Zak was glad that his telepathy was limited so he only picked up people's
thoughts every so often. If he truly concentrated he could sometimes pick
up their thoughts. Other times, everyone's thoughts rushed in at once.
Glancing around, Zak saw no cars and started to cross, the school was
across from where he was. The screech of tires actually made him start a
little.
The silver haired teen stopped in the middle of the road and turned to find an old pickup truck speeding towards him.
-Move out of the way your stupid fuckin Goth-Came the shout of the young driver's mind.
Zak's eyes narrowed and he gripped his backpack straps as he flipped sideways, agile as any acrobat, and landed on his feet on the school sidewalk. The driver sped past, swearing profusely in his thoughts and aloud.
Shaking his head slightly, Zak continued to walk up the stone steps leading into the red brick school with many windows lining the upper section of the building. The same brown haired girl that had been watching him back when the boys had been mocking him, pulled open the large school door for him and smiled a little nervously.
Eyeing her, Zak stepped around her and slipped inside to the noisy school with teens everywhere from 13-19 roamed. Surprisingly, the girl insisted on following him and tagged a little behind a little beside him.
"Hey! I'm Sophie, what's your name?" The girl asked, trying to keep pace with his long stride.
Zak ignored her, staring ahead with an almost grim expression, determined not to let the girl pity him. A few people when they walked past snickered and stared with a raised brow at the strange looking silver haired, amberish eyed boy.Sophie seemed to notice this too and lowered her eyes, blushing a little, but still stubbornly following him.
Stopping, Zak turned and began fiddling with his lock, turning it left and right to twist in his com.
"Goth."Someone smirked while walking past.
Zak's expression didn't change and he did not even appear to take note of the other boy's taunting. Nor the five other people who were hovering away at a distance, doing their usual surveying of 'the weird Goth boy'.
Sophie shifted from foot to foot and pulled her left backpack strap back into a comfortable position on her shoulder, facing him while looking at the students out of the corner of her sky blue eyes." So.. Are you going to answer me? I mean.. You don't have to.I was just wondering."
Zak leaned into his locker, face momentarily disappearing as he pulled out a couple of the books for his various subjects and classes that day. Then he savagely threw his backpack in, and turned to Sophie.
"Hello Sophie. My name is Zak. Now stay the fuck away from me." With that, Zak stalked away to his first class, Math. HMM please tell me if you like it;-; plleeaaaseeee.
The silver haired teen stopped in the middle of the road and turned to find an old pickup truck speeding towards him.
-Move out of the way your stupid fuckin Goth-Came the shout of the young driver's mind.
Zak's eyes narrowed and he gripped his backpack straps as he flipped sideways, agile as any acrobat, and landed on his feet on the school sidewalk. The driver sped past, swearing profusely in his thoughts and aloud.
Shaking his head slightly, Zak continued to walk up the stone steps leading into the red brick school with many windows lining the upper section of the building. The same brown haired girl that had been watching him back when the boys had been mocking him, pulled open the large school door for him and smiled a little nervously.
Eyeing her, Zak stepped around her and slipped inside to the noisy school with teens everywhere from 13-19 roamed. Surprisingly, the girl insisted on following him and tagged a little behind a little beside him.
"Hey! I'm Sophie, what's your name?" The girl asked, trying to keep pace with his long stride.
Zak ignored her, staring ahead with an almost grim expression, determined not to let the girl pity him. A few people when they walked past snickered and stared with a raised brow at the strange looking silver haired, amberish eyed boy.Sophie seemed to notice this too and lowered her eyes, blushing a little, but still stubbornly following him.
Stopping, Zak turned and began fiddling with his lock, turning it left and right to twist in his com.
"Goth."Someone smirked while walking past.
Zak's expression didn't change and he did not even appear to take note of the other boy's taunting. Nor the five other people who were hovering away at a distance, doing their usual surveying of 'the weird Goth boy'.
Sophie shifted from foot to foot and pulled her left backpack strap back into a comfortable position on her shoulder, facing him while looking at the students out of the corner of her sky blue eyes." So.. Are you going to answer me? I mean.. You don't have to.I was just wondering."
Zak leaned into his locker, face momentarily disappearing as he pulled out a couple of the books for his various subjects and classes that day. Then he savagely threw his backpack in, and turned to Sophie.
"Hello Sophie. My name is Zak. Now stay the fuck away from me." With that, Zak stalked away to his first class, Math. HMM please tell me if you like it;-; plleeaaaseeee.