Chapter 153
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153 Rejection
The weekend ended, and it was Monday, the most dreadful day of the week. Not only is it because its the beginning of the school week, but Greg. As I walked in the halls, Greg was literally talking to some sort of person every second, making a conversation out of nothing. His voice sounded like it came out of an old radio which had a broken speaker.
And he didn’t even come to me anymore, like how we used to.
Girls went up to him, asking him what he had for lunch that day or what he did that weekend or something else dumb like that. “Well I went to a party last night and I’m pretty sure it was the best one yet!” Greg said with a laugh, completely not caring if anyone was listening to him talk about such an event. I couldn’t help but feel envious that he was able to be that carefree while everyone around him had their eyes glued on him.
It was like I wasn’t anybody, I had become invisible.
I sat down in my usual spot in the hall right beside our lockers, as I looked up at the clock that read nine fifty five AM. I looked at Greg, as men began to rush towards him like he was an idol of some sort of boy band or something. It was like he was the leader of something, and everyone just wanted to be a part of whatever it was he was doing or talking about.
He was like the man in town, people just came to him whenever they had problems or just wanted some advice or some sort of information about the world. I felt bad for Greg in a sense because he had all these guys going crazy around him, but it seemed like it wasn’t hurting him at all.
But it was hurting me, and I couldn’t help but feel alone right now as everyone around me had their eyes glued onto Greg while I was just left alone in this world that was going crazy around me.
But as he walked, I looked at him, hoping he would stop by and just say hi. Just hi, so I could say hi back and maybe get him to look at me at least once on this day of that was Monday.
But he didn’t stop by.
.....
He didn’t.
He passed by me, not even looking at me, forgetting about me, as if I wasn’t even there at all.
I was done, I was done being this invisible nobody who nobody cared about or wanted. I walked over towards him, my hands boiling into fists before Greg finally turned and looked at me. “Do you know him?” one of the girls asked, looking at me with disgust, her face twisting into a scowl.
“Who?” I asked as Greg looked at me like he was confused by who I was referring to. “You don’t know him?” the girl asked. Greg shook his head, and my heart dropped, wondering if maybe he forgot about me or something along those lines.
“You can move now,” she said, her eyes bobbing up and down judgmentally, like I was some sort of dog that she had to drag away from the corner so I wouldn’t bother her anymore.
I turned and walked back towards my spot in the hallway again, my heart feeling heavy, like it was too heavy for me to carry on my shoulders. And my head was heavy too; so much so that I could hardly keep it up as I walked over to my seat by my locker again.
I was broken, I was broken down.
I was a nobody again, and everyone in this school saw it that way too. They all saw me as a nobody, and they just let me go without giving me any help or anything in return for it.
I was nobody.
I was nobody.
I...am...nobody...
***
School eventually ended, and I was almost excited to go back to the YMPA, since I knew that September would be there as well. I wanted her to tell me that I wasn’t a nobody anymore because I did my mission and got everyone out of trouble so we could get away from those BMOs who were planning on abducting Masaru Kinu.
Alright, maybe I didn’t do it, those sirens did.
As soon as I entered the building, I was met by Malachi, Nikki and Tisiah who were all standing in a group waiting for me.
“Where’s September?” I asked as I noticed that she wasn’t with us anymore, as we walked into the room and made our way towards our chairs.
“She said she needed a minute,” Malachi answered me as I took my seat and waited for her to join us. Mr. Drails seemed to be a bit, almost relieved of something, like he had gotten rid of a terrible burden on his shoulders.
“Okay,” he said, placing his hands behind his back before he turned to face us and gave us a serious look. Then, September walked in as Mr. Drails’s eyes lit up, smiling at her as she walked over towards us with a big smile on her face as well. She was wearing a bright smile that seemed to say ‘Hey guys I’m back!’
Well, she was.
“Alright, so the JSA managed to postpone by three days, and Zekeshi Kin has actually asked you guys to be bodyguards for him, being that an agency did call him,” he said. “Hopefully he’s grateful.”
“He better be,” September said, crossing her arms as she sat down in her chair. She looked over at us and smiled as if we were some sort of heroes for saving Masaru Kin’s life and that was exactly why we were sitting there.
“So, I want you guys to go there and guard him until it’s time for you guys to you know-go to bed for school,” he said, as September smiled wider, nodding her head enthusiastically in agreement with Mr. Drails’s plan.
“Okay,” Tisiah said with a nod, looking at Mr. Drails and then back to September. He sighed and put his hands up in front of him as if he was tired from all this business he had to do for Masaru Kin and the YMPA.
“Alright, so get your gear ready and just make sure that no one actually tries to attack them alright?” Mr. Drails ordered while looking at us, making sure we had heard him correctly before we nodded our heads in response. “Okay.” Then he walked out of the room as we started to get ready for the mission ahead of us.
