As I walked infront of a huge building, I asked my father what it was, He angrily said
"Its a school, where you learn and make friends. All that"
"Woahh." I said amazed ,
"Yeh youll be going to the same school as my lil bro" my brother chuckeld,
The air was cold, I felt my knees getting shaken as I walked into the classroom, kids looked at me, I stood there shy, as if I wanted to go invisible, the teacher greeted me nicely and chose a chair for me. I sat next to a girl with long hair she turned all red when she looked at me, that was emilia, Julian sat in another row, he was the popular smart guy, he had Jordan behind him. She would always wear her sunglasses in class, and rock out to music as she starred at him. At recess the 6 of us, Me Julian Gio Emilia Jordan and Marianny all gathered up. Marianny was always around him she was a hispanic girl like me, she was agrivating at times since she got her own Marianny logic, theres just no reasoning with her, Gio though, he was a tall kid, he would always have his wierd jokes that ended up making people laugh, he could be a ## at times, me though he treated better then the rest, I guess it was because of the way I was. One day though I was seperated from them , their parents had taken them to a campsite I wasnt invited because my parents didnt want to go and My father insisted on training, as I went to school alone the kids would look at me wierdly, and then there was nova he was a little blue haired kid, youngest in class, he was being picked on by the kids, there were 5 of them, Nova tried walking away but he was blocked off, Darik the school bully threw punches at Nova and told him to fight back, I jumped in grabbed his fists. Nova ran away and the kids started wacking me senseless, I didnt fight back though I didnt want to hurt anyone of them, so I left them beat me up. I smiled at them the whole time too, I knew that this was throwing them off, as I fainted and fell. I could hear my brother beating them all up and making them black out too. After that I woke up in my house , my mom and brother were there healing my wounds, my father looked at me and said
"You sure take punches like your old man dont you son". He said in a calm voice. still wasnt a smile but I was getting there, I awoke and started training again, but today, My father would teach us moves we never thought were possible. Controlling Wind and Thunder.