The door creaked, the clicking of shoes following after. The smell of dust hit Raphael's nose like a brick, making him sneeze a couple times. Other than that, Raphael seemed...at home. Turning on a computer by his lonesome, save two others that were talking online to each other according to his eyes. He couldn't see the words.
Great! The sixteen-year-old thought as he looked at the next computer. Too much is on that computer. I can't quite read it. I guess that is why they sent me here. I don't even know how to shoot that weird blue beam out of my eyes. Raphael looked towards his arm. I guess it served me right... He sighed, wondering just how much good this school will do for him.
Great! The sixteen-year-old thought as he looked at the next computer. Too much is on that computer. I can't quite read it. I guess that is why they sent me here. I don't even know how to shoot that weird blue beam out of my eyes. Raphael looked towards his arm. I guess it served me right... He sighed, wondering just how much good this school will do for him.