Chapter 1...
"It's not much but its something."
My dad found a one bedroom apartment in queens, new york. It was very small, but it would only be the two of us to we didn't need much anyways. Until we got all of our things settled in and bought a bed i would stay with my aunt a few blocks away. I would go to the middle school nearby.
The name of the school was liberty academy. It included the grades of k-8 so you can tell it was really big.
I was in one of the lower classes simply because i was new, but my grade point average was good enough to put me in a higher class.
There weren't allot of kids like me in my class since I'm very nerdy. I like to draw, play Pokemon and I'm somewhat an inside person. But it wasn't all too bad. I met this really nice girl named Kiara. She was very beautiful and funny. She was Puerto Rican and had black hair. She had a small cute face. She was somewhat on the heavy side, but it can be easily looked past. Over the weeks i gained a crush over her. The only thing that made it difficult was that she dated allot.
After the 1st marking period, my grades were good enough to have me moved to the higher class. It was weird because i kind of had the feeling i was going to a new school all over again. The first day of the new class was normal. By first glance a portion of the males appeared to be gamers. But not in the nerdy, indoorsy sense. Turned out literally all of them were, accept one or two boys. By allot of observation, the most popular among all of them was a guy named Michael. He was a bit tall, but handsome. He had a skin tone barely darker than mine, and a very small afro. In our homeroom i overheard two people discussing my favorite video game, and then i immediately found my new best friends. Believe it or not, one of the two was Michael. The other was named Abdool. He was short, had black hair and had somewhat an obnoxious personality. He always seemed to be wearing a gray hoodie.
"You like pokemon?!" i asked Michael. He pounced into my face with a playful smile.
"You play Pokemon?" he said with a half smirk.
"Y-yeah, Pokemon is my whole world.." i was a bit uncomfortable due to his comfortable nature towards strangers.
His presence gave me a strange feeling. It was completely new to me, and I couldn't tell what it was, so the only thing i could do was ignore it...
(Author's Message: Hello readers i hope you enjoyed the first chapter apparently im not able to get a picture of any of the characters for a while, maybe not ever :( but i will try my best so you are just going to have to use your imagination)
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