miguel Santos del Rio?"

At this point i caught on. He was just messing with me. I cracked a laugh.

So did several others in the class.

"I know" Mr. Lad chuckled. "welcome to Forest High, Ben"

"Thanks Mr.-"

Before i could finish my sentence a boy barged in through the door, he had his hand over his mouth. His eyes were puffy and red. He looked at me and then at the classroom.

Mr. Lad looked over at the boy.

"Ryder?" He started "whats wrong?"

He didnt say anything. He just shook his head no.

"Are you sure? Why dont you take your hand off your mouth?

His eyes widened and he shook his head no frantically.
I just stood there watching.

"Ryder, can you step out of the class momentarily?

His eyes glimmered, as if he was about to cry. And he took a step out.

"Sorry, ben" Mr. Lad said. He clapped my back, stepped out, and closed the door.

I looked back at the class. There was maybe 30 kids in the classroom. All my age. One spoke up.

"Where are you from?"

"Uh.. Chicago"

All their eyes widened. And a couple oohs escaped their mouth.

"Must be nice-- faggot"

Triggered.

I looked at the girl who had said that. She had her feet up on the table and an ugly smirk on her face. The people around her cackled.

I spoke up.

"Oh im sorry, i didnt hear you well, what did you say?"

She took her feet off the desk.

"Faggot. What. Are you gonna do about it?"

The other kids looked at her and back at me. I leaned off the wall. I looked her dead in the eye.

"Im sorry, but the only FAGGOT i see is the butch lesbian, chimpanzee, sitting right.."

I circled the room with my finger and stopped it at her.

"There."

She got cherry red, and stood up.

"Listen you little-"

Before she could finish, Mr. Lad came back in the class room and asked me if I could walk that kid down to the counselor. That gitl sat back down, but wouldnt be satisfied before she gave me a dirty look. So she did.

I walked out of the classrom, and gave that girl a smirk through the window in the door. Little bitch had it coming.

I met face to face with the boy outside of the classroom. I wouldve said eyes but he was looking at the ground. He still was covering his mouth. I do not know why.

He shot me a look. And blushed. But he was still looking at the ground.
I laughed.

"Hehheh, I'm Ben" i said. " and you are-?"

He looked up at me.

"Erer" he mumbled

I couldnt hear what he said.

"What?

He took off his hand off his mouth. I tried not to freak out but, im pretty sure my mouth dropped.

"Im Ryder."






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