...t out of the bus
before he disembarked. The two girls had already ruined his otherwise
cheery mood for the morning. Surprisingly, no one taunted or called
him names on their way out of the bus. They left silently single
filed too busy greeting their friends to notice anything unusual.
Joel picked up his umbrella feeling parts of the paintball gun rub
against his ribs. It was no use in complaining the bus driver and
anyone else who saw him would notice he had brought a weapon to
computer whiz! The bus driver announced to him before closing the
doors after him. He nodded waiting for the crowd to disperse to their
respective classrooms for the morning. He checked his watch; it was
7:40 AM, only twenty minutes until first period. He had wished his
friends were there with him. Sitting underneath a classroom window,
Joel began observe the students one by one trying to pinpoint who had
taunted him and who hadnt. The two girls from the bus earlier had
already disappeared into the mostly indoor school. Grumbling he knelt
than crouched low on the ground. No one paid attention to him or
cared to. For him it was a good thing, no one would harass him. There
were teachers walking in and out of crowds of students telling them
not to miss their assignments or be late for first period.
Occasionally, several students nodded or said,Mm...