"Wanna come over to my house?" Jason whispered to me during math.

I look at him. He has a creepy grin on his face.

"We could have a fast and furious movie marathon," He said as if that would entice me.

He knows I was pretty into movies.

My mind was on so many other things, during homeroom Principal Roy announced that the school would be participating in an inter school contest.

And I, along with other Nerds like me from the SAM club would be representing the school.

In just five weeks!

That meant that I had to prepare for it since it was going to be a huge competition with other smart kids competing in it.

After homeroom, Mr Hubert had a small talk with me.

Mr Hubert was the only teacher in school that actually cared about what students said or thought.

He was an open teacher that I could go to talk about my fears and other stuff.

He lectured me about my responsibility as the president of the SAM club and how I would be leading the school on the day of the contest.

To say that I was nervous would be an understatement. The kids from Blake valley were outstanding.

I know this because they have a perfect record of winning competitions and other things.

I wasn't even thinking of the other students from other towns such as, Salt lake city, Abenville, Crystal Hills and the likes.

It was as if there was this huge weight of responsibility on my back, the year just started and I've already begun to stress out.

"Hello?" Jason's voice rang in my ears. "Is anyone home?"

"Oh," I say, sounding surprised.

"Dude were you daydreaming about Madison?" Jason asks.

I blush instantly even though that wasn't what I was doing.

I was one of those kids who blushes a lot and I can't control it.

My blushes were always visible and it got me on my nerves at times.

I just wished that I wasn't me.

Jason smiled. "You know, when humans blush our stomach turn red "

"Jason Bourke!" Our maths teacher, Mr Hans barked.

Almost everyone turned around to face Jason and I.

Scratch that, they turned around to face Jason.

I think they were expecting Jason to throw some funny one liner because he was kind of popular due to his sense of humor and wit.

"It's Bond," Jason said wiggling his eyebrows which sent the whole class laughing. "Jason Bond...not Bourke."

He then brought out a rolled up piece of paper and pretended to be smoking.

Mr Hans sighed. "Principal's office," He was getting really tired of Jason.

Jason smirked and walked away, walking like he was actually James Bond.

A couple of people chuckled.

"Alright please don't mind that absolute idiot and let's get back to work," Mr Hans said and walked back to the board.

He sighed and muttered a few words under his breath.

"Now, the Pythagorean triple consists of three positive integers such as..."

My mind wandered off again, I was thinking of what would happen in the inter school contest.

Would we win?

Or would I completely embarrass myself?

"Chad!" Mr Hans barked and I looked up.

"Yes sir," I said, sounding like a mouse.

"Why don't you give us an example of a Pythagorean triple?" He said.

"2x, square root of 9x and 3" I said, remembering an example I was very fond of.

Mr Hans grinned. "Wow, that's amazing Chad you really read during the summer."

"Nerd," someone said and the whole class shook with laughter.

I shrunk and hung my head low.

"That's enough!" Mr Hans shouted but no one stopped laughing.

I didn't see why I was the main target for comedy and always being the joke of the class.

What had I done wrong?

Why me?

I got so angry that I stood up and bolted out of the class.

"Hey where the fuck are you going?" Someone called after me.

"Yeah man, Pythagoras said he wants to chat with you!" Another cried.

I walked down the empty hall and walked in anger.

I wanted to run far away from school and then commit suicide.

I wiped the stream of tears that rolled down my eye.

If Mom hadn't divorced dad then we'd never moved to Stanley Falls and I wouldn't be bullied like this.

In my former school, I was never bullied or made jest of.

While walking down the hallway and keeping my head low, I bumped into someone.

I expected it to be Jason but I sighed when I realized that it was just VP Damien.

"Hi sir," I sniffed.

"Chad?" He raised an eyebrow." What are you doing, aren't you supposed to be in class?"

"Yeah, I just wanted to get some air," I say, which is somewhere near a lie.

"Bullies right?" He asked.

I couldn't lie. "Yes,"

He sighed.

And then, he slung his hand around my shoulder and patted me on the back.

Well, this is beyond weird.

"When I was a kid," he started." I was also bullied."

I nodded.

"I was so sick of them that I wanted to kill all of the people who would throw me into a locker or jab me in the ribs,"

"Sounds like me," I muttered.

"That's when I discovered that those that have been picked on, rule the world," VP Damien said. "And those bullies are the ones who suffer,"

I'm pretty sure my brain just said, "What the fuck?!"

The words that came out of VP Damien's mouth sounded like it would come out of a supervillain's mouth.

He chuckled and removed his hands from my shoulder. " 'Nuff said,"

He then took my hand in for a shake.

Why is he acting like this? I thought. Is he possessed or something.

"You'll see what I mean, just go about with your day" VP Damien said. "You can stay in the library if you want, I'm sure your life will change after today,"

I nodded and threw him a fake smile and rushed to the library.

I was creeped out to the bones. VP Damien talked to me like I was his own son.

Usually he's just a guy who likes punishing kids and stuff.

Maybe he was a nice guy underneath and didn't want to show it to students.

Or maybe he had grown fond of me considering that I was one of the smartest kids.

If there's one thing I know, it's that teachers like smart kids.

I threw Vice principal Damien out of my mind and entered the library.

"Chad?" Miss Baker, the librarian sat up on her chair. "Aren't you supposed to be in class?"

I grin, she was an old lady and one of the most gullible person in the entire school.

"I came to check something out, I'm currently working on a chemistry project" I say and she nods and lets me slide.

The Library was empty since this was the first period and most kids were in class.

So if you exclude Miss Baker, I had the whole Library to myself.

It was a dream come true actually, usually when kids were here I couldn't concentrate because they'd be checking out hot girls or surfing through the internet and checking out silly shit.

I sat down in front of a computer monitor and switched it on.

I relaxed my back on the soft leather chair.

Today's incident had completely escaped my mind.

I opened up Google, I wanted to search for some educational material so I could learn some stuff during my stay in the library.

While typing in the search bar, I saw a developing story underneath.

There were a bunch of em, but this one caught my attention.

It read;
Three months after the disappearance of flight 2388, families are still worried.

I wanted to read it but I didn't care, I typed academic tutor in the Google search bar and was taken to the academic tutor website.

It was a great website that I used most of the time, it was really good.

It's like school on the internet, but better.

I was studying an article written by someone called Cody Jefferson about Quantum physics.

It was a lengthy article and suddenly I felt drowsy.

My eyelids struggled to stay open and I resisted sleep.

My eyes scanned over words displayed on the computer's screen as I tried to comprehend what the writer was trying to say.

Something about parallel dimensions.

But then, I slept off.