Prototype

Start of Something Less Boring

SEAN RYAN FOX as Leon ^^

The day started just as dull as the last. I wake up, go to school, deal with less than average teachers, and come home to nobody. I live alone. There's nothing wrong with my family or anything it's just that I'm perfectly capable of doing things myself. I go to school, which is only like a block away, at Langley H. High School. Don't ask me what the "H" stands for 'cause I don't know. My objective this school year is just to make it not like middle school. I might be in my first years of high school but nothing has ever stopped me from what I wanted to do before. Which explains why I live alone now. My parents tried to stop me back then but I've always been one to follow what I want to do.

I was special ever since I was born. They didn't know that I was smarter than the average infant until a month later I learned to walk and only took me four months to formulate whole sentences. My parents didn't freak but they decided to enroll me in a program for gifted toddlers at age two. They were rich so they'd only accept the best and of course, it was controlled by the government. I know what you're thinking," Isn't every program controlled by some part of the government?" Well, how normal is a program for gifted toddlers held by scientists? Not your typical "know it all's" but your" blow up your lab type," guys. They placed a chip within my brain without my parent's consent to further my talents. Now I'm known to the scientist as the smartest child alive. My parents eventually found out that I had surgery for my brain with the chip but were too scared to do anything about it in fear that I wouldn't be able to recover. So they let the scientist have their fun with their experiments and I found them tedious. Once I turned ten my parents wanted me to have a normal life but didn't want me to be pressured into growing up to fast so they put me in public school. The scientists still gave me experiments weekly which turned into monthly. I wanted something for a change and decided that what I wanted was to experience sixth grade on my own. My parents bought a house, trusted me to live alone and let me live only one hour away from their house. My past doesn't come back to haunt me though and even if it did, I'm pretty sure it'd be more fun than going to school today.  

7:00 A.M.

I woke up on the couch. I can't remember why I didn't go to my room instead. Maybe I just dozed off watching TV. The same old routine this morning: eat, clean, wash, bathe, brush, floss. Despite having almost unlimited knowledge, you're pretty much a regular thirteen-year-old. Just that you have the mind of an eighteen-year-old. Every morning my mom would send me a text saying how she loved me and I'd always reply with "I love you too." Then I'm out the door and would arrive at school at 7:30. I don't know what it was but today just seemed off. And this is coming from a person who could pinpoint your moves based on your basic actions such as the combination of your dominant hand, foot-tapping, and hair-pulling. But today it wasn't right. 

8:30 A.M. First Period

"Alright class," the teacher began," over the past few days, I've been wondering how I could get you all comfortable with your classmates for the next four years. I figured that simple introductions simply weren't going to cut it. So your first project will be a report on your partner of my choosing."  Mummers were heard throughout the classroom but I'm guessing that was Mr. Romley's intention. He always did try to keep things interesting over the past week and a half. The other teachers were huge cliches and typical. Mr. Romley did well as an Engineering teacher. "When I call your name, look under your chair and pick up the slip. It'll have your partner's name on it. Now I've based these off of what I've learned within just last week", Mr. Romley said proudly. I would think that it would take more than a week for a teacher to pair us with one another simply because they wouldn't know us. It wouldn't be too hard for me I've already figured out half of my grade. "T. Linus Huges. Your partner is Leon Thompson. I'm most definitely proud of that pairing," Mr. Romley chuckled heartily. So far I could tell that my "partner" was very popular around the school. Not your jock who's an asshole type popular but your I'm silly and need attention type guy. Too bad for all of his friends he's gay. I figured that out on the second day of school. He first tends to stand like a girl, is always comical about girls, and doesn't spend time with any guys but does tend to look in their direction often. My partner stood up from his chair and walked to the back of the class standing in front of my desk. "Hi! I'm glad we're working together!" he said practically yelling. Great. He's a social butterfly. I stood to shake his hand and say," You better not be boring."