Chalk grated along a black board, flaking off dustily as words were written
down by the middle aged teacher. She pushed up her glasses and ran her
other hand through her messy hair, getting some chalk in it, as she glanced
to the window where the bright warm sunlight flooded in.
Students behind her sat slumped in their seats half-heartedly writing down the notes on the board. A paper ball flew through the air and hit a girl in the back of the head, causing a short burst of giggles before the students carried on whispering to each other and passing on notes.
The boy sat at the desk in the far back corner of the room, blending in with the ignored shadows as he sat still at his desk, pen and paper untouched as he stared ahead disturbingly and expressionless.
A blonde girl sat two desks away to the side of him. She was twirling some dark hair around her finger; a light in her grey eyes danced slightly as she tapped her pen on her notepad then she tilted her head to look at the mysterious new student. She shifted in her seat and slowly turned her body to face him as well as she blinked a while, watching him stare ahead and remain deadly still.
"Hi there..Lex isn't it?" she greeted with a small friendly smile, stretching her pale lips into thin lines, "Oh wait, you're Japanese aren't you. Konichiwa?" she leant forward slightly waiting for him to reply.
The boy slowly blinked before turning his head ever so slightly to the side, dark empty eyes resting on her as he stared for a moment at the girl. "Leave me alone" was his slow low monotone reply as he continued to stare and his face went back to the usual expression he wore.
"Hn!" The girl tutted and narrowed her eyes feeling angry and offended at the response. She glared at him for a long moment before shaking her head and facing the back of the girl in front of her. Slowly she reached forward and poked the girl's back with the end of her pen. "Are you okay?" she asked.
The girl in front slowly shook her head. Her face was pale and her eyes revealed that she felt exhausted, by the way the light was gone and the lids looked heavy. Her blonde hair fell over her shoulders and hung limply as she shook her head.
"Miss" the dark haired girl called raising her hand. The teacher turned eyebrows raised slightly in questioning from the call. "I think I should take Leah to the medical room, she looks and feels awful"
The teacher turned her gaze to the blonde girl and she looked alarmed for a moment shifting on her feet, before she nodded whilst pushing up her glasses again. "Yes, yes take her now" she permitted.
The dark haired girl stood up and swung up her bag over her shoulder as the chair screeched backwards behind her, scraping along the tiled floor. "Come on" she urged to the blonde girl, taking her by the elbow gently helping her to stand and slowly led her out of the room.
The teacher turned and went back to writing on the board whilst the rest of the class carried on uninterested. The dark eyed boy in the corner watched the girls exit the room with a steady gaze.
Footsteps barely echoed down the corridor as the boy approached the medical room. No-one else was around so he was absorbed in fragile silence and an unusual cold feeling in the building despite the warm sunlight outside that pushed itself through the building's windows.
He stood in the doorway. It looked like the typical school medical room. There was a table with chairs set up around it on the far side of the room, with a cabinet nearby with medical items and first aid kits. There was also a bed covered with pale yellow sheets, and in the corner of the room was a bin. The walls were painted a sickly off white, and the white tiled floor was slightly dirty marked and cracked as well. Thin curtains hung limply over a small window blocking some of the light coming into the off white cold room. It was so still and silent, almost dead, like in hospitals.
The boy calmly and slowly walked forward a few steps, gaze surveying the room before resting on the bed. He sniffed as he stared then slowly moved around the side of the bed, looking down to the floor. He stared at the dark edges of the tiles for a long moment before he slowly crouched down and sniffed again. His dry hand reached down slowly, and then he ran a finger along the edge of the tiles. He furrowed his brows slightly as his finger touched the floor and slid along it, before he picked at a corner of the tile with his nails.
Suddenly he looked up and turned his head to face the door alert, before he stood up stuffing his hands into his pockets before heading towards the doorway again to exit, only he stopped still in front of the doorway.
"Oh!" a middle aged plump Japanese looking woman stopped before she could collide with the boy and put a hand to her chest and mouth surprised. She had been humming when she was about to enter the room but jumped when a dark figure was suddenly right in front of her blocking her way. "You surprised me, I - wait. I haven't seen you here before, have I?"
The boy stared blankly at her.
"You, you must be the new student. Daijoubo desu ka?" she spoke in japanese, asking him are you all right?.
He looked at her for a moment, "hai. gomen" he replied with a nod, stepping to the side and still watching her with his dark unnerving gaze as she walked into the room. He blinked as she stared at him curiously then he exited the room.
She turned surprised "Matte!" she called after him asking him to wait. She paused and waited before walking back out of the room; an empty silent corridor greeted her. "How odd" she whispered to herself.
Cole leant against the side of the car smoking a cigarette, searching through the crowds of uniformed children for a sign of the boy. The laughing talking crowd was a swirling mass of movement; some students standing still, some running to join others, some exiting the grounds and filing out of the gate. The sunlight bounced off the windows of the building ahead of him which looked back sternly.
Suddenly a dark figure seemed to melt out of the crowd clearly and was walking towards the gate, dark piercing eyes resting solely upon him. Standing up straight he threw down his finished cigarette onto the dusty ground and ground it in with the heel of his boot.
When he looked up again the boy was stood right in front of him, slight pout in place and dark empty eyes staring up at him.
