The agency

Chapter 1

          Ugh, it's time to go to school. School is my arch nemesis, my demon my devil. That thing that eats at my soul everyday. Until a magical light called summer lifts over the horizon temporarily exiling it. That was a little poetry for you. If you haven't figured this out yet, then well your not the brightest. But I hate school. I mean I'm good at it and all, but I absolutely despise it. I'm one of the best students in the school. For some reason, all the teachers and parents think because we're smart we luuuuve to be at school. That's just simply not true. There's to kind of smart kids, the kind who hate school, and the kind who lie and say that they like it. Let's be real for a second no one in there right mind likes school.

            I was walking down the dimly lit street to the bus stop it was quite just like usual. Down the street a light flickered then turned off. I strolled down the street a little bit more eventually A man who lives down the street jogged to the right of me. He was wearing a blue track suit and a large red sweatband. I see him almost everyday. I waved my hand kindly giving a smile. The bus stop came in sight, I noticed a friend standing there so I picked up the pace moving quickly past a couple more houses. Until I could tell who it was standing there, Erica. She was fourteen one year older than I am. She had dark brown hair down to her shoulders. She was medium in height maybe 5 foot 8. "Hey Alex, Kytleen's not riding the bus today, her alarm clock didn't go off" Erica stated. "Oh so it should be quit today" I replied in a snarky joking tone

            Suddenly the school bus pulled up to the stop. Me and Erica stood inches from where the door opened. When the big yellow doors opened right in front of us. Me and Erica climbed up the stairs we started walking toward the middle of the bus. The seats where brown and uncomfortable almost all the stupid seats where taken. The only seats near each other left where the frickin wheel seats. We sat across the aisle from each other and I bugged and bugged her about how it's going with her boyfriend (I tend to do that a lot). "But he's annoying" I whined. She didn't seem to care, she plunged in her headphones and downright ignored me it was extremely rude. So I did the right thing, by annoying her until she took them out so I could talk to her. I'm a stinking genius and I have no clue why my friends don't acknowledge that more often.

           I was about to say something of pure witty genusniss to Erica. when this annoying kid sitting behind me said "your ugly." I turned around and said "at least my mirror is still intact unlike yours which shattered years ago. "Well, you're stupid too" murmured the stupid kid. "Says the kid in the academic support class. While I'm in hmm let me see advanced ELA and mathematics" I blurted. Throwing my hands up in sassiness victory. I know I could have just said math but mathematics sounds more intelligent and that was the end goal, after all, right?

            Eventually, the kid ran out of stupid insults, so I could continue talking to Erica. When I turned around she had her headphones in listening to music. "Uhhhh not again" I moaned. "Stupid boso" she murmurs quietly. "I heard that," I told her. "Yeah, that was kind of the point" she retorted. Uhhhh this was gonna be a long day I thought.

            We pulled up to the high school and all the high schoolers stepped out of the bus. Including my brother Nicolas, he has a mental disability known as Williams syndrome but I still love him, he's super duper sweet. He's a freshman in high school. He has a tan skin with big Bulging lips. He has a narrow head and bright blue eyes just like me. His eyes have a thin white star outlining his pupil (it's part of the William syndrome) When he sits, stands or does anything really for that matter, he bounces up and down but only with his upper body. He always walks slightly on his tippy toes.  He has the most lovable soul ever. Always caring and compassionate, except at the house with his family then he can be kinda rude. (When I say kinda I mean very)

             One by one the buses pulled out of the high school parking lot.

            We pull into the middle school parking lot

A fat girl was wearing gladiator sandals a plaid crop top and sweat shorts. It was a fashion emergency, I may be a guy, but I do understand the basics.

           Next thing I knew I was puking up my breakfast in the nearest garbage can. It was that scary. "Are you sick?" Erica asked worriedly. "Yes did you see that that thing over there no one can see that and not be sick" I stated firmly. She just rolled her eyes at me and walked away. Really, Erica, there's a crisis going on and you do nothing I thought.

            I went over to my locker only to find Turmo there. Which is to be expected considering his locker is next to mine. "Hey, doofus' face," I told him. "

Hey, other doofus face" he retorted. PWA! I kicked Turmo in the shin which I do every time he Annoys me. I don't think that's considered bullying right? Right.

            I was on my way to advanced math class which was just down the hallway I saw Erica on the way there and we both gave a slight nod to each other. She was with her boyfriend eyeing every girl at school like a piece of meat. I hated him Erica deserves better.

             When I walked up to my math class Mr. Tunys, he extended his hand to greet me. He is strong and in his early 30's and he has this thing with his hair were he flips the long front part over his head while the rest of it is short. I call it a dressed up mullet but he disagrees. He extended his hand to shake mine. I walked past him in a moody manner. I think it's  weird to shake hands during school it just doesn't make sense especially when I know the person. Plus doing it annoys him, so you know that's always a plus side.

I pretty much dozed off during the lesson but I heard something about interior and exterior angles along with something about a building's height a shadow length and you figure out the man's height I decided I already know how to do that so I ignored him. I noticed the ears or shavings on my desk and started to play with them. Then suddenly brilliance struck. I pulled out my binder and set my phone down in it. Then I pretended I was taking notes when really I was participating in a intriguing game of 2048.He was starting to explain our homework assignment when suddenly the bell rang. I shut of my phone and jammed it in pocket. After I organized all my belongings I headed out the classroom. Saved by the bell all the kids muttered under their breath.

I was walking down the hall on the way to computers class where I meet up with Myriam and Kaylie. Myriam was Mexican and chubby, but not obese. she had puffy curly hair and always tried to bring out the light in everyone. Kaylie was brave only one In the school who tried to sass me (besides the popular kids.) she was short, very pale, Irish heritage. She was blond and where's glasses. she loves anime and Percy Jackson. She's the groups little firecracker. (When I say firecrackers I mean the malfunctioning one that puts you in the hospital)

"Hey, guys," I said. "Shut up Alex," Kaylie said, we are really great friends. "do you wanna hear a joke I asked." "not really" Kaylie responded. "what did the pink panther say when he stepped on an ant," I asked. Kaylie rolled narrowed her eyes and said don't you dare Alexander Michel. Deadant deadant deadant deadant deadant deadand deadaaaaaant. "And I thought you couldn't get stupider" Kaylie responded flatly." I thought the same 5 years ago for you but look where we are now" I retorted. We stepped into the classroom only to see Mrs. lamenter pacing back and forth talking to herself again. My dad always told me if I were in that class and there where was a knife in the room to run or your life. and I would. I sat down at my seat and began edutyping the teach started to hum the song let it go at her desk behind us. So we did the usual and ignored it. We began are assignment. We simply had to right are name on a word document and apply word art. Finally the bell rang so a logged out grabbed my stuff and booked it out of that hellhole

Next, we went to social studies where Mr. Tussies he cracked some jokes to the whole class. Earning a laugh from everyone. Then we began at our lesson. We started talking about some Ancient Greek mythology. He reminded us that we have a test tommorow. I choose to ignore it cause I know all this toWhen the bell rang it was a stamped of eighth graders to get to lunch. When I arrived I sat down by Delia who was already talking about the latest Sherlock episode with Kiara. She has soft hazel eyes with thin pink lips that always have a smile on them. "hey deals" a said. "Alex I told you not to call my deals" delia states. "Yeah whatever" I said. Delia scowled at me with that I will hurt you expression.