Just another day Jul 22, 2011 17:11:11 GMT -5
Post by Kouyou Ichiki on Jul 22, 2011 17:11:11 GMT -5
For Your Consideration
Pawns: Kouyou, Emmers, Paris
Setting: 11th year chemistry room.
Scene: Arriving early for class.
Kouyou trudged into the chemistry lab, his grey bag slung over one shoulder and a light scuffing could be heard when he walked. He mentally chided himself to pick up his feet, these were new shoes that his parents had sent him and he planned on making them last longer than his last pairs. His mother was well aware of his inability to pick up his feet and spent a great deal of wasted effort reprimanding him for it. It wasn’t unheard of for him to destroy the heels in less than four months time, but not knowing when or if he‘d get another pair of his much loved brand he planned on being a bit more careful with these. He wasn't eager to be here though, chemistry was one of his least favorite subjects. But he had to admit, it was better than gym and he loathed the exercise that came with those classes. Another thing his mother wasn’t fond of.
Seeing as he was twenty minuets early the room was understandably bereft of other students and he had first pick at choosing which of the large black topped tables to sit. Taking a seat next to the large windows at a table two rows back, he set his pack on the floor between himself and the wall. Looking out the windows Kou could see the many students milling about or moving hurriedly to the next place they needed to be. He almost wished to be down there with them, it was becoming a rather beautiful day, the sun was out and the sky was a remarkable shade of blue, just warm enough to not need a sweater. However he would have no one to talk to down there in the sun. In the six months he had been in Haven he had yet to make friends. Not that he tried very hard, every new school he had gone to was filled with nothing but bullies and mockery for things he couldn’t help.
Opting to not continue that train of thought, he rolled up the sleeves of his well worn hoodie and began to pull his text book, notepad, and a pencil out of his bag and place them on the table top. Opening the text to the first chapter he began to review as a way to waste the remaining time before class, awaiting the arrival of the other students and their teacher.