Hey, I've had this story idea for the past few days, and since I'm homesick I had time to write. I jotted this short, explanatory drabble in ten minutes so that I could get out the basics of the idea. I'm honestly far too lazy to read through this and check it. I have my faults.
But it is worth mentioning that reader feedback is very, very important to me, and though I appreciate those who follow and favorite my stories, or even me as an author, I would also really appreciate it if you would take the time to review. Send me a private message and make some suggestions, ask questions, or just talk, I suppose. Talking to my readers makes me happy! Don't be nervous - and if you are nervous, or anxious about reaching out, know that I understand, and encourage you to do only what you are comfortable with.
I'll likely post the first actual chapter of this later today, this is more of a short introduction or teaser than anything. Like a rushed movie trailer that garners about as much confusion as it does attention.
And feel free to completely skip through my author notes. I get carried away and ramble more than I should.
Arthur Kirkland - a wonderful boy with a life even more so. Student council treasurer, named student of the month three times, never knocked off the honor roll, he was popular with his classmates, his teachers, and left a lasting impression on anyone he met. No, he didn't participate in sports, and his investment in clubs or after-school activities was non-existent, but people still knew who he was. People liked who they thought that he was.
But truly, Arthur hated almost everyone in return. His teachers were snobby and unapologetically rude to the students who didn't understand the course content. And in return all the students were unapologetically rude to their teachers. There were cheaters, bullies, and almost just as bad, those who watched and knew of the evils their classmates did - without taking any action against it.
At first he was able to ignore everything. Fake smiles for the jocks that guilted girls into sending them nudes. Fake laughs at the racist jokes his partner would make during Chemistry. Pretending that he understood what led them to act so cruelly to others, without regards to the effects of their actions. No acknowledgment of consequence or feelings of guilt.
Eventually Arthur had to stand up for those who didn't have the strength or confidence to defend themselves. No, he wasn't any stronger than them. No, he wasn't better than them. He was only willing to defend them in any way possible - watch them grow and blossom into better people without the suffering others tried to cause them. Those who bothered them would not be able to anymore.
Arthur was no hero, he did what was right, what had to be done, what bystanders were afraid to do. People would never suspect Arthur, they loved Arthur, his soothing, accented voice and his gentlemanly manners, too charming to act in any way considered devious. So no one would ever suspect Arthur.
No one had to know. Arthur didn't need the recognition. He just needed everyone to be happy, peaceful, self-loving, and from now on, he will do whatever it takes to assure this. His actions may not seem heroic, but they aren't supposed to. It's not what you do that matters, it's your intentions, and it's the long-term effects that they have.
New England's Secondary School for the Gifted may not know it yet, or ever even, but Arthur James Kirkland was going to be the best super villain they ever had.
And Arthur James Kirkland may not know it yet, but a "hero" would rise to become his friend, his lover, and most importantly, his rival.