I was halfway through (Thursday) and it's not that bad. Micheal's in school, sadly. If you don't remember Micheal, he's the one I twisted his arm backward when he tried videoing me up close.
I met the guys. Well, actually, I saw them. Kai, Jay, Cole, Zane, and Nya were all in my homeroom and in a few of my classes. They tried talking to me but I sorta avoided them and ignored them whenever they told me to wait so they could talk to me. It all started in homeroom today.
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I was stuffing my mouth with my last sandwich as I hopped off the boat. Uncle Wu was acting strange and didn't say a word, not until we got to the bus stop. I had really hoped I wouldn't be taking the bus to school today since everyone's too afraid to sit next to me. They always run to the opposite side of wherever I sit on the bus. When the bus starts moving, it's like all the weight from the other side makes the bus tilt sideways in a really freaky way.
"Do I really have to ride the bus?"
"Yes, Lloyd," Uncle Wu answered, "How else do you plan on getting to school?"
"Eh..."
In truth, I had no money to get a cab and no alternative idea as to how else I'd get to school besides the bus. It's sadly the only mode of transportation left. I wanted to save up for a motorcycle I would get myself before my birthday but someone else got the one I wanted and, well, the rest were too expensive. I had so many daydreams of me with the bike.
How I'd spend my Saturday afternoon on the paint job, ride around the neighborhood for a test drive, show off to Nya that my bike is way cooler than hers, and finally be able to go to Monster Amusement Park with Uncle Wu. He loves the Ferris wheel but we rarely ever go there because we live too far from it and none of the other amusement parks in the area are as cool.
But, back to the point, I waited for the bus when uncle Wu left. I was wondering why he was acting so strange that he didn't even return my good morning and that's a big deal when it comes to uncle Wu. I decided I was going on full detective mode.
Full detective mode is when I stop ignoring the suspicious and weird things around me and try to figure out what's really going on. Of course, turning on this mode has serious disadvantages. For one, I can't stop till I figure out the mystery and if anyone closely related to me has a secret they're hiding from me I have to try and figure out what it is even though it's best I don't.
Another disadvantage is that I have to close myself off from people. I know I'm not the most popular guy in school or anywhere for that matter but closing myself off makes me unbearable to others, a trait which I learned has serious consequences since I get angry when people act rude to me because of my unbearable attitude.
There's also another disadvantage but that's only until after the mystery is solved. Thing is, most times when someone is hiding from me, it's usually because they did something wrong or they know I'm going to kill them if I found out. When I do find out, my emotions become jumbled up and I'm left to choose between going full-on rage on whoever's hiding something from me or have a full mental breakdown.
I've only had a mental breakdown once and that was when I was nine and I figured out that my parents weren't the cool legendary heroes my uncle made them out to be but instead people who left me at a really young age with no excuse, no reason, and no goodbye message. I was nine and I was emotionally hurt but I'm much older now and will try my very best to not have another breakdown.
As expected, everyone shifted to the opposite side of where I sat the minute I sat on the bus. I got a bit mischievous and made it seem like I was indecisive about where to sit. I laughed on the inside at how they kept shifting from one side of the bus to another. It was extremely funny.
My first clash with my 'friends' since I'm not sure what to call them anymore, was when I was in my homeroom. I was arguing with some new girl -can't remember her name- for my seat. I like sitting at the back during homeroom, close to the window so I can stare outside while waiting for the first period. The new girl didn't seem to get the idea that only I sat on that seat. She kept saying bratty things like "First come, first serve."
Of course, I was in detective mode and immediately figured out her entire personality. Okay, maybe not immediately, but I didn't have to stay the whole argument to know that she was from a sophisticated, home-schooled lifestyle and has never heard the name, Lloyd Garmadon. But those traits are obvious so I'll go into detail.
She's a blonde, like me, but without any other color on her hair. Her face looks like she wears a lot of make-up and her entire accent says her family is traditional. She's also nervous but judging by the way she expresses herself, and she'd prefer if people didn't know that.
I won the argument when our class representative came over to settle the dispute. He took my side obviously, knowing very well that if he supported the new girl, he'd wish he had never got out of bed. I was right though, it was my seat, and Milton- our class rep- didn't have to unwillingly defend me. I think he was scared I'd traumatize the new girl- which I would never do because I don't get angry at students who do me wrong unknowingly. New girl included.
