Post by Keegan Hopkins on Jan 11, 2008 13:07:55 GMT -5
I know that memories never die;;
A few students stood in a group huddled around something, But they seemed to be cheering someone on. Of course if anyone walked closer they could tell there was fight going on between some kid and a senior football player. The football play stood his hands in fists ready to fight, but the other was on the ground, He gently touched his lip, noticing the crimson streaks across his hand. ‘You done already?’ The senior teased punching a fist into his palm to indicate strength. The seventeen year old stood back up letting a written on black Converse high-top covered foot slam down on top of the jocks foot. ‘Ouch!’ was all the boy could say before the Juniors hands laces together hit under his chin, sending his backwards.
Needless to say the Junior had picked the fight, he had many reputations around the school. Some kids thought he was the quite shy boy of the school, but others knew him as the fighter or trouble-maker, And there was also a hand full who had never seen his face before, and his face wasn’t to forgettable with the many piercings. With five piercings around his mouth and two in his nose along with the many rings in his ears he stood out in any normal crowd. He was wearing baggy jeans with a hole ripped in each knee along with a red and silver studded belt that only went through a single belt loop letting it hang unevenly around his hips. He also had on a black t-shirt that read ‘Death Note’ in red messy letters. Around his right wrist was a assortment of different bracelets. His shoes where black converse, but they where untied and written on with different sayings or song lyrics.
“Be happy I let you off easy” The boy hissed over his shoulder as he walked off. Only raise his hand back up to his bleeding lip causing it to sting. Luckily he hadn’t lost any piercings in the fight. He sighed sitting cross legged on a bench. He didn’t feel any satisfaction for beating the mindless jock. He ran a hand over his side-sweep putting it back in place over his forehead as his dark hazel eyes scanned the circle. He recognized many of the people milling about, but he didn’t really ‘know’ any of them but a few still staired at either him of the senior that staggered away.
Needless to say the Junior had picked the fight, he had many reputations around the school. Some kids thought he was the quite shy boy of the school, but others knew him as the fighter or trouble-maker, And there was also a hand full who had never seen his face before, and his face wasn’t to forgettable with the many piercings. With five piercings around his mouth and two in his nose along with the many rings in his ears he stood out in any normal crowd. He was wearing baggy jeans with a hole ripped in each knee along with a red and silver studded belt that only went through a single belt loop letting it hang unevenly around his hips. He also had on a black t-shirt that read ‘Death Note’ in red messy letters. Around his right wrist was a assortment of different bracelets. His shoes where black converse, but they where untied and written on with different sayings or song lyrics.
“Be happy I let you off easy” The boy hissed over his shoulder as he walked off. Only raise his hand back up to his bleeding lip causing it to sting. Luckily he hadn’t lost any piercings in the fight. He sighed sitting cross legged on a bench. He didn’t feel any satisfaction for beating the mindless jock. He ran a hand over his side-sweep putting it back in place over his forehead as his dark hazel eyes scanned the circle. He recognized many of the people milling about, but he didn’t really ‘know’ any of them but a few still staired at either him of the senior that staggered away.
