Just when things were about to start, everything started to get dark to the point of nothingness. Then, an eerie voice was heard, "Wake Up." John opened his eyes with so much force, it surprised the girl that was very close to him.
"You scared me you fool, it seems that you finally woke up. Be grateful for the great me for waking you up, you bum."
John was just in shock, it was the girl that went off on John. Looking at the girl closely now, John started to fume red of embarrassment. He stopped the music from his smartphone and put away his earbuds in his backpack, just when he turned around and say his thanks. The girl was almost gone but he can faintly hear the "hmph" from her when she got off the bus.
John: (She left… Oh well, nothing I can do when a girl has so much hate. But still, that dream felt so real, so that young man was a king. And he named his kingdom "Light", How strange. And what's that weird voice that told me to wake up?)
John was thinking of what is going on, everything that's happening was very strange to him, just when he was lost in his mind, he heard someone clear his throat. John turned around and noticed that it was the bus driver.
Bus Driver: Are you going to get out or not?
John hurried and got his belongings, and just when he got out of the bus, behind his back with a low voice that only John could hear, the driver told him something strange that will change John's fate.
Bus Driver: May the "Light" be with you, young one. Good Luck in the other side.
John was in shock again, "Light", what is that? Just when he was about to say something to the bus driver, he was gone already. He could only shake his head and move on, little by little he would find more about "Light". But to John it gave him a strange feeling, like the dream that he's been having since childhood might be real. For now, John lets go of the idea for finding more about "Light", now he's in front of Blackwell, the most prestigious school that few can enter.
Blackwell Academy, its bigger than any type of paradise you would ever imagine. You could see five buildings, In the far left, was the gym that had a unique structure to it, it was kind of oval. Next to it was the girl's dormitory. All the way to the right was the cafeteria and next to it was the boy's dormitory, and lastly in the middle was the school, it was taller than the four buildings combined, it had tower like structure to it and it gave off a feeling that it can never be destroyed like there's a barrier protecting it. John was in a daze, he can't believe that he got accepted to this magical place but at the same time he felt confident that can succeed. John's dream was to give his mom a good life, always seeing his mother working for hours nonstop everyday gave the young man a stinging pain around his chest. So, he promised himself that he will achieve a lot of things in this school, get a good job and support his mother to release all her burdens she's been having since he was young. While he was in another world, he heard a rough cough that woke him up. John stared at the direction that called him, it was a tall fancy adult that had long brown hair up to his shoulders, wearing glasses. Astonishing enough, he has a type of foreign good looks to him, he gives off a very gentleman like air. But he was not in a good mood, just by giving John a sneer.
John: Can I help you?
John was very confused, but before he was going to question more to the gentlemen, he was stopped. The adult pushed in his glasses and gave a mean glare.
"No young man, HOW CAN I HELP YOU? Don't you know that the school bell already rang? Being late in your first day, tsk tsk tsk, what's your name, you punk."
John had an ugly look to him, he can't believe that he already got in trouble and in his first day in the academy too boot. Looking at the adult, he was getting irritated with the hesitation that the young man was giving him. So, he gave him a glare that was so intensified that anyone that was looking at him thought that he was the devil. The gentlemen spoke with veins popping from his forehead while giving a gentle smile, "Kid do you have some kind of disorder that you can't hear your teacher, when I'm talking to you, you answer back to me." Just from hearing and watching the gentlemen act that way made John to start sweating bullets. John knew that he needed to stop thinking and start saying something, and if he doesn't, this elegant looking teacher might skin him to death.
John: My n-name is John Jenson
Just from hearing his name, the angry looking teacher changed his expression immediately, he took out a clipboard and started flipping pages. John was confused, what is that guy doing? Before John was going to say something, the gentlemen's quick response stopped him. "John Jenson, Age 15, Class 1-S. I finally found you." The teacher gave a relief sigh when he said that. John was surprised once again, what he told John was true. Before the teacher was going to say something to him, John countered attacked and interrupted him this time.
John: Can I know you're name sir?
