Blood, screams, and the whizzing of bullets was always a typical sight for me. Then you're probably wondering why I'm crying over a dead corpse. Well let's start from the beginning. It all started when I was 15, in my normal classroom. Though, it wasn't a normal classroom or a normal school. My name is Alexcia by the way, but people know me as the Multiple. Well then why don't we start on my story, on how I fucked up.
It was my first day in 2fort Middle School. My first year in it even though I was 15, the school believes in older students than younger. I woke up at 5:00 am, school sadly started at 6: 30 am. Standing up straight I stretch, the bones in my back cracking loudly. Fixing up my bed, I went to the bathroom taking a quick shower. I dried my short dark brown hair, my bangs sticking to the right side of my face. Putting my contacts on, my black eyes were glassy from lack of sleep. I rummaged through my drawers, pulling out my black jeans and my father's old marine shirt. He was dead, and this was the only thing I had to remember him with. I put on my combat boots and my leather bomber jacket. Fixing myself some breakfast, I noticed it was already 6:00. Devouring a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, I grabbed my backpack and ran out the door. My bike was next to my door, black and neon green in color. I mounted my bike and raced to get to my school my 6:15. When I arrived students started entering the school, I threw my bike down locking it to a post. Running inside I looked for room 213, slamming the door open to very confused eyes. Smiling nervously, I bit my lip and closed the door silently. I was greeted by the teacher, a sickly sweet smile on my face. I cringed and smiled nervously, "Hola teach. So… where do I sit…?" I said. The teacher strictly pointed her ruler, which she was holding the entire time, to a table of 4 boys. The entire classroom was just boys for all I could see, making me feel completely uncomfortable. Sitting down, I fiddled with my jacket. The leather making a slight squeak noise, alerting the boy next to me. I stood up straight, not wanting to attract the attention of other…students. The classroom was covered with boys my age, the only females being the teacher and I. The students differed in many ways, from height to probably where they were from. I looked over my shoulder, the boy that I alerted being much taller than me. Looking closer at his features I noticed many things about him. His blue eyes were covered by his yellow-tinted hunting lens, a bush hat covering his short dark brown hair. Turning his head, the boy smirked at me. Blushing, I turned around and continued playing with my jacket. Only for me to jerk my head up at the quick mention of my name. The teacher was looking at me, also pointing at the ground right next to her. "Why don't you introduce yourself?" She said, obviously talking to me. Standing up, I slowly walked up to the front of the classroom. I gulped, a slight blush forming on my cheeks at the eyes staring at me. I took a deep breath, relaxing fully. "Hola. My name is Alexcia Lopez, people also call me the Multiple." The looks around the classroom only seemed to intensify at my name. I nervously fiddled with my fingers, a soft blush forming on my tanned skin. The teacher smiled 'sweetly' as she walked towards me. " See that wasn't so hard was it~?" She said patting my back. I gritted my teeth, walking slowly back to my seat. Sitting down, i began hitting my head on the desk numerous times. I didn't care if I was gaining multiple looks from other classmates, I probably already made them think bad of me the moment I got here. I stopped only when a hand placed itself on my shoulder, blue eyes looked at me as I turned my head. Biting my lip, I turned my head away from him. " I'm sorry." Releasing his grip on my shoulder, he smiled softly. " It's alrigh'. I don't want a pretty sheila like you getting hurt." He said, the austrailian accent very strong in his voice. Looking at the other people at the table, I furrowed my brows. We had a weird group alright. Infront of me was a boy ( I could tell, he didn't have a feminine body) wearing a very weird suit colored red. He also wore a gasmask, it some how giving him a innocent appearance. He briefly turned to me, giving me what sounded like a muffled hello before turning back to the other male on his own right.
The other male looked very stoic, wearing a very large helmet. It made it hard to look at his eyes but I saw that they were hazel. He wore what looked like a military uniform, making me feel out of place with what I was wearing. Then I remembered the gasmask boy was wearing a large suit that looked to be rubber. I lastly looked at a very large male with a bullet belt on his chest, he didn't look fat but very big-boned. He had dark brown eyes and had his head shaved bald. I didn't like it, but he looked like a nice guy anyways. He had a goofy smile on his face, probably from talking to the stotic boy. I sat further into my seat, till Aussie boy turned to me. " My name is Shawn-" He pointed to the gasmask kid, " That is James." He pointed once again to the large and stoic boys. " The fat bloat is Aleks (that earned a very upset grunt from him) and the serious one is Robert but you call him Rob."He said, taking a large breath after telling everyone's name. Everyone said their brief hellos to me, the helmet boy just giving me a grunt. Which I took as his own way of saying hello. The all continued their previous activities, Shawn talking to James and Aleks talking to Rob. That left me to myself, not even caring to listen to the teacher (who i already had taken a dislike to). Though that schedule had been broken, a so curious James wondering what I was doing. It all started with the occasional poke, then many, then even more than I could handle. I had finally snapped, turning quickly at James causing him to stumble back. " What do you what, you molesto, murmurando tonto!" I said, a slight hiss in my voice after i was done. James quickly mumbled "sorry" before going back to talking to Shawn, who was giving me quite a angry glare. First day of school and I already snapped at someone. What else could happen to make this day worse. -
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