Champions

The high school I attended was called John Oliver Secondary School. In Vancouver BC right in the hood. I have a unique talent that can know who is who from their looks. I had just immigrated from the Fiji Islands. From a small village. I had to make new friends. I didn’t even had any cousins. In one of my class I was being bullied by a Punjabi student. A lot of them attending the same high school to be honest. One morning I beat the bully up. Inside the classroom. While he was sitting down after kicking my Jordan shoes. I got a top student certificate in math. My math teacher asked me to teach the entire math class once. By grade 9 I made new friends and one girlfriend. I was picked in the high school soccer team. During an indoor soccer tournament going on at lunch us friends were the grade 9 champions. In grade 10 my wooden bullet car came first in the race with the entire classmates. In mechanics. My planning 10 teacher favoured me hugely so I can pass the class. Which was a mandatory subject. While during school literally every hot shit boys tried me on and I hooked up with a Filipino girl. I fought two street fights for my sisters and for my high school sweetheart. By grade 11 I felt like a gang stalking victim. Today I found out through my auditory hallucinations the most coolest one. Grade 11 my high school counsellor suggested I move to an alternative. Before which I dated a Latina for a few days. I was picked as the first player to be signed up for the soccer team. The high school was related to the alternative. Back to back I scored two free kicks that was the coach’s deal. So much more I did before I dropped out as a smart and cool kid.