Silver Spoons (Kellic)

Chapter Two

I was panicking a little, but I have to control the anxiety coursing through my entire body. As I looked in the mirror, I looked at myself in dress pants, a white dress shirt and tie chocking me around my neck. I slapped my face a few times trying to wake myself and also prepare myself in the process before hearing the high pitched voice of Mrs. Quinn telling me to finally come down stairs for school.
As expected my dinner and breakfast was pretty extravagant for my tastes, I would rather have a plain toaster waffle but, whattaya gonna do? The ride there was 15-20 minutes and I couldn't help but wonder where this kellin was, I haven't seen him at all since I've arrived and I started to worry if he actually existed. My curiosity got the best of me when I asked during the car ride to school. Turns out he was at a friends house and he went to school with them. It was quite common according to her, he liked going on the first day and spending the last day of summer with friends. I get that.

When we finally arrived at the school, there were gates we had to pass through before entering the premises. It was a bit shocking of the security this school had not to mention the absolute brilliant architecture of the building. When she dropped me off I didn't even fully take in the size of the school before an arm quickly wrapped around my neck.

""Oí mate, I can't believe you're here!" Shouted Jordan.

"Me either this school is insane!" I replied after composing myself.

"Yeah! I already talked to the office, you'll need to have a quick meet with the head before I can give you a tour so I'll just wait outside until your quick chat is over, alright?"

"Yeah, yeah sounds good. Umm.. Where's the office?"

"I'll show ya" then we preceded to go inside.

Inside the school was incredible, in the front entrance there was a thick marble statue of the founder of the school and supposedly great great grandfather of the dean.
When I entered the office, Jordan waited outside as I spoke to a small lady at the front desk. I gave her my name and she told me the the dean would be with me shortly and after 5 minutes I was called in. The conversation wasn't very important, he welcomed me, congratulated me and told me how privileged I was to be here. After staring at the complete blank white wall behind him, he let me go.

Jordan showed me everyplace we were allowed to see, he showed me the classes, cafeteria, lounge, library, computer lab, music room (which I was pretty fond of), art room, pool, 4 gyms, and way more that I don't even feel like listing. The school had absolutely everything. After the tour Jordan quickly swiped my schedule from my hands and exclaimed incredibly loudly we had the majority of my classes together except my first period and third (which was my music class) and last. Then after the bell rang signaling the warning bell he then directed me to my first class, we said our farewells then departed to our separate classes.

My first class was math . Actually pretty advanced for my age. The teacher seemed strict and didn't even bother to announce to the class of the new student, thank god. I sat in the back, I worked best in an isolated space. During the introduction of the course I received a few looks from my beloved peers that I could only describe as a look of disgust. Possibly it's their normal faces and I'm just wrongly judging but, there was this one group in the center of the class that I couldn't help but notice looking at me. I started to feel more out of place then I ever have and I've attended middle school. I thought it would be best to try to ignore them and fly under the raider liked planned. After first period ended it already felt like a whole day had gone passed. As I was walking out the door, in the hallway the group of guys passed me, slapping my books out of my hands and tripping me. This is why I hated school, because of these dicks. No matter what school you attend there's always people like this.

After picking up my books, I tried to ignore thinking of as to why it would happen and also the laughter. The rest was normal I spent my second period with Jordan and I stayed in the back of music, which I have a good feeling about. I played guitar and sang just a little, but my parents were never really supportive of my creative choices. The teacher explained the lesson plan for the year and it was really exciting.

My last class was boring and after the teacher told us what the necessities of the class and the rules were she let us do whatever. "Catch up with your friends" she instructed us, obviously that didn't apply to me all that much. After a few minutes three guys approached me and not to 'catch up'.
They all glared at me with complete hatred, then one spoke.

"So you're the immigrant poisoning our air" one hissed

I opened my mouth to respond but I was then cut off before I could speak.

"Shut up, don't even say anything, I can't speak Mexican, next time we see you-"

"You're dead." I held my breath at the last words of the boy that ended his sentence.

They then turned away from me and left the class seconds before the bell rang. I shook the thoughts from my head. I couldn't deal with this kind of paranoia and anxiety right now. I ignored it, like always.

Then I waited outside the school for Mrs. Quinn. I decided to go outside the gates, so she wouldn't have to go through the trouble. I then said my farewells to Jordan and went on my way.
And I guess my decision wasn't my best.
Right when I exited the schools property, I was right across from the gates I was pushed down. Then kicked, and punched, kicked again, pretty sure spat on, and yelled at. I could over hear the laughter and slightly familiar voices. As I was wincing in pain I looked up to see my assaulters. The same group of guys, from before. The only things I could really make out was that at least i wasn't dead but everything hurts.
Before they all ran away from me, one of them, the same boy that threatened me, picked me up from my long brown hair and sneered
"Welcome to Michigan, cunt"