Chapter 47: Different language

Kumas replies to lady," ok."

He did not know what she said, he hoped he said the right word as sweat started pouring down him like a water fall.

Kumas was currently his way to the toilet, he did not want to get into trouble so when passing his teacher and saying something and answering with a simple answer, he waited for a confirmation.

He looked at her face, as that would give away what she meant. She said something and gave a rushed motion with her hands. It was the direction of the toilet, he nodded and moved over to it.

'Ok, I guess she meant hurry up on the toilet, but she talked to me, I guess they are easing with me as I am not getting bullied.'

He blinked and entered the stall, slouching over at the toilet, he wanted to take as long as possible to think about what he needed to do, but shook his head. He got out and went to the class. Since the teacher saw him, it would be obvious that he was bunking, so staying in that class would make sense.

He entered the class again, different was the teacher inside and the abundant of students, almost all chairs occupied in the room. He quickly scuttled himself to his corner and stayed silent. The teacher stood up, she spoke and he could not understand anything.

He looked at her, and at the board she was writing at, the whiteboard marker drifted smoothly on it, like a surfing board on water.

He looked at her and found out that he could read her hand writing, he bit his lip. To explain the annoyance Kumas has just faced, he had made an rule which he had followed the whole time, of going to every class possible he could earn from.

He did this as he could not search up on online, he had the books, not always having the right knowledge in them. He had to take don the notes to stay on top. They wrote in books and stayed in the classroom, from time to time, he would check on them.

He could understand and he had to stay inside all of them.

'Oh man, this sucks, oh well.'

The class went smoothly with him not being mentioned, a few times there would be moments were he get looks but he shook those off. In the next lesson, he took down all the notes successfully and did not get picked, which he was happy about for a change.

During break, he was worried that the people he spoke to last night would talk to him again, but they never showed up, which he took as an advantage, as he was surrounded by random gibberish. Next class had been a few problems, Kumas was finding it so hard that he thought of just learning the language.

'That would be a way, but only if I was like this forever, and I had to find a way to survive through it.'

Kumas heard his name get called up, he looks at the person who said it, it was a teacher, he sees she is asking a question.

Kumas looked at her, reading her every movement, her facial expression, like a judge in an audition. He saw her move her hand, almost in a pointing position. He turned at the window, he pointed at it and asked, "sorry, open?"

He saw a rushed expression with her hands waving at the object, the see-through screen had a few white cages and even though he personally felt like there was something still caged up, he opened it and felt the nice cool breeze.

The rest of the day was cool, it went swimmingly. Kumas had no been spoken to for the rest of the day. During lunch he cowered in the toilets, or outside on the nice field.

He was enjoying his bully free time. He wanted to go over his notes, however, they were in the classroom and he did not want to speak to a teacher like that.

'To be fair, it isn't really the worst, it's bad if you have just this everyday constantly, like being put in a new world where you don't know the language, the race, the religions and maybe it was ruled differently, like a king.'

Kumas dug too deep into thinking how it would play out if you where in a similar worse position than him. He finished the school day of with the final lesson, going well as well by just saying no to something, and he saw people exiting the school.

Now he was in the situation, Kumas was stumped once again, he had no clue how to stay in the school as the teachers would be moving around constantly. Kumas thought about going to the toilet so when there were less people in the hallway, he went and tried entering it.

'Now I have to stay in here unti-'

It was locked. Kumas took that terribly but he turned and looked around, he though if he found another place he would be fine. First he though about the council area.

'But won't people be there.'

He gritted the teeth and ran to the staff toilets, however he was conscious of the teachers finding him, so he hid. He cautiously manoeuvred through, walking at the time, cowering inside the classroom.

He saw a few pass by, not too many, which was good, he also checked, glancing inside if he would see any teachers still inside. He was glad he did as he almost entered one with one of them inside. He really wanted to avoid the conversation of having to be with them as he could not understand them at all.

He took a deep breath and sighed and simply walked through, when he was at the glass hallway he was before, he saw a few people outside. He saw multiple of them, they were having an argument and Kumas was terrified of that he moved back.

'Did they see me?'

He finally looked at them properly, he saw Billy and Ray, speaking to three guys. All had the same clothing, which he found it a bit odd, but after closer inspection, he saw it as a uniform, they were leather black jackets and had a logo laminated on to them. They also wore dark-blue jeans, as if they were reflecting something.

He saw the big guy in the middle, black hair, speaking strongly by the looks at Billy, however, he was not standing down to anything as well. Like a soldier, Ray was standing there patiently. He also saw the other two behind him, both having brown hair, being the polar opposite compared to Ray.

They had their arms hanging wide out from there core muscles, he saw that they were also muscular, all of them to a similar degree. Kumas looked back at him as he clambered over the edge of the wall.

He heard footsteps and immediately got startled, since the hallway in front of him was carpet and the one behind were smooth tile, he guessed from the echo that he should move a bit forward. Even though he wanted to avoid trouble, he was curious over what they were saying and about here uniform.

It was a unique design, so he had the feeling he saw it somewhere before, however he guessed they bought it all from the same shop. He imagined as he crept over to the other side what it would have been like, either all three buying it separately, one after the other, or one of them bought it all for the rest.

'That must have been a good person then.'

He smiled over that thought when he stops and blinks for a few seconds, his destination was close, almost in arms reach to him, however he got a grave feeling. It was not over anything happened around him, or a teacher, it was himself that he got it.

'Open timer.'

He looked at it and saw the time left, he felt pleased over it and moved faster down. He grabbed the handle, as it shone in the light of the lamps. He turned it but for a second time he get startled by footsteps, however, it was accompanied with some gibberish.

He did not want to make some noise, so he ran the other way. That was was a complete replica of the other side of the building, excluding the left side (with the smooth tiles) they were perfectly symmetrical. He turned the corner and cowering behind it, he heard the people speaking, they seem to be taking a right.

When hearing this, he turned to see them leave, he took the opportunity to go in and sneak into the toilets. His attempt would be much faster. As he dashed passed the hallway entrance, he saw the two stare outside, he zoomed quickly so he mad out a female and a male silhouette.

'Guess they saw the commotion outside.'

Then quietly closes the toilet door behind him to stay for a few hours.