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It was already the middle of the school year since I enrolled at the Cebu International Academy. I meet Xander (The bad boy & playboy guy), Oswin (the silent and freaky guy), and for myself a.k.a the so-called nerd because of my intellect/ logical thinking. I usually seen w/ eyeglasses and a pile/handful/or is always bringing books wherever I go but all the nerdy look and stuff are all my made up character/personality in school but if I’m w/ the band or alone like the hell would I act as a nerd especially at home, I’m totally a don’t care guy, hunk, cool and just into my own world nothing else or spending time composing songs or playing the violin/guitar/or drum(it all depends on the mood). If you cross the line, I’ll make every day of your life a living hell…I’m not joking so buzz off while I’m still in a nice mood).
talk2hand emo Okay, it was another boring day in our school days and I was late again in school, um…..I wasn’t the only guy late. Xander, Oswin were also late. Ms. Klein was furious about us always late in arriving to school (correction we did it on purpose since if we arrive there early there won’t be any fun and girls/gays would flirt on us or try to catch our attention. What a bunch of freaks.) especially when she talks and we won’t listen like what were doing now, Xander was not paying attention to her instead to those girls who are flirty and are feelers, Oswinwas just listening to his i-pod, and As for me, I was just reading a new book that I found on sale and it looks interesting too(the contents are private)But its just this Ms. Klein and our other teachers always scold or lecture my classmates when they commit mistakes and they said it in a strict and lawful words and when they refer me they always speak in a kind, soft, & gentle voice. Weird.
……………An hour later Mr. Heralde was discussing a math problem and I was minding my own business not minding to listen or is it one ear is for the lecture and the other is for the world around me when I heard a knock at the door. Mr. Heralde went to open it and I heard him welcome somebody then the next he is introducing him to the whole class, the guy as I concluded got lost in finding our Class for he arrived an hour late than us. I didn’t really mind or cared to know about him but I heard the girls gasped and giggled. My eyeglasses at that time slip, I kind of caught a glimpse of the guy as I was returning it to its proper position. I remember seeing him wearing tattered loose blue jeans, a white t-shirt w/ a bloody txt saying… “Buzz off”…& a black all star shoes, and the logo of our school’s jacket he painted to his own style, our necktie he wore it loose. Is that even called a uniform?