A Dream...
A Dream is something people desire
Something people want
Something people try to achieve
Some are insane and some are small
The one thing dreams have in common
Is that its something people strive for.
"LEO!" I stood up in class "oh, so your Leo, I am you homeroom teacher Mr. Raze, welcome to my class, now would you mind introducing yourself?"
"Sure, I am Leo, I am looking forward to being here and learning with you all, I have a habit of sleeping, but I will try not to in class." Some of the kids in the back of the class snorted.
Mr. Raze sighed "Ok, but make sure you stay awake in my class, because you need to pass this year, if you don't, you won't graduate."
"Yeah sleepy head you better not fail." A red head chuckeld. As I sent him a glance i started to scan him, he definitely wasn't weak, he looked to be 10, but everyone in this class is 8, he definitely was the strongest physically.
Now that Leo looked closer, he had red spiky hair with crimson eyes, so he most likely was a fire user. That wasn't all, he had striking muscles and a big chest, showing he must work out often, he also had a sharp angled face, and likely was what the girls would call handsome.
As Leo was about to look away the red spotted Leo staring at him, "what are you looking at punk" he hissed "you, wasn't that obvious" Leo replied, he looked surprised, probably since a ""weakling"" like Leo was talking back at him.
Mr. Raze noticed the tension, not wanting the first day of school to be ruined, he looked at the red head, who now seemed to be a bit angry and embarrassed, "since you are so talkative, why don't you introduce yourself" Mr. Raze said. With that, the red head stood up, put a confident smirk on his face, and stated boldly "with pleasure."
"Hello everyone, my name is Mark Timothy, I am looking forward to hanging out with you guys," he stopped took a deep breath and then continued "since I am the strongest in the class (or atleast he thought) I am expecting to get great respect from every student in this class."
As he finished his speech, chatter instantly insued, "wait is he from the Timothy family?" someone whispered a little to loud. "I have to get on this man's good side" some other person from across the room loudly told his desk mate. "Wait, i can't belive i am in the presence of some so high in the social ladder" some tall skinny boy added.
After hearing all of this Marks confidence doubled, instantly looked at Leo to see his reaction. "So what do you think of me now, you gonna bow till your knees and apologize, or what?"
Leo looked him dead in the eyes, unfazed by their classmates staring, then spoke "but you lied, why would I be scared of a liar?" Mark seemed startled 'everyone would bow down to him at this point, what is wrong with this kid, thinking he is cool or something, so weird.'"what do you mean I lied" Mark retorted he had thought carefully to what he said and didn't see a single lie among his statements.
"It quite simple really" Leo sighed calmly "you said you were the strongest, thats straight bull, I could beat you on a fight, anywhere, anytime, so long as your prideful family doesn't interfere."
Mark looked stunned "do you know who I am?" "I have a wild guess" Leo said still calm and indifferent which just seemed to piss off Mark even more,
"yeah right if you knew you would poop yourself right and right now"
"Ok then, atleast let me guess" Leo sighed, clearly annoyed at Mark, "considering you have red hair, red eyes and that shamless attitude, am guessing you are closely related to a Duke, let's see, a duke with red hair, red eyes, the fire ability, ahhh ha your mother must be Duke Matthew Ryeins daughter, am I correct?"
"Lucky guess but I bet you don't know who my father is" Leo rolled his eyes, he put his index finger, put jt in the center of his forehead and was in deep thought, "let me see, since you are a [Timothy], you are most likely Andrew Timothy's son" Mark looked furious, with that Leo stole marks confident smirk and sat back down like nothing happened.