Post by yuri on May 6, 2008 19:31:09 GMT 1
(It was another beatiful day outside. The sun was shining, the birds were chirping. All in all it was a perfect day to be outside. Normally I would be out there, laying down in the sun, enjoying the scenery, and really taking in the sights outside.
Instead I was sitting in the third row of my Math class. The first class I had ever attended in paragon. It seemed rather unsettling how so suddenly Hircine was split in two, but it was also for the best for someone like me. Now not only did this school not give a shit about violence....they encouraged it, something I had been looking for, for a long time.
Leaning back in my chair and staring out the window, I began to drift off. Closing my eyes I dozed into a state of slumber. As I slept in class I dreamt about my past, and my family. Something I would never have again.
Then suddenly My eyes shot open as I felt something hard connect with the back of my head. Feeling a small bump on the back of my head I looked down.
Lying beside my feet on the ground was a full eraser. Looking around I could feel the anger bubbling inside of me. "If this school wants violence then they will get it"
I thought to myself before locking eyes with the student who had done it. As he smirked at me I reacted with a near primal roar of rage. Launching from my seat I easily cleared the one row that seperated us.
As he scrambled to try to get to his feet, I grabbed the back of his head while he was mid way between standing and sitting, and unleashed a devestating right knee to his face. As his nose exploded and crushed from the blow, I found myself continuing to hold the back of his head while he screamed in pain.
Turning towards his desk I began to repeatedly smash his face into the wooden desk. After about six slams I finally let go, dropping his unconciousse body to the ground.
Not caring about what anyone else thought I Turn and sat back down in my desk. I could slowly feel the anger dying inside me. With a couple more deep breaths to calm down, I could hear the teacher talking to me in the background but I really did not care.
The only thing I cared about now was the set of eyes I could feel on my back staring at me. Smiling without turning around to look for the set of eyes I began to think that maybe, just maybe this was going to be the most fun school year of my life.)
Instead I was sitting in the third row of my Math class. The first class I had ever attended in paragon. It seemed rather unsettling how so suddenly Hircine was split in two, but it was also for the best for someone like me. Now not only did this school not give a shit about violence....they encouraged it, something I had been looking for, for a long time.
Leaning back in my chair and staring out the window, I began to drift off. Closing my eyes I dozed into a state of slumber. As I slept in class I dreamt about my past, and my family. Something I would never have again.
Then suddenly My eyes shot open as I felt something hard connect with the back of my head. Feeling a small bump on the back of my head I looked down.
Lying beside my feet on the ground was a full eraser. Looking around I could feel the anger bubbling inside of me. "If this school wants violence then they will get it"
I thought to myself before locking eyes with the student who had done it. As he smirked at me I reacted with a near primal roar of rage. Launching from my seat I easily cleared the one row that seperated us.
As he scrambled to try to get to his feet, I grabbed the back of his head while he was mid way between standing and sitting, and unleashed a devestating right knee to his face. As his nose exploded and crushed from the blow, I found myself continuing to hold the back of his head while he screamed in pain.
Turning towards his desk I began to repeatedly smash his face into the wooden desk. After about six slams I finally let go, dropping his unconciousse body to the ground.
Not caring about what anyone else thought I Turn and sat back down in my desk. I could slowly feel the anger dying inside me. With a couple more deep breaths to calm down, I could hear the teacher talking to me in the background but I really did not care.
The only thing I cared about now was the set of eyes I could feel on my back staring at me. Smiling without turning around to look for the set of eyes I began to think that maybe, just maybe this was going to be the most fun school year of my life.)