New Guy

...POV James...

It was a Monday and I was already going to be late for class. So here I am, running in he rain trying to get to class on time. This was when I met him. I accidentally bumped into someone, in my rush to get to class I quickly apologized and ran off.

When I got to class my friend had saved a seat for me, thank god.

“What took you so long?” Sarah asked annoyed.

“I slept in by accident” I said nervously.

She hit me on the back of the head, “Dont be late next time, I won’t always be able to save you a seat”

“okay....Hey where’s the professor?” I asked.

“I think hes late, you sure are a lucky one” She said jokingly.

As soon as the professor walked into class everyone went silent, we were all scared of him.

“Today we have a new student” He said looking at the door. Everyone followed his gaze to the door and saw him, the new student.

“Dont be shy, come on in” He said in a welcoming tone. Since when was he this nice? I thought. The new student walked into the room cautiously.

“Why don’t you introduce yourself to the class, hm?” The professor said.

He looked down shyly, “h-hello, my name is Adam...” He seemed completely different from what I thought, I thought hat he would be a big jerk, considering his looks.

“Where are you from Adam?” The professor asked.

“I-I’m from T-Tokyo” He said. Everyone was pretty shocked, there were whispers heard all around the room from people gossiping, mostly girls.

One girl popped up from the back and asked, “So do you speak Japanese if you’re from Japan?”

He somewhat confidently replied with, “Yes I speak Japanese,” Everyone, but mainly girls, got exited, until he followed up with, “but I don’t speak very much English” Until then I hadn’t really realized it, but he did have a very distinct accent.

The professor was obviously prepared for him to say that and said, “Well we do have a student in this class who also speaks Japanese, he could help you out” When he said this he gave me a side glance, I knew he was talking about me.

“Who is it?” He asked curiously.

The professor pointed at me and said, “Why none other than our lovely James” He was obviously making fun of me, I mean it was true, but still.

Adam looked at me and asked, “Is it true?”

All I Did was look at him and nod, I hated being the center of attention.

Another girl popped up in the back and commented, “That’s not true!” Everyone was shocked, but I had seen this coming, “He speaks Korean, not Japanese.” She stated. Everyone looked at me so I simply replied with, “While I do speak Korean, I also speak Japanese” The girl immediately tried to defend herself by saying, “Well we don’t know that, and besides why are you so set on speaking Japanese? Do you want to spend time with the new guy that badly? Fucking f*g” The first part didn’t bother me, but the last part made me freeze up. I’d heard it before, but it still really hurt, I could never get used to it.

”Now that is enough! We only have one student who can speak Japanese, and you know it’s him! If you want to keep being immature then I would be happy to send you to the disciplinary office!” Most people were shocked, but I wasn’t, I had heard it all before. Someone calls me that and the teacher flips out and send them to the disciplinary office for foul behavior, it was nothing new. The girl immediately sat down and was silent.

“Moving on, Adam you can go and take a seat next to James” The professor said this as if nothing had happened. Adam complied and sat next to me.

Once class was over we had a 20 minute break until the second half of it began. Adam turned to me and said, “Dumbass teacher” in Japanese, probably assuming that I wouldn’t understand him. When I chuckled at his statement he looked shocked, “Y-you actually speak Japanese?” He asked, in Japanese, looking shocked. “Yes” I replied, also in Japanese. “Wow that was unexpected” he said not really talking to anyone specific (by the way when he talk to James, just assume it’s in Japanese, same goes for James when he talks to Adam). I replied, annoyed, with, “Why is it so shocking?” “S-Sorry, i didnt mean to offend you or anything” he said nervously. “It’s okay, I get that a lot” I said nonchalantly. “But you don’t look like you speak Japanese, or Korean for that matter” he stated. “Well my mom is Japanese but my dad is very white, but I only know Korean because my step-dad speaks it” I replied. I didn’t mean to tell him that much. “Oh, that makes more sense, but how is your English so good?” He asked. I wasn’t shocked by the question, but was very hesitant to answer it, “I guess I just picked it up from others” I lied, but I couldn’t tell him the truth. “Oh” was all he said, he could tell I was lying, I wasn’t very good at lying, but he didn’t want to pry.

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Authors note: hello :) this is my first time posting anything I’ve written so please don’t be too mean, also I don’t know if I’m gonna continue this story so...sorry if I don’t (but I probably will)

Word count: 906

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