
The tall, dark-skinned boy entered the cafeteria, the usual noise of the student body drowned out by his earbuds blasting music. Of course, always earbuds; Alpha had a strong relationship with music, one that wouldn't disappear probably ever [and so expect them in many posts]. Being the new kid in school was never fun. Not fun at all. Having to walk into the lunch room, get your food, and hover around for-damn-near-ever to get a seat that wasn't in the bathroom and then ending up wasting time and never getting to eat...... Well, always one of the hardest parts of being new. Seeing everyone talk and hang out with their friends, and then just.... Not having a relationship with a single entity there, especially if you weren't the anti-social type.
Thank Doge in Heaven Alpha was pretty anti-social.
The rather quick boy had been one of the first into the cafeteria, meaning he easily had a pick of the tables. He got his lunch [which he most likely wasn't going to eat], walked to a seat bathed in light [for the warmth, duh] and just plopped down, pushing his tray off, adjusting his tiny uniform tie, and sat, easily scaring many off with his resting bitch face and imposing figure.
It allowed him to just.... Sit and watch everyone. Remember the bit earlier about being the new kid in school? Imagine being the new kind in a school where most people weren't even human and everyone had freaky abilities of some sort. And then there was you, with a tiny grasp of your full potential. An embarrassing grasp, really; probably less than what some elementary school-ers had that'd been born and raised on the island. Alpha just hated the idea of having to try and explain all that fluff to some prodding schoolmate.
Thank Doge in Heaven Alpha was anti-social.
Thank Doge in Heaven Alpha was pretty anti-social.
The rather quick boy had been one of the first into the cafeteria, meaning he easily had a pick of the tables. He got his lunch [which he most likely wasn't going to eat], walked to a seat bathed in light [for the warmth, duh] and just plopped down, pushing his tray off, adjusting his tiny uniform tie, and sat, easily scaring many off with his resting bitch face and imposing figure.
It allowed him to just.... Sit and watch everyone. Remember the bit earlier about being the new kid in school? Imagine being the new kind in a school where most people weren't even human and everyone had freaky abilities of some sort. And then there was you, with a tiny grasp of your full potential. An embarrassing grasp, really; probably less than what some elementary school-ers had that'd been born and raised on the island. Alpha just hated the idea of having to try and explain all that fluff to some prodding schoolmate.
Thank Doge in Heaven Alpha was anti-social.