chapter 02
Renyaka
I hold my books together has I walk along the neatly paven road to school .
Everything is quite and there is a very valid reason I am extremely late , because my mother was to busy scolding me for the parent letter she found rather than just letting it go , it was no use the parents meeting was all done and dusted yesterday.
My world has we know it the year 2080 is quite the different one , it's all divided into but three categories, 'The Elite' I'm sure the phrases speaks for itself , the rich people and the bragging status , they have the best buildings , most amazing houses and ofcourse money to spend for eternity , then we have "The Civils" that's where I come from the Civils is much more of a broader spectrum it encompasses people of many backgrounds, even some of the wealthy who choose to live a much peaceful life . Not to far from history our categories remains part of the early years . The Civils is made up of farmers , daily workers who worked for the civil , the poor who could not feed themselves or shelter themselves , designers , writers and so the list continued on , but you would know the difference a wall seperated everyone except the school. Oh how could I forget 'The Outlaws' these were the unique people they came with martial artist , activist, government you would always see the outlaws and the elites together but not the civil , only on rare occasions would you see the outlaws here , our land behind the walls is of peace .
Peace somehow, some way I feel it's all about to be whirled into a crazy storm that might change everything forever.
We are not born into elite , civil or outlaws on our seventeen birthday we must choose a path , a path that easily becomes our lifestyle .
If you are well at earning money then they give you a job with the elites and after a while, those people may visit and after more time it's like they didn't exist or rather we didn't exist . They rather remain behind the wall . Parents forgotten and place of birth forgotten.
Every sector is just like this nothing changes the cycles keeps going on .
Elicivlaw High is a school smacked in the middle of all sectors , where those from all three sectors report , it's the menu of selection for the Council . This is made up of governors who control all three sectors . I hate them! I hate them all they are just a mere excuse for equality and peace , if I could help it I would kick the arse of politics any day .
Peace and more peace they say , my friends on the council if you need anymore peace we will all fade into silence . We will start writing words instead of saying them , we will start acting out our thoughts rather than writting them or speaking them and yes most of all we would vent out our frustration by Killing you all multiple times inside our head . How's that for the reality check on peace and more peace .
Politics is an excuse to just play with people , no matter how good they claim to be, when shit gets real they are never present or in some case it's like the people of politics have so righteously gathered sand in their eyes they cannot see clear .
There's no point in giving them a pair of spectacles . You know how it's said 'you can give a man a pair of glasses and still he can be blind ' but show them money and suddenly their eyes has been restored and vision clear as day , it's almost magical.
Suddenly I hear footsteps behind me I turn around to see his chubby cheeks full blown cherry red he juggles his books and his bag is almost falling of his shoulder god help Yonker .
"W ..wait " he barely gasps as he runs , he is sight to laugh at usually he is always late. how stupid of me to think I was alone , I'm never alone when Yonker is around .
"Oh come Yonker run a little faster we already so late " he rolls his eyes at me .
His brown hair and blue eyes sparkles and his pale white skin is flushed he speed walks to me till he is next to me and we continue our journey to school. "WE. ARE. NOT LATE " I roll my eyes at his voice "it's 7:30 am jeez schools starts at 8:30am RENYAKA you just want to stare at Tenkan from the corner "
I stop in my tracks how does Yonker know about that , a blush covers my caramel coloured cheeks , that was a secret spot I guess the cats out of the bag now .
"Shut up Yonker you don't know anything" he smiles and pulls out a chocalate bar from his pocket and pulls down the wrapper and bites and chewing so disgustingly god save Yonker with his crazy wonkers . I giggle people have crazy names for Yonker . Yonker the donker , Yonker and his wooly wonkers .
"I just stare it's not a big deal wonker ..I mean Yonker" slip of tongue .
He glares at me and I gnore him completely and through the corner of my eye I glare at his chocalate ,my mouth waters looking at his chocalate that smooth sweet taste of Cocoa but I shrug it of and walk all the way too school. No use asking Yonker wonker here he will never share . We walk to the school the gates is open and I stare at the ground at my black shoes.
All the children are talking about something , something new and also same things old , The elites always have new stories sometimes I wonder if it's all true , you know we are never actually there to see for ourselves . They be like 'we have lions as pets ' and then to make it even more weird and fake ' we don't eat the vegetable from farms we buy them from a reputable store ' the more rich the more stupid I guess because obviously the vegetable had to be grown on a farm and packaged to go to a store maybe theirs grew on their arse , no wonder why they head is always up there.
I chuck away the thoughts and my ear catches the sounds of girls giggling and sighing , it must be him it's always him Tenkan Torreign hailing from one of the most rich families in the Elite his parents are higher than the council they are one of rulers of the country we live in and hence Every girls wants in his pants and I am one of the embarrassingly so , I would never admit it though it's top secret only Yonker donker has suspicion which I have not yet confirmed .
Tenkan Torreign is something different altogether he looks more delicious than Yonkers smooth chocalate bar , I lick my lips just thinking of him , I wonder when had they become so dry in his thoughts .
Tenkan is mere example of a true fact , he shouldn't be a boy because he looks like a man , a boy is lean and sometimes skinny or chubby like Yonker but Tenkan is none of that , he is 6ft 9 that's like almost seven foot does anyone know high that is I am 5ft 1 it's a joke on me .
His one hand can cover my small face , oh the glory of been short and tiny well not too tiny somethings on me are definitely not tiny .
He has this alluring eyes , I'm not joking seriously I just want to stare and stare more and maybe some more , it's cerulean blue with a hint of emerald green and grey flecks how awesome is that and so one in a million . His skin is pale compared to my caramel complexion , he doesn't look sixteen he looks twenty six or so , he has muscles to go on for days , there wouldn't be enough time for me to run my small palms across his broad shoulders or his brawny chest just to see how he feels .
