'Welcome to Rosetta Academy!'
The intercom system said after it had clicked to life, its greeting spread throughout the school, and the school was rather huge in it's own rite...
'We kindly greet the new students that are just starting this year at Rosetta, and hope that you love this fine institution, as we, ourselves, have grown to love the students underneath our tutelage. As for those who have been here before, welcome back! We would just like to remind you that the items that were contraband last year still remain that way this year, so do not get caught with any items with the potential of being used as a prank...'
It droned on, and on, and on... And Alex was sick of it... It was always the same damn thing each year... the only difference was the contraband list got longer... And he should know... it was because of him that there were so many... Alex Williams was the resident prankster... and, as such, he always had something planned.
He sighed and stood up, having been sitting below a tree in the school's 'peace garden'. He dusted off the back of his pants with his hands and walked on out of the garden, slowly. Alex saw himself as a rather unremarkable creature... Which was part of the reason he wanted to garner such attention.
His hair was brown, the dullest color he could ever think of, and as such were his eyes as well... He could never imagine anyone being interested in a guy like him... What would they say, anyways...? 'Oh, you're shit-colored hair is so handsome'...? 'You have marvelous crap-eyes?' No...
His body was rather lean, though he stood rather short for his age at about 5'5". It made him bloody fast, though... He was hard to catch in a chase... His body was covered in pretty much, a wardrobe of black; black shoes with black socks, black pants, a black tank shirt, a black, studded collar that one would normally find on a vicious dog much more easily than a person... he wasn't goth... Black was just his favorite color...
He opened his ears to the intercom once more as he was about to open the door to the dorms.
He sighed and stood up, having been sitting below a tree in the school's 'peace garden'. He dusted off the back of his pants with his hands and walked on out of the garden, slowly. Alex saw himself as a rather unremarkable creature... Which was part of the reason he wanted to garner such attention.
His hair was brown, the dullest color he could ever think of, and as such were his eyes as well... He could never imagine anyone being interested in a guy like him... What would they say, anyways...? 'Oh, you're shit-colored hair is so handsome'...? 'You have marvelous crap-eyes?' No...
His body was rather lean, though he stood rather short for his age at about 5'5". It made him bloody fast, though... He was hard to catch in a chase... His body was covered in pretty much, a wardrobe of black; black shoes with black socks, black pants, a black tank shirt, a black, studded collar that one would normally find on a vicious dog much more easily than a person... he wasn't goth... Black was just his favorite color...
He opened his ears to the intercom once more as he was about to open the door to the dorms.
'We would also like to announce that any form of pranking or defacing school property this year will result in an immediate expulsion...'
Alex began to open the door...
'THAT MEANS YOU, ALEX WILLIAMS!'
And he promptly tripped over himself at the sound of his name being yelled at about 50 decibals or so over the damn machine...