Atticus's Odyssey: Reincarnated Into A Playground novel Chapter 2

Chapter 2: Atticus

A piece of chalk zipped through the air, striking a young boy squarely on the head, causing him to stumble.

"Pay attention and stop staring at the clock, Atticus!" A deep and stern voice echoed through the classroom, eliciting laughter from the other students in the class room.

Atticus, rubbing his head in pain, turned his gaze toward a middle-aged man with a rotund figure.

"Sorry, Mr. Solder," he offered an awkward smile as he scratched his head.

"It better not happen again!" Mr. Solder scolded, then resumed teaching the class.

"Damn, that hurts," Atticus muttered irritably.

His annoyance grew when he heard a chuckle beside him, and he turned to find his friend, Max, struggling to stifle his laughter.

"Yeah, yeah, laugh at my pain, you bastard," Atticus grumbled, which only seemed to amuse Max even more.

"What's wrong with you today?" Max inquired after his laughter subsided. However, Atticus simply smiled and faced forward, not offering a response.

Being friends with Atticus since childhood, Max could easily sense when something was up.

Suddenly, a look of realization crossed his face. "Oh, you're finally getting some action today!"

Max's voice was meant to be a whisper but carried throughout the entire classroom, earning him a few smirks and giggles from their classmates.

"Is there something you'd like to share, Walker?" Mr. Solder asked with a stern expression.

Realizing his blunder, Max immediately covered his mouth with his hand and shook his head.

"Maybe detention will change your mind then," Mr. Solder remarked, causing Max's expression to turn somber.

Atticus couldn't help but chuckle, but his amusement quickly faded when Mr. Solder continued, "You too, Atticus."

"Bu-" before he could complain, a stern glance from Mr. Solder silenced him. He shot Max glare who turned his face away in embarrassment.

Atticus sighed and he resumed his impatient watch of the clock.

'Since I already have detention, I might as well do as I like,'

After one excruciating hour, the bell rang, signaling the start of the break.

Atticus wasted no time, he leaped from his seat and bolted out of the classroom, leaving behind a furious Mr. Solder, "Atticus!"

His voice echoed in the hallway, but Atticus didn't slow down or even glance back. He moved swiftly through the corridor, wearing a broad grin on his face.

Atticus passed by fellow students, ignoring their greetings entirely. His sole focus was on reaching his destination as quickly as possible.

Today was a special day for Atticus, the day he had been eagerly waiting for – the day he would finally kiss his girlfriend, Kira.

But how had their story begun?

It was in a very classic way; in one of the most frequently used romantic plots, they bumped into each other, and their hands brushed while retrieving her scattered books from the floor.

Atticus was generally laid-back, approaching life with logic and straightforwardness.

As a senior in high school, he held popularity among his peers, but he had never been drawn to having a girlfriend due to his lack of interest in anyone.

However, when he laid eyes on Kira, something within him stirred. It was an unfamiliar sensation, causing his heart to race.

He couldn't help but wonder, 'Is this because it's the first time I've held a girl's hand?'

Gathering his composure, he mustered the courage to ask her out. Surprisingly, she agreed, setting into motion a relationship that had continued to thrive.

Although Atticus had made attempts to progress their relationship physically, Kira's shyness and reluctance had often put a pause on their romantic advances.

Yesterday, they had made a bet – a wager that, if Atticus won, she would have to kiss him.

As fate had it, he emerged victorious. And today, he anticipated that the promise would be fulfilled. He would make sure of that!

He and Kira had separate class schedules, so they planned to meet during break, and he was moving towards their meeting point as if his life depends on it.

After a minute of brisk walking, Atticus finally arrived at the location, beneath the chairs in the football stadium.

He wasted no time and pulled a breath spray from his pocket, administering it five times into his mouth.

"Cough, cough. Damn, that was too much," he muttered, taking a moment to regain his composure.

He then tried to position himself in the most attractive way he knew, he leaned against a pole with both hands in his pockets, attempting to give what he deemed a 'hot look' with his face.

"Damn, i look good" he muttered. He chuckled a bit and decided to wait for Kira.

However, despite waiting for a good 20 minutes, Kira was nowhere to be seen.

Atticus had been maintaining that position for the entire time and was beginning to grow tired.

"Where is she?" Atticus wondered aloud, growing increasingly impatient.

Determined to break his "lips virginity" today, he resolved to search for her.

He headed to her classroom but she was no where to be seen. He approached one of her classmates, inquiring if they had seen her.

The classmate mentioned having spotted her near the lab earlier. "Thanks," Atticus replied before hurrying in the direction of the lab.

Drawing closer to the lab, hushed voices reached his ears, and curiosity got the better of him.

He peered through a window, only to witness his beloved girlfriend, Kira, locked in a passionate kiss with another guy, Jackson – the notorious delinquent of their year, known for his charm.

"Damn, so feisty. Is this how you kiss your lovely boyfriend?" Jackson asked jokingly, grabbing her b*tt.

Kira chuckled and replied, "You mean that nerd? I'm just using him to gain a little popularity. I didn't even allow him to kiss me. He's probably waiting for me now, thinking I'd come and give him a kiss. I'll just tell him I had to do an assignment or something." Jackson then pulled her close for another kiss.

Atticus stood there, his head blank, watching them for a good minute.

Then he just left.

He walked back to class and sat down. Max noticed that something was wrong and approached him.

But Atticus forced a fake laugh and said, "I'm fine," his voice sounding hoarse.

Max could sense that something was off but respected his response and left him alone.

The teacher walked in and continued the lesson, but Atticus was lost in his thoughts, barely registering anything being said.

As the school bell rang, signaling the end of the day, Max walked over to Atticus with a concerned expression.

"Hey," he began softly, "I know something is wrong, and I understand if you don't want to talk about it, but cheer up, okay?"