"Hey Chad, have u watched the latest anime", I ask my best friend.
"If you're talking about Attack on Titan, yes", he replies with cocky smile.
My name's Peace Adnab. I'm fifteen years old and this is my story.
"Peace, you've got to check out death note, its so amazing!!!!",shouted my best friend. "Its ab-"
"Wohwohwoh, slow down boy, I'll check it out no need to spoil it for me", I butt in, spoilers are not an option when it comes to anime atleast thats what I think.
"But-"
"No"
"But-"
"I said no!!", I raised my voice trying to send a no-spoiler-plee message.
"Aright,alright!", he raised his voice to match my own, sadness evident on his caramel coloured face .
Our comedic moment was ruined by the sound of the school's horrible siren. It didn't stop until five minutes had passed. My ears were stained with a nearly unbearable ringing. The feeling was horrible. I've been here for over six months yet that so called bell gets me everytime. I'm hopeless.
"Guess the bell has rung, huh", sadness filled my heart."Another day to waste."
"Cheer up Piecie, no need to sulk before the day is over, I mean whats the worst that could happen." Chad tries to cheer me up with his ever so present smile.
"I guess so", I give in not wanting to stretch the conversation further.
We started walking to the C block's right wing entrance.
The shining steel steps were rested onto the pebble filled hill that support the western parking lot.
We climbed the stairs till we reached the flat platform that seperated the parking lot from the C block's right wing ,second floor entrance. Only one minute had passed, yet it felt like eternity. We faced the sliding glass doors that did nothing to hide the horde of students on the other side. Its amazing how quickly the hallways get filled with students in just a few seconds after the bell has rung.
Chad and I were shrouded in awkward silence as we sped passed the students. The mixture of sweet feminine perfume followed by strong male cologne tainted the atmosphere.
We hurried passed the students only to be stopped in our tracks by the overwhelming number of students walking up and down ,hurrying to their classes and all. A couple of kids were relaxing on the floors, while others scribbled in their books.
Others were slouching away in the hallways, legs stretched out, all the way to the other side. Which was by far the most irritating thing that happened on a daily bases.
We took a left turn. The blu-ish walls wwelcomed us with sunshine hope, for a better day. For a momented I indelved in the notion of enjoying my first day of the second summester. Reality came sinking in as crashed into a random girl, that couldn't stop tainting the peaceful atmosphere with her vulgarities, clearly pissed. I awkwardly dismissed her and continued on our faithful journey to homeroom.
We took another few steps before passing the B block.We then passed the boys and girls bathroom which were in between the B and A block.
We reached the end of the hallway and took a right turn. The A block hallway was much quieter than the other blocks, making it my favourite hallway of all time. Although the passage linking the different blocks was in a way quiet nothing compared to this.
We walked for a bit more before taking a left turn.
We were closing in on our destination, IT fourteen.
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The Not So Wimpy Kid
Teen FictionWhat happens when your average teenage boy falls for a popular girl and she falls fall him? Join Peace on his journey to make an unlikely romantic relationship work. Trials and tests await. Will true love provail. Find out