SEBASTIAN
The new boy. Now, here's some stuff you should know about me- I really freaking hate people in general. Something about them bugs me. But he's different. He kinda just stands at his locker, watching my bag. I shuffle a few things around tk hide the gun.
"Ooh! A new toy, can I play with it?" He asked in a heavy accent. I looked at him like he was crazy.
"Shut your freaking gob, asshole, you trying to get me in trouble?" I hissed. He grinned wider, and stuck out a hand. I ignored it. "Jim Moriarty."
"Sebastian Moran" I muttered reluctantly back. When he smiled, it kind of reached his eyes, but not quite. Some girls were giggling at me from the corridor.
I suppose I was quite good looking. You don't really think about those things when you are like me. I had brown eyes and sandy blonde hair like a lot of people. I was tall, maybe that's it.
However, Jim was small and dark haired, and looked a bit like a small animal. Someone came up to him.
"Hey Leprechaun!" The boy laughed. Jim smiled sweetly. He reached into his pocket and I'm a flash of movement even I couldn't detect, there was a plastic fork buried in the boys face; and just as quickly it was taken out.
He stumbled back, shocked. "Anyone else think I'm funny, or want to make a joke?" He said cheerfully.
