Being American When You're Asian

Being American When You're Asian

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"What are you?" Harry asked with his face full of disgust. Whats up with this dude? Havent he ever saw anyone like me before? Or should I say, an Asian? "I'm an organism, sir. Havent you seen anyone like yourself?" with a shocked face, I raised a brow at him. Gosh this dude has some serious issues. How could he ask me "that" kind of question? Its very rude for me. And whats up with being Asian? I'm still human, theres no difference. "Dont play with me, ugly. You're from a different place huh?" HOW DARE HE CALLED ME UGLY. WHO IS THIS LITTLE BRAT THAT THEY CALL "MR POPULAR", HE DOESNT EVEN HAVE MANNERS! HOW COULD HE BE POPULAR. Talk about major turn off. "Isnt it obvious?" I heaved a sigh, having pity with this little boy who doesnt even know anything. Maybe he was locked up in a huge castle when he was younger. Aww, what a pity. Poor brat, isnt he? "I'am just Asian, thats why I kind off differ from you Americans." I explained to him really slow, nodding my head so that his puny brain may be filled with little knowledge. "I hate Asians. Especially you." without another word, this dumb ass walked away from the schools hall. "RACIST MUCH!?" I yelled at him, not caring of other people around me, maybe thinking that I'm a physco or something. ----- Note: The Harry in here is not Harry Styles. But since sometimes I do imagine this Harry to be Harry Styles, so maybe you could do the same :D enjoy!
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Harvey

When I slammed my locker shut and turned to see Toby standing there, watching me, I jumped in fright and dropped my bag. Talk about speaking of the devil. I picked it up quickly before he could and said a rushed "hi" before turning to leave. But Toby pulled me back to him making my flustered countenance change and I was suddenly defensive. I pulled away and made a face. "Do you need something or something?" I questioned him. "Relax," he said. "Are you in a hurry?". He sounded so sweet. And why was he looking down at me so innocently? "I'm not", I said with a shake of the head. He seemed very polite so I instantly felt bad for being rude. "What's up?". "You're Harvey, right? Harvey Celestine?". I nodded. "You're Maria's friend". "To the point, Meyers". I was quickly becoming bored. Toby looked surprised for a moment, although I didn't know why. But then, he smiled a little. "You left your geography note and textbook in class and that wouldn't do considering the fact that we have a geography test tomorrow". I immediately switched up and started thanking him profusely. All my sticky notes and reminders were in there. He smiled and waved it off before turning to leave. When I got home, Maria gave me a phone call, squealing like a child. "Toby invited me to his birthday party this Saturday!". I pulled the phone away from my ears to protect myself from the extra scream that came after that. "He said you could come too". "No thanks, I've got to study". "Tests are ending tomorrow". "Uh college..". "...isn't until the end of the year? Dude, why are you being so ....not fun?". "Dude," I said, getting up to pace. "I just don't want to come". "Why?". "I don't know". "Dude, why?". "I said I don't.....". Immediately, I was interrupted by a stone flying through my window and into my room. I instantly screamed.

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