What We Seek

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

 

            Both teens were panting slightly when they reached their designated room. They were standing in the corridors when a clearing of throat could be heard behind them, this caused for both teens to turn around.

“Might I inquire why the two of you are still standing in the corridor as if the warning bell has no significance?” the man asked. He has a light brown hair and has onyx-colored eyes that even the stone mentioned would be put to shame.

 “Err…” the newcomers said as one.

The man just raised an eyebrow waiting for them to continue.

“We’re transfer students.”

The man nodded in understanding. “So, are you going to get inside or not?” he asked before going in and closing the door behind him.

The pair looked at each other briefly and then they followed the teacher inside. 

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            The teacher stopped mid-sentence when he heard the door opening and looked at the two teens. Curious, as to why their teacher stopped talking the whole class followed their teacher’s line of gaze and saw two good-looking teenagers.

Smiling, the teacher asked, “Finally decided to join the class, boys?” When he saw the nod of the two teens, his smile even got wider.  “Very well then, the stage is yours.”

The blue-haired teen who seems to be more confident than the other is, took the teachers place before when the said teacher stood aside. “Hi, I’m Dhain Mark Miller. I grew up in Ludlow, Massachusetts but when I was around ten we moved to Sweden seeing as my mother also has a citizenship over there.  I love a lot sports but I’m very fond of soccer. If you have other questions just ask me during break; wouldn’t want to take the entire period just for introduction, would we?” He finished, his aquamarine eyes filled with mirth.

“It was nice meeting you Mr. Miller. Please take the vacant seat at the last row of this column.” The teacher said gesturing for the column he just indicated.

“Thank you sir.”

The teacher gave Dhain a small smile before giving RJ the go signal to proceed with his introductions.

RJ took a deep breath before moving forward. “Hello, my name’s Russell James Rowlands. I’m from New Castle, England. Was born and grew up there. I’m here because my family back home won’t stop the nagging. I have no other hobbies except for skateboarding. And if you’re wondering about my hair color, yes it’s natural it’s a family trait so I can do nothing about it and I hate to put that disgusting stuff you called dye in my hair. But it was really nice meeting you all I hope we’ll all get along.”

“It was also nice meeting you Mr. Rowlands. Please sit beside Mr. Miller.” The teacher instructed the sky blue-haired teen.

RJ just nodded before proceeding at the back and sitting beside Dhain who is already in his own seat.

As the teacher saw that the new students were comfortable in their seats he began his lesson.

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Russell James’ POV

            I said goodbye to my fellow transfer student before leaving the room. I fished my schedule out of my bag to check if I have a class after US history. Seeing the large bold letter ‘VACANT’ after my first class I decided to proceed to a quiet place.