My mother got a job in Chicago as a principal. That meant my mom, dad, brother, cousin, and me would have to move away.
My cousin, Uriah, was out-raged when he was told. He literally got his crossbow and shot an arrow at a plant.
My brother, Caleb, was fine with it. He was being bullied for being the smartest kid in the grade.
I, on the other hand, didn't have an opinion. My family totally neglected me, like I was obliviated from them.
On the first day, I made no friends. Caleb and Uriah totally ignored me. Nothing new.
When I walked in the lunch room...everyone was seperated. At the end of each table it said what there group was called.
There was a table with kids with glasses. They were playing some smart kid game. I looked at their name and it read Erudite.
er·u·dite
ˈer(y)əˌdīt/
adjective
having or showing great knowledge or learning
I looked at those kids. A boy stood out to me. It was Caleb. Caleb was a smart-ass. Like I said he was bullied.
I ignored that and walked to the next table.
Kids were doing handshakes, brading hair, beading, and telling jokes.
They were called Amity.
am·i·ty
[am-i-tee]
noun
1.
friendship; peaceful harmony.
2.
mutual understanding and a peaceful relationship, especially between nations; peace; accord.
Next was one called Abnegation. Kids were trading lunches, and helping each other do work sheets.
Then one called Candor. I heard kids arguing over crap. "I just think the meat should be real meat!" "Well, the teachers need to step up and actually punish kids!"
I got annoyed of them, and walked to the next one. Dauntless. The people at that table were really snobby. "I can shoot a muffin off your head any day, any time, any where." "Go ahead punch me!"
I notice Uriah was sitting with them. Not a surprise.
daunt·less
ˈdôntlis,ˈdänt-/
adjective
showing fearlessness and determination.
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