Prologue: First Day
*Beep* *Beep* *Beep* Slam! Went the alarm clock as a blue arm turned the annoying sucker off with a fist. The same fist went to a very sleepy eye which it rubbed with other fist before its owner swung his two legs off the side of his twin bed onto the hard carpet below.
"Mmm..." The teen groaned as he looked back at the clock he just slammed off: 5:00.
"Mmm..." Another body stirred from across the single bedroom in front of him. He knew it was not the best.
"Mathew, please go back to sleep." The teen croaked as he stood up from the bed and put on his jacket over his night shirt, which was a sleeveless shirt fitted with shorts that you where during sports.
"But Gallus!" Mathew, or just Mat, moaned. "Can’t sleep!" He said unconvincingly.
"Sure... sure." Gallus rubbed his Mat's head before walking over to the bathroom and turned on the lights...
"Grrrr!!!" He grunted as the blinding lights lite his eyes ablaze before adjusted to the mirror in front of him.
He saw a teen who has no direction in life and whose yellow tipped hair meant nothing to him but his face, that hardened and lifeless face from years of being like this?
Sighing, he took his clothes off and took a bitterly cold shower so he can safe some for his father later that morning. He looked at his chest and the scares that ripped across it, there were some on his legs and back but most his chest. He was glad that shirts were a thing.
After getting out of the shower and drying himself off, he wrapped the overly big towel around his waste for you know what and walked into his shared bedroom where he was Mat taking off his shirt.
"Time to the shower big boy." Gallus said.
"Okay!" Mat smiled as he went to the bathroom. Gallus never understood why he can have full energy all day when he wakes up god early. But he knew one thing about Mat: the scars on his back. He also had scares back there, but Mat's is 'special' and not in a good way, way worse than what Gallus' were.
"Poor boy." Gallus shook his head as his Mat went into the bathroom.
After Mat went into the bathroom, Gallus got dressed into his new clothing from Goodwill: A plain blue shirt with functioning shirt pockets and khaki cargo shorts, all for 10 bucks. He then put on his Nike's, another 6 bucks, then combed his hair with the yellow tips facing forwards.
"Okay! Done!"
"You didn't even turn on the water." Gallus deadpanned without looking at Mat.
"Awwww!!!" Mat moaned. "I don't want to take a shower!"
"Sorry bud, rules are rules."
"Grrr!!!" Mat grumbled as he closed the door behind him. Within a minute, the sound of water started to fall follow by a screaming sound and the constant bickering about the coldness.
Gallus knew better than to trust his brother like that, so he turned off the hot water supply for the shower that previous night.
Shaking his head, he put his comb from the dollar store and then went over to the kitchen as he put his Timex Ironman watch on and grabbed his breakfast, the humble apple, and sat down at the table, the only table.
"Mornin' son." His dad walked out of his bedroom and sat at the table.
"Morning dad." Gallus said in between bites.
"Have a long day in front of you." His dad told him. "Just stay out of trouble."
"Sure." Gallus rolled his eyes as he finished his breakfast and Mat walked out of the room.
"All done!" He smiled. "And I got your binder and backpack!"
"Thanks bud!" Gallus smiled as he took his binder and backpack from Mat and started to look through it. He was disappointed.
"Guys, I don't need razor blades and knifes guys, it will get me kicked out." He sighed as he pulled out several knifes and razors blades from each.
"But we want you to be safe!" His brother complained.
"Yeah, I want to be safe as well, but this is different. I think pepper spray will be okay for the time being and we can go from there." Gallus sighed as he zipped up his stuff and put in his already packed lunch box, again from good will, from the fridge and grabbed a cup of water.
"Okay." Mat said bummed but immediately brighten back up. "Can you pick us up a mommy in the process?"
Gallus did a spit-take.
"No! I can’t do that! That will have to up to dad for that, sadly." He looked over to his father who had a sad face.
"Yup." He simply said before getting up towards the only bathroom.
"Hey dad, water is off halfway."
"Thanks." He turned the other way towards the garage.
"What does that mean?" Mat asked.
"Nothing." Gallus said, fulling knowing what that code meant, before he put the cup back on the drying rack and looked at his watch: 5:25.
"Time to go." He said as he got butterflies in his chest as he put his school stuff on him and went to his room and unplugged his flip phone and headed towards the garage where his father was heading back from turning the hot water back on.
"Heading out already?" He asked.
"Yup." Gallus have a sly smile.
His father came up and hugged him which caught Gallus off guard, but he returned it after a moment.
"Gallus Bacqué, go and make your mother proud." His father whispered before releasing his grasp and giving Gallus a shoulder pat before walking towards the shower.
"See you guys around 4-ish!" Gallus said as he continued to walk towards the garage but was stop as a grasp went around his waist.
"Good luck!" Mat said into rear, yeah... awkward.
"Thanks bud! Look luck at school as well." Gallus rubbed his brother's head before entering the garage where he ride greeted him in all of its glory.
