As you're running through the hall, you're quickly jerked back by your arm.
"And what are you doing here, little boy?", you hear a voice ask. Once the person turns you around, you see that she's a chubby, younger looking woman. She has the school's ID badge,but you don't recognize her at all. She must be new. "Looks like someone wandered into the wrong school", she said with a tone that adults would use when speaking to a young child
You sighed as she spoke to you. You were no stranger in dealing with substitutes. "Look, I know I look a lot younger, but I'm actually fourteen. I've got a genetic disorder that makes me appear younger and smaller than average. If you'll just get another one of the teachers, I'm sure they'll..." You were suddenly interrupted as she grabbed you by the arm and dragged you back to the door.
"C'mon, kiddo. I'll take you back to your school. The elementary bell hasn't rung yet, so you might not miss class."
You immediately started struggling, hoping to get out of her grip. You can't remember a time when you were in an elementary school where it ended without incident. "No! Will you just listen to me for one minute?! I'm a teenager!"
The new teacher just rolls her eyes. "Sorry, but I'm just a little bit smarter than that, little guy."
You continue struggling and whining as she drags you toward the front door. The elementary school is directly next door to the junior high (which meant that you had to avoid both Gary and Stevie after school). Gary was bad enough, but you had the chance that Mary or Andrew would save you from him over here. If Stevie or one of his friends managed to find you, you were a goner. The thought makes you put up even more of a fight, but all your fit has done is make you look even more childish.
Just as you reach the door, you notice Gary, the bane of your existence. You weren't too thrilled about asking your girlfriend's bully of a twin brother for help, but it was better than being taken to a school full of hyperactive little kids. The bully never helped you unless you did something for him in return. You'd rather not think about what he'd force you to do in exchange for helping you, but you were left with no other choice. "Gary! This lady thinks I'm a little kid! Tell her I go to school here!", you yell at him, getting his attention. He smirks as he walks over to you, a wicked gleam in his eye.
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