Walking to school early today was a relief. I'd do anything to avoid anyone right now. I've really just gotta sit outside, look for a kid with white hair. I don't know many people with white hair, that are under sixty at least. John didn't give me much about him, not even his grade. If the kid is alright, I could introduce him to Red.

  I take a seat on the bench near the front door. I believe he was coming in the bus. The bus can be te sometimes, so I'm gonna be missing second period too. I just wanted to this to get out of first. The teacher. Mrs. Patel is even worse than John at times. Always in my business. But not in a good way unlike John. John actually cares for me and my mom, and other students. She doesn't. She hates me, I can tell.

  As all the buses arrive I scan all the kids for white hair. I spot Red but not the new kid.

  "Yo, Red over here." I yell out.

  "Hey man, why are you out here so te?" Red asks, "Were you really waiting for me?"

  "No, I got stuck touring another kid. Tell me if you see white hair."

  "He has white hair." Red says, "That's the only thing John told you?"

  "Well, how many people do you know have white hair."

  "Like seven."

  "Grandparents don't count."

  Another bus pulls into the parking lot and a rge group of kids comes crashing out of the bus. One of them, having white hair. I sit for a few extra seconds waiting for him to come near me. He's almost at the door when I bolt up and talk to him.

  "Hey uh, you Wick?" I ask.

  "Yeah, you must be..." Wick says.

  "I'm your tour guide. Call me Cal."

  Wick has a very rich personality. He's a little shy. But the moments i spent with him he was pretty nice. He was a cool kid. I showed him around the school. The location of his csses, where the gym is, the cafeteria. Introduced him to some people. When we were done I had just barely got out of second period.

  "Alright Wick, you got everything?" I ask.

  "Yeah, I should be pretty good, thanks for everything." He answers.

  "See you around then, I got someone you gotta meet soon. Probably at lunch." I add.

  I rush over to third period. My seat is on the very left side of the css. Two seats to the right and there's Red. Right in the middle of us is the fat ass. His real name is Axel. But i call him things like fat ass, fatty, and fatso. It pisses him off. And i get a quick ugh.

  This period is English. I don't care much for this css. I'll take the B. I have As and Bs in my other csses already. I'm pretty smart I'd say. And with that comes being able to sleep. In most of my csses. I sleep extra in English. It's just so boring.

  I put my head down and close my eyes. I feel something tugging on me. So I put my head up and open my eyes. All I see is sky. for miles, it looks as if I'm hundreds of miles in the sky. Free falling straight to the ground. How did I get here. Am I gonna die. I must be dreaming. I hear screams, two to be exact. I don't know where it's coming from. Slowly the ground below starts to appear. It quickly Becomes closer. I sm into it.