A 2000 Toyota Camry, champagne in color, V6, and a 5-speed manual all for 1K and around 500 dollars’ worth of junk yard repairs but hey! It works.
Sighing in nervousness, he put his stuff in the second row and then manually opened the garage door where the fresh morning air of Oonaapaa washed into the garage. The fresh smell of plastic washed into the garage and marijuana as well, a crack head and a stoner this early? Gallus never thought twice about it.
He went into his seat and started the 1MZ-FE engine with the clutched pushed in and the V6 hummed to life. He put the car into reverse and carefully reversed out of the 2 car garage and passed his father's 1992 Silverado and then stopped once he was free of the garage. He parked the car and got out of it then manually closed the garage and locked it with his key before heading back.
"Well, all or nothing." He muttered before reversing out of the driveway and shifting the transmission into first gear.
The school was huge, Kings Ranch Memorial High School sat there in all its glory. Three stories and more glass than was Gallus knew what do with just sat there in the early rays of dawn. He put up his parking sign on the rear-view mirror, spot 517, and took a left turn where he was honked by a Ferrari also taking a right into the school.
"What?! You let me!!" Gallus yelled and almost flipped the Ferrari off but decided against the last part as he pulled into the high school with the Ferrari hot on his tail.
He finally made it to his parking spot where after he turned into his spot the Ferrari speed up and then turned into its spot on the other side of the road 6-10 spots down.
"Asshole." Gallus groaned as he pulled the hand break and turned off the car as another car pulled in right next to him on the driver's side.
He looked and saw a Mercedes-Benz pulling and the driver was looking at his car.
"What a loser." He mouthed as he parked the car and got out. "Glad I don't live next to him." He said as he locked the car and walked away.
By now, Gallus' face was red with anger before breathing himself calm and stepping out of the car and locking it.
He somehow made it to the entrance of his new school without getting a fight and in the process, saw at least 40 B.M.W.'s, an equal amount of Mercedes, and about about 10 cars that can be classified at uber-rich, like the asshole Ferrari. He knew he was outclassed and matched.
Gallus walked through the main entrance and smelled the smell of building and it was nothing like his old high school which smelled of mold and otherwise just smelly of displeasing odors. He looked at the modern designs of the high school and wondered why the place had to be so nice.
He saw the first period paper board nearby and found his name.
Bacqué, Gallus ###### Room: 1101
"Well, here goes nothing." Gallus said as he walked towards his first period, whatever it is.
It was 6th period and already, Gallus did not think the school was that bad. Right now, he was just walking to his last class that will take up the next two period: Welding. As he walked through the door, he saw he was the second person there with another green teen sitting at a desk. The teacher was nowhere in sight, not even the adjacent welding workshop had a sign of the teacher.
He looked at the projector board that had a seating chart and he had him right next to the other teen. He sat down without question and put his stuff on the floor.
"How are you doing?"
"Uh?" Gallus spoke his first words of the day when he saw the teen looking at him. "Good, as if everyone in here is." Gallus rolled his eyes.
"Uh, sure. Name's Sandbar."
Gallus looked up to the board: Samuel Barrett.
"Uh... Gallus and how did you get your nickname?"
"Well a combination of my name and the fact that I like to go to beaches so yeah..." His face reddened a little bit.
"Err... okay." Gallus said as he looked around the room. Nothing fancy, just 8 groups of 4 chairs and the shop, which is where the good stuff is. Too bad he cannot go and wonder the shop.
"Hey! It is the kid with the Camry!"
"WHAT?!" Gallus yelled as he turned around to see four boys looking at him and smiling.
"Yeah, what a loser." Another one said.
"Who's a loser?" A sudden female voice said. Everyone looked towards the closing door as the bell rung as a maroon woman walked in.
"Uh... nothing sir, I meant, ma'am." One of the boys said, quickly realizing his mistake.
"Good. Now, I am your Welding Instructor, Ms. Zuler, I will be here for the rest of the school year. Now, before I go any further, I will not be babying you and blah blah blah..."
That Night...
"Well, how was your day?" Mr. Bacqué asked as he took a bite out of his dinner.
"Eh, not bad," Gallus shrugged. "only one person had interest in me."
"Was it a girl?" His father asked.
"No! Why do you keep on saying that every time?"
"Because you need to find one and-."
"Dad, I am not forcing myself to do this."
"Well, maybe you can spot one out of the crowd." Mat suggested.
"As if that will ever happen." Gallus rolled his eyes as he ate another bit. "But hopefully, my day may go as smoothly as today."
The next day...
"Why do we have to this again Asshole Ferrari?!" Gallus yelled at the same red Ferrari as he pulled into the parking lot and parked the same as yesterday, the Ferrari tailgating him and then pulling his spot nearby.
As he got out of his car, he heard a voice behind him.
"Hmm... a Toyota Camry..." He turned around to see a pink and blue girl looking at his car before walking with a boy that looked nothing like her.
"Yeah... whatever." To which she nodded.
Gallus just sighed, it was going to be a long day.