Saberboy-Chapter 1(Part 1)

Hey everyone, well at least the ones who read this story of mine. Duh. So where should I start? Oh yeah, maybe i should start by telling my name. Wait, I think i forgot my name after using that nickname for such a long time. Well, maybe i should make a name for myself. Bob? Marley? Wait, that's my dog's name. Fine, just call me Justin. Okay, my name is Justin and i'm not from earth. Well at least i'm staying at earth except that I was found somewhere different from planet earth. Pretty weird huh? I was raised by my step-parents, Mr. and Mrs. Levington. They said they found me when i was six or seven months old in a giant garbage tank. That pretty much sucks. They pitied me because i was left here all alone, so they decided to adopt me and raise me as their own child. I really didn't have much to complain though, they raised me up well and i was grateful to them. They first told me that they weren't my birthparents when i was 13. Luckily, I was able to take the pressure and finally understand my step-parents. Although, I always wanted to know where I was from and why my parents left me there.So then my step-parents raised me until I was fourteen. My fourrteen year old life pretty much rock. I go to Stanford Junior High, a place in Beverly Hills. I had lots of friends over there, particularly Adam Dimond. Adam Dimond was my childhood friend since kindergarten. He was the closest friend I have. We'd been through hell together like bullies, school and even girls.
So let me start on that fateful day. I was on my way to school. On the way, I usually stop by Adam's house because his house was nearer. Wait, why am I saying all this rubbish. I should probrably get straight to the action. After reccess my class has free period. Cool huh? But this time, while free period, a new substitute teacher came into our class. "Good morning class", said the substitute teacher. "Good morning teacher", chorused the class. The substitute teacher took out a marker pen and wrote 'Mr. Edward'. I guess that was his name. "I am Mr. Edward", said the substitute teacher as he introduced himself. Most of the students ignored him(including me) and a few listened to the teacher. Typical geeks. Suddenly, Mr. Edward called me to come to the front. How the hell did he know my name? When I came to the front, he asked me to follow him out of the class for a private talk. Most of my friends thought that guy was going to kill me. I was too. When we were out of the class, he looked around to check that no one was looking. "What's your favourite number Justin?", asked Mr. Edward. What? He called me out here so that he could know my favourite number? I thought this was all a joke. "13, sir", was all I could say. "Good, thanks", Said Mr. Edward. He looked around and opened a locker labeled 13. He opened it and I swear that I saw a swirling black hole in it.

To Be Continued........