The Protectors

First day of school. I breathed deeply and opened the doors of the building. It was small and made of corroded cement. There were a few people walking around, they were all around my age. They kept bumping into me as i headed to look for the office.
I found it and stepped in. It was relatively quiet in there. I went up to the desk. "Hello? Im Akira Cee. Im new. Can i get my schedule?" She nodded, not getting off the phone. She looked through her messy desk and found a small paper. She gave it to me, i smiled and left. I went to find locker B013. "My lucky number." I said under my breath.
It was hot in here compared to outside, or maybe that was just all of the layers i had on because it was winter out. I counted and i had a tank top, checkered green overshirt, green sweater and red jacket and a blue scarf that i had made a few weeks before hand. I found it on the second floor and opened it with the the combination they gave me.
Then a boy went on either side of me. I went on stripping my heavy layers and put my books in my locker. "Hi." I went on with my business, then realized that he was talking to me. "Me?" "Yes you, do you think i was talking to that loser over there?"
He nodded at the boy who looked just as uncomfortable as i felt. "He doesnt look like a loser." "Yes, none of us do. We're just a bunch of nerds here. Thats what gifted means right? Im Lewis." "Im new. I mean, Akira." I went to get my books for my first class.
"So whats your first class?" I looked up and both boys were looking at me expectantly. "Uh...." "Well?" I looked back down at my paper. "English with..... Rick Riordan? But.... Isnt he a writer? Whats he doing teaching kids in tenth grade. In Canada for one!" "Well, he just came here, a few days before you."
The other boy pumped his fist and pointed at Lewis as if to say "Haha!" and looked back at me. Then he said something in sign language.
Can you understand me? I nodded and responded with more sign language. I learnt how to speak sign language when i was a small girl. Are you deaf? Or dumb? [Meaning he cant speak. Not that he is stupid.] Kinda both, but i can read lips, so you can speak regularly. I have English next too. My name is Demitri, Lewis is my half-brother. He is a dancer, i write. What do you do?
"You can understand him?" "Yeah. Cant you?" "No." I shrugged, then turned back to Demitri. "I write too." He nodded with a smile.
"Oh great, another nerd." Lewis rolled his grey eyes, then i realized that was the only thing they had in common. The rest was totally different. Demitri had straight jet-black hair, the colour of his clothing, that went to just under his ears, sweeping to the side. He would flip it every once in a while. His skin was pale, like mine. Probably from staying inside reading and writing all day. He was thin and tall, well taller than me. He was handsome like Edward from Twilight, or Damen from The Immortals series. The mysterious kind, with a hint of geeky.
Lewis on the other hand, had blonde wavy hair, like a surfers. He had a tan and was as tall as i was. He had dark freckles and glasses, but he worked it. He was quite handsome, in the popular boy way. He wears bright colours, on the contrary to his brother. One thing that he would do ofter, as far as i could see, was fidget. Like he couldnt wait to burst out dancing, which some of these kids were doing. In fact, he was looking at one of the red-head girls in longing, like he wanted to go dance with her, but thought he would be rude.
I turned to look at her. "You can go." "Huh?" He looked at me again. "You can go dance with her. I wouldnt find it rude." He smiled and left. I sat there wacthing him. Then i turned to Demitri.
"You know, i've always wanted to dance, but im too uncoordinated to even try." I half-smiled. Yeah, me too. Sounds like we have a lot in common. We should head to class. Mr. Riordan doesnt like it when his students are late. I nodded and we left, up the stairs and first door to the left.
"Hello Demitri, i see you've found a new student to bring to my class." Then he looked at me. "And what might be your name, young lady?" "Uh....." The shyness kicked in again. "I-I-I-I-I" Demitri hit my back, as if i was choking. "Akira Cee!" "Oh yes, you're on the list. Please take a seat."
The bell rang and others filed in. I stood in the back and waited for them to sit in their seats, so i could take an empty one. After it looked like they had all come, i sat in one in the front. Then a girl dresseed in all pink, like in the movies, a barbie so to speak, came in.
She came towards me and i looked forward. I felt her beside me. "Excuse me, but you're sitting in my seat." I looked up and blushed. I took my stuff and sat in the back, in front of Demitri. The class started and i felt a tap on my shoulder. I turned and Demitri gave me a note.
Thats Cory Black. Her father bribed her into the school, thinking her work was actually good. Now she thinks she owns the school, she wins every contest because her father blackmails to ruin the school if she doesnt. She thinks way to much of herself. I nodded and looked forward.
"Akira? Would you like to introduce yourself?" I shook my head and shrank back in my seat as i felt the eyes ofsixteen other kids staring at me. "Ok, everyone. This is Akira Cee. Shes new here-" "Duh!" "As i was saying, Mr. Danford, welcome her to our school." They all nodded.
