*Arc* Chapter 1. Unlock the cageA Chapter by ego novaThis is the very first chapter which is in Arc's perspective. This is basically the "get to know" chapter, but hopefully I can get you hooked on the story!
I saw the doors to the new destiny before me. A new life, a clean slate. Hunting Middle School. A perfect public school in the middle of southern Maryland. There's so much unpredictability in a new school. I was enamored by that feeling of new life. It was like spreading brand new wings to soar across the sky.
I am lucky enough to be only 14 and in transferring to 8th grade. I probably would have a harder time fitting in if I transferred straight to high school. In 8th grade, I can meet as many people as I can and already have strong friendships when I go to high school. My name is Arc. Everyone says it's such an odd name to pick, but i'm proud of it. I would hate to have such a common name like, Nick, or Michael. My name stands out from the rest of the people. I took my first step into my new school. I began thinking how different it could be from an out of the ordinary private school. Before this school, I used to go to "The Prideton School". I really didn't understand why people favored private schools so much. All I saw were mocking faces and mental torture. It was full of mouths waiting to abuse the mind at any given moment. They slapped hateful words across the side of the brain. I was mentally abused by the snobby rich kids who also went there. Even before The Prideton School, I used to go to an old fashioned public school like where I am now. I had friends, people who support and respect me, and a fine education. I felt nothing was wrong. The pitfall was when my mother heard from one of her friends that her son goes to Prideton and there were shockingly "no bullies!". Yeah right. Even at the public school were I was respected there was always the "mean guy who tries to push you off the swing" kind of bully, but he did that to everybody. However my mother took it far too seriously and made me transfer to prideton without a choice! I hated leaving all my friends and going to a school where I never even wanted to go to. I hate thinking about those horrible memories though. I'd personally like to think about this new school if that's okay. Being dazed by the train of thought, I nearly bumped into a small blonde-haired student. I had no clue where I was going or supposed to go. I stared at my period schedule I obtained upon entering the building. I thought intuitively to go to home period, since it's first. The school felt like a maze with heavy car traffic. Upon my way to home period class, I saw this person who looked slightly older than I am rough housing with two other girls. He had dirty blonde hair who had a messed up falcon-hawk. off-white cacki shorts slabbed down his legs. His blue and white horizontal sweatshirt flowed off his buff chest as he gave a friendly push to one of the girls to the left of him. The odd thing I found on his intimidating figure were two gold colored knuckles tied on a string wrapped around his neck on top of his white shirt. Without thinking, I stopped. "uh...hey" i said hesitantly. He at first gave me a look and then said "sup man. what's your name?" looking shocked that he wouldn't insult me, i replied "Arc. yours?" he gave a smirk then said "Michael." Ironic, I thought, how I was just thinking about how Michael was such a common name. He seemed nice enough though. Shortly after, one of the girls said, " I'm Emily" and the other spoke " And i'm Haylee". So far, the first day of school is going great. © 2010 ego novaAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on April 18, 2010 Last Updated on April 20, 2010 Authorego novaAboutI like to write with a lot of irony and symbolism. I tend to write about mostly realistic fiction, but am a well developed video game designer (I like to design RPGs like final fantasy) so really, I c.. more..Writing
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