02-18-2016, 06:03 PM
Koal stumbled off the bus, his feet not quite getting the hang of it just yet. His brushed a piece of hair out of his eye with his left hand, his right occupied with his smartphone. The young man glanced down at the illuminated screen, then back at the school. His first class was history with one Mister Tartaros. Koal's eyebrows shot up at that, a small smile gracing his face. " Not a bad first period." His voice suitably conveyed his surprise, and Koal walked through the large double doors of the building.
The hallways were already busy and full of flying paper, yelling, and Koal was pretty sure he saw a melancholy man looking at the students with a look of pure hatred. Wierd. He looked at his phone again, pulling up a virtual map of the school, trying to discern where the art room was... His focus was devoted to the task, so he was very surprised when he bumped into someone, and his phone hit the floor, along with the other person's books and a few papers.
"Oh, I'm sorry! Didn't see where I was going." He helped the student on her way, apologizing profusely. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly as he walked away, cursing in fluent german. He dusted off his phone (Luckily it hadn't shattered on the ground) but stayed more alert. He could feel some kids, mostly the preps if he was to guess, stare and whisper about him as he passed. His mood grew more and more foul with each passing moment...
Yep, today is a baaadddd day...
The hallways were already busy and full of flying paper, yelling, and Koal was pretty sure he saw a melancholy man looking at the students with a look of pure hatred. Wierd. He looked at his phone again, pulling up a virtual map of the school, trying to discern where the art room was... His focus was devoted to the task, so he was very surprised when he bumped into someone, and his phone hit the floor, along with the other person's books and a few papers.
"Oh, I'm sorry! Didn't see where I was going." He helped the student on her way, apologizing profusely. He rubbed the back of his neck sheepishly as he walked away, cursing in fluent german. He dusted off his phone (Luckily it hadn't shattered on the ground) but stayed more alert. He could feel some kids, mostly the preps if he was to guess, stare and whisper about him as he passed. His mood grew more and more foul with each passing moment...
Yep, today is a baaadddd day...