Finding My True Self | Protector 5.1

Chapter 2

Chapter 2

       One thing I really hated about being an introvert was when one of my teachers told us to pair up for a project that we would have to work on out of school, and that I wasn't allowed to pair up with Kingsley.

       Which happened right now.

       I was in my psychology class when the teacher told us we were going to have to get into pairs. Normally, she was fine with any pairs, but apparently not me and Kingsley.

       "Rhys, Kingsley," she said before she told everyone to get into pairs. "You two aren't allowed to be together."

       "What?" Kingsley asked. "Why not?"

       "Because I've noticed that every time you two pair up, Rhys ends up doing all the work," she said.

       "So? He doesn't mind," Kingsley said. 

       I would actually tell that teacher that I really didn't mind doing all the work, in fact I would prefer doing all the work, but I was way too introverted to even speak up in front of the class to the teacher.

       Unfortunately, the teacher wasn't listening to it and told us to find other partners. I wouldn't mind as much being assigned a partner, but finding one myself was too hard.

       So I was just going to sit here, hoping that someone would actually ask to be my partner.

       Highly unlikely.

       The teacher told us to get into pairs and sit down beside them, so Kingsley sighed and stood up. "If it's any consolation, I'm still not going to do any work," he said.

       "Why would that be any consolation?" I asked.

       "I said if, not that it will be, geez," he said before going to find a partner.

       And now I was sitting in awkwardness.

       "Hey," a voice beside me suddenly said. I looked over to see Eleanor standing there. "You want to be partners?"

       "R-really?" I asked.

       Eleanor smiled softly. "Yeah, really. Everyone I try partnering up with always makes me do all the work, so it will be nice working with someone who actually does their share."

       "Okay,"  I said, so Eleanor sat down beside me.

       After everyone had a partner, the teacher began explaining what the project was. Well, it was more of a paper that we were going to have to write. The teacher already had some topics picked out and she placed them in a hat before walking around the room for people to choose what their topic was about.

       When the teacher got to us, Eleanor picked a piece of paper out of the hat and opened it to read it. "Schizophrenia," Eleanor said, and the teacher wrote it down before moving on.

       "That should be easy," I said.

       "You know a lot about it?" Eleanor asked.

       "Yeah, I know someone with it and I see him once in a while," I said.

       "That will definitely help," Eleanor said. "Knowing it from personal experience will be a lot better than researching. Want to meet up after school to get started on the paper? I like starting my projects early so I don't end up procrastinating."

       "Yeah, me too," I said. "Where do you want to meet up?"

       "How about the school library?" she asked. "Most people don't like going there after school, so it won't be a loud place."