The bus

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"Warning update to all of your children! Make sure you stay safe at school, the red leader has been spotted and identified as an assumed teenager. Who knows what might happen, but in this area of the city you need to keep an eye out, also take care of--"

'Uhh, just 'cuse I rule a whole army and have stabbed, shot, tortured and potentially killed a few people I get this sort of treatment?! This is why I hate society, it's a dark place where people pressure you to be good and something that everyone can look up too-- WELL NOT ALL OF US ARE FLIPPING PERFECT ALRIGHT!? So just shut up..'

My first time going to a new school.., I never went to places like primarys and nurserys, just because I strangled two kids who were picking on me when I was younger. After that I went to a mental health ward which soon (according to the doctors) "sunk in", so later on it just turned to therapy on the weekends in London.

We decided it was easier to move there other than spending tons of money to travel Back and forth all the time.

"TORD, YOU UP YET?" My "father" bellowed upstairs.

"Well what does it look like jackass?!" I insult commonly while protecting my ear drums from the loud noise.

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I later then slammed the door shut, nor caring whether it affected pau and pat, my .."dads", well at least that's what I have to call them when we're out in public.

The sound of harsh wheels being dragged against the cold rubber. The bus was here.

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I cautiously stepped on, many eyes turning onto me, it was obvious that they we're also going to be in the same school since we all have the same uniform.

I sat down in in empty space, people still staring at me and whispering to their friends, I wonder why, I mean, are human beings new to them, what would that make them then? Aliens?

I thought to myself carefully, might it the the massive burn wounds that go halfway across my body mabye?

Huh, no.., that wouldn't be it. I rolled my eyes, now caring less weather people stared at me or not.

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The noisy bus soon stopped at an old, almost abandoned-looking house. This followed by the sound of people laughing, then singing an inside joke song, or so I presume.

The boy started laughing, "Your Lord and saviour sockets has returned!" He later wheezed, everyone else clapping and cheering him on. I never bothered to look at all the action-- it was all just banter anyway.

"Hey, mind if I sit here?" The popular boy, "sockets" spoke, still smerking from a few seconds ago. I couldn't really say no since I have a feeling that I'd get beaten up if I say anything wrong. And like so, I move my bag to the floor so he can sit next to me.

"Thanks-- wait-- you're new?- aren't you?" He said, his curiosity being genuine. I nodded, only half understanding what he said. "Uh, so do you speak or not?.."

"Selvfølgelig snakker jeg idiot.." I rolled my eyes.

His face soon turned brighter, "Ahh, a transfer student I see! What country?"

I only understand very few sentances/words in English, I believe he's failing to read that. Luckily this time I knew what he was saying though. (Most of it at least..)

"Norway" I feel quite proud of myself, aheh.

"Oh wow, still from Europe, so at least it's not a massive difference I guess." I looked at him blank

What the hell did he just say?..

He face palmed, "Right, I knew that!" He pulled out his phone, soon going on Google translate.

'Want to hang out with me today? Just presuming that you have no other friends  from Norway that is.

Vil du henge med meg i dag? Bare antar at du ikke har andre venner fra Norge som e.'

I laugh it off quietly and accept.









Could a leader have a friend for the first time?...













































(A/N: how was that for you kiddos? Was that satisfactory? ;-; probably not..

I blame school, always giving me anxiety attacks.) 704 words!


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