Jerome's pov:
"That's all, go back to lunch" the lady told me as I put on my backpack. I headed towards the direction to the cafeteria...well, more like follow my classmates in front of me. I headed in threw the double doors and instantly, the smell of pasta and macaroni it my nose. I walked over to a tray and grabbed one. Immediately, another hand also grabbed it. I looked up at the male, he had straight brunette hair and brown eyes. His skin was pale and he had your regular blue sweater and jeans. He let go of the tray and laughed.
"Hey, I'm Mitchell, but I'll preferred it if you called me Mitch" the male introduced, putting out a hand.
"Jerome" I shook his hand "I'm a freshman, you?" We had a lovely conversation, I found out that he was a freshman as well and a few other things. I ordered some macaroni and so did Mitch, he grabbed a water bottle and apple. I was fine with what I ordered.
"Come with me, I'll show you some other guys I meat during literacy" Mitch lead the way over to the table. I trailed behind him, but of corse, nothing would seam to go my way. I tripped over my shoe laces and fell straight in front of me, my arm hit the table and that's when everything went downhill. My arm hit a spoon and macaroni flew everywhere, some random kid had slipped on the macaroni and bumped into about five strangers. A tray from the group flew in the air and hit a girl in the face. She backpedaled into a table containing food and that was flying everywhere. The teacher rushed up to me.
"GO TO THE PRINCIPALS OFFICE, IMMEDIATELY!" She infuriated at me, I felt overwhelmed as the female teacher stood over me, a finger pointed towards the door. I rush to my feet and head quickly for the door, before I left I asked a question.
"Do you know where that is?" I asked frightened.
"JUST GO!" She yelled and I rushed back out and headed down the hall...alone. You'll think that there would be at least some people roaming the halls, it took me a few wrong left turns and bumping into a few wrong classrooms to find the place I was sent to. I headed threw the open door, what I'm guessing is the security, spots me and points to a chair next to a female teen who seams to be in tears. I wondered if asking what's the matter, but she seamed jumpy.
"Next" the security called as the teen girl stood up and headed into the office. It was me alone, I stared at the ceiling out of boredom. There was a few yells and a crash, it startled me as I jerked beck to reality. The girl came out screaming and she bolted out the office and down the hall. The principal also came out as well, but he had a more terrified look placed among his face.
"M-Mary, could you go get Clara?" He asked as the secretary stood up and bolted after the screaming teen. He then looked at me, and waved for me to enter. "I guess that you're next". I nodded and I raised from my seat. My feet took me inside his office. "what's your phone number, son?" He questioned me "first and last name as well"
"Well, ok. My names Jerome Aceti and my number's-" I began before he held up a hand, here's where it starts.
"Aceti? How you spell it A-c-e-t-i?" He asked me, i nodded my head. 'Wait for it' "is Jace happen to be your brother?" 'Their it is'. I nodded my head and waited for the long lecture I'm about to have. "That boy caused me so much pain, so much money, SO MUCH STUDENTS THAT COULD OF MADE THIS SCHOOL BETTER, SO MUCH-" he went on and on how my older brother caused him so much pain. I sighed as he was Dialing my phone number. "Oh ho ho ho, I already know YOUR number" he spit so much venom saying 'your'.......the phone didn't pick up and he huffed in annoyance, I told him what I had caused and he gave me a detention slip and sent me on my way outside. My feet pounded on the hard tiled white flooring, checking my schedule, literacy I in 117. I silently trudged my feet to my locker and traded out my books. The bell had runged and I bolted for my classroom.