Super Smash Bros. - Wolf Song [Book #1]

Chapter 1 - Escaped Reality

I was walking home from school, just like I do everyday after I finish school. I despised school so much. To me, it was just a complete waste of time. All you do is learn, and let's face it; we aren't actually going to be using any of this stuff in the future, despite the fact the teachers always say "This will help you later on in the future!"

Ingrid Ivalayo is who I am, but you can just call me Ingrid. I am 15 years old and am a 9th grade student at my current school, Alphamona High.

My first high school I went to, Camiblanca secondary, was not all that great in the slightest. All of my peers were just bullies and so self-centred.  A bunch of immature bullants if you ask me. I have this habit of calling people like that "bullants", because they think they're all big and tough, but their brain in reality, is equivalent to the size of an irrelevant... thing; an ant.

Thus I moved to Alphamona High. Of course me transferring to another school midyear, everyone would have definitely made friends by now. I knew finding a decent friend of my liking  would not be smooth-sailing. It just never occurred to me that it would be this difficult. At the end of that year I realised that a lot of the kids here at Alphamona High, are also "bullants". Just my luck.

In my family, or adoptive family I should say, I have my own horse named Paloma, which means "Dove". I called her that because she is completely white, like a dove. I live with my mother Kristina and my father Cory. Then there's my 12 year old sister, Jayla. I've heard kids in school talk about how much they loathe their own family, but me? Oh, I despise my younger sister with my life.

Whenever Jayla and I have one of those typical sibling arguments, it certainly tends to get out of hand. Jayla was only 2 when I was adopted, so that means I was 5. But whenever we fight she always says something like "Well at least I have a real family that loves me!" That comment will be the death of me one day, that is what I believe. I stay quiet though, I'm not someone who likes getting their siblings into trouble. Mainly because it ends up with me as the one who is blamed for the argument in the first place.

My parents have always favoured their birth daughter of course. I'm not even entirely sure why they adopted me in the first place. They put the story bluntly to me. It goes something like this...

I was walking in circles in this one isolated location further behind this neighbourhood, "crying my little girl heart out," I quote from my father. My parents were taking their daily stroll with Jayla in her pram, and happened to hear my crying as they walked past. I personally don't remember that time in my life. 

They found me, took me to the police station and from that moment on, I was deemed an orphan. My "parents" took me to the nearest orphanage there was, but the lovely ladies in charge said they were completely full and couldn't possibly fit another child like me. I was practically forced to be adopted on the spot.

Ever since that day, living with these strangers has been a nightmare, some sort of whacked-up reality I find difficult to escape. But thanks to my parents' willingness for me to be out of the house, I get to take part in a variety of things after school. This time of day is when I get to turn my anger into something... helpful, per-say. 

I do athletics and gymnastics in nearly all areas, so I am rather fit and flexible. I take self-defence classes, only online though. You never know when you might need it. But something that I don't hide is the fact that I am indeed, a geeky gamer.

Gaming is my life, it's one of 2 chances I am able to escape my true reality and venture to my own reality. Alas, my family acts like they disown me, which I guess they sort of do. I haven't played a massive variety of games but I wouldn't say that I am not a beginner, nor average. I'm most definitely an expert and have lots of experience.