It was Friday at noon, and I was ready to get out of school; all the work put on me was becoming tiring, all I wanted to do was hang out at the General Store and get some money for a cake, just 'cause I felt like it.
The high school students were just waiting for the announcement to get out of school forever and become an adventurer of runescape like their hero, Zezima.
"I want to be just like Zezima!" someone said.
"Me too! I'm gonna be the first of all of ya to get to a level 100!" another said.
"Wanna bet?! I think I'll get to it first!" another said.
"It's on!"
Endless conversation about becoming an adventurer was spreading like a cold around the school.
"Hey Hurr, heads up!" someone threw a gnomeball at my face.
"Yo, quite it!" I yelled.
The people began to laugh at me, then the principle came to our room and said, "School's out, get outta here!"
The students rose from their seats, threw their pieces of paper, and sprinted out of the room, into the hallway, and out the school. I was the last to leave because I kept getting pushed around by the people. I did have a good personality as a true gangster then, but I didn't illegally practice my strength like some others did, which ment I was pretty weak. I wasn't a nerd though, I was actually voted the most popular in the school every year, I even chose my own gangster cloths.
"Hey Hurr! What up?" someone called.
"Sup Homey!" I replied.
I didn't have any real friends there like I did on my old island, but I did have a good advantage of crashing into parties and no one caring. No one actually knew I was a survivor from that holocaust, not that it was secret.
"Wanna hang at my place tonight? I got unlimited pizza for that night only!"
"Naa, I'm gonna just sit around and watch people go by," I said, no one even knew I worked at that General Store. Sometimes though, I would go stand by the Lumbridge Guide and chat with him. He would tell me all these great stories of how he helped Zezima once.
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