Chapter 7: Midtown High

Chapter 7: Midtown High

No one really bothered me on the bus. Why would they, I was clearly trying to not bother with anyone there.

I was pretty built for a 16 year old, at 182 cm (6 feet for the Americans), and had been working out with a decent diet.

I had more muscle than most non professional student athletes.

I currently had a buzz cut.

Why? I feel like it's the best way to be Low-key.

Right now, we were currently almost at school, and I had to say it looked…decent?

I don't know how to describe it, I went to a private school in my previous life with air conditioning literally everywhere.

It felt like I was in a hotel and not school in the past, but now it felt more…resalistic?

Anyways, we all got off the bus and left to go into our respective classes.

There were sign-boards around to lead the new kids to specific classes, and I moved towards mine.

When I did enter, I saw no one related to cannon in my classroom which was sort of to be expected.

I decided to continue being Low-key, so I sat at the closest place possible to the teacher, in front of his desk.

Usually in classrooms, those who sit in front of the teachers just disappear into the background because they cannot talk with anyone.

Just as I thought, my plan had worked. People went into class and completely ignored me.

However, I did have a small problem, it seems like, my horny and perverted thoughts had followed me into this world.

As I looked at my homeroom teacher called Mrs Johnson come into my room, I could not help but admire her beautiful body.

With D-Cup sized tits and a firm ass, she looked really sexy. She had beautiful blond hair which was tied into a messy bun and an extremely attractive face.

"Alright class, I am your homeroom and English teacher Mrs Johnson. Since today is the first day of school, just go around introducing yourself to everyone here so we can get to know each other more." She said, "Just state your name, age, hobbies and any goals."

And we did just that and I was the first one to introduce myself since I am the closest one to the teachers table.

"My name is Ben, I am 13 this year. My hobbies are playing sports and reading books and my goal is to work at Stark International." I said.

I wanted to make it seem like I am a typical American student but I did not know how to exactly behave as I have never studied in America.

Soon, the class moved on and we had student orientation for the 1st half of school.

After lunch, we started to meet our new teachers.

From my understanding, soon we will be given separate timetables. I had signed up for literally every single AP class available for the sciences and mathematics.

I had also seen that the school seemed to be lazy of sorts. While talking a little with the students who took similar classes to me, they mentioned that they knew seniors which said the teachers just reuse their test papers.

As school ended, a group of guys called me to go to the basketball tryouts with them, to which I did.

I decided I would build up a good portfolio to get into Stark Technologies. If I do make it there, I will be able to get close to the main cast and have resources for some future projects I have in mind.

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Basketball try-outs were...easy? They did not really test our skill level, only our fitness, which was relatively okay for me, who had been working out frequently.

The vitality stat also helps in this case.

After that, I also signed up for the student council.

Managing 2 might seem hard, but not for me.

While I used to be a procrastinator...that really cannot happen to the current me.

Everyone second I slack, I think about my family, and how worried they must be about losing me.

Well…apparently they shouldn't be worried at all.

But I couldn't help but be heartbroken at the thought. The thought that genuinely nobody cares that I had died.

It doesn't matter much, I just need to work hard and I will eventually go back to that universe.

When I do, I need to find the Time-Stone there and turn back time to go back and meet my parents, act as if I have never left.

Hopefully the infinity stones are strong enough to stop my erasure from the records of the omni-verse.

If they're not, I'll just find an omni-stone or some bullshit. I refuse to believe there wasn't a way.