" Both of you have good day now" Mum tells both my sister and I as we get out of the car.
I quickly shut my door before walking away and into the school grounds, where loads of kids, that I have never seen before among ones that I know all too well, gather.
" Hey Es" Nas says, walking past me with Ayla, a few other girls that I don't remember the names of and a white girl I have never seen before.
Nas only speaks to me because she's friends with Max, it payed to be intelligent at our old school.
I cautiously wave back before walking further into the school, where tonnes of other kids are flooding in.
I walk into my formroom, with Mr Bell, whose some kind of PE teacher or something like that.
I take a seat in the corner of the room and wait while the rest of the students flood in, all immersed in their own conversations, or fighting with the kids that didn't go to their original high school.
" Alright, Settle down year 11, Settle down please " the teacher begins to say, but it doesn't stop the other students from talking, or arguing if we're being realistic.
" Cuse me, I'll just wait till you've finished then shall I?" He says, pointing in the kids, who went to my old schools direction.
They all slowly quiet down, leaving him enough room to speak.
" Thank you" He says, slightly laughing.
" My name is Mr Bell" he says.
" End" I shout, which warrants a couple laughs from a few people.
" Good one, very good" He says, sarcastically smiling in my direction.
" When I point to use, I want you to shout your names loud and proud" he says, enthusiastically shaking his fists, before pointing to a girl with blonde hair.
" Haley Booth" She says, slightly raising from her seat, he then points to the Nas's sister, Razia who I'm guessing must be friends with Haley.
" Razia Paracha" She says, raising up from her seat too, he then points to the girl I saw earlier walking with Nas.
" Missy booooothhhhh" she sings.
He then points to Zain, who says his name while pointing his fingers toward Mr Bell.
" You at the back" He says, pointing to me.
" Esther." I bluntly say.
" Can fell youre desperate to be here ay?" He says, before pointing to the white boy that's sat a couple seats ahead of me.
" Abdul Abin" He says, which makes me slightly laugh, to which the boys on my table, and the ones across the room do not appreciate his joke.
" Are you stupid?" An Asian girl says, standing up out of her seat.
" Are you mad?" Another one says, as the boy looks back and looks at me and sees that I'm laughing, we make eye contact for a split second before his attention is pulled away.
" You lot on steroids? Sit down" Mr Bell says, as all the kids that rose up out of their chairs take the seat again.
" Alright Joker, whats your real name?" Mr bell asks him, as the boy crosses his arms and leans back in his chair.
" It is my real name, I'm a revert" he says laughing.
" Pervert more like" Razia shouts to him from across the room.
" His name is Jordan Wilson and he a windup" Haley booth shouts towards him, saying the word properly without popping the p.
" Alright, Jordan Wilson Windup" Mr Bell says, pointing towards Jordan.
" Attention all Year 10, 11, 12 students. Assembly commences in 10 minutes"
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We all walk out of assembly and when we do we see a massive sign, a racist one bare in mind, that I'm guessing that Jordan Wilson put up as I see the back of his green hood as he runs away from people chasing him.
" Get HIM" a girl shouts, as around 20 more students chase after him. I slowly follow in the direction that they are going in, ducking underneath the banner to see where everyone is at.
" Urgh I fucking hate this school. these minging Muslims" I hear a girl whisper into my ear.
" What?" I question her, taken a back at what she just said to me.
" I mean it's ..." she starts, but before she can finish I stick my fist right into her racist face.
" OHHH" I hear people gasp from around us as she falls onto the floor.
" You want to say it again, fucking racist pig" I say, as I pounce on her, punching her in the face a couple more time.
" GET OFF ME" she screams, as she tries to shake me off her.
" GIRLS" I hear a males voice say from a distance, but it doesn't take me away from what I'm doing.
" You're minging one" I say, as I feel someone pull me off her, and lifting me far away from her.
Although I'm like 5'2, that doesn't stop me from being able to fight.
" Fuck you " I shout to her, laughing, as I look over my shoulder and see her beginning to sit up, surrounded by all her white friends who are caring all so kindly for her.
" My office. Now." He says to me, I snap out of my thoughts and notice it's Mr Bell.
I do as he tells me and walk over to the entrance, looking back at all the people that are watching me
I turn myself back around and walk straight into his office where I see Jordan Wilson, already occupying one of the seats.
I walk past a couple of teachers before opening the door, where Jordan's attention is quickly on me.
" I saw ya fighting. You're pretty shit" he shrugs, as he looks back at me.
" Fuck off" I say, sitting down in the seat next to him, waiting for whatever punishment is coming my way.
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Bad Girl, Bad Boy - Ackley Bridge
Fanfiction" Ive seen ya fighting. your pretty shit" "Fuck off" *** *ON HOLD* Jordan Wilson and Esther Brinley , Ackley Brid...
