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The first thing he said when he walked into the room full of rich snobby kids dressed in Polos with a popped collar of course and khakis was, "Hellllllllooo Hell
The first thing he said when he walked into the room full of rich snobby kids dressed in Polos with a popped collar of course and khakis was, "Hellllllllooo Hell." Hell for him anyway. It was easy to see that he was going to have one hell of a time fitting into a school like this one... for one part, instead of the regular polo with khakis he decided to go with a fitted black t-shirt, faded and worn out jeans, vans, and of course his new trend, a black bandana hanging from his neck. The teacher paid no mind, no one else did for that matter, and that was good. That was very good indeed. He strutted over to the front of the room, and sat down in an empty desk located in the very middle of the row.
On either side of him were two blondes. One had very straw like short hair, the other had golden flat regular hair. Hmmm…they lied to me... they said he'd be in here…ah well there was nothing better to do anyway. Might as well... he leaned back in his chair, put his feet on his desk and closed his eyes.
There were no girls in this school only boys…this made it hard for Axel. He was used to sneaking out at night to go to the girls dormitories. After all, he was the hottest guy on campus. Or he had been. DAMMIT! Why did he have to be transferred?! Why couldn't I have just stayed there?! He really liked his old town better. It at least had more variety than this place…he closed his eyes and tried to think happy thoughts, about his old school life, his friends, his dorm, his many multiple nights of drunken sex, and his one girl that had stood by him all the time. Man, he really missed her. I wonder if she misses me at all…Axel snorted. Probably not, she's better off without me anyway. This made Axel sad, though he didn't want to admit it. Axel never showed his feelings at all, he was always either apathetic or sarcastic or angry it was common knowledge, the only one he ever showed any other emotion around was around her, and that's what made the bond between them extremely powerful. NO! Axel thought, stop thinking about her! She's not going to come here and you're not going to go back. You've said your goodbyes and that's the end of it!
Of course during his moment of anger the teacher noticed him. "You, there, with the bad dye job…"
Axel kept his eyes closed but made a note on what the teacher had said.
"Are you supposed to be here??"
"Probably not" axel heard someone whisper somewhere behind him.
"Well...what's your name?"
Axel didn't reply; he was getting annoyed by this teacher. He was interrupting his trip down memory lane.
"Well??"
Axel was NOT going to answer, no not at that moment, if he did he might say something and get suspended…no way was he going to get kicked out of this….that train of thought was killed. It was replaced with one single word in Axel's mind: FREEDOM of course there were images that accompanied this word but Axel concentrated on the sole word. Yes. He liked his idea very, very much.
"Listen, if you don't tell me your name I will be forced to use other methods of making you talk."
At this, Axel's eyes opened, other methods of making me talk?? The hell is this lunatic raving about? Is he gonna beat me or something? Oh just let him try. Axel stayed quiet and glared at the teacher who was glaring right back.
"Very well, I see your not going to talk…lets see…which one shall it be today??" the teacher walked over to one side of the room and opened a small closet. "Ahh…I know, we'll use my favorite…"
"SIR!" Axel turned to the sound of a terrified voice. The blond with the straw-like hair had spoken. "Sir, permission to speak, sir!"
The teacher glanced at the boy briefly and nodded.
The boy stood up shaking visibly form head to toe, "Sir, this students name is Axel, he's new here and he is not aware of the policies at this school—."
"So?? He can still tell me his name can't he?? I would've taken that as an excuse but seeing as he refused to tell me his name or that he was new…"
"B-b-b-but, Sir! He h-h-he can't talk!" the boy stuttered looking utterly terrified of the statement he made. Axel's eyes widened and he started to open his mouth to protest but something hit the back of his head. He turned around and saw the other blonde boy shake his head slowly and very discreetly. What the hell was going on here?! Axel thought.
"I see…very well." The teacher closed the door to the closet and walked back to the board. "Class is dismissed."
There was a shuffle of papers and the thud of books that sounded around. The straw haired boy looked at Axel before glancing back towards the teacher's general area. He smiled shyly and extended his hand, Axel thought to shake it and introduce himself and offer up an explanation of why he had just labeled Axel as a mute. But no, he simply said, "It's ok Axel; let's go to your dorm." And the blonde haired boy took Axel's hand and led him towards the door followed by the other blonde.
What the hell…just happened?? Axel thought.
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