User blog:DragonNinja01/Return of the Dragon Ninja - By Fallon

Okay, this book is all in WIP and rough draft. But I hope you guys enjoy it! Send me any feedback, especially if something's wrong. I need all the help I can get. The title is also in WIP.

Prologue: Robert Juster
“Robert Juster, what were you thinking?! Go see the headmaster right now.”

“Yes sir,” the seventeen year old said as he roughly pushed himself off of the nineteen year old on the tile floor.

“You’re going to get it now, Juster.” Steven Hartland laughed after Robert.

“You too, Steven.” Mr. Tain added in a stern voice.

Steven was speechless. “What! But he started it.”

Mr. Tain narrowed his eyes. “Now.”

“Okay okay, I’m going.” He answered sullenly. He walked right behind Robert and whispered in his ear, “You’re going to pay for this, Juster.”

Robert just ignored him, although he really wanted to give Steven another punch. He thought about his oldest brother William, who was married and had two kids in school already. Robert was almost a double of William. Robert’s blonde hair was more on the neat side than William’s and his light blue eyes were different from his older brother’s light green eyes.

William had fought with Jamaca High School’s worst bully during his time, but only because he was protecting his closest friend. Robert had fought because Steven was pushing him around…literally. And Robert’s patience had worn out on him for the past two years.

The wide hall that belonged to the main building of Botago Island Technology of Robotics was bustling with smart teenagers of all ages, and their robots.

The boys entered the secretary’s office and informed her about seeing Headmaster Peterson. She wasn’t surprised to see Steven, but when she saw Robert, her eyes opened up so big, they almost filled up half her head. Robert felt uneasy as she continued to stare at him, while reaching for the intercom button.

“Sir? Steven Hartland and……Robert Juster are here to see you.” There a long before the speaker button sounded.

“Did you say ‘Robert Juster’, Angela?” The headmaster’s deep voice hesitantly asked.

“Yes sir.” There was another long pause before he cleared his throat.

“Send them in.”

Headmaster Peterson was a stern man. He may have been hard and tough with the students, but he was also fair and understanding. He always tried to know each of his students personally…if he can remember all five hundred of them.

Mr. Peterson stared at Robert as the boys sat down in front of his desk. Steven smirked as he looked at Robert, who was slightly looking down while glancing up at Mr. Peterson from time to time.

“What happened this time, Steven?”

Steven’s smirked disappeared as he faced the headmaster. “He punched me.”

“Did you do something to make him mad?”

“I just told him to apologize because he bumped me, making me drop my books.” Robert’s eyes flared with anger and he narrowed his eyes, giving Steven a side glare.

Mr. Peterson noticed this. “Thank you, Steven. Go wait outside. I want to talk to Robert alone.”

“Sure. See you later, Juster.”

Robert closed his eyes and tried to hold his anger in. Once the door closed, Mr. Peterson folded his hands and leaned forward on his desk.

“You need a minute to cool down, Rob?”

Other than his close friends and family, no one else called Robert by his shortened name. Which was unusual for the headmaster to call Robert by his shortened name since he never really connected with him. He took a deep breath and blinked a few times before Mr. Peterson spoke.

“What actually happened, Robert?”

“He bumped me,” Robert bluntly answered.

“So you hit him?”

Robert shook his head. “After he bumped me, he tried to make me apologize and pick up the books “I” made him drop. That’s when I hit him.” He looked up to Mr. Peterson’s slightly wrinkled face. The older man’s face looked gentle as Robert thought of a familiar face looking like that.

“Was it that hard to walk away?”

“Why should I, sir? He’s been picking on me ever since freshman year.”

“Because it’s the right thing to do. And you knewit was in your heart but you chose to listen to your head. You were able to avoid him for the past two years. Why not now?”

Robert looked down and stayed quiet.

“You need to try to ignore him, and if not…stop and think about what is the best thing to do when you get aggravated with a bully, you understand?”

“Yes sir.”

“You can go.” Robert stood up and walked back to the door. But right when he grasped the doorknob… “Oh and, Robert?”

He turned his head. “Yes sir?”

“Say hi to your father for me when you call or see him.” He smiled in a way that made Robert feel sick in the pit of his stomach.

He had not seen or heard from Mr. Juster in five years. Robert’s brothers, William and Leonard, had gone to look for him for seven months, but they couldn’t find him. No one knew where he was or why he left…not even Mrs. Juster.

Robert swallowed the lump in his throat, trying to hold the tears in. “I’ll try my best. Bye, Mr. Peterson.” Robert left the offices, ignoring Steven’s sly smile, and left the building.

Since his classes were done for the day, Robert just took his time walking to the college garden, the only place where he felt at home and cleared his mind from the craziness of school. He sat down on a stone bench under a large maple tree, which was already red, due to the cool weather, when his phone rang. He grabbed his wireless Bluetooth earbud from his jacket pocket and pushed it in his ear, pressing it.

“Hello?”

“Hi, son.” Marilyn Juster’s voice softly answered. “Did your day go well?”

Robert wasn’t ready to tell her about the fight earlier as he stuck his hand in his other pocket. “It was…okay.” He pulled out a family photo that was taken almost six years ago…just before his dad disappeared.

“Good. Are you ready for the semi-finals and finals tests for the next three weeks?”

“I don’t know. I guess.” Tears streamed down his cheeks as he lowered the photo. “Mom……I want Dad.”