I woke up surprisingly cheerful. I went to the bathroom, brushed my teeth and took a shower. In the shower, I heard myself singing sonorously. I got out, still singing. I stopped for a sec and thought back to what could be waking me so excited. I couldn't think of any and I continued to sing, not giving a care about what could happen in school with T3 or any other student at school. I might be really sick right now. Maybe the fever I lied about yesterday has arrived. I got all ready for school and went to the Bus stop. I don't have a ride yet so I go with the bus. I got to school as soon as the bell went for the beginning of the first period. I walked straight to class. I think my mates noticed my change of aura. I couldn't explain it myself. I saw the T3 sitting in their usual seats. I looked at them and went to my seat. Now that I think about it, It must be a line, "what's wrong with being confident?" in "confident" by Demi Lovato I sang first this morning that made me look at things differently. I've heard the song before so I tried to figure out why the message was just getting to me.
Mr Frank walked in with a new face whom he introduced as a new student. OK, this face don't look too friendly. I saw him scan the room for an empty seat. I guessed when I saw him walk towards the empty one beside me. The boy didn't even say his name.
Mr Frank walked up to us and spoke to the newbie, "won't you introduce yourself to the class?"
I'm sure Mr Frank wanted to look intimidating but newbie wasn't intimidated.
He replied "Caleb Hart is the name"
Whoa! Typical bad boy name...
Finally, competition for T3. I'm gonna enjoy this.
Unless, he teams with them.
The unless, bothers me.
"Hi", I decided to make acquaintances first.
He looks at me, probably deciding whether to respond or not.
He decides afterwards, not to respond.
That didn't sting much. Been through worse.
I can't believe I actually thought making friends with an obvious bad boy would be an easy task.
We concluded our previous topic in minutes and moved to the next.
"Semantics is our next topic. Who has any idea what semantics is all about?", Mr Frank directed at the class.
Everyone including me looked on. No one raised his/her attempting to answer.
Caleb smirks and he gets called upon to tell the class what he understands by semantics.
He stared at Mr Frank for a sec or two then speaks.
"Semantics is concerned with the scientific and systematic study of meanings."
The bad boy is smart too. Cool.
I knew the answer but like Caleb, I don't show off.
"That's good, semantics simply put is just how Mr Caleb put it", Mr Frank said with surprise in his eyes.
With that look, I'd bet my last dollar he was hoping to mock Caleb.
"There are a few factors responsible for the slippery nature of meaning. They are : ambiguity, context, presupposition and para linguistic features. Now class, I'd like yiu to go and get notes on the factors I just mentioned. Get the types as well then we'd talk about it in our next class."
We all left the class. I was unusually slow. I was staling to watch Caleb go.
While I was at this, T3 came around, Mike pushed me and asked why I wasn't in school yesterday. I looked at him, without a word, I continued packing. I was done being pushed around and bullied. I have no physical strength but I gotta get a grip once in a while for a start.
Besides, I didn't wanna let Caleb see my weakness so soon. I wanted to act tough too.
Mike hit me when I ignored their presence. Caleb paused to watch.
I shoved mike with my feeble strength and walked away as fast as I could but they soon caught up with me and hit me. All three of them.
"Three on one isn't a fair fight."
That was Caleb,
"Oh, yeah? What are you gonna do about it?", Mike questioned.
"For starters, I'd tell two of you to back off and let one face him. That way, it's gonna be fair.
T3 obviously didn't buy the idea as they hit me together once more looking at Caleb.
They soon turned to me and Caleb shoved Tim and Wolly off me. They tried to hit Caleb but he was fast. He dodged their hits and gave both of them low blows (hit them in their groins)
I really should be friends with this guy.
The day went by with the T3 staring at Caleb viciously.
I was walking home when a truck parked by me. I turned to see the driver and saw none other than Caleb. He invited me in.
Surprisingly, he decided to make acquaintances. I told him how T3 made my life in high school miserable cos I was a nerd and coy. I told him I'm building my confidence but I don't have physical strength to face them.
"I'd train you", he spoke after listening to my several encounters with T3.
"You need to get a change of clothing sense as well. Girls don't associate with you cos of your lack of confidence and dress sense. I'd help you with that too", he added.
"Why do you wanna help me?", I asked.
"Let's say I didn't get the chance to help someone I could've saved from what you're going through. I don't wanna make the mistake twice."
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Billy WESLEY
Teen FictionThe schools nerd, Billy Wesley is often bullied by his mates in school. He is made to sit in a chair by the T3 clique in the cafeteria during long breaks. There, he'd be made to do all sorts of inhumane things. As everyone is afraid of the T3, no on...