“Alright, everyone ready?” September asked, as she looked at us with her bright blue eyes while she held her gun in one hand and her radio in the other. “Yeah,” Nikki responded with a nod, his eyes shifting around nervously. He had a gun in one hand while his other hand was holding his radio in front of his mouth. “Yes,” Tisiah answered while holding his gun in one hand and his radio in the other as well.
“Okay, now just to wait for the-”
Portals opened under us, sweeping us off our feet before we landed in front of a mansion. I felt my bones tremble, my ears ringing as my eyes opened to see Zekeshi Kin standing in front of me. “Hello...kids,” he greeted, looking at all of us, before he noticed September standing next to us and walking towards us.
“Well, at least you believe us now,” September said, getting up, placing her hand on her chest before turning around and walking towards Zekeshi Kin.
“I know you guys really helped me out here, thank you,” he said with a smile, before turning around to face me and Tisiah, giving us a weak smile. “Anyways, make yourself comfortable, we may have started off on the wrong foot,” he said with a chuckle, his face turning serious as he turned around to walk towards his living room where I noticed some chairs on the ground along with a table in between them with various guns lying on it as well as some ammo next to them.
The man was packed-locked and loaded, it seemed like.
“So you really don’t mind if we stay here?” Tisiah asked as Zekeshi Kin walked back into the room with a tray with four glasses filled with ice. “No, I want you guys to keep my grandson safe,” he said. “Of course I don’t mind.”
Then suddenly, a boy that had a mop head came down, and he was about fifteen or sixteen or so. He looked scared, but intrigued at the same time. He was wearing a red t-shirt with these gray shorts and slides with socks in them.
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153 Rejection
The weekend ended, and it was Monday, the most dreadful day of the week. Not only is it because its the beginning of the school week, but Greg. As I walked in the halls, Greg was literally talking to some sort of person every second, making a conversation out of nothing. His voice sounded like it came out of an old radio which had a broken speaker.
And he didn’t even come to me anymore, like how we used to.
Girls went up to him, asking him what he had for lunch that day or what he did that weekend or something else dumb like that. “Well I went to a party last night and I’m pretty sure it was the best one yet!” Greg said with a laugh, completely not caring if anyone was listening to him talk about such an event. I couldn’t help but feel envious that he was able to be that carefree while everyone around him had their eyes glued on him.
It was like I wasn’t anybody, I had become invisible.
I sat down in my usual spot in the hall right beside our lockers, as I looked up at the clock that read nine fifty five AM. I looked at Greg, as men began to rush towards him like he was an idol of some sort of boy band or something. It was like he was the leader of something, and everyone just wanted to be a part of whatever it was he was doing or talking about.
He was like the man in town, people just came to him whenever they had problems or just wanted some advice or some sort of information about the world. I felt bad for Greg in a sense because he had all these guys going crazy around him, but it seemed like it wasn’t hurting him at all.
But it was hurting me, and I couldn’t help but feel alone right now as everyone around me had their eyes glued onto Greg while I was just left alone in this world that was going crazy around me.
But as he walked, I looked at him, hoping he would stop by and just say hi. Just hi, so I could say hi back and maybe get him to look at me at least once on this day of that was Monday.
But he didn’t stop by.
.....
He didn’t.
He passed by me, not even looking at me, forgetting about me, as if I wasn’t even there at all.
I was done, I was done being this invisible nobody who nobody cared about or wanted. I walked over towards him, my hands boiling into fists before Greg finally turned and looked at me. “Do you know him?” one of the girls asked, looking at me with disgust, her face twisting into a scowl.
“Who?” I asked as Greg looked at me like he was confused by who I was referring to. “You don’t know him?” the girl asked. Greg shook his head, and my heart dropped, wondering if maybe he forgot about me or something along those lines.
“You can move now,” she said, her eyes bobbing up and down judgmentally, like I was some sort of dog that she had to drag away from the corner so I wouldn’t bother her anymore.
I turned and walked back towards my spot in the hallway again, my heart feeling heavy, like it was too heavy for me to carry on my shoulders. And my head was heavy too; so much so that I could hardly keep it up as I walked over to my seat by my locker again.
I was broken, I was broken down.
I was a nobody again, and everyone in this school saw it that way too. They all saw me as a nobody, and they just let me go without giving me any help or anything in return for it.
I was nobody.
I was nobody.
I...am...nobody...
***
School eventually ended, and I was almost excited to go back to the YMPA, since I knew that September would be there as well. I wanted her to tell me that I wasn’t a nobody anymore because I did my mission and got everyone out of trouble so we could get away from those BMOs who were planning on abducting Masaru Kinu.
Alright, maybe I didn’t do it, those sirens did.