His legs can go on for miles I didn't mention his height , it's like two tree trunks , I bet if I sit there I might be the weight of a feather I rather not though , feathers are meant to fly away I would opt for a much rather permanent position .
His lips they look so soft and pink adding zest to his pale complexion , it's like the strawberries on our land , every time I look at the strawberries I wonder if his lips will taste that great . His hair is ice blond and I'm surprised it's not white completely, it's not short it's thick and shiny like the moon it reaches just below his shoulders .
Straight and so silky he always has some hair tied up in a ponytail ,his hair is not like mine a afro Of chocalate curls.
Black eyebrows thick and well defined shape he has big almond eyes and thick black eyelashes everything about him adds to his appearance nothing lacks short or nothing is too much , it's like the ancient tale of a girl named Cinderella and the perfect glass slipper and how it fit , Tenkan is just born perfect.
Everytime I think about him I get tingles in my palms and it turns a little sweaty , my cheeks must be pink because when I imagine him I'm always blushing , but if you ask me I will definitely tell it's the amount of walking that's exhausting me .
"Tenkan and maxima make the hottest couple , I heard he went all night " my stomach plummets to a horrible feeling of disgust what's so great about maxima .
Maxima is also from the sector Elite , I guess the rich dig the richer , I huff and flare my nose in anger .
Maxima is tall about 5ft 8 so I'm sure Tenkan doesn't mind she has the perfect long hourglass figure very ample breast and and a booty that gets more marks than Mr Wilderinks Math spot tests . She has those beautiful green eyes and a beautiful flawless fair skin , she wears the best clothes and never a day has gone by where she hasn't worn heels , doesn't her feet pain.
Maxima is like the wind she flows in any direction according to the moment of benefit . Arrrgh I just don't like her ,
'you don't like her because she's got Tenkan and you know what it's called envy child'
that weird voice in my head! oh you shut up just shhhhhh , I am not envious of maxima that's just crazy . She can fly anywhere she likes I just don't care.
Walking through the hallway is annoying because you hear everyone's comments even when you don't . Talk about noise pollution.
I see a girl in brown hair she is wearing a purple t shirt and jeans she goes to say
"Tenkan and maxima is the best couple ever " clearly brainwashed by sadness of not having anyone .
The comments and whispers follow
"Tenkan and maxima's parties rock do you think I'll get a invite this week " No!!! ofcourse you won't , have you ever seen Tenkan inviting anyone it's always maxima and her elites.
"Tenkan bought a new car Maxima got the first ride " my dear dork friend from another world maxima rides anything that's worth of riding .
"Maxima's figure is just gorgeous and all natural " what! whose mama bluffed you girl , you know she is covered in plastic surgery , how blind can you be .
I quickly march to the locker , and I am stumping my feet angrily why ?
Because all the way I have heard Tenkan and maxima , Tenkan and maxima , Tenkan and maxima !!! For the love of Chocalate can everyone just shut up and do what we are actually supposed to do in school , which is study not worry about the tank and skank.
I look at my time table yes first time for the day I can smile it's Mr Wilderinks maths class . I love math it's my favorite subject because I get to sit all alone . Yes my loneliness is my solitude , I grab the books and I neaten my uniform .
Our uniform for girls is black shoes and white knee high socks and red skirts with a white top and black tie , yes stocking is a option . It's supposed to be decent but now the skirts has turned into underwear I guess . Black flats into high designer heels . Now if one must know my skirt is to my knees I'll have no indecent man putting his eyes where it doesn't belong. My shirt all buttoned up to the collar abd my tie right on spot center of my collar all prim neat and crisp.
I grab my books and get to class I smile no one is here yet all alone . The bell rings and students start to tumble in groaning in annoyance that on Monday morning the first class had to be math.
"Take your seats And quieten down " everyone takes their books out and Mr Wilderinks writes a new equation "this week I will be pairing you with partners you will be assigned new projects now this is the equation of the week who solves this one first score 5 extra marks on the assignment tinker tinker kids " I smile I definitely want five marks but what I don't want is a partner , I sigh in sadness "now class I want to explain that your new assignment will...." The door barges open and maxima and her girls pour in and ofcourse Tenkan and his buddy .
"Pathetic tinkers take your seats , oh not you Mr Torreign you come here I have reserved a special seat for you " something flops within me there's only three seats two in the back on next to me . No please don't Mr Wilderinks I'm you sweet Student .
"Mr Torreign if we had to discuss your marks my grandmother with faint in astonishment now please make your way to the front Next to Ms fredriola " the teacher resumes his writting Tenkan been him just stands there all his muscles big extremely buff muscle stretch his t-shirt to the core "who is that ?" His rough rough deep voice send zings of shiver to my core.
I want to melt and disappear right now , invisiblise into the thin air . Mr Wilderinks turns around and pushes his glasses up his nose almost has tall has Tenkan he points to me , and Tenkan turns and those eyes stare back at mine .
"Right" he comes to sit next to me and his lips is tight . I can smell his perfume . Do you know what we look like Dreamy and mini . His brawny arm is so hug it takes up so much space where is my book going to go . I roll my eyes , oh God of chocolate why did you do this to me . This is beyond unfair I guess I just have to be silent and non existent . What Mr Wilderinks say next pissed me off like hell "Oh yes Ms fredriola Mr Torreign is your new assignment partner and like always I expect great work from you " and like always I could smack you so hard you'll wonder why your name is Wilderinks I can't have him has a partner I'll fail because everything goes haywire in my body , how does that old Wilderinks expect me to concentrate.