Dynamite Samuels is the name. Weird name right? Well when your parents leave your older brother name you that's what you get. He loved the bugs bunny cartoons where the coyote tries to blow the bunny up. Me and my brother Charles was close. But when...
Dad signed me up for high school. I had got all my supplies. I had to go early to meet with the principle as to the reason I wasn't there since freshman year.
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I got dressed and walked with a limp to school. I had my earbuds in my ear. I walked into the school turning off the music. I walked into the office and told the secretary I was here for the appointment. "Dynamite Samuels the principal is ready for you." The. Sectarian called. I stood up and limped into the office. "Hi I'm Principal Phillips. I asked for you to be here early to ask why you disappeared in the middle of freshman year." He said sitting down. "I had joined the Army sir. I just got home from my second tour in Afghanistan." I said. "Oh thank you for your service. Do you think you are able to stay caught up with your grade level?" He asked. "Yes sir. I'm a little advanced in school subjects as I was learning while waiting for my duty. It's just going to be hard fitting in." I said shifting a little. "What's with the glove?" He asked looking at it. I took a deep breath. "At the end of my second tour we were fighting against a group. An explosion went off beside me. I lost my right arm and leg. I was given the Purple Heart, I'm a colonel and was discharged." I said looking down. He gave me a shocked sympathy look. I had gotten my schedule. Schedule: Calculus AP English Weight lifting 3 Lunch AP chemistry AP World History Free period PE I walk to my locker and open it. I took out calculus book. I walked with a limp to my math class. I enter and hand the teacher the note the principal told me to give her. She had me sit in the front. The class was easy, and handed in the work. I put my book up and went to my English class. When I entered the weight lifting class I saw a lot of shirtless boys. I handed the note to the teacher. He nodded and pointed me to the locker room. I walked in and changed into track pants and my army shirt. I took off the glove and walked out. When I exited they stopped talking and looked at my arm. I went and started the work out that was on the board. It was not even close as hard as the ones I did at camp. The boys watched as I started out at a hundred and fifty on each side. I did three sets of fifteen. I then put two more tens on and did the same thing. The boys were gapping at me. When I finished early. I changed back and walked out. In two weeks is the veterans assembly. I walked to lunch and grabbed some fries and a water. I walked to a a table. And ate quietly. I took my pills and looked at my phone. I was texting John. I looked up hearing a clearing a throat. I saw the boys from the gym. "Can we sit here?" They asked. I nod and put away my phone. "What's your name?" The leader of the group asked. "Dynamite Samuels." I said. "That is a weird name." He said. "My older brother named me. He liked the bugs bunny cartoons." I said quietly. "How old is he now?" They asked. "He would've been twenty. He died saving me when I was six. He was hit by a car." I said quietly. "Oh sorry for your loss. How did you get a robotic arm?" They asked. The bell rang. I quickly got up and went to my science class. At the end of the day at PE. The same boys from third was there. I changed and waited for coaches instructions. I ran the mile. The boys seem slower than me. And I have a prosthetic leg! We played basketball. I walked home listening to music. I walked inside the house. I sat on the ground in my room. I looked at my picture that I always have. I cried hugging my knees.
