Chapter 2

We arrived at school with Betty going off with her friends to class and me going to my own. I had been gone a long time but most of the stuff was easy to relearn in a short time. I wasn't poplure so mostly I was ignored by my other classmates when we had short breaks. Just when I got to the classroom finding my seat unmolested by the wild animal I call classmates the bell rang and the school day started. The teacher walked in with the typical greeting before turning to writing on the board. Before he had the second stroke of the word down a flurry of paper ball assaulted him from the back.

Unfortunately our home room teacher was on maternity leave so were were left with sub Mr. Kim teaching our class. He was a short and stocky forty year old man whom was still single and a very easy guy to get along with. He didn't talk much but was very kind and was willing to help anyone willing to ask. He was one of the teachers that helped me move up a year and had given me tutoring after school. To call him one of the most caring teacher would be and understatement.

This would have been no trouble if the resident class jerk Semolina Woolworth hadn't chosen to target him. She had long red hair with a tan skin that seem soft yet health. He golden brown eyes made her stare beautiful yet held a sort of authority. She wore the school uniform of a button up short sleeve short with a skirt and bow tie. Her special modification had gone unopposed by many even the resident teachers, and principle. She was the classic bad girl who had skipped school with her group of friends. Some people even said she was part of the local gang and had been involved with the police but since she was dating Jason Brick the resident alpha male it wasn't anything new.

I didn't care for either of them as before they had made my life a living hell in every since of the word. Growing up with a single mother whom like to date and be gone for days and months on end had left me one the secluded end. Betty was a neighbor and best friend but she had other priorities besides me as she was my best friend but I wasn't her's. To add to the my social disposition I was overweight and short for my age which made me the main target of bulling. Going home with bruises was a common thing since elementary school and only when Betty got her parents to go to the school did they hold from hitting my face.

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In short my short sixteen years of life before being transported to another world was hell but after experience that and returning I found it child play. The cruelty of war and killing had been engraved into my very soul so something of this nature wasn't worth mentioning. I sighed as the teacher and students began a verbal war before the class started but by then I was already medicating.

After school was over I ran into Betty whom was with her boyfriend Jason Walker. They had dated since freshmen year after he had been on of the guys to save me from getting badly hurt. Of course he still rarely talked to me and mostly did so when Betty was around. I didn't care to be honest as long as he treated her right then I had no problem. I acknowledged them and Betty invited me out to have ice cream with them but I declined saying I had to go home which was true for the most part. Before Betty could argue Jason grabbed her hand and excused themselves leaving me at the school gate. I shrugged my shoulder and started to walk home.

The walk was about four miles give or take but I had done it in thirty minutes. Ever since I returned I've been going and coming to school by walking. Betty whom usually accompanies me to school is part of the tennis club so it was something she had done instead of taking the bus for years in order to build her stamina. I've never joined her making excuses that frankly were sad but she never could convenes me and that went on for a long time.

Arriving home I throw my thing on the side heading straight into the shower cleaning the sweat off my body. I wasn't a clean freak but going to school always made my body feel worst than walking through the sewers. After cleaning myself and getting my clothes on I redressed in some dark blue jeans, Some combat black boots, a with shirt with a trench coat. I looked at myself in the mirror and thought of the dwarf in the old movie lord of the rings and laughed a little.

Before heading out I check the phones answering machine and was surprised to find a three messages. The first one was for my mother which was about some bill, the second was her calling to tell me she wouldn't be home, and the last was some static silence. The last two made messages had my instance on high alert in a instance. I've never gotten a message from my mother telling me she would be late co

coming home. Before she would leave for weeks on end without a message and only return once in awhile with some money for my living expenses. Ever since I returned she has been coming home at least three times a week which has been awkward to no end.

I put the thought to the back of my head and headed out the door to the only place were the magical community hangs out “The Guild”.