Jan after making all his research prepared for school, he planned on keeping an extremely low profile as he had noticed that he had no friends.
All through the period of his recovery from his injuries, no one had ever visited or called. There could be two objective reasons for this, it could be that he was a social pariah which caused for him or anybody associated with him to get bullied or ostracized by others or he was antisocial and tried as much as possible to avoid human interaction.
With the school year in progress Jan decided to update his routine, his morning workout and routine was moved to 5 Am to 7 am before school , then he would go to school, from school to the gym before he finally came home.
Soon he found himself in the hallways of Saint Peter's highschool New Jersey. For someone who planned to keep his head down and fade into the shadows he walked with confidence, he kept his head up and had a calm resting face that projected nothing .
He then entered the class , found a seat and settled in. Soon class was over, Jan found out that everything in the United States was the same as the imperial America except for its history, government type and constitution. So he needed to focus on studying that as to avoid awkward situations.
The first day was generally peaceful and uneventful and so was the second day but on the third day something different happened. ( From now on I will be referring to Jan as John).
That day as usual John was walking in the hallway when he accidentally bumped into a girl with red hair and lots of freckles, your typical nerdy girl with round glasses .
" Hi I'm John, what's your name?" John asked , while stretching his hand for a handshake.
The girl hesitated a little before replying, while shaking his hand," I'm Rebecca, nice to meet you ".
During lunch he scanned the dining area for Rebecca and soon found her with another group of students all of whom according to his previous research were not honor students but were very tech savvy.
He then strolled casually to the table where they sat and said with a smile, "excuse me guys , hope you don't mind me sitting here".
John was a big guy at a height of six feet one inch , this made him imposing as they didn't even waste time before allowing him to sit.
As lunch progressed the five students Rebecca, Mark,Dan , Suzzie and Jerome became open with him as he told them about his accident and his amnesia which gannered sympathy from them but as they were talking, someone threw a milk box at their table splashing milk all over. The people at his table just bent their heads , silent as if the event didn't just happen. Another milk box flew over from the same direction landing squarely on Mark's head , splashing milk all over his clothes.
" Emm.... Who are those guys?" John asked pointing to the direction where the milk boxes came from.
" That's Darius Jones , the star quarterback of the football team, everyone sitting there are either athletes or cheerleaders". Rebecca replied.
John nodded his head while standing up and walking in the direction of Darius Jones. Darius on the other hand sat there with a smug , condescending smile, it was the the smile of someone who had gotten away with everything they had done with no consequences.
Imperial America was bad but at least people suffered the consequences of their actions but here in the United States of America, people like Darius Jones who were athletes, were treated like celebrities and had no accountability for their actions so they used it as an excuse to bully students who were less popular than them.
John walked slowly towards Darius, slowly and non threatening. When he reached the table he asked politely if they could stop throwing their trash at his table. Their response was to tell him to fuck off.
Back at John's table the group were looking at John standing in close proximity to Darius with knots tied around their stomachs. They already knew the outcome of this confrontation , he would be beaten to submission. But in a twist of fate they saw as John grabbed the back of Darius head slamming it into the table three times. BAM! BAM! BAM! , breaking Darius nose and some teeth in the process . This stuns the entire dinning area as everyone quiets down to see who had the guts to lay hands on Darius.
The footballers at the table couldn't even move as they were in shock about what happened . As no one made any move John walked back slowly to his table and continued his lunch.
This single act cemented his place with Rebecca and her friends. He then used the opportunity to learn basic computer coding skills from them. Combining it with his computer skills from his former world, he created his own unique way of coding.
He ended up being close to Rebecca and her friends as his presence shielded them from the harassment of the " popular guys".
Throughout the entire school year John followed his mundane routine of school, gym , library and home, spending occasional time with Rebecca and her friends.
Soon it was time for graduation, he received his diploma , celebrated with his friends and family while actively thinking about ways to earn money .
He knew that it was only through money that one could achieve true freedom and he was going to get this money by any means necessary.