Jamie White and The 5 Realms of Personality- Chapter 1

In all my 4382 days of being alive, I had never seen anything scarier than a bald principal, Mr. Jonny Valdez charging towards me and yelling, “Jamie! WE GOT IT!!”. He stopped right in front of me and gave me a tight hug. “Wait, we did? What Mr. Valdez?” I asked curiously.

You must be wondering as to what did ‘WE’ win … read ahead…

Well, a couple of weeks ago; the one and only Jamie White and that is ME, won an award that (for some reason) included a lottery ticket. For the nice guy I am, I gave the ticket to Mr. Valdez. I am guessing he has won that lottery.

“I WON the lottery! Remember Jamie, you gave me a ticket the other day!!”, he said in a joyful tone. At this point I was split between two reactions – (a). I should be happy for him or (b). I should be disappointed that I gave him MY ticket and he won. “How much money did you win Mr. Valdez?”, I inquired. “I won $14 million dollars, my lucky boy!!“, he shouted.

Dear reader, you see that I am lucky for the people around me.

“Congratulations Mr. Valdez!! ut what are you going to do with that money?” I asked politely. “Send your class to a vacation, of course – a small treat from my side”, Mr. Valdez replied. “Inform your class and get ready to have a vacation of your lifetime”, he said and headed towards his office. A vacation…not bad, I was happy and I headed towards my classroom. Without wasting anytime, I speed walked back to my class. “Bonjour”, said a voice from my French class. That voice was not familiar, but I kept walking. I passed the 6^th grade classes and climbed up the stairs and onto the floor for Grade 7. I was almost in my class, but I hit someone, and I tripped. I looked around to see who hit me but whoever hit me had just simply disappeared. I got up, checked for any bruises, and got into my class.

“You are late”, said my friend Bob. Bob looked like a bear today specially with his clothes. He was wearing blue jeans and a pullover hoodie which said-Bad Boy. “You are so lucky our new teacher is not here yet”, he told me as I took my seat next to him. The class was buzzing with excitement to meet the new teacher. “Hey Jamie! I dare you to stand up and do the elephant dance”, said Joe, the class clown. “Let’s do this”, I replied with full confidence. I stood up, made a trunk and a tail with my hands. As soon as I started dancing, my new teacher walked in the classroom.

“What are you doing?”, the new teacher curiously asked. “I… Uhm…”, I stammered. “What is your name sir?”, she asked formally. “Jamie White, Mam”, I replied carefully. “Well, Jamie why are you doing this … NOT so cool dance”, she asked. Well, what I did ahead was probably very dumb. “Ask Joe, he made me do it”, I replied and pointed at Joe. “Joe please stand up”, my new teacher commanded. Joe gave me a killer look and stood up. “Joe, why did you ask this young man to dance in front of the whole class?”, my new teacher demanded. Before Joe could reply, Samantha the teacher’s pet stood up and said, “I believe Jamie is lying”. Samantha was a blonde-haired girl and very short compared to the other kids. “What! Hey you are . Mam, she is lying”, I shouted angrily. “I am not lying; I even have proof”, she replied confidently. “What is your proof!”, I asked. She smiled slyly and replied, “My proof is the whole class”. Shocked in surprise, I starred at Samantha. “Ok people did Joe tell Jamie to dance?”, she asked the class (was she glowing?). “No, he did not”, the whole class replied. “See Ms. Jones, Joe is innocent”, Samantha said facing Ms. Jones. “Ms. Jones! You two know each other? “, I asked. “Of course, we know each other”, Ms. Jones replied like it was obvious and asked the class to settle down.

“I believe Mr. White has some exciting news for us”, Ms. Jones said eagerly. “I do have some exciting news for the class”, I continued, “A couple of weeks back, I won an award and the award also had a lottery ticket attached to it. I gave the ticket to Mr. Valdez and he won 14 million dollars”. I looked around to see the class’s reaction. “No way”, said Don, the ‘popular’ guy “What is he going to do with the money?”. Before I could reply, Ms. Jones replied, “He is giving our class a luxury vacation of course”. Have you, my dear reader watched cricket. If you have the class’s reaction was like the crowd’s reaction when someone hits a boundary.

After the celebration ended, my fellow piers asked the most important question: as to where are we going. “Well, tomorrow we will be having a draw in which we will be picking what place we will go to”, said Ms. Jones. Looking back at this, I find this weird. We did not even know Ms. Jones and we still don’t know about her that much except her name. We don’t even know where she is from. “Settle down class, we need to take attendance” ordered Ms. Jones. I took my seat next to Bob. “Why did you not have my back, even you know she lied and got away with it” ,I asked Bob. But, he did not reply. He seemed a little bit weird and quiet, not the friend I know. “Bob are you okay?”, I asked with full concern. Still no reply. “Bob!” , I shook him. This time though he did reply. “Do I know you”, he asked confusingly. Now I was really freaking out. “Bob it’s me! Jamie your best friend”, I said . “Excuse me I am not Bob you must be mistaken”, he replied politely.  Meanwhile, Ms. Jones called my name, and I raised my hand. At this point I was like ‘dang Bob you got some acting skills’. But then something happened that shook me even harder than the rollercoaster me and my old friend Bob took last year. Ms. Jones read the last name of the attendance list , which was supposed to be Bob Zanetti but Ms. Jones said “Jeremy Yap?”. I thought that we had a new student but then Bob raised his hand and said “Here!!”

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