Survivalists[matty] Dec 14, 2012 23:35:04 GMT -5
Post by Alana Savage on Dec 14, 2012 23:35:04 GMT -5
Could this quite possibly be the dullest school ever? That of course was coming from me, and I lived in New Orleans. A sigh escaped me as I flopped down into one of the chairs ungracefully and placed my feet on the table. I didn't really care about disturbing anybody so long as they didn't disturb me. Honestly though, I was growing quite bored of Canterwood and it felt like there was nothing I could do about it. Like it or not, I was stuck here and trying to set another building on fire would not go over well with the judges back home who sentence me to this foster family and their stupid prep school. I wanted to go back home and go wander with my family and sing and dance and steal things. Nothing more and nothing less. For a while, I thought I had entertainment in Justin, but he transferred or something, or at least, that's what I assume since he hasn't been around for a while. Same went for Hanna. And then I had to deal with all of these other alpha pack girls. The thoughts alone made me roll my eyes. So here I was, sitting around and doing nothing but staring at the wall. Surely, there had to be something better than this, but the thought of getting up seemed more like an annoying chore than anything else. Reaching into my hobo bag, I pulled out one of the books I had to read for class and simply skimmed over a page and heaved a loud sigh, allowing the book to fall out of my hand and onto the floor, "So done with this..." I sighed, my eyes taking to my surroundings now and wondering if there was someone to bother about, well anything, even if it was just class.