As soon as I entered the building, I was met by Malachi, Nikki and Tisiah who were all standing in a group waiting for me.
“Where’s September?” I asked as I noticed that she wasn’t with us anymore, as we walked into the room and made our way towards our chairs.
“She said she needed a minute,” Malachi answered me as I took my seat and waited for her to join us. Mr. Drails seemed to be a bit, almost relieved of something, like he had gotten rid of a terrible burden on his shoulders.
“Okay,” he said, placing his hands behind his back before he turned to face us and gave us a serious look. Then, September walked in as Mr. Drails’s eyes lit up, smiling at her as she walked over towards us with a big smile on her face as well. She was wearing a bright smile that seemed to say ‘Hey guys I’m back!’
Well, she was.
“Alright, so the JSA managed to postpone by three days, and Zekeshi Kin has actually asked you guys to be bodyguards for him, being that an agency did call him,” he said. “Hopefully he’s grateful.”
“He better be,” September said, crossing her arms as she sat down in her chair. She looked over at us and smiled as if we were some sort of heroes for saving Masaru Kin’s life and that was exactly why we were sitting there.
“So, I want you guys to go there and guard him until it’s time for you guys to you know-go to bed for school,” he said, as September smiled wider, nodding her head enthusiastically in agreement with Mr. Drails’s plan.
“Okay,” Tisiah said with a nod, looking at Mr. Drails and then back to September. He sighed and put his hands up in front of him as if he was tired from all this business he had to do for Masaru Kin and the YMPA.
“Alright, so get your gear ready and just make sure that no one actually tries to attack them alright?” Mr. Drails ordered while looking at us, making sure we had heard him correctly before we nodded our heads in response. “Okay.” Then he walked out of the room as we started to get ready for the mission ahead of us.
“Alright, everyone ready?” September asked, as she looked at us with her bright blue eyes while she held her gun in one hand and her radio in the other. “Yeah,” Nikki responded with a nod, his eyes shifting around nervously. He had a gun in one hand while his other hand was holding his radio in front of his mouth. “Yes,” Tisiah answered while holding his gun in one hand and his radio in the other as well.
“Okay, now just to wait for the-”
Portals opened under us, sweeping us off our feet before we landed in front of a mansion. I felt my bones tremble, my ears ringing as my eyes opened to see Zekeshi Kin standing in front of me. “Hello...kids,” he greeted, looking at all of us, before he noticed September standing next to us and walking towards us.
“Well, at least you believe us now,” September said, getting up, placing her hand on her chest before turning around and walking towards Zekeshi Kin.
“I know you guys really helped me out here, thank you,” he said with a smile, before turning around to face me and Tisiah, giving us a weak smile. “Anyways, make yourself comfortable, we may have started off on the wrong foot,” he said with a chuckle, his face turning serious as he turned around to walk towards his living room where I noticed some chairs on the ground along with a table in between them with various guns lying on it as well as some ammo next to them.
The man was packed-locked and loaded, it seemed like.
“So you really don’t mind if we stay here?” Tisiah asked as Zekeshi Kin walked back into the room with a tray with four glasses filled with ice. “No, I want you guys to keep my grandson safe,” he said. “Of course I don’t mind.”
Then suddenly, a boy that had a mop head came down, and he was about fifteen or sixteen or so. He looked scared, but intrigued at the same time. He was wearing a red t-shirt with these gray shorts and slides with socks in them.
