Chapter 1: Entrance into the Best School

I look up at the school from a gate.

My new school that I just barely managed to get into.

I can’t wait to start the last year of school before college!

I will meet new people and make a lot of friends!

Maybe I will finally get a girlfriend too!

Onwards to my wonderful school life!

…

This school was a weird one. Unlike a normal school, it had an exam to be able to enter the school. This test was known to many as ‘The Test of Hell.’

I really wanted to go to this school and prove to all my friends that I was not just an idiot that was good at video games.

I was the person with the lowest score on the exam to be accepted. With my score of 85 out of 100.

Yep. I had 85% but was barely accepted into the school. What a brutal exam.

Back to the school.

It was a huge group of buildings that could be mistaken for a small town, from the top. The buildings were all three or more stories tall.

Even though math was my strongest subject, I gave up trying to calculate how many people this school could possibly hold within it.

“Out of the way, ‘The Worst of the Worst’.”

Yep!

I had a nickname already and it has only been two days since the exam results were out!”

I lower my head and step to the side.

“Ah, ‘The Worst of the Worst’ actually decided to come to school! The tenacity of insects is amazing!”

I just keep my head lowered and ignore them, their words are nothing to me. It almost feels refreshing to know that people are the same no matter where you go.

The person who had stopped to make fun of me was some random guy, probably not much better than me, but he thinks he is high and might because he probably has rich parents.

If I had to guess, 99.9% of all people that came here are from rich families.

Me?

I am from an incredibly bland family. My father is an office man stuck in a cubicle from 9-5, and my mother is an intern at the same company my father works at.

You may be asking, ‘Hey. Won’t a school like that have a tuition fee?’

The answer to that is simply, ‘Yes.’

The complicated answer is that I have saved all my money from the moment I was born. Things I did have were gifts from my parents or friends. I was just short of money to enter this school for this final year of my education. My parents suggest I just sell all my possessions as the school has dorms.

I felt bad about selling all the gifts I had from my friends and parents, but I managed to get enough money to enter the school.

“’The Worst of the Worst’! Why does an insect like you even exist?”

The guy spits onto my shoes that were from my father.

I calm myself as the guy just walks away. No one does the ‘I’ll save you!’ act because who here would help the worst?

The reason they know I am the worst is because when the exam results were announced, they publicly announced the grades and photos of the students. On T.V. of all things! Is it really necessary to do it on national T.V.!

However, even though I may be known as ‘The Worst of the Worst’ at this school, many people that failed the exam are envious that I am even in this school and would not hesitate to trade places despite the teasing.

I just sigh as I walk to the class I was assigned to.

The class schedule was a simple one.

First class was basically a general meeting type of class. It was for announcements regarding activities going on within the school and current events.

The classes after that were organized like most other North American high schools.

Four classes of varying subjects that you chose before the start of the year. The school year was also divided into two semesters with different classes in each.

The classes I chose for the first semester were ‘Advanced Math’, ‘Advanced English’, ‘Advanced Chemistry’, and ‘Advanced Biology’.

All the classes have ‘Advanced’ in front of them, but I was just told to think of them as normal classes.

I sat down at a seat in the classroom that had a couple sheets of paper with my name on them.

I take out the pen in my pocket and start to fill out the needed information.

The teacher walks over to me once she enters the class.

“Logan? That is your name correct.”

I look up at the female teacher and smile.

“Yes, my full name is Logan Redwood.”

“Okay Mr. Redwood. I have a couple of questions before too many people arrive in the class.”

So far in the room was myself and two other students that just stared at the ceiling…

“Okay, no need to hold back on my account, after all, you are a teacher and I am a student.”

The teacher nods happily.

“True enough. Anyways, Mr. Redwood, why are you filling out the paperwork yourself instead of your assigned staff?”

I let out a sigh as I hang my head.

“I apologize Ms. Mason, I am not as wealthy as the other students in this school, as I come from an ordinary family. I saved money my entire life and decided on a whim that I wanted to go to this school with that money, in fact. I didn’t even have enough with that, so I sold everything that belonged to me in order to come here as I was assured that there would be a living quarters assigned to myself.”

The teacher nods slowly.

“That answers my second question. I will inform you that you do in fact get a place to stay, however, they are rooms for a single person only so you won’t be sharing it with anyone.”

“That’s fine with me. I am an only child so it will be more comfortable alone anyways.” I shrug my shoulders as I continue talking and writing the information on the paper in front of me.

