Chapter 1

Jerome's POV

Today was the day I move, for the 7th time. :/
My dad gets moved around a lot for his job, it gets REALLY annoying. I never get to make any friends because I'm in one school to the next. I tried so many times for him to switch jobs but he simply says, "No."

Anyways I was moving to Canada. I was going to be attending a school called 'NorthBrook High.' Hopefully I get to actually make friends and be able to stay for at least a year. But probably not gonna happen....

"Jerome the moving truck is here!" my mother shouted up the stairs.

"Yeah I'm coming!" I shouted back.

I quickly finished packing all my stuff into a bag and ran down the stairs. My mom saw me and guided me outside to the truck.

"Why do we have to move so much?" I asked my mom.

"Honey please understand that your father's job is very important to our family. With me not working and you having to go to school plus the bills, we would have no money at all if your father quit his job." she sighed.

"But he can get a different job! Can't he?" I questioned.

"Just please Jerome...This is in the best interest.." she sighed once more.

I thought it was best not to keep on asking questions. I think if I went on longer she might have cried.

Well time for the LONG trip up to Canada. I can't believe I have to leave Adam, Seto, Mat, and Quentin behind. My last school I stayed for almost third semester, and I made some good friends. I just hope that people will accept me at the new school....

--MAGIC TIME SKIPPP TIL' AT NEW HOUSE!--

After 9 grueling hours in the moving truck we finally reached our new house. It was huge! Nice looking too, it was white with a trim of royal blue. I grabbed my only bag and ran into the empty modern looking house. I ran through a kitchen, living room, and a hallway trying to find my new room. I found some stairs and dashed up them. I found a room that had a bed frame, desk, and empty closet. I guess this was my room. I dropped my bag on the floor and walked over to the window. I just stared outside watching the moving guys take our furniture from the truck to inside the house.

~~THE NEXT DAY~~

I woke up. It was 6:03, just enough time for me to take a shower.

After my shower I dried my hair then combed it to the side. I threw on my black tee, my hoodie, and my favorite bacca beanie. I grabbed my phone, put on my converse and walked downstairs.

"Bye Mom!" I shouted.

"Bye! Have a good day!" she responded.

With that I walked out the door and on to the sidewalk. I walked all the way to my new school. I stopped at the front entrance, I took a deep breath and grasped the handle. I pulled and then walked into a whole different atmosphere.

I saw cheerleaders, jocks, nerds, loners, populars, and even gamers. As I walked to my locker I earned some looks from other students. I quietly opened my locker and threw my books in there, not wanting to draw too much attention.

I unzipped a pocket in my backpack and grabbed my schedule. I had no idea how to read this thing...I next found the courage to ask someone what and where my first class is.

I found a guy probably my age standing next to his locker. He had black hair and hanging from his 'fake' suit shirt were red glasses. He wasn't around anyone and he was two lockers away so I decided to ask him.

"Um hi..can you tell me where my first class is?" I asked handing him my schedule.

"Yeah sure thing." he smiled.

"Looks like your first class is with Mrs.Willis, her classroom is down this hall and the first class room on the right." he explained.

"Thanks dood!" I thanked him.

"So new kid what's your name?" he asked.

"Oh I'm Jerome Aceti, you?"

"Jordan Maron. Anyways I got to go but see you at lunch right?" he inquired.

"Second lunch?"

He nodded and gave me a thumbs up followed by a friendly wave goodbye. I waved back giving him a smile. I then looked at my phone, 7:45. My next class was in five minutes. I then collected all the materials I needed for home room science and took off.

I opened the door that read '254', and then I walked in. I dragged my feet over to the teacher's desk. I handed her the note I had got from the principle and waited for a response.

She stood up from her chair and faced the class.

"Class please welcome a new student. This is Jerome Aceti." she introduced me.

I gave a slight smile and a wave. I attempted to say "Hi" but it came out as if I was being choked.

"Jerome please take your seat next to Mitchell." she told me as she pointed to an empty seat next to a sandy brown haired boy.

I gladly took my seat and hung my backpack on the back of my chair. I glanced over at Mitch. He was hiding his face from everyone with his hoodie. I think he knew I was looking at him but he didn't dare to look over at me. I don't understand why he would hide his face...I mean he's kinda cute. Wait what was that? Jerome just shut up and listen to the teacher." I thought to myself.

"This chapter in the science book will be very short so I am assigning a project. It's a two people project with the topic of your choice." Mrs.Willis rambled on.

God who was I going to be partners with! Jordan isn't in this class, and I don't know anyone else!

"Okay students you may now pick your partners!" she announced.

Right after that statement was made noise roared out of the classroom. I just sat there watching everyone choose their partners, no one even coming towards me...I then thought, "Should I ask Mitch? No one has yet...I think I should. I will."

I tapped his shoulder, he turned to face me still trying to conceal himself.

"Hey...Your Mitch right?" I asked.

"Um yeah.." he said almost inaudible.

"Wanna be partners for the project?" I requested.

"Seriously?" he said in shock.

"Yeah why wouldn't I be?" I laughed.

"Oh um okay...thanks Jerome.." he replied still in a hushed tone.

Forty minutes later the class was finished. I waltzed out of the class and back out into the hectic hallway. I was about to go to my locker but I was pushed by someone. I turned only to see Mitch fast walking away to his locker. He was still trying to hide himself. I thought I needed to go talk to him so I started my way to his locker. I was halfway there when I saw another student walk over to him. I couldn't hear what he was saying but Mitch just pushed himself up against his locker. I watched his face go from worried to sad. I noticed he then started to cry, tears rolled down his face. He attempted to walk away but he was held back by the other student.

I tried to step in and see if I could help but I was frozen in my tracks. The student them clenched his fists and then made contact with Mitch's chin. I heard a small crunch and gasped. Mitch cried more and more. I didn't think I could watch anymore, but the bully threw Mitch down and I heard a loud thud. The bully laughed and high fived his gang as he walked away. I ran to Mitch's side wanting to help him.

"Mitch! Mitch! What just happened!?" I screamed.

"Jerome please you don't want to be with me you could be bullied too.." he wept.

"Mitch why did he do that?!" I screamed again.

"Jerome I'm fine, just please leave...No one will like you if you hang out with me.." he sobbed.

"I don't care about that Mitch! Just tell me why someone would hurt you like that!" I screamed now getting a little annoyed.

"Jerome I just don't fit in okay!" he screamed back at me.

"Mitch that doesn't give him the right to almost break your chin and make you bleed!" I tried to explain.

"Jerome I'm fine..Im used to this." he sighed.

"I'm gonna get the nurse stay here. Please." I asked of him.

He didn't respond, he just lay there blood dripping from his nose.

I turned and ran as fast as I could to the nurse's office.

"Nurse! Nurse!" I frantically screamed.

A woman in scrubs walked out of her supply closet and stopped in front of me with a look a concern.

"My friend he just got beat up! Help him please!" I bellowed.

"Where is he?" she asked me.

"Back at his locker, c'mon!" I replied.

We both walked back to Mitch's locker and the nurse gasps.

"Oh my goodness Mitch! This is the 27th time!" she grieved.

I was stunned. My jaw dropped into my neck. I couldn't believe what I had just heard. '27 times' echoed in my head. I can't imagine how painful that must had been. I feel so bad for him. I don't care if I get beat up for being his friend, he needs someone to be there to defend him and that will be me.

The nurse helped Mitch up and she put his arm around her shoulders. She carried him back to her office. She looked back and me and mouthed the words, "Thank you."

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