Chapter 2 The Blonde Guy

Section A Senior Class Room:

The new guy entered the classroom not minding a single soul and went to an empty seat at the back of the class.

Some thug-looking guys came and stood in front of a guy who was sitting in front of him. There seemed to be a gang leader with his minion kind of situation. "Hey, glasses. I heard you warned my friend to stay away from you or else you will complain to the principal. Is it true?" the center of the group said, his tone was completely sarcastic. he had those aqua eyes with dark black hair. his cocky smile said all about him that he was nothing but a jerk.

The nerdy-looking guy just sat still on his chair not being able to say anything in front of those seeming thugs. "Now you will not even open your mouth, do I need to remind you who am I?" the new guy could not help but chuckle at the overly-used dialogue.

The blue-eyed guy was offended by his chuckle and now his whole attention diverted to him and the poor nerdy boy was thanking God internally.

"Oh... Oh... Oh... new guy, you seem quite young. Did you mistake our class as fresher's? Huh." he said and started to laugh along with his minions as if he had cracked a massive joke.

"It's not that I am quite young, it's you guys who look quite old. tsk, tsk, you guys should be college seniors, not high school's." the new guy said without any emotions on his face. The guy with that cocky smile raised his eyebrows, gritting his teeth in anger.

"You... You newcomer. Do you know who I am? I am Drake. The number one boxer of this school. You dare to mess with me." he landed his fist on the desk with anger building inside of him but the new guy did not even flinch or even blinked.

"You seem to have a misunderstanding of being the dominant one here." the new guy said nonchalantly, making Drake more than furious and he was about to say something but the teacher entered the classroom.

"I will see you later, looser." Drake said and moved away with his minions towards their seats and the new guy scoffed.

'You will regret it if you mess with me. Just wait I will show you what this young guy can do.' he thought to himself, glaring at the back of Drake. His after had strictly told him to not cause trouble at this school but he was short-tempered and if someone tried something, he was not going to sit still.

When the teacher was taking attendance, he came to halt.

"Ah, the new student. please come here." the new guy went to the front and stood obediently. Although he did not like guys around him, but he would never disobey someone much older than him just like he was taught to be.

"If you don't mind, please introduce yourself so all of us will know you better." said the teacher.

"Hello, my name is Mars." that was it, everyone looked at him weirdly while he was standing nonchalantly. The weird cricket noises of awkwardness could be heard at this moment.

"Hey, are you sure you are a guy, your body does not look like one." Drake said making nearly all the class laugh at his stupid joke.

"Drake I am giving you last warning if you mess up this time, it's detention for you for sure." said Mr. Stele, the homeroom teacher to drake, making him quiet and he just rolled his eyes crossing his arm.

"Mars you can go back to your seat." Mr. Stele politely said to Mars, the new guy and he went to his seat and sat down quietly. Mr. Stele was about to start his class but someone interrupted by coming late and to Mars's surprise it was no other than the hazel-eyed guy, mister number '99', with whom he did not have a very pleasing encounter in the morning.

"Well... well... Michael I have an idea of you thinking of my class as your home, coming and going as you please." Mr. Stele was surely angered by Michael's constant procrastinating behavior.

"Umm... Sorry, sir we had a club meeting." Michael gave his reasoning and to which Mr. Stele just sighed and allowed him to come in.

When Michael was going towards his seat, he saw that the same dude from the morning was sitting there minding his own business. "Get up, it's my seat." Michael said to Mars at which surprisingly Mars did not bicker and got up and settled down at another empty seat beside that one. Michael surely was astonished as he anticipated a comeback from the not-so-sturdy guy but Mars was surely not going to do anything stupid in front of a teacher.

As this scene was occurring a guy looking very elegant & having dark brown droopy eyes, blonde hair and quite a muscular body came into the class, and surprisingly Mr. Stele did not stop him. Surely, he was a model student and would not do anything stupid and reckless according to the teachers. The Blonde guy came to halt when he saw the new guy in his seat, Mars understood that he had again taken someone else's seat and was about to stand up but the blonde guy without any discussion sat on a different seat diagonal on the left to Mars.

'Huh, are there men like him alive who do not like to argue? wow.' Mars wondered and settled comfortably in his seat.

And without any further due Mr. Stele started his class.

After class Mr. Stele suggested Michael to tell Mars about the school and guide him about the clubs.

"Well. Brat you are stuck with me." Michael gave him a smirk at which Mars just rolled his eyes and waited for the next two classes to end for lunchtime, he knew that life was not going to be easy in this new school.