The man was shocked with John's response but also nodded his head, "My name is Nelson Rodgers, an excellent teacher with excellent class, hahaha." John had his mouth open all the way, he even wondered how such a teacher can say that about himself in an introduction. Mr. Rodgers looked at John with a mocking expression and gave him a hand gestures to be quiet.
Mr. Rodgers: Be quiet, little boy. Close that mouth and follow me.
John followed Mr. Rodgers, while entering the school building, John was in shock. The inside of the school was normal, with lockers all around the halls, stairs that leads to other classes. John was a little disappointed, he though Blackwell was going to be such a magical place but how wrong he was. Giving a disappointed sigh, John felt a sting for some reason, he turned to that direction, and noticed it was Mr. Rodgers giving him a disdained glare.
Mr. Rodgers: Let me guess? You thought this school was going to be magical place, that dreams come true and give happy ever after's?
John: I. Uhm
Mr. Rodgers: *Glare intensified while looking at John* Think again, this is where the best of the best goes, you punk. If I don't see anything worthy from you or if I see that you're failing my class. I, myself, will kick you out of this school.
John started to get worried and at the same time scared with the situation he's in, but what shocked him the most is that this demon like adult is going to be his teacher in all his subjects. John doesn't know if this school is going to be heaven or hell for him overall. While passing through all the classes, they finally reached Class 1-S. John was getting a little cold foot at the moment, for the next four years this will be his class but also, the classmates too. Mr. Rodgers noticed John's nervousness, so he looked at John with a lazy expression.
Mr. Rodgers: Listen, you punk. Calm down for just a couple of minutes. Once we go through that door, 26 bugger eyes will be looking at you, the 27th student that was late on his first day. There's nothing to be nervous or even scared cause no one would care about a stain like yourself. *Shrugs his shoulders*
John was in utter awe of how ridiculous this demon of a teacher acts, he understands why Mr. Rodgers dislikes him, but still just from him acting the way he is with his own student is just infuriating to John. The angry shaken boy, noticed Mr. Rodgers patting his back, without John sensing him opening the classroom door. John looked up slowly with much worry at this evil like gentleman, John was in shock again of how his expression and aura changed from lazy to gentle. With a slight smirk, Mr. Rodgers pushed John forward without giving John the time to think or even react. John almost slipped and fell with the pure strength Mr. Rodgers pushed him, with a fast reaction and urgency, John kept his balance and gave the gentleman an angry look.
John: You! What are you trying….
*cough, cough*
Before he was about to finish his sentence, he was interrupted from someone coughing. John turned to the front and noticed that 26 students were staring at him. John was so petrified, he was about to move but some type of force was holding him down, it was like he was chained up all over his body. He couldn't even speak, at that moment, John felt a sense of fear and despair. His whole body sensed a huge pressure that felt so suffocating, John was close to passing out. All the suffocating pressure went away went someone patted his shoulder, John tried to turn his head but could only stop midway, but he knew who was the one who stopped the pressure, it was Mr. Rodgers. The gentleman like teacher gave John a disdain smirk and started to walk to the podium. From seeing the teacher's reaction, John was starting to pop veins in his forehead.
John: (This guy is just soooo annoying! I hope he slips while he walks to the podium and embarrasses himself!)
But to John's disappointment, Mr. Rodgers never slipped and fall but walked with ease, while giving an air of nobility to show off. Mr. Rodgers coughed a couple of times to make the students pay attention to him and smiled softly while also leaning over the podium lazily.
Mr. Rodgers: Finally, we have all 27 of you guys here, now we can finally start introducing ourselves. I will be your teacher for a while, but until then, please work hard and don't fail, that's it.
The whole class was just in awe, they all have the same reaction John had moments ago, everybody at the same time screamed at their minds, "What the hell is wrong with this guy!"
Mr. Rodgers: Oh yeahhh, that standstill buffoon is one of your classmate that got late for daydreaming, he's name is John Jenson, everyone please take care of this idiot, will you?
John: . . . . .