The situation in the class wasn’t favourable to me. Why? Ever heard about bullies? Although they didn’t bully me, but they knew how to make my life difficult. They would do pranks on me, or do something that would cause me getting punished by the teacher.
Several years later..
Like every other day, I got dressed up and walked out of the house, not before grabbing the toast on the dining table. Obviously, I applied butter and rushed out of the house because the bus driver was honking the horn. The bus was noisy because of all those children shouting and singing like they were going to a picnic.
Our class teacher was obviously not the same as before. Now our class teacher was an evil-looking lady named Ms. Morris. But the point isn’t that she is evil, she hates me the most... No , not the most; probably I would rank second on the list of people she hates. The person she hates the most is none other than Ms. Su
By the time James came back to his senses, Ms. Morris had already arrived with her younger brother, Mick. Her face was red in anger, and a sneer on her mouth. I suddenly had an awful premonition. Feeling weird in my heart, I ignored her and directly entered the class along with the group.I sat at my bench. Mia sat beside me; while the other two, Nathan and James, sat behind us. We all stood up and wished Ms. Morris, as soon as she entered the class, followed by a smirking Mick. She had her eyes on me and the group for most of the time.She motioned everyone to sit down, so we all sat down. Just as I was about to sit, she said, “Not you Mike. “ I paused midway and stood straight and asked, “Why? “ When she heard this, she sneered and said, “Is this the way your parents taught you to talk to your teachers? “Shaking my head, I said, “My parents taught me - respect those who respect you
When we were walking back up to the class, Mick muttered his thanks to me. I nodded with a smile. The principal’s office was on the ground floor of our school building. I looked at Ms. Morris with expectations clear in my eyes. But I didn’t get the thing I expected. What I got was a snort.The truth be told, the reason Ms. Morris looked evil wasn’t her appearance. She looked beautiful, like Ms. Sullivan, but she used to have a cold and evil smile on her mouth. This resulted in making her one of the most frightening teachers.Her looks would have made her just an ice beauty, but the evil smile was the reason for the hate she got. But she still kept that smile, like she doesn’t care if others hate her or not. Since I couldn’t get the thanks I expected from Ms. Morris, I pouted and walled quietly back inside the class.The class was still in turmoil, because Ms. Morris took me to the principal&rsqu
Hello all readers, This is my second book, and it is in some way related to my first novel, Reborn Online. So I would recommend you to read that too, but it isn't mandatory to read RO to understand the plot. The first Five chaps of this novel, isn't that good in terms of writing. Reason is the first 5 chaps were written just when I started writing stories, so you can understand my level that time. Although my level still isn't on the same level like other authors who have experience for 2 years or more. Moreover I am not a native English speaker, so I did my best to improve myself. And my current level, I might give myself 7/10 , I guess. I still lack sometimes in description of things, place and people. But I am trying my best and would continue to do so. Believe me the plot is about to get more interesting from here onwards. Since this is the first turning point in MC's life I wrote this ad
Finally, the bus reached my house. I got out of the bus and waved goodbye to my classmates, who in return waved back at me with smiles on their faces. Opening the door, I said to myself, “Welcome back. “ I do this every day, not because I don’t have someone to wish me, but because I liked to do so. Probably the gift of my previous life.In my previous life, I used to spend time alone in the house; so I welcomed myself like this every day. I saw my mom preparing dinner in the kitchen. I smiled and said, “I’m home, mom. “My mom replied, “Alright sweet heart. Take a bath first. I would take out some snacks for you. Remember to place your clothes in the laundry basket, and your bag in the proper place. “ I nodded and said, “Alright mom. I am going to my room, and I would come down after taking bath. “With that, I went upstairs and entered the bathroom, not before placi
If it were for me, I would have thrown this wounded person out. Not because I am inhumane, but because I don’t want problems with my family, because of some strangers. But then it turned out that this person wasn’t a stranger. Both my parents were familiar with this guy. When the wounded guy fell over me, I caught his burly body and laid it on the ground first.Then I slapped him lightly on his cheeks and asked, “Hey wake up. Who are you? “ Obviously, the wounded person didn’t reply to my question. And fortunately the electricity that was gone came back. And the wounded guy’s face was clearly seen because of the light.Mom recognised the wounded person, because she spoke, “Alexander! “ It turned out that the wounded guy was called Alexander Grace. He is a super, with a weird but dangerous power. Because of his power, he can transform from human to beast form.This ability gives
The talk finished there. I didn’t know the name if the organization and it was of no use to me. All this was a lot for someone like me, who always thought that I had a normal parent. But it seems like nothing about my life would be normal. I sighed softly.Mom, who came out of her shock, looked at her phone and called my dad for the last time. But the result was the same as before. It said the number to be switched off. But then mom said with a sigh, “Let’s just wait for Lucas. I believe he might be okay with his powers. It’s already late. Mike, you go to sleep, same with you Alex. “Both of us nodded reluctantly. Alexander limped and walked towards the guest room. This surprised me, because since the day I was born, I never saw this Alexander at our home. But he seemed to know his way around the house. Ignoring this, I walked up to my room along with mom, who turned to her room. I laid on the bed, not
The beast Alex grinned, while looking at me with his red eyes. He gave out a roar and quickly covered the distance between us. All this happened in a blink of an eye. His speed was so quick that a normal person would be dead in the beast’s hands ,ahem..claws.The beast punched at me with the same speed. My reflex is usually quicker than normal people. But unfortunately for me, the beast Alex’s speed was beyond my reasoning. So I got punched, then I flew across the room and crashed into the big mirror in the room. Obviously, it hurt me because the glass pierced my skin, and blood came out of the wound.The crashing sound was too loud, but the thunder and heavy rain outside were enough to muffle the noise of the fight, including the crashing and breaking. So this sound wasn’t enough to wake mom up.The beast Alex walled towards me on his four legs and came near me. He sniffed at me, probably to check if I was
After the call ended, mom went back to the kitchen, and I slumped on the couch watching the news. The news was the same thing from yesterday, the earthquake in Kyoto. But the news wasn’t the same in every manner. Because today the news channel declared supers/powered/mutants as terrorist, who often disrupt the peace of this world.I turned the volume down and then went directly towards the guest room, where I locked Uncle Alex . I would have opened the door already, but there was no sound coming from inside. So Uncle Alex hasn’t woken yet. He has made no noise. This had me a little worried, so instead of waiting for him to wake up; I thought of checking up on him.I walked up to the door of the guest room and closed my eyes, trying to listen what’s going on inside. But there was nothing going on inside. There were no sounds coming from inside.I pushed the door open after unlocking the door latches. Then I p