Son

6 secret passages

I muttered curse words to myself over and over. I could not get this tie done. In the end I shoved it in my pocket and went for breakfast. I had stayed in my room all night thinking. Falco must be going crazy. But so am I. What the hell am I doing here. The WhiteHouse is for important people. Not... me. I scoffed down some lucky charms before heading off to school. School sounded cool, fun and relaxed. Not private school. I was about to make my way down the hall when Ger stopped me "Where do you think you're going?" He asked and I shrugged "school" i said he laughed. "You think Angelina would let the first sightings of the First son be like this. You haven't even brushed your hair." He said pulling me back to the breakfast room. President Mcarals who wanted me to call him Mike or Dad and Angelina were sitting eating along with Sofie who had a sulk on. "Oh my gosh were you attacked" Angelina shot out of her chair I scrunched up my eyebrows "What no I'm going to school" she paused looked at the president then laughed, and kept laughing. She finally stopped and everyone was starring at her cautiously as if ready to run. "Ok then" she said in a high pitched voice, "Uh," she giggled again "Gerald, would you mind taking our little jokester here to my room so we can get him ready" she smiled clasping her hands together.

Half and hour later and I was sure the Geneva human rights act had been broken along with the torture laws. I was ready. My hair was silky and smoothed to perfection my uniform had been ironed three times and I had been mercilessly scrutinised for any sign of imperfection. "That wasn't too bad was it" Angelina smiled before walking out singing "ladidaladida" I groaned as I got up. Ger tried to talk to me but I didn't even want to see him. I was dropped at Cuffleberts private establishment for young ladys and gentlemen. I groaned. This is the last thing I need. I walked in behind an angry Sofie. She was listing off things I wasn't allowed to do, "Don't come near me, Don't look at me, Don't even catch a glimpse of me and my friends out of the corner of your eyes, Don't breathe near me, Don't have lessons or lunch with me" I tuned out and walked away from her without her realising. I went to the office which looked like a profffesional dentist office with happy faces pictured on canvas on the wall. "Name please Sir" the woman asked politely. "Lincoln Mcaral or something" I shrugged not really caring if I remembered the sir name or not. "Well Mr Mcarals it's an honour and pleasure to have you here we have a student to guide you to all your lessons" she smiled even brighter "Uh thanks" I said walking away trying to avoid a leech that would mean I wouldn't have a chance to escape. "Uh hi there I'm Toby, I've been asked to show you round today" he smiled, he seemed an alright kid, bit of a bookworm but again who cares I'm not going to be here to find out. "Your first lesson is Physical Education, I'm in your form so we have the same classes. Do you have any questions?" He asked and I shook my head silently. "Not one for words that's ok i could talk for the country let alone for the both of us. You don't seem very happy, did you not want to come back from Peru?" He asked "What?" I asked confused then I remembered they said I had to pretend I lived in Peru and a load of other different countries doing voluntary work as a cover to why I wasn't around nor mentioned. "Yeah Peru best days of my life" I said uninterested. We reached my locker but just as we did a boy shoved Toby to the ground kicking his books around as he walked. He laughed with friends as they walked off. I rolled my eyes this is why people don't like school I remembered. I leant Toby an arm and pulled him up. I helped him gather his books. "Who's that dumbass?" I asked and he sighed "some jerks, I'm used to it. I'm a scholarship student so I get it all the time" he shrugged "it's the price for the school I guess" he said I looked at him "and you don't fight them why?" I asked and he laughed. "Have you seen me, I'm a twig" he said. I shook my head "physical is transient mental is perminence" I said quoting Hunter. "What?" He asked. "Anything you got physically you can change piece of piss, mental now that's where your issue is, you've figured out its easier to get beaten up than work hard physically to not get beaten up. Too smart for your own good. Dumb boys like me work out to beat the crap out of people cause it's the only thing we've got" I shrugged trying to get him to think. "You're the oldest son of the president of the United States. I don't think being biff is your only advantage." He smirked. "And you've got a scholarship" I shrugged.