CHAPTER 2; THE LETTER
Like a ripple in a pond the name "BURNING-CLOUD HIGH" set off sparks in the house as an elderly woman came running to the door from the kitchen wondering what the noise was about she also had white hair and eyes but the hair colour was natural from birth and not from old age. "what is the noise all about?" she asked, the little girl from earlier answered "Granny Liz, big bro got a letter and guess who it is from" Granny Liz raised and eyebrow and said "is it the neighbors daughter who stays at that Boarding School in Flare City, I always knew she was gonna come around one day and it is good she realized it before he found himself a girlfriend so what does the letter say" while keeping a proud smile on her face, Allen couldn't take it anymore so he decided to stop her from saying anything before she spouted another one of his childhood trauma.
"The letter is from BURNING-CLOUD HIGH and its says I have been granted a scholarship to study over there and my fees and other necessities have been covered, it also says I shouldn't bother notifying my school because all the school transfer document are already signed and my school is already aware that I won't be continuing my second year with them" the atmosphere was quiet until the mail man spoke "you should definitely attend that school." when he looked at the family he found them looking at him weirdly so he asked "is something wrong?", before Allen could speak up Granny Liz spoke up first "why are you still here?, if you are looking for the for a pool it three blocks away do us a favor and take your skinny legs away from here" the mail man was shocked. Granny Liz didn't spare him a second glance as she slammed the door at his face living him dumbfounded.
In the apartment, Granny Liz was shaking with excitement while Allen still remained suspicious about the letter because he knew he had never had any dealings with the school, like she could read his mind Granny liz cleared his doubts by reminding him of that competition he won last year. "don't think to much about it and besides there is no way you can be sure of it without going to the school to confirm it first so lets be prepared about it firsthand"
Present day,
Mr. Dorothy opened a file and said "Good day class, today we have a new student joining us so lets welcome him" as Allen stood in front of the whole classroom "hi, the names Allen , I like books and chocolate, nice to meet y'all" as he looked at the whole classroom he thought to himself "what a bunch of rich, stuck up snoobs they didn't even pay me any attention, hopefully this day goes well", while he was thinking to himself Mr. Dorothy said he should take the sit by the window, and the class started for the day, while the lesson was going Allen found it boring to be honest, even if the school was sophisticated and equipped with the latest and highest quality of gadgets, the lessons/curriculum was somewhat weird cause sometimes it would seem easy at first and the next moment extremely difficult. While Allen wasn't bad at math, it never meant and it seems no matter the place math would forever be the enemy of teenager everywhere, a few people in the class were dosing off already while some were absentmindedly nodding their pretending to be interested in the lesson.
Briiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiinggggg, the bell went off, meaning it was time for lunch break,
Allen made his way to the cafeteria while inwardly admiring the decoration and wondering "why are the rich so wasteful?, why the hell is there a hot towel warmer in the cafeteria?Gods! Why are you so unfair, even I want to be able to spend money on unnecessary things too!". he scanned the whole cafeteria to pick a table.
Placing his tray on the cleanest table in the cafeteria, he seemed to start daydreaming until a hand slammed the table waking him up from, looking up at the uninvited guests, Allen was a bit angered but decided to calm himself down looking at the stranger
"Get of the table" the uninvited guest said as he slammed his palm on the table.
When Allen looked at this dude he felt something was just wrong about him, for some reason his whole group just seemed like a bunch of strange phenomenon's coming together to make a dazzling rainbow, most especially the leader, it felt like the sun rays were amplifying his already handsome face which was already starting to tick Allen off, and from the whisper and screams coming from his apparent fan girls, Allen found out his name was Lane and apparently he was the Vice-president of the MMAD (popularly known as the Mixed Martial Arts Department/ Club and this table has always been used by them, regardless of the years of difference.)
But Allen wouldn't give a shit because of that cause the lackey had to pay for throwing his away a free meal....