"Ok," He clapped his hands together. "will someone volenteer to help Akira with what we're working on today." Demitri and another girl who looked like Anne of Green Gables put up their hands." "Perfect, Anya and Demitri, you two are big helps." They nodded and Anya scooched her desk over to mine. "George, can you trade seats with Demitri so he can help Akira." "Yes, Mr. Riordan." They switched seats and Demitri came closer as well.
"Hi, im Anya." I nodded. "Ok, so what we're working on right now is our creative writing block. We're writing stories in groups of three, i guess you're with us, because Demitri was just with me, but know that you're here there's three of us. So we can be an actual group. Anyways, it has to be a short story, and in a different world. A world we made up. We have to describe the world after we make the story. He said that some of it might be hard, like what kind of creatures are there. I mean there, could be millions of creatures, and they all have different names. And....."
She continued on and didnt notice when i turned to Demitri. She talks way too much. I had to suffer this alone before you came. Thank you. I giggled. So what do you have next? I looked at my paper and looked back up at him.
"Socials with........ Ms. Rowling? Really? How many famous writers are there in this school?" You would be surprised. I laughed and went back to Anya.
"Ok, so you ready to get started?" "You guys havent started yet?" They both shook they're heads. "We couldnt think of anything good." "Well, it doesnt have to be good. It has to be original. Right?" They nodded. "Ok, what is your idea Demitri?" A world where there's peace, and i can hear and speak. I nodded, then turned to Anya. "Well, its hard to say. I mean, there's just so much going on in my head. Oh! A jungle, with mystery and adventure. Evil things lurking in the shadows, because nothing is perfect." "Oh, i have an idea. The main characters can be us. With different names of course." They nodded excitedly. Demitri was about to write it down when the bell rang.
Everyone picked up they're stuff and bolted out of there. "We can meet at the waterfront afterschool. My parents wont mind. I just have to tell them." They nodded and we all left. Anya looked at my paper and saw that we all had the same classes together. I threw my paper in the trash and went to my locker.
"Hey nerds." Lewis slammed into his locker to my right and looked at me, he was chewing grape gum. "Lewis." Demitri nodded at him and we went back to our lockers.
He became uninterested and opened his own locker. The stronge smell of cologne wafted out and i choked. Then i brought out my books and left with Demitri. I hate that. I told him to stop putting it on so much, and he used it even more. " Cough Yeah, does he like cough bugging you?" He nodded and we went back upstairs to the end of the hall.
The bell rang as we entered the class. Ms. Rowling closed a book she was reading and looked up at us. "Hello class, today we will be learning about King Arthur and his knights of the Round Table." They all groaned and i sat at a table with Anya and Demitri.
"Well i see a new student has slipped under my radar, again. What is your name child?" "Me? Its... Uh...." "If you could, say it like i did. J. K. Rowling." I blushed. "Uh...... A.B. Cee...." "Really. Well, thats a very interesting name. Well, Ms. Cee, i welcome you to our classroom." I nodded and wrote a story, not listening to what she was saying.
Once, there was a girl and a boy, typical love story starting, but it wasnt. Not at first. They lived in a magical world that was in peril. Yormanda was its name. Their names were Nymphadora and Raphael. A princess and her servant. They were the last survivors of their species. They were wolf hybrids, like werewolves, but not. They were exploring the ruined castle grounds, trying to find any sign of survivors. They found a room that was still intact. They opened the door and the room was pitch black.They were leaving the room slowly. All of a sudden, something grabbed the princesses shoulder and covered her face with its sweaty hand. It pulled her back into the darkness.
I felt a tap on the shoulder and jumped. " Ahem Ms. Cee, i asked you what made Arthur king." She was tapping her foot. I blushed and said quietly. "Excalibur, ma'am." "Very good. Maybe you can pay attention next time i ask you a question." She turned back to the class. "Ok, homework tonight will be to research the story of Excalibur." They all groaned and the bell rang. It was lunch time now. "Was i really writing for that long?" They both nodded and we seperated, Anya staying upstairs and us going down.
After we put our books away we dug up our lunches and went to find somewhere to eat. / We can eat in our first period English room. He lets us, but only Anya and I. Maybe he will let you too./ I nodded and we went back upstairs. I'll go find Anya. I nodded and went into the class as he left to find Anya.
Mr. Riordan wasnt in there. I sat at a desk and looked around the classroom. Then i saw something i hadnt seen before, a door etched into the wood at the back of the room. I went over and was about to open it when i heard something behind me. "Hello, Akira. Did Demitri and Anya invite you here?" I nodded and went back to my seat. Then Demitri came with Anya.
Mr. Riordan motioned for them to come over to him. I could barely hear what they were saying. He was doing most of the talking. "........ Saw the door......... Another pro..... Er............... Prin...... Cant tell." Then he saw me staring and i quickly looked at my sandwich as they came back over. There was tension as they came back over.
After the akward lunch we left to go get stuff for Psycology. It was a wierd subject to teach to kids our age, but i was good at it. "Ok class, im substituting for your regular teacher....." After that, the rest of the day was a blur.