"Comp 6"
Phil Tuckerman was your average teenage boy, he had pimples and braces. He also had brown eyes to match with his knotty brown hair. Phil was as tall as a skyscraper. Everyday he wore a dark wrinkled shirt and stained jeans. The dark and unwashed clothing didn't just make him smell, but also make his skin look even more ghostly.
He looked horrible and it suited his personality quite well. He was always sour like a lemon. Phil would also feel the need to shatter any nice or kind spirit that bothered to talk to him. He'd mumble to himself in the back of the room every day about how he hated life. Phil had never enjoyed life after his father had passed away.
Phil wasn't always this way. He used to be an average little boy, who wanted to play with fake guns and through worms at girls. That all changed when his dad died and his mom remarried one month later to an insane man. The step dad would tell Phil stories of taking over the world, the stories stuck inside Phil's head making him just as insane as a villain in a movie. Ever since Phil's childhood, he lays awake at night scheming.