Secondary School Survival (SSS)

"Huhh", Dion suddenly exclaimed as he stared worriedly around his class, after waking up in fear. Dion is a 15yr old boy with brown hair, with matching brown eyes and scattered teeth. "Was that really a dream.", he said loudly as he couldn't believe what he just experienced.

A girl suddenly laughed causing Dion to look at the girl with a puzzled look, 'Why is she laughing?', Dion thought, just to look around to see numerous students staring at him. He then remembered that he was still in class.

"Do you have anything to share with us, Dion.", the black teacher asked, staring at him with a stern face. "N-no sir" Dion replied, with a stutter, afraid of being punished by the black teacher in front of him. The teacher then returned back to teaching the students. 'Whew, that's a relief.', Dion sighed in relief, the students then started laughing causing a stern look from the teacher to them, as they all went quiet.


Time passed after the earlier fiasco. Dion was obviously not paying attention to class as he just kept on staring into space, thinking about his earlier day dream. 'What was that?', Dion thought as he had a very hard time forgetting about the dream.

Finally, it was closing time, as every other student got up from their chairs, packed their things and left the classroom while talking with their friends.

"Was that really a dream?" Dion asked himself again, unsure of the answer, as this question decided not to leave his mind. "How can a dream feel so real?", he asked himself, touching his stomach that he thought had a hole. He was suddenly paralyzed as remember the reason for his death. "At least I had a famil-". Just as he was about to complete his happy words as he smiled, something suddenly made him stop. A sudden roar was heard, causing Dion to move in fright.

"Dude, where have you been!!! I have been waiting for you.", Sam roared with anger clearly written on his face. "Bro, why are you shouting?", Dion asked while carrying his bag in annoyance. 'This fucker dare act arrogant!!', Sam thought as his anger kept on boiling, reaching new heights. "We have been waiting for you for a very long time, you fucking idiot!!!" Sam roared, as his emotion was both anger and irritation. Dion simply went through the door while patting Sam to calm him down. 'Argghh!!', Sam got angrier as he ran at full speed towards Dion, wanting to give the 'piece of shit' a good beating. "WHAT THE FUCK!!!", Dion shouted in fear as he ran for his dear life.

Walking out of the school gate with his small gang/group of six, after managing to calm down the 'beast' that was about to 'kill' him. 'That was no simple feat', he sighed as he looked as his uniform soaked in sweat.

He caught the gaze of the girl who laughed at him.He looked at her in irritation, but he failed to know where this irritation came from. "What's going on between you and Nora?" Edgar asked, noticing the gaze they both shared. "Just forget about it" Dion replied blankly as he stepped ahead of them. "What's up with him", he heard Caleb ask but decided to ignore it.

"Finally, home sweet home." Dion said sarcastically as he slumped on his bed with just a singlet and boxers. He then recalled all the memories he had concerning his house as a child. He had always suffered in the arms of his mom. Every now and then, his foster-mother will beat him tirelessly, every day just to release her pent up anger for his foster-father. For his foster-father, all he knew was that he left before he was adopted.

He was about to sleep when his brother, Sam, barged into his room. "Bro, when are you going to cook the noodles, I am hungry." Sam said while holding his stomach. "Leave me alone and go make your FUCKING NOODLES!!!", Dion replied with a little bit of annoyance and went back to sleep.

Dion woke up feeling a slight pain on his leg, just to see it was his mom. Wake up and come downstairs." she said as she left. "Why didn't she just call Sam?" Dion said as he groggily stood up from his bed. "When last did you read?" his mother asked as Dion was setting the table, but he decided to ignore her. "When are you going to stop sleeping during and after school?" , she asked and again receiving no reply. "Damn it Dion!!!! When are you going to stop wasting my money and make me proud." His mom shouted, feeling annoyed from his ignorance. "Make you proud?", Dion scoffed, "Did you ever think of what you made me go through and you are saying I SHOULD MAKE YOU PROUD?!!!" Dion shouted as he went to his room, locked the door and slumped on his bed, crying.

"Another argument with mom?", Sam asked, already knowing the answer. "Bro, you need to calm down and stop crying when you are not a girl, we are boys we stay strong.", he added while smiling, which made Dion smile a little. He then remembered how he always smiled when he was with his brother, but make no mistake, Dion is not a gay. "Bros forever, right?", Dion asked, "Yeah, forever." Sam replied, as he wiped his eyes. "Now go to sleep.", Sam said and went back to sleep."Yeah.", I replied, but I knew I wouldn't go back to sleep till midnight as I kept on thinking about my dream in the morning.

The next morning, the brothers woke up surprised that their mom didn't wake them up. "Bro why didn't mom wake us up?" Abdulhaqq asked, "Maybe she's asleep." Dion replied nonchalantly as he didn't like her one bit. "Well, at least I don't get see her face in the morning.", Dion said as he stood up. Suddenly, they hear a commotion in the living room. "What's that?", Sam asked as they went to check it out.

"Huhh?", Sam was confused by what he was seeing. "What are you guys doing in my house?", Dion shouted. Right in front of them are Dion and Sam classmates.

A/N: Dion is in art class, while Sam is in science class, with both class having 23 students each.

"Sam and Dion, what are we doing in your house?", Chester, Sam classmate asked with worry, thinking he was kidnapped, "And why are there no windows?" he added. "I-i don't know.", Dion stuttered, feeling confused.

Just then, they all heard a computer-like voice, " Welcome, players to the first edition of SSS, where players will be tested on their survival skills. Every player will be given a quest until they are able to clear the 100th floor and there will be no quest for the dead."

"Tell me this is a joke.", someone said, not being able to believe what was happening. "This is not a joke.", the computer-like voice replied. "All players should survive with the limited amount of food in the kitchen for a week. The first quest starts NOW!!!."