Today was Horatio's first day at high school. His parents decided to send him to Westall Secondary, to be away from everyone else. The criteria to start at Westall was to have an iPad. Horatio's mother couldn't afford one so they went into the school during the summer holidays and brought a secondhand one. It wasn't the best but at least he had one.
So here he was sitting in his first home room class. With the original iPad. As he looked around at everyone he noticed that everyone else had an iPad 2. 'Great' he thought. 'I left a school with people making fun of me, to go to another school where people will make fun of me'. That was when Kayden walked in. 'Sorry I'm late' he said as he rushed in carrying his books. He sat down next to Horatio. One of the only people who did.
After home room, Horatio started walking to his first class, woodwork. He was about to step out of the room when he felt a tap on his shoulder. It was Kayden. 'Hey, do you know where woodwork is. I have that class now but I don't know how to get there'. Why would someone want to talk to him. No one ever did. Horatio decided he wouldn't care if anyone else would talk to him or not. He had made his first friend. 'Woodwork? I'm headed there now if u wanted to come with. The name's Horatio'. He stuck out his hand like he was taught to and shook Kayden's hand, 'Kayden'.
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The Unadulterated Life
Non-FictionThis is a story about how a boy became the man he is today. It may seem like a story of innocence and it may sound childish. But be warned. This isn't a story for the faint hearted.
