Hi! So I was reading A SADISTIC MERWIN LOVE STORY and I couldn't help but notice how right they were. That's when this totally weird yet awesome and random idea popped into my head: Why aren't there any BOYS starting at Coates. Anyways, I'm a girl fyi and I'll try my best to write as a dude. You know what? No. I'll keep it third person. And, uhm yeah. Review. Oh and what else…? REVIEW OR I WILL SOMEHOW RANDOMLY GET EVERY FRIGGIN POWER IN THE FAYZ AND RELEASE THEM ON YOU AND LAUGH AS YOU WITHER IN PAIN! Lol jkkk. I'm not sadistic. But I semi-know someone who is!
** WARNING: THIS IS SORT OF A PARODY/COMEDY THINGY…REVIEW!
He landed in Coates's football field in his parents' helicopter. They were filthy rich, and were going to travel the world. His parents seriously hated him. They wanted nothing to do with him. The only reason they hadn't given up Curt for adoption is because it would look bad if they did. Curt is what can be referred to as an "accident child." The result of two drunken spouses. Yep. But Curt was a good kid. He did what he was told, received good grades in school. His parents didn't care. They would just say "That's nice" and "go work or something."
He hopped out of the chopper and heard it fly away. He was left alone in the football field.
Curt took a good look around. A gravel drive was behind the metal football goalpost. A massive stone wall that appeared to be taller than ten feet high surrounded the grounds. An intricate gate with one of those boxes that people sit in all day long and allow people in and out stood beside it. But the spectacle really was the school. It was at least five stories tall with the most lush green shrubbery he had ever seen. Huge ancient wood-made double doors appeared to be the entrance of the school, giving it the look of a castle. Curt picked up his suitcase and began to walk towards Coates Academy. He noticed other students walking toward the school as well. He tried to talk to several, asking where the main office was, but they all ignored him. Curt stumbled around the halls of Coates and eventually found the office. He walked inside a bit awkwardly.
He went up to the secretary. She wore her charcoal black hair tied tightly back. She had a young face and looked only twenty years old. "Hi…" he says and reads a name sign that sits on her desk. "Miss Romero. I'm new here and I don't really know how things work…so…could you help me, please?" Miss Romero smiled pleasantly.
"Can I get your name?" she asks.
Curt runs a hand through his messy brown hair and answers, "Curtis Downe."
"Downe, Downe, Downe…" she murmurs and looks through her files. "Ah!" She pulls several pieces of paper and a key. "This one is your schedule. This one is a map of Coates. And this one here tells where your dormitory is and your locker," she explains.
"Thanks," he says. Miss Romero checks Curt's file again.
"You don't seem to have any medical problems. And you're mentally stable…" she murmurs. Curt crosses his brows, confused. "Alrighty, so I'm not really sure if you know this or not but there are some extremely messed up kids in this school. There are some normal kids. I'm pretty sure you'll be able to figure out who's who but a quick word of advice: stay away from Drake Merwin. You'll know him when you'll see him. Alright?" He nods cautiously. "Class starts tomorrow. Go to your dorm and unpack your things. On your schedule it tells when breakfast, lunch and dinner is."
"Thanks," Curt repeats and walks out of the room. He looks at his map and walks toward the dormitories. Third floor room 309. He shoves the key into the keyhole and walks into the dorm. Two beds with an oak chest per bed sit side by side on the left wall. On the right wall there were two closets directly across from the beds and in between, another door that must be the bathroom. Curt picks up his suit case and drops it on the second bed. A few minutes later, another boy walks in the room. He has dark hair, and dark eyes. He looks like he wants to take over the world or something.
The boy smiles. "New?" he asks. Curt nods. "Well, I'm Caine Soren. You are either with me or not." Curt is utterly lost with the last statement.
"What?"
Caine smirks. "You'll find out." Caine dramatically turned around and walked straight out the door.
Okay then…
Later that evening, Curt somehow managed to find the, what could only be described as a fail of trying to brighten things up, cafeteria. He stood on the line and waited to receive his dinner. His stomach growled. He retrieved a tray. The line moved up. After waiting for a bit, he had a fairly decent dinner: chicken with mash potatoes and peas with gravy drizzled over the whole lot. He found an empty table and sat down.
He felt like a loner.
So, Curt stood up and a girl sat down at his table. Curt sat back down again. "Hi," she says. She has dark skin and brown eyes. "So…" she says trying to make a conversation. "I'm Dekka. What are you here for?"
"What do you mean?" Dekka smiled a bit.
"Well, I'm here 'cause I'm a lesbian, and that's not okay with my parents." Dekka explains.
"Oookaaay…" Curt says. "I mean no offense but that was just really random."
"Yeah," Dekka says. "I'm here on a random mission to get five bucks, so bye." She picks her tray up and walks back to her friends. Less than a second later, another girl comes up to him and sits down. She has red hair tied back into pigtails. A wild grin is spread upon her face.
"What'd she tell you?" the girl asks.
"Um, that she was here that her name was Dekka and that she was lesbian," Curt answers. The girl throws her head back and sighs.
"We're trying to get her to talk more!" the girl pipes.
"Did she get her five bucks?"
"Unfortunately, yes!" she says. "Oh by the way, I'm Brianna.""Curt," he says.
"I'm gonna call you…Curtain!" Before Curt could object she was back with her group of friends. He couldn't help but notice that she was a little…too fast. But whatever. Maybe she's on track or something.
Back at the dorm room, he was stuck with that Caine guy. Caine kept ranting about how he was going to take over the world one day and blah blah blah.
As Curt tried to sleep with Caine still not shutting up, he wondered if this was what was going to happen everyday. He groaned and rolled over. "Can you please be quiet?"
"That is no way to talk to your king!" Caine shouted and without even moving a muscle, Curt was being lifted into the air.
"What the f*** are you doing?" Curt screams, freaked out. The force releases him.
"I don't know," Caine replies, honestly "But I like it."
IDK Curt's like a lady's man without even trying! Sorry 'bout that random scene. Notice how Curt has no official friends? And he doesn't like Caine? That's CHARACTER! Boom! Lol jkkk. Just…just review.