153 RejectionThe weekend ended, and it was Monday, the most dreadful day of the week. Not only is it because its the beginning of the school week, but Greg. As I walked in the halls, Greg was literally talking to some sort of person every second, making a conversation out of nothing. His voice sounded like it came out of an old radio which had a broken speaker.And he didn't even come to me anymore, like how we used to.Girls went up to him, asking him what he had for lunch that day or what he did that weekend or something else dumb like that. Well I went to a party last night and I'm pretty sure it was the best one yet! Greg said with a laugh, completely not caring if anyone was listening to him talk about such an event. I couldn't help but feel envious that he was able to be that carefree while everyone around him had their eyes glued on him.It was like I wasn't anybody, I had become invisible.I sat down in my usual spot in the hall right beside our lockers, as I looked up at the clock that read nine fifty five AM. I looked at Greg, as men began to rush towards him like he was an idol of some sort of boy band or something. It was like he was the leader of something, and everyone just wanted to be a part of whatever it was he was doing or talking about.He was like the man in town, people just came to him whenever they had problems or just wanted some advice or some sort of information about the world. I felt bad for Greg in a sense because he had all these guys going crazy around him, but it seemed like it wasn't hurting him at all.But it was hurting me, and I couldn't help but feel alone right now as everyone around me had their eyes glued onto Greg while I was just left alone in this world that was going crazy around me.But as he walked, I looked at him, hoping he would stop by and just say hi. Just hi, so I could say hi back and maybe get him to look at me at least once on this day of that was Monday.But he didn't stop by......He didn't.He passed by me, not even looking at me, forgetting about me, as if I wasn't even there at all.I was done, I was done being this invisible nobody who nobody cared about or wanted. I walked over towards him, my hands boiling into fists before Greg finally turned and looked at me. Do you know him? one of the girls asked, looking at me with disgust, her face twisting into a scowl.Who? I asked as Greg looked at me like he was confused by who I was referring to. You don't know him? the girl asked. Greg shook his head, and my heart dropped, wondering if maybe he forgot about me or something along those lines.You can move now, she said, her eyes bobbing up and down judgmentally, like I was some sort of dog that she had to drag away from the corner so I wouldn't bother her anymore.I turned and walked back towards my spot in the hallway again, my heart feeling heavy, like it was too heavy for me to carry on my shoulders. And my head was heavy too; so much so that I could hardly keep it up as I walked over to my seat by my locker again.I was broken, I was broken down.I was a nobody again, and everyone in this school saw it that way too. They all saw me as a nobody, and they just let me go without giving me any help or anything in return for it.I was nobody. I was nobody.I...am...nobody...***School eventually ended, and I was almost excited to go back to the YMPA, since I knew that September would be there as well. I wanted her to tell me that I wasn't a nobody anymore because I did my mission and got everyone out of trouble so we could get away from those BMOs who were planning on abducting Masaru Kinu.Alright, maybe I didn't do it, those sirens did.As soon as I entered the building, I was met by Malachi, Nikki and Tisiah who were all standing in a group waiting for me.Where's September? I asked as I noticed that she wasn't with us anymore, as we walked into the room and made our way towards our chairs.She said she needed a minute, Malachi answered me as I took my seat and waited for her to join us. Mr. Drails seemed to be a bit, almost relieved of something, like he had gotten rid of a terrible burden on his shoulders.Okay, he said, placing his hands behind his back before he turned to face us and gave us a serious look. Then, September walked in as Mr. Drails's eyes lit up, smiling at her as she walked over towards us with a big smile on her face as well. She was wearing a bright smile that seemed to say Hey guys I'm back!'Well, she was.Alright, so the JSA managed to postpone by three days, and Zekeshi Kin has actually asked you guys to be bodyguards for him, being that an agency did call him, he said. Hopefully he's grateful.He better be, September said, crossing her arms as she sat down in her chair. She looked over at us and smiled as if we were some sort of heroes for saving Masaru Kin's life and that was exactly why we were sitting there.So, I want you guys to go there and guard him until it's time for you guys to you know-go to bed for school, he said, as September smiled wider, nodding her head enthusiastically in agreement with Mr. Drails's plan.Okay, Tisiah said with a nod, looking at Mr. Drails and then back to September. He sighed and put his hands up in front of him as if he was tired from all this business he had to do for Masaru Kin and the YMPA.Alright, so get your gear ready and just make sure that no one actually tries to attack them alright? Mr. Drails ordered while looking at us, making sure we had heard him correctly before we nodded our heads in response. Okay. Then he walked out of the room as we started to get ready for the mission ahead of us.Alright, everyone ready? September asked, as she looked at us with her bright blue eyes while she held her gun in one hand and her radio in the other. Yeah, Nikki responded with a nod, his eyes shifting around nervously. He had a gun in one hand while his other hand was holding his radio in front of his mouth. Yes, Tisiah answered while holding his gun in one hand and his radio in the other as well.Okay, now just to wait for the-Portals opened under us, sweeping us off our feet before we landed in front of a mansion. I felt my bones tremble, my ears ringing as my eyes opened to see Zekeshi Kin standing in front of me. Hello...kids, he greeted, looking at all of us, before he noticed September standing next to us and walking towards us.Well, at least you believe us now, September said, getting up, placing her hand on her chest before turning around and walking towards Zekeshi Kin.I know you guys really helped me out here, thank you, he said with a smile, before turning around to face me and Tisiah, giving us a weak smile. Anyways, make yourself comfortable, we may have started off on the wrong foot, he said with a chuckle, his face turning serious as he turned around to walk towards his living room where I noticed some chairs on the ground along with a table in between them with various guns lying on it as well as some ammo next to them.The man was packed-locked and loaded, it seemed like.So you really don't mind if we stay here? Tisiah asked as Zekeshi Kin walked back into the room with a tray with four glasses filled with ice. No, I want you guys to keep my grandson safe, he said. Of course I don't mind.Then suddenly, a boy that had a mop head came down, and he was about fifteen or sixteen or so. He looked scared, but intrigued at the same time. He was wearing a red t-shirt with these gray shorts and slides with socks in them.
