"What am I into?"
you tap your cool shades with one finger condescendingly.
"I'll forgive you for your ignorance. It's called being cool, something I guess you wouldn't understand."
wow, you're not going to kid yourself, that was pretty lame actually. but what can you do. you then proceed to shove him off into the aisle.
"What the hell? There isn't anywhere else to sit, man. Let me back in."
he whines a bit, and the bus lurches forward. the driver yells something about 'sitting in your damn seats' and then accelerates. Derek nearly falls over. he shoves you into the window and you smack your head against it with a loud crack. ow.
"Sorry, I thought you'd be a bit stronger."
some kids laugh at you. you decide to win them over to your side. this would be a good time to display your overwhelming intellectual advantage.
"Ah, Ghandi must be rolling in his grave. What is this, War and Peace?"
you think you won some points with those clever references to history and literature. no one seems to laugh though, but you're sure you sound pretty smart.
"What are you talking about? You pushed me first."
oh, right. hm. you come up with a witty retort:
"An eye for an eye, a tooth for a tooth? Don't try and ad hominem me, man. I know your type."
you're not actually sure what 'ad hominem' means but you read it on the internet once and it seems like it'd fit. as expected, Derek looks on perplexed. you smirk.
you're at school in a few minutes. Derek's silent the rest of the way. you're pretty sure you outwitted him.
the school itself is pretty small. 600 students, maybe? you check the class listing. looks like your homeroom is room 106. your classes this semester include Academic Math, Academic English, Yoga (you're lazy) and Chemistry. how exciting. first day of school means the first hour is dedicated to sorting out any issues you may have with your courses and mingling with the kids in your class. there are some 30 students in the room with you. you might want to try making some friends or something. someone to watch your back.
alternatively you could probably suck up to the teacher, you guess.
Stats
Intelligence - 4
Charisma - 2
Fitness - 1
Deceit - 2
Image
Cool - 0
Smart - 1
Funny - 1
Scary - 0
Inventory
You're currently wearing a torn white t-shirt and jeans. Cool and 'rough', huh.
Status
You're kinda tired.
Derek - bro who is so not cool.
Mom - she works a typical white-collar job.
Dad - he too works a white-collar job.
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Topic: so you wake up and find that YOU'RE A WIZARD. (Read 3360 times)