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Recovering from the whole beating took its time and I didn’t had anything to do anyway cause I was on house arrest from my nonno´s anyway, Vincenzo and Elmo used to come by every now and then and ask how am doing and to bring me news of the whole city and what’s new and what’s old, one day they came and we were playing football in my nonno´s garden and they said to me that Mario asked about you and I told them who is Mario they told me the guy you fought the other day and he and everybody else are really impressed about what you did even us Deangelo really that was some crazy shit , everybody wants to meet you, you kind of famous now, I thought to myself oh my god I know a similar story back in the Netherlands.<\/p>\n
The healing period went away at ease and with no rush but the bad news was that I had to go school again, the summer vacation was over and I continued school here in Milano at another international school and I didn´t mind I always love to be the outsider and the new kid on the block, so the first day I went to the school I saw that it was huge really huge and it contained more facilities than my old school back in Amsterdam, and the nationalities varied more than Amsterdam, the chicks were hot elegant and more mode and trend conscious, I was well dressed but I didn´t felt that way when I saw them, I felt that I was under dressed and way out of my class, I went to the new class room that I was appointed to and to my shock and my luck they were only 5 guys in the class room and 46 chicks and I was the sixth guy in the class and of course you had to introduce yourself in front all and I did, I had no difficulties with it actually I love it when all the eyes are on me, I enjoy the attention and I guess who doesn´t maybe only the shy ones doesn´t like the attention, some of the girls giggled when I introduced myself and I shot them a look that was saying like WHATEVER but with a funny and friendly attitude.<\/p>\n
I love it when I put a smile on girls faces really when I do that, I feel like that´s it my day is made and done, so I went to my seat and sat down, in the break I went directly to the girls and asked them their names and asked them in a bossy demanding way why they laughed when I mentioned my name, they said cause the teacher said there will be a new comer here and we all made bets on what kind of a boy would it be and where will he be from and we all had it wrong specially your looks!!!.<\/p>\n
I was a bit down cause I thought they thought of me as an ugly fuck who doesn´t fit in here but I was wrong, later in the day I was the clown of the class (as usual)and no matter what I say everybody would be giggling and laughing in the end the teacher told to tone it down a bit, I was cocky enough to continue not caring about what she said at all and then I heard a loud shout(HHHAAAASSSSAAANNN) I was so cool, and I said you don’t need to raise your voice mam, cause I hear you pretty well and there is a Japanese saying it says(if you are right then you don’t need to raise your voice)so whatever you need to tell or accuse me for you have no right in it cause you raised your voice and you lost your right to be right, all that with a mocking smirk on my face that drew wider and wider, if I threw at her water I could have sworn that maybe the water would evaporate in her heated anger, she said one word with a vibrating head and hair that you could see she was about to explode(OUT), and I still with my annoying cool told her well if you tell me what have I done I will be gone but you don´t have any reason obviously, her face was red her eyes shot red and I could swear her head was turned dangerously red and was about to explode and she shouted Hassan you go out or I go out so what´s it going to be, I told her well in that case I think it´s wise of me and out of respect to all the people to the class room that you go out and cool down a bit cause you seem emotionally unstable, again with a mocking smirk on my face, she ran outside and got back with the school security who told me to follow him outside, I went with the flow and said to my friends in Arnold´s accent I LL BE BACK.<\/p>\n
The security guy told me that this woman has been working here for 8 years and they call her the zen master cause she is so relaxed and out of this world calm he never saw her angry or upset or annoyed in any way but you did and accomplished all that in one setting, my god boy you must be the god of the holy naughty boys and girls brotherhood I have really respect for what you have done but it was wrong so can you please don´t do it again, he winked at me and I remembered my brother´s wink that he used to give me. And I liked that guy from the start and the school had just begun and the adventures are just beginning hahahahahahahaha!!!!!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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