Part One

I walk out on the sidewalk, the bipolar weather of Utah still present. Yesterday it was mid-70s, now in the 40s, and declining rapidly. I keep my head down trying not to get attention. I recently learned about this "school" thing and how every youth in it must attend it. I suppose I look like I am young. Technically, SPWs reach full maturity at 300 so I am a youth. I have noticed that being 284 isn't normal on this Earth, or whatever this planet is called, most of these objects, unlike SPWs, are mortals and only live to their 80s on average. Lucky. 

 But now, I am forced into this "School" thing. There are twelve grades in total, and they decided to put me into ninth. I have no idea what half of the things they are talking about are, it is just a ramble of something called Math, Science, English, etc. Some of the "teachers" say that I speak English fluently, and are confused about how I know it so well if it isn't my native language. When I say that my native language is Mecoloriam, they look at me like I am insane. 

My thoughts are scattered by a small rustling in the bushes. I turn around swiftly and look. There isn't anything too obvious, but I see some sort of discoloration in the bush. More of a neon green instead of a forest. Odd. I move over to the bush and look at it with curiosity. "Who is there?" I mutter, looking at the bush. 

A tall Magnifying glass sits up, a neon green, like I had seen somewhat before. He looks at me and sighs. "Hello! You're coming with me!" Before I can react, he presses my two side buttons simultaneously, and like I always do when it happens, I Blackout.