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Chp. 2. The fresh meat
At midnight Ryan woke up to a terrifying dream that was haunting him since his father's death. He was sweating and his face turned pale.Ryan tried to go back to sleep but no avail. He kept staring at his room's ceiling and eventually cried himself to sleep.

In the morning the alarm clock was ringing nonstop flashing the time 7:45 am. Ryan had once again slept in and was late for his school and the class was going to begin in the next 20 minutes. He quickly dumped the books from the table into his backpack and ran downstairs. "Look's like Ryan is late on his first day", his brother stated. "Here comes Ryan running downstairs as fast as he can...and a)is he going to trip and have a really bad fall or b)would just land on both of his feets commented his mother". Ryan saved himself from tripping grabbed his p&j sandwich and slammed the door behind him. "Look's like someone just owes me 25$", said his mother with a bright smile. "Here you go mother, can't believe I lost the bet again, said Ryan's brother. "Ohh Eddie, you will win the next time." replied his mother.

Ryan ran like a lightning bolt and he took some shortcuts to reach school on time. On his way he saw a dog, who looked tired and hungry: he gave the dog his breakfast and reached the school campus at 8:10. He quickly caught his breath and proceeded to pacing in the corridor. Ryan glanced at his watch for a moment and saw the Dean coming from the other end of the corridor. He quickly sat on the empty desk of the classroom nearest to him before the Dean could see him or anyone else. He was lucky enough as nobody had seen him enter the class and the teacher was writing something on the board and Ryan just pretended that he was listening to the lecture.

The Dean walked right by his class and was dashed by a student who came running from the corridor. It seemed as if the dean was scolding him but Ryan was not able to hear anything. The other student had just flashed some kind of Id and the dean just gave a nod and walked away.
A few minutes later he heard someone whispering and upon searching for the direction of the noise he saw the same student crouching on the ground and he asked Ryan to scoot over as he was sitting on his place. The bench was big enough for two students to sit. The two didn't talk for a while and finally the silence was broken by the student. He said," you look like the new kid on the block and I am Jack Johnsons".
Ryan replied yeah I just moved into this neighborhood one week ago and I am Ryan Jacksons and continued staring at the board. Ryan asked him, "what did you show to the dean?" Jack said,"it was just a hallway pass but I am lucky enough as the dean didn't go through my fake one and I guess as you are the new kid you might not know the schedule." "Oh shoot I completely forgot about it and I guess I am attending the wrong class", said Ryan whispering. "Don't worry you are sitting in the right class and Mr. Hoffman is the physics teacher for this year," said Jack.

The class ended and both of them were walking down the hallway to go to their next class. "Look's like the fresh meat is walking down the hallway", yelled a boy who was standing in front of their lockers along with the two other boys. "Ohh boy, think of trouble and here comes the trouble,"Jack whispered under his breath. Well it didn't took long for Ryan to figure out that these are the jackass students of his new high school. He just kept his calm and continued walking along with Jack. But then someone stopped Ryan and then yanked him behind by his shoulder."Where do you think you are going?",asked one of the three boys. Ryan continued staring at them and didn't say even a word. "Well we're going to Mrs. Linda's english class",said Jack with a grin on his face. And one of these boys caught Ryan by his collar and whispered in his ears,"As you are the fresh meat here you need to pay the price for it-...". All the students were looking right at them and were interrupted by the school bell. "See you later duffer", yelled one of those three boys.

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to be continued.