The Edelin Chronicles: The Search for Cindias

Chapter 2: Welcome to Hell AKA School

Stepping off the bus, the air around the school felt stale and tense, as if we were attending the public execution of one of our classmates, the somber tone of everyone surrounding me, all in a rush to get where they're going, and I certainly was no different. Walking on the sidewalk, to make it through to the building doors unscathed. But sadly, some of our local jerkwads decided to visit me.

"Hey Dawn, glad to be back?" he asked, who is he you ask, that's Mason Williams, he is part of defense on the football team, or at least for the past 3 years, lord knows what would happen if he was put on offense. And one thing is for sure, he may not be as big of an @ss as some of the other jocks, but he is certainly not the sharpest tool in the shed.

"Sure, I guess this year might be better," I say, not wanting to be rude, but also, why is he talking to me of all people?

"Oh it certainly will be better!" shouted a voice from behind Mason, a large buff man walks over and claps Mason on the back. That my friends, is Liam Council, his third year as the linebacker, and his fourth year as the largest d*ck in the football team. Again why are these jocks talking to me?

"And why is that?" I ask, glaring at him, good Lord is his face punchable.

"New year means fresh meat!" Liam shouts laughing, while others around us are quickening their pace.

"Don't you mean freshmen?" Mason asks. I roll my eyes, he's so naive for being 16, it's almost sweet. High emphasis on almost.

"Nah dimwit, I've been waiting to test out some newbies," Liam grins sickeningly, looking to his left to see the boy I rode on the bus with, his hood still on. Liam did the 'oh so innocent' act of tripping him, with the boy inevitably falling, now the people around us stopped, eager to see the new meat they can feast on.

The new kid got on his knees to stand up, but Liam kicked him down so he was lying face down on the pavement, Liam proceeded to take off the kids backpack and throw it to Mason, who caught it, as the torture continued, the boy continued to struggle as Liam kept punching and kicking him, the boy trying to escape.

But before Liam could take another hit, something happened or rather someone, that person is me, and of course my friend Cora. She and I had been partners in crime since middle school, and we knew a thing or two about standing up. She threw Liam back, as I gave the boy his papers, as he promptly bolted to class. Liam got up and death stared at the two of us, but we just turned and left.

And we would have gotten away but of course, Liam's ego was bruised, so he tried to take one last shot at us, but before he could do anything, I grabbed Liam by his shirt and glared at him, causing him to dash away when I let him go, his tail between his legs. Sighing, Cora and I went to class, not wanting any more trouble.

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I'm glad that my first class is with Cora, because of what happened outside, I don't think I could get through the day without being pummeled, so at least I start at a somewhat high. We took seats at the front as Mrs. Danielle entered the room to start class.

"Welcome students to your first class in Honors English," she smiled as she handed out a syllabus for the school year, with a few interesting books, we get to read Shakspeare again, and Great Gatsby looks pretty good. Cora and I start talking about the syllabus and some of the criteria and units we'll cover until of course, my happy train decides to crash. When a certain snotty rich girl enters the room.

"Ah, Ms. Luke, I see you've decided to grace us with your presence," Mrs. Danielle says dramatically, she might be my favorite teacher.

"I was feeling tired this morning so I had to take a detour to Starbucks," she exclaims while handing Mrs. Danielle an absence note.