"See you later, Sam! Hahahaha!"
Sam Johnson groaned as he packed up his things and left the school grounds. Getting away from those jerks couldn't come fast enough. Oh, how he hated being around those guys.
"They really don't have anything better to do."
Sam was a pretty good guy at school. Nothing really spectacular, but he did well enough in school. He was kind of introverted for the most part, but he got good grades to compensate for that. He was a typical good boy in every sense of the word, other than the fact that he didn't have many friends. In fact, his "nerdiness" and lack of friends seemed to make him a suitable targeting for bullying. Especially to the guy just laughing at him. His name was Kam, and he and his little gang certainly tried their hardest to make things miserable for him, and he hated them as a result. It had gone on since he got to high school.
Well, at least the ride on the bus home from school was a reprieve, since he didn't have to deal with Kam or anyone like that on the way. He sat in his usual seat on the bus, not talking to anyone of interest. He just sat in thought at the neighborhoods zoomed by, waiting for his particular stop. Nothing new, nothing strange, just typical life.
"I'm home!" he called as he got inside.
"Hello Sam," his mom said from the kitchen, already getting dinner started. "Did you have a nice day?"
"It was same as usual," Sam shrugged, smiling a bit at his mom. "I'm going to go up and start on me homework."
At least that got his mind off of things, doing homework that is. Sure it was boring, but it was enough. He went through his routine, dropping his shoes off at the front, heading upstairs towards his room, and settling everything from his backpack on to his desk. Just normal stuff. Things just kind of seemed to blur from there. He'd do homework, his sister would heckle him a bit on it, and then he would get called down for dinner. They'd ask more questions, and he'd answer truthfully.
"Ugh, why can't something just go my way for once?" he groaned after dinner, the night already settling in the sky.
He looked up at the stars, seeing them all above him. Some naive part of him kind of wanted to believe in fairy tales, where you could wish and get what you needed most in life. Heh, if only that were true.
Still...what else did he have to lose?
"I wish those guys would stop bothering me," he stated simply, before turning to his covers and hitting the hey.
Little did he know about the implications of what had just happened.
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