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“Good, class will be starting in twenty minutes, you should easily finish everything by then, and I recommend you get some water for yourself as there will not be other classes today besides this one. Later, I will personally guide you to the place you will stay for you year at this school.”

I nod as I fill out the paperwork.

So my locker is out the door and to the left. Locker number ‘1013’. Well… at least it isn’t only number ‘13’… right?

After I hand the paperwork to the teacher I take my bag that I had placed between my legs to my locker. I take out my bottle and place everything else within my locker.

Now where can I fill this up?

Oh yeah, there was a water fountain just down the hall.

This school is so large. Why is it necessary for it to be so large? There can’t be that many students that come here.

I make it to the fountain and stat to fill my bottle.

I wonder if there are any ‘extra’ rules that this school has. The normal school rules are here, but for some reason I see nothing about PDA (Public Displays of Affection) here… I feel that I will see enough couples to make me nauseous… well, I hope I won’t anyways.

I see a large group of people walking down the hallway surrounding this one girl in the center.

I would say she was beautiful… but I know those types of people have a horrible personality. No matter how good you look, with a bad personality I would never love you back.

I shake my head as I start to walk back to my locker.

I see the guy from this morning that spit on my shoes trying to flirt with the girl, the girl just ignores him with a, ‘Hmph!’ I smile a little on the inside, but my face stays calm.

Now that I look at it, there are several guys in that group trying to talk to her, but the other girls in the group constantly get in their way.

I personally would think that they were all amazingly beautiful, but what can you don in a school full of rich kids?

The girl in the center notices me and the most disgusted look possible appears on her face.

“Hey, ‘The Worst of the Worst’, come here for a second.”

She yells so that everyone is watching…

Oh no! Not already!

This is where my life of slavery begins!

I start to walk over.

“Hello, may I ask what you need me fo-“ Just before I could finish my sentence I trip.

Everything around me seems to be moving in slow motion…

In the corner of my eye I see the guy from this morning had moved to a path that intercepted mine and stuck his foot out. I wonder if anyone noticed it but me.

Ah, but it is too late!

I forgot the lid of my water bottle!

I swear it was on the fountain!

Too late no matter where it was…

The water splashes all over the girl that called out to me. Her blond hair was dripping water and her black uniform was sticking to her very attractive figure.

If I wasn’t scared for my life, I would have looked more…

I slowly stand up and brace myself.

I then get kicked in a place no man should ever be kicked.

“OOOOOOHHHH!!!” I unintentionally let out a scream.

My thoughts are mostly clear but my body doesn’t respond.

“How dare you do that to me!”

An 18 year old girl just kicked me in a place that should never be damaged. I wouldn’t say I deserved this much you know?

I was tripped by someone! I swear it wasn’t me!

However…

“Uuuuggggghhhhhh” I was on the ground in pain. I couldn’t really say much other than unintelligible mumblings.

I review what just happened in my head.

I was walking back from a water fountain in my new high school with my water bottle. I remember taking the lid with me, but it must have been in my locker still… ah, what a blunder.

Too late to regret!

“I am this school’s idol! How dare you pour water on me! I hope you never have children!”

I am not sure if it is possible anymore…

MEDIC! I need a medic!

MAN DOWN!

MAYDAY!

“Well, I have a treat for you! Come find me after school is over! I think I just found my new boyfriend.”

I hear various people laughing as I slowly stand up. I try my hardest to stand normally.

“I’ll see you after school then. It’s a date.” As I knew my life was over, I decided to make the best of it.

I winked at her and walked away.

Without turning around once I walk back to my first class.

Behind me I hear various screams of pain and sounds of people being slapped…

Oh god, what have I done?

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Well, I only planned on writing the intro and going back to write another project, but it turned into me getting hooked on this. Oh, well.

I hope all of you enjoy this chapter! 

I am loving how this is turning out so far. It was a little idea I thought of while playing a game and just had to write it down. I have never made a better decision.

Anyways, the point I am trying to make is, would you readers want a say in what happens in the incoming chapters?

The first 3 chapters are going to be for solidifying plot points, but after that it's free game. I don't know if it will be full reader interactive, but who knows where this will be going?

Also, this is the final point I want to add, this story will have swearing and may contain slightly mature scenes in the future. I don't know. I just plan to have fun writing this, and I hope you have fun reading this!

As always, Have a nice day/night!