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Silver Chan is a Chinese-American 14 year old girl, she and her parents moved back to Beijing, China after spending 4 years there for studies and work. Silver is a black belt in Karate before she moved to America, she was Mr. Han'...
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I woke up to Ben throwing a clothes at me, then went to his room to change, I got the memo to change, the clothes threw at me were an outfit, he left my shoes out, next to my bag, I got changed and put my hair into a braided ponytail, I went downstairs to eat breakfast then went back up to brush my teeth then Ben and Jackson walked with me to school, I didn't need a tour around the school since I used to go here, Mrs. Po just hand me my class number and locker key, then I'm off.
I stood in front of my class, the baring eyes of the students,
"Hello, I'm Silver Chan, I'm 14 years old. Please take care of me," I bowed as I spoke in chinese,
"Ok are there any questions?" The teacher asked,
"Welcome back Silver!" A few students shouted,
I went to the only other empty seat which was next to Meiying, I grabbed my notebook out of my bag and started taking notes, Mrs. Tan explained about the English literature. Soon the bell went, signalling lunch, I collected my stuff and stood up, Meiying however had to stop me,
"Why did you beat Dre up?"
"Cause he deserves it," I replied,
"But why?"
"Because he betrayed me!" Betrayal was the reason why I hated Dre Parker,
Before she could ask further questions, I ran from her, I ran to the music room, it's often abandoned cause the students prefers to use the theatre. I went over to the piano, I sat down and stared at the keys for a good 5 minutes, then I started playing,
After I finished, I had tears in my eyes already, it slowly escaped my eyes, I quickly wiped it away but more kept coming, soon I'm having a breakdown. It felt like the walls I built up in years of being in Detroit was crumbling down, the glass bottle of that once held all my feelings were shattered, the mask I wear has cracked. If you don't understand what Dre did, let me explain.
When I first arrived to Detroit, I Of course didn't have any friends. I was at the park just swinging alone, but these group of guys and girls came to me and started calling me names like, Loner, Loser, dork, Nerd. They pushed me off the swing and started beating me up, because I was still getting used to the environment, I didn't fought back so I let them beat me up when they said something about me being a weakling, I was mad. I stood up and hold my ground, one threw the first punch while on the other side came for a kick, I jumped up in the air and kick them both in the chest doing the splits, when they are down, I punched and kicked the others until they all were down. After I was done, I went back to my swinging but a boy with an Afro stopped me.
