Post by Morgan Scarborough on Sept 12, 2008 6:48:09 GMT 1
As Morgan drove his motorcycle into the student's parking lot he sighed to himself. This would be his first day at this new school. All of is friends didn't go to school or were out of school already so he was alone. The young man took off his helmet and sighed saying the himself in a soft and slightly sad voice, "Well, here goes nothing." Morgan pulled on his trademark beanie and put his hands into his the pockets of his short sleeved hoodie and walked up to the front doors. Just as Morgan reached for the handle the door burst open almost knocking him down. Two younger looking students came running out laughing their heads off saying something about a hairpiece. Morgan watched as a teacher came running through the door soon after yelling after them.
"Get back here with my hair you little sons of bit-" The teacher was cut off before he finished his curse as the door swung back and hit him in the head. Morgan chuckled to himself as he walked past the teacher rubbing his head in pain. Morgan shook his head smiling and looked down at his schedule. The first class of the day was his favorite: World Literature. Morgan loved to read above all things, especially British literature. As Morgan walked towards him locker he bumped into a rough looking student.
"Watch were your walking punk.", the punk looking student said as he shoved Morgan into a locker. Morgan glared at the student and sighed shaking his head as he turned to walk to his locker. He didn't turn to look back at the kid but Morgan to hear the kid talking angrily to his friends.
Morgan put his stuff into his locker and entered his first hour just as the bell rang. He found his seat in the back next to a window and pulled out his favorite mystery novel and started to read. As the class went on a girl sitting next to him looked over and tapped on Morgan's shoulder.
Morgan blinked looking up from his book and looked at the girl saying, "Yeah whats up?"
"You new here? Seems to me like you made a few enemies today.", the girl said as they looked over to the same kid that shoved him into the lockers earlier. The punk was giving him the most evil glare Morgan as ever seen.
"Be careful with those guys. I suggest you not mess with them, this school as alot of gangs and they might be one of them." Morgan nodded and smiled beginning to have a slight conversation with her. Their conversation was cut short as the class was over and the bell rang. The two got up and headed toward the door.
Morgan and the girl talked for a little bit between classes. The girl showed him were his next class was and as it turned it they had the same class, so they both walked to the classroom together.
"Get back here with my hair you little sons of bit-" The teacher was cut off before he finished his curse as the door swung back and hit him in the head. Morgan chuckled to himself as he walked past the teacher rubbing his head in pain. Morgan shook his head smiling and looked down at his schedule. The first class of the day was his favorite: World Literature. Morgan loved to read above all things, especially British literature. As Morgan walked towards him locker he bumped into a rough looking student.
"Watch were your walking punk.", the punk looking student said as he shoved Morgan into a locker. Morgan glared at the student and sighed shaking his head as he turned to walk to his locker. He didn't turn to look back at the kid but Morgan to hear the kid talking angrily to his friends.
Morgan put his stuff into his locker and entered his first hour just as the bell rang. He found his seat in the back next to a window and pulled out his favorite mystery novel and started to read. As the class went on a girl sitting next to him looked over and tapped on Morgan's shoulder.
Morgan blinked looking up from his book and looked at the girl saying, "Yeah whats up?"
"You new here? Seems to me like you made a few enemies today.", the girl said as they looked over to the same kid that shoved him into the lockers earlier. The punk was giving him the most evil glare Morgan as ever seen.
"Be careful with those guys. I suggest you not mess with them, this school as alot of gangs and they might be one of them." Morgan nodded and smiled beginning to have a slight conversation with her. Their conversation was cut short as the class was over and the bell rang. The two got up and headed toward the door.
Morgan and the girl talked for a little bit between classes. The girl showed him were his next class was and as it turned it they had the same class, so they both walked to the classroom together.