After I decided to let her have my seat till the week is over and she's better accustomed to the school, Kai came up to me and asked if we could talk. I sighed and told him no in a seriously awkward manner. I wanted to say yes but then all the memories of what I did to him and the rest of the guys came back. I couldn't stand even staying near two feet of him because of the weight of guilt I felt.
"Look, if you're worried about what happened with your mom-" Kai said but I cut him off. He was probably going to end with a skull-crushing, heartbreaking phrase that I did not want to hear.
"Just forget it," I told him before walking over to an empty seat. Well, it wasn't empty when I started walking over but a really generous but nerdy guy offered up his seat before I could ask. If I wasn't trying to ignore Kai's pleading then, I would've seen the generous but nerdy guy scamper away to another seat thinking I wanted to take his seat from him.
Later, during my English period, Nya came up to me to ask if I could join her and the rest of the guys for lunch. I refused immediately cause I couldn't imagine eating with any of them at this point in my life. Not to mention, I put on my detective hat this morning. If I sat with them for at least five minutes, I'd read their emotions to the letter and I'm pretty sure I don't want to deal with that.
The others tried too. Zane tried switching seats with someone sitting beside me during bio. Mr. Finch, our bio teacher caught him after I might have slightly given him a hint of what Zane was doing. Cole and Jay tried hovering around me during P.E. but I made sure to keep my distance. The worst part I had to deal with was when lunch break began.
To think a guy like me could rest after multiple attempts at avoiding his 'friends', but no, I have very relentless friends. It started when I was negotiating with a cheerleader named Chad or was it, Chen? I think it was Chen. Yes, Chen. He's the head of the cheer squad and my best friend in the whole world. Sarcasm intended.
"Look, Lloyd, you know how this goes," Chen said.
"Yeah, yeah, hand over the lunch money, and no one's reputation, status, or mental -slash- physical -slash- emotional state is harmed."
See, I made a deal with Charles in the middle of the seventh-grade that I'd pay him enough lunch money to feed his groupies and only I get to bring down my wrath upon the students in my grade. It's actually better this way than having the students get picked on by Chen and his cheerleading groupies and accidentally firing me up.
I know, it's a lousy deal but I felt sorry for the students who had to deal with my anger problems and Chen's bullying. I'd rather have them deal with only me instead, just like every other student in this school.
As I was saying earlier, I was about to get out my wallet from my pocket to see if I had cash to spare. I did but I liked wasting time seeing the frustrating moods on Chen and his friends' faces. Right as I was about to hand over the money, Nya wheeled into the cafeteria on her motorcycle. I frowned when I saw her. Her face completely said 'I coming for you, Lloyd'.
"Here," I told Chen, "Now leave and let me enjoy my lunch."
He left with the cheerleaders and I continued with my food- until I was interrupted by a certain female.
"What do you think you're doing?" Nya asked parking her motorcycle by my table. "You can't just keep avoiding us like we're some sort of dung beetles."
"I can keep avoiding you, Nya," I told her. I didn't want to have that conversation with her so I just stood up with my food tray and began walking away.
"Hey, get back here. I wasn't done talking!"
I continued walking. My heart was telling me to go back there and talk to her but my brain said I should do the exact opposite so I followed my brain instead of my heart because I don't trust my heart's choices.
Nya grabbed my shirt collar and before I knew it, she pulled me towards her and pinned me to one of the tables where a group of people was sitting. They were some gasps and some camera shutters. Even the people sitting at the table I was pinned on watched with their mouths open. I kinda got angry that the three people sitting there still had the mindset to remain in their seats like I was some sort of carnival show. I just turned my head to the side in annoyance but my mouth went ahead and ran its course.
"If I look back and I see your eyes staring with my face," I warned, "You won't have eyes for the next interesting thing."
I guess my voice sounded a bit cold and the three people left immediately those words left my mouth. I didn't mean to say what I said but at least no one got hurt physically, right?
Fortunately, it is right. Nya still had me pinned though and I don't fight girls unless it entails choking them or using my words or maybe pinning them down in a rather painful way. I don't like to fight girls, not because I think they're weak or anything like that, I just don't think punching a girl is the best way to fight her or exert my anger on her.
I have to go. I'm having math in about three minutes so I'll get back to you later.