As i sighed remembering what Brian said i realized i never got a chance to know him to see if he was a good teacher or not. I sat down Mr Smith was at the front he wrote down his name." Well hello kids! did you have a fun summer!?" he said "yes!" the student screamed i said no quietly, but this teacher seems more energetic then the morning one, he seemed...different? wait that's not possible it must be my imagination, yeah i did not get a good look at him or he may just not be a morning person. i look to my left side to see that Leo is sleeping, he was even drooling. I usually do this.. i concentrated and went into his mind, he was dreaming about riding on a tiger with only three legs fighting with an orange octopus with red pocadots in a ring and turtles were cheering for the octopus and chipmunks were cheering for the tiger, really what goes on in this guys mind amazes me sometimes. i softly said " wake up" he jerks and opened his eyes and swipes the drool off his face. "thank you mind you never fail me" he says quietly i chuckle i am not your mind. Leo at my left, Leslie at my right, Megan at my front.... i wonder who is behind me? i turn around to see a boy with blond hair, bands in the front and messy, he is wearing dark blue glasses and biting his lip writing what the teacher is saying in his book. i kindly say " hey, it is only the beginning of the year lighten up!" he stops writing looks up and gives me a good cold stare " SHUT UP! " he says with a mean voice. " OK" wow that scared me. class ended and( there are a few more classes but i will tell about them later) the bell rings and school is over i say goodbye to my Friends as they go the other direction. now i have to go home, i walk into a shady street and i slowly disappear into the darkness as i enter a world only people with supernatural powers can enter the street is called Clockwork street and this is where i live, anyone that enters Clockworks without a red card they are shown as trespassers and are killed. i walk to the gate were i show my red card, i am usually getting weird looks cause i am part of an assassin's family but i am over the phase of getting sad or crying cause they talk behind my back. i walk home door number 489 and hold a breath and concentrate on my mind to get into their minds and block me from their eyes as i walk to my room. just another Monday.
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The Assassin's Child
Aksimeet Lutar Collins a child Assassin, it is not like he chose to be one he hates being an assassin, and to top it off he is ignored and bullied by his whole family. but what happens when something big changes his life, friends and families before he...