My Name Is Reo ✅

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TAndPens
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Monday.

Leo is holding his laptop in his right hand because he's allowed to. Part of the perks of being a star student.  Maybe even the best student ever.

"Take care Leo, remember our talk?" The car pauses at the black gate of our Private school: an Academy for the rich. It is literally called Highlife Academy.

"I remember father." He opens the door before I do.

"Okay. Take care Leo! I'm proud of you son!" I hold the handle of the door in my hand, waiting for my dad to say something to me too. Leo is halfway through the school's main gate, the area before the security stops him for a quick body search.

"What are you waiting for? Go Reo." I sigh, swinging my bag around each shoulder until I feel comfortable enough to walk away from his parked Mercedes and into the gate.

But I stop and turn around. My expectations have always been shattered, always: my dad's car isn't parked at the front anymore, he left without a bye.

"Come forward."

The Academy is lavish, a comfortable school for secretive rich parents to send their children while maintaining their status equally, with the common act of slipping an envelope to a teacher. Most kids do that regularly: they have money on their side, whether or not it's their parents' it's still theirs to spend.

Teenagers of all colour want one thing in Highlife: for their social status to remain dominant. Both those whose names can be easily matched to their faces and those with trobulesome  behaviours.

Their parents just really want the opportunity to brag about the school's laboratory, first class teachers, basically everything to tie their status together.

I am weird.

I had friends once upon a time, until I was deemed 'too weird to hang out with' and I have been sticking to that title for as long as I can remember.

"All students pay attention, all students pay attention."

I spot Leo standing close to the white walls at the corner alone. He might be smart, but he isn't the social type, neither of us were.

"I am proud to announce this great achievement of ours." There's a boy standing beside him, their shoulders were touching. "Once again, Highlife has won the national Physics prize! From our very one brainy student, frankly he's too smart to be called a genius, Leo Murray!"

By the time I look away from the TV displaying the principal in a dress two-times too small announcing the news, to Leo's corner, he's gone. Leo isn't there anymore, and neither is the kid.

"Leo? Is that-- oh, Reo. Where is your brother?" Mrs Torez asks.

"Somewhere." I try as much as I could to walk away from her before she stamps on my irritation button.

"A shame only one of you is smart." I feel my eyes close and my heart pound like it had been since I saw the green lockers once I got into school, but I just kept walking with my head scanning the white shirt and green bottoms of the students.

Home or school, nothing ever changes.

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I miss writing something, no scratch that, I miss sticking to one particular writing.