Chapter 2: Ordinary Kids

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Fantasy  |  House: The Inklings 2.0

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I'm an ordinary kid.

Who am I kidding?

Ordinary kids don't break the whole entire school gym don't break the school gym when they're angry.

I didn't even move my hand.

Jacob Locker stood in Johnson High School's 37 year old bathroom. Only minutes before he had cause thousands of dollars of damage. When he finally worked up the courage to go out into the school halls, everyone stared at him like he was a whale playing in a park. This wasn't the first time an incident like this has occurred. Everybody thought it was just parent issues. Jake knew otherwise.

  So what if he had lost his parents. He still wouldn't take out his anger on a cheap basketball hoop and wooden bleachers. He tries to forget about his parents everyday. It's never going to happen. He only has one memory of them. It might just be a dream. The only thing he remebers is his mom pushing him on a swing. Then, his mom walks up to his dad and grabs an ice cream cone and gives it to Jake. Sometimes in the memory/dream a man, only few years older than him comes and kills his parents. The man dissapears into black dust and leaves Jake crying at the swing.

The teacher started calling roll. Jake didn't even notice when he called his name. "Jacob, Jacob!" The teacher called. Jake was startled, so he could only mutter out a simple, "Huh?" "Pay attention next time Locker," the teacher responded. Jake's best friend, Ryan, gave him a nudge and a look as if saying, "What's going on with you?" Jake mouthed back, "Nothing." At that moment, Jake heard the principal over the loudspeaker, "Jacob Locker, please come to the front office."Those eight words were the exact opposite of what Jake needed to hear after everything that had happened today. Still, he relentlessly got of his chair and heard a creak from the old wooden chair that was in serious need of an upgrade. This school needs some better supplies, Jake thought to himself.  Again, everyone stared at him and he could feel their eyes slowly burn into his soul as their mind filled up with endless questions that might never be answered. Even the teacher was giving him a gaze that was a mix of both confusion and pity. Jake slowly opened the door and stepped out of the room. He felt relieved to finally be out of the classroom that to him felt like an endless pit of eyes constantly staring him down. His foster parents were going to be so mad at him when he came home. They were probably already devising a plan of how to shower him with endless hate so all that he has left is constant fear. The principal’s office was nearing the corner now and Jake took one deep breath before knocking on the door. “Come right in, Jacob,” Principal Shackel told him. But, Principal Shackel wasn’t alone. Looking at Principal Shackel’s old pictures from when he went to the school, was a clean looking man with brown hair that went down to his neck and a slight beard and round shaped glasses that sat right above his nose, who appeared to be about the age of 40. Not another therapist, Jake thought. The principal looked at Jake and said, “Mr. Locker, I’d like to introduce you to Dr. Nicholas von Hartfield.”

 


Submitted: October 10, 2016

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Galaxy625

Hey guys! Thanks for all of the support and shelves! I will finish Chapter 2, Ordinary Kids, as soon as possible!:)

Wed, October 26th, 2016 10:27pm

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