"So, how was your first day at school?" Cole asked, stepping aside and opening up the passenger side door and holding it open for the boy, who glared slightly before ducking into the car.
Students behind her sat slumped in their seats half-heartedly writing down the notes on the board. A paper ball flew through the air and hit a girl in the back of the head, causing a short burst of giggles before the students carried on whispering to each other and passing on notes.
The boy sat at the desk in the far back corner of the room, blending in with the ignored shadows as he sat still at his desk, pen and paper untouched as he stared ahead disturbingly and expressionless.
A blonde girl sat two desks away to the side of him. She was twirling some dark hair around her finger; a light in her grey eyes danced slightly as she tapped her pen on her notepad then she tilted her head to look at the mysterious new student. She shifted in her seat and slowly turned her body to face him as well as she blinked a while, watching him stare ahead and remain deadly still.
"Hi there..Lex isn't it?" she greeted with a small friendly smile, stretching her pale lips into thin lines, "Oh wait, you're Japanese aren't you. Konichiwa?" she leant forward slightly waiting for him to reply.
The boy slowly blinked before turning his head ever so slightly to the side, dark empty eyes resting on her as he stared for a moment at the girl. "Leave me alone" was his slow low monotone reply as he continued to stare and his face went back to the usual expression he wore.
"Hn!" The girl tutted and narrowed her eyes feeling angry and offended at the response. She glared at him for a long moment before shaking her head and facing the back of the girl in front of her. Slowly she reached forward and poked the girl's back with the end of her pen. "Are you okay?" she asked.
The girl in front slowly shook her head. Her face was pale and her eyes revealed that she felt exhausted, by the way the light was gone and the lids looked heavy. Her blonde hair fell over her shoulders and hung limply as she shook her head.
"Miss" the dark haired girl called raising her hand. The teacher turned eyebrows raised slightly in questioning from the call. "I think I should take Leah to the medical room, she looks and feels awful"
The teacher turned her gaze to the blonde girl and she looked alarmed for a moment shifting on her feet, before she nodded whilst pushing up her glasses again. "Yes, yes take her now" she permitted.
The dark haired girl stood up and swung up her bag over her shoulder as the chair screeched backwards behind her, scraping along the tiled floor. "Come on" she urged to the blonde girl, taking her by the elbow gently helping her to stand and slowly led her out of the room.
The teacher turned and went back to writing on the board whilst the rest of the class carried on uninterested. The dark eyed boy in the corner watched the girls exit the room with a steady gaze.
Footsteps barely echoed down the corridor as the boy approached the medical room. No-one else was around so he was absorbed in fragile silence and an unusual cold feeling in the building despite the warm sunlight outside that pushed itself through the building's windows.
He stood in the doorway. It looked like the typical school medical room. There was a table with chairs set up around it on the far side of the room, with a cabinet nearby with medical items and first aid kits. There was also a bed covered with pale yellow sheets, and in the corner of the room was a bin. The walls were painted a sickly off white, and the white tiled floor was slightly dirty marked and cracked as well. Thin curtains hung limply over a small window blocking some of the light coming into the off white cold room. It was so still and silent, almost dead, like in hospitals.
The boy calmly and slowly walked forward a few steps, gaze surveying the room before resting on the bed. He sniffed as he stared then slowly moved around the side of the bed, looking down to the floor. He stared at the dark edges of the tiles for a long moment before he slowly crouched down and sniffed again. His dry hand reached down slowly, and then he ran a finger along the edge of the tiles. He furrowed his brows slightly as his finger touched the floor and slid along it, before he picked at a corner of the tile with his nails.
Suddenly he looked up and turned his head to face the door alert, before he stood up stuffing his hands into his pockets before heading towards the doorway again to exit, only he stopped still in front of the doorway.
"Oh!" a middle aged plump Japanese looking woman stopped before she could collide with the boy and put a hand to her chest and mouth surprised. She had been humming when she was about to enter the room but jumped when a dark figure was suddenly right in front of her blocking her way. "You surprised me, I - wait. I haven't seen you here before, have I?"
The boy stared blankly at her.
"You, you must be the new student. Daijoubo desu ka?" she spoke in japanese, asking him are you all right?.
He looked at her for a moment, "hai. gomen" he replied with a nod, stepping to the side and still watching her with his dark unnerving gaze as she walked into the room. He blinked as she stared at him curiously then he exited the room.
She turned surprised "Matte!" she called after him asking him to wait. She paused and waited before walking back out of the room; an empty silent corridor greeted her. "How odd" she whispered to herself.
Cole leant against the side of the car smoking a cigarette, searching through the crowds of uniformed children for a sign of the boy. The laughing talking crowd was a swirling mass of movement; some students standing still, some running to join others, some exiting the grounds and filing out of the gate. The sunlight bounced off the windows of the building ahead of him which looked back sternly.
Suddenly a dark figure seemed to melt out of the crowd clearly and was walking towards the gate, dark piercing eyes resting solely upon him. Standing up straight he threw down his finished cigarette onto the dusty ground and ground it in with the heel of his boot.
When he looked up again the boy was stood right in front of him, slight pout in place and dark empty eyes staring up at him.
"So, how was your first day at school?" Cole asked, stepping aside and opening up the passenger side door and holding it open for the boy, who glared slightly before ducking into the car.