A short drabble:
Edward stood in front of his mirror. Slowly, he took in the view. Sighing, he loosened his school tie. Pulling on his school blazer, he ran down the stairs to the living room. He twisted himself over the banister and he swung himself down onto the wooden floor. He landed both feet on the floor, knees bent. He went into the living room, picked up his school bag, and walked out the front door.
As he closed the gate outside his door, Tom from down the street was walking from his house too. Tom smiled as he realised they were both wearing the same uniform.
'You are also enrolled at St. Gregory's?'
'Yes'
'This is your first year, I believe?'
Edward nodded, his eyes on his black shoes. He couldn't think of anything to say. He had seen Tom around the neighbourhood of course, but they never really talked. Tom glanced over at Edward and his small eyes crinkled around the corners. Edward grimaced back in response.
'I'm sorry, I'm just preoccupied.'
Tom sighed and nodded his head.
They walked the rest of the way up the school in companionable silence.
The first day at school was unremarkable. Half way through the day, an old man with glasses had knocked on the door of Edward's class. One look at Edward, and he marked something on his wooden clipboard. Then he left. Edward thought perhaps the only interesting thing had been the resounding sound the door made when it creaked back into position. The first thing he did when he got back home was throw off his tie.
'How was your first day at school darling?'
Edward smiled mechanically at his mother. Her startling green eyes looked right back into Edward's identical ones.