Owen-Juz by Rishon Vugane

Owen Juz-Realistic Fiction

Imagine you are a famous superstar and you

are surrounded by different people: people

who hate you, people who adore you, people

who lookup to you and more! Then, try going

to a school and experiencing fansand people

who hate you. Now, this was happening to a

boy named Owen Juz. A singing star moving

to a new city and school with his mom. This

boy hates people who hate him and does his

best to make sure that they start to like him.

Best of luck to Owen in his new school!

“Owen!” cried a woman happily.” It’s 6:30 AM! Get up! “, she shouted again.

“Ughhhugh.”,grumbled Owen as he got out of bed and shuffled over to the bathroom,rubbing his eyes slowly. He stared at himself. His hair was sticking up in random directions. As soon as he splashed water on his face, he felt fresh. He brushed and showered and got dressed fast.

‘What’s for breakfast mom?”, he asked his mom.

“Bacon and eggs”, she replied. Owen scarfed down his breakfast and checked his watch-7:50 AM-.

“Gotta go, mom!” Owen called.

“Have a good day honey!”, she said back happily. “It’s a warm day so you don’t need your jacke-“, she got cut off to see him shut the door with his hoodie. She smiled and went upstairs.

Owen walked down the lane with his hood on. His school was 5 minutes away, and school started at 8:00, so he was walking relaxed. I wonder what the kids will think of me , he thought pulling his hood down lower. He wears a hood to try and not draw attention. He could hear his jeans swishing and the leaves crunching and rustling as he walked over them on the sidewalk. The trees wave and the grass shined the sun glowing above everything.

Owen saw his school up ahead and he thought, this is the moment of truth. He walked down the path, and around the fountain. He saw the huge school, the sports field, the cafeteria. In the central hall and the reception, he slowly and nervously removed his hood…

“Oh, my, GOD!!”, a girl screamed. Owen looked up at the wrong time towards the noise, just to clarify his identity.

“It’s OWEN JUZ!!”, she squealed and everyone stopped to what they were doing and looked at him. For once, it looked as if time was frozen for a split second. Owen just stood there with a pale expression. He had one second to think, OH NO, before…

Everyone crowded around him asking him questions, touching his hair and face and repeatedly asking for autographs, until a few teachers came and stopped the chaos and welcomed him into his new school.

Owen put his hood on and walked to his homeroom when he saw a group of kids glaring at him angrily. The middle kid looked like the leader of the gang. He had white skin and red hair. He was wearing a ‘Call of Duty’ shirt. But the feature that was most frightening for Owen was the red scar going down his right eye.

Owen put his head down and walked away.

Owen checked his timetable after settling down in class. After homeroom, math! Owen went to get his math books from his bag, when his teacher walked in the class.

“Hello everyone, my name is Mrs. Trish and I cannot explain anymore, but math is cancelled and you have assembly instead, so everyone line up and head out!” she said with a smile. Owen walked to the auditorium and sat at the top row. The principal walked to the stage below.ngs

“Welcome to the first assembly of the year, children!” greeted the principal. The children on the bleachers cheered loudly and ecstatically. Owen sat quietly and watched.

“So things have changed this year!”, the principal said going on and on about period changes, timing changes and exams.

Suddenly, Owen’s ears perk up when he hears something tempting.

“…and soon we will have a talent show, so practice your acts and be ready!” said the principal excitedly.

I want to go, thought Owen, but how can I sing with everyone screaming, he told himself. He heard the principal faintly as he thought about that horrific thought.

“…and I would like to conclude by introducing a very special student, the international superstar, OWEN JUZ!!!”, the principal announced with a huge smile on his face. All the students immediately stood up, boys and girls screamed and cheered and suddenly everything came to a stop.

You could hear a drop of water fall.

“Well, where is he?”, complained some kid.

“Go on Owen.”, coaxed the principal. Owen slowly stood up, blushing lightly. The kids all cheered and created a Mexican Wave for him. Only one group of 5 boy stayed put sitting down. One of the boys was the one with the red scar, and then Owen realized that they have something against him. Owen ran up onto the stage where he removed his hood to reveal his good-looking face and messy hair. All the students rushed towards the stage. Owen’s face turned whiter than a marshmallow. He turned tail and ran for his life! Luckily, he was a fast runner, otherwise he would’ve gotten trampled by the crowd. Owen sped towards the bathroom and locked the stall door.

Beads of sweat rolled down his face, his palms were sticky and his heart was pounding.

He could hear the faint chants of his fans: “OWEN, OWEN, OWEN!”

5 minutes later, he could hear the crowd clearing away, and he walked out with his hood back on, and walked to class…

Class was okay for Owen and he did well, until the trouble started again. Owen walked with his plate in the cafeteria looking down, and he didn’t see the scarred boy knock the plate out of his hands! The food spilled all over the floor.

“Oops”, said the boy with a smirk.

“What’s your problem?” demanded Owen.

“You”, he replied as he walked away.

“Come on Max!” called on of Max’s friends, and the bully walked away.

After school finished, Owen walked home past a construction site and suddenly Max jumped out of nowhere and shoved Owen into the mud.

“Well, if it isn’t Mr. Famous Loser!” jeered Max. “When you weren’t here, I was most popular! EVERYONE liked ME! But then, you came along TO RUIN IT!!!”, accused Max.

“It’s not my fault!”, said Owen.

“I HATE YOU AND YOUR MUSIC!!!” Max screamed.

The words rang in Owen’s ears: “you and your music… music… music.

Owen’s mission has started. I have to make him like my music, Owen decided.

Owen spent a week doing both fun and scary things. For fun, he practiced his song for the talent show. The scary part, was avoiding Max and his gang for a whole week.

But, finally, he was ready. Tomorrow is the talent show and I’m going to blow Max off his feet and he is sure to like me then, thought Owen.

Then, Owen fell asleep in his Owen-themed bedroom thinking about the talent show.

Owen dressed up in his blazer and got to school fast. He got there early to see how the presentation was and how the event was.

As nervous as he was, it got a whole lot worse: his event was LAST. Owen looked around the auditorium to distract himself. There were rows and rows-about 20 to 30 or so-of chairs and the stage had giant, red drawn curtains.

Then, all the audience started pouring in and taking up spots.

Finally, the show started and there were a bunch of different acts like dancing, magic acts, acting and there were some pretty decent singers too!

Until, it was Owen’s turn to perform…

“Now, for the final act of the show, Owen Juz! What is your talent Owen?” asked the announcer.

“Uh, singing?”, replied Owen

“So, what’s your song called?” he asked again.

“It’s called ‘The Power’”, answered Owen. And then Owen performed a beautiful song about the power of music. He sang it with such heart and Max watched… amazed with Owen’s talent. He realized that Owen’s talent brought him attention and not his attitude.

After the show, Owen collected his trophy and walked off the stage when he saw Max rushing through the crowd towards him. Owen braced himself.

But instead Max said: “Hey Owen, I’m sorry for the way I treated you and I’m hoping we could be friends.” requested Max.

“Sure! How about tomorrow we go for ice-cream!”

“Perfect, bye!”

“See you!”

Owen walked home happy that he knows Max likes him and his problem is solved!

Owen had finally got Max to like him. Max and Owen sat on the sidewalk eating ice-cream and talking about Owen’s new, upcoming song. Soon, Max will be helping Owen out in shows and performances until they became best friends.

Owen was happy, but he knew that soon there will be more people to hate him and he will be READY!