1 Chapter 1

Okay, so how do we start this? My name is Anthony Marcus or Tony Marcus (or maybe anti-social freak) and this is the story of how a fifteen year old idiot became a professional (fairly) detective. I've always wanted to be a detective when I was younger. Let me drop into specific details, I'm a ginger haired, 5ft, thin postured, white, fifteen year old who lives with his parents in london (and yes I'm an only child). Okay let's get into the story, I do what I normally do everyday, go to school, with my bestie and come back with him. But that day was different, in a weird sense. I headed earlier than usual but before I left I told him (my bestie) through a text, he said he would meet up. I took my bike and I headed to school. On my way I had a flat and I had to pump it. That made me very late. When I got to school I met my bestie, Travis. Travis Bakerman, age 15, height 6ft, dark skinned,  dark hair with tinted tips, living in the next street  close to mine with his mother, and my best friend in the world. We were friends when we were eight, he lived close to my house then. He told me;

"You are late"

"I'm sorry" i said.

"My tyres went flat" I continued saying.

"Oh okay" he said.

"Why the change of hair" I asked him.

"Nothing,I just felt like"

Well I knew he was lying. Travis is very insecure about everything that since last week, Travis has been seen moving around with the "cool kids" . The school bell rang and I went straight to physics class.

In my school, we dont have bullies, instead we have people who troll others ( we still call the bullies). My troll was Justin Acker. 6ft just like Travis, white skinned, brown hair as well as his eyes, built body and surprisingly, the best student in physics. Suddenly as I entered the class he came to me and said;

"Hey tweeb"

"Leave me alone" I said.

"And what if i don't" he flared at me.

Well that day I was done with all that shit. He had gone on for too long and that was starting to piss me off. Really badly. I shouted at him, telling him that he had no other job than to torment me every single day during home room or physics ( we don't have home room on fridays) that he should stop being a dick everyday and just leave. I knew I was dead at that moment because  i called him a dick,  but before he could respond,our physics and home room teacher (Mr Coby) came in.

"Listen up" he said.

"I have some news for all of you" he continued saying. Little did I know that news was going to change my life forever.

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