Fun, Young Hearts

introduction

I've never been in a private school before... it's not as different as I imagined. I really hope the students here aren't as stereotypical as people say, a bunch of spoilt living out of daddies pocket teens with their heads up their a...

"Mr. Urie?"

The principles assistant interrupts my thoughts, that's another thing what school has a principals assistant? She just sits there behind a desk telling people to have a seat, what a waste of spa....

"Mr. Urie?" She asks and tilts her head, I didn't realise I was staring at her the whole time I was lost in thought.

"He's ready to see you now" she's got a flat voice, it stays in one tone the whole time she talks. Almost like she's ready to give up on everything, miserable but who can blame her? I just give her an awkwardly closed mouth smile and nod as I slowly pass her to the principles office.

"Aah Mr. Urie" he stand up from behind his desk to shake my hand, again I just awkwardly smile whilst I shake his hand."Please take a seat, I'll just get you your rotor printed off" he sits back down hidden behind his desk, the desk is a dark oak with engravings down the legs, it's probably bigger than my bed.

"I hope to catch up with you before the end of the day Mr. Urie, I'd love to hear your thoughts and experiences of your first day" you really wouldn't like to hear my thoughts of this place, I answered in my head. "Uh..yeah, sure thing
Sir..." we both looks as the door opens and the assistant sticks her head around the edge. "Sorry to interrupt, the kid with the uniform issues is here" this woman just loves to interrupt things.

"Send him in" he says in a very intimidating tone

"Shall I leave now?"

"No no no, I have an idea" he replied, I don't like the sound of that.

"Mr Ross, you've had too many warnings about wearing make up" in the same tone as before whislt grabbing a box of tissues.

This boy walks into the room... tall, thin, brown hair swept our of his face, revealing probably the nicest pair of eyes I've ever seen, full of youth and adventure surrounded by a tiny amount of black eyeliner, hardly visable. Listen to myself 'full of youth' I'm 20 going on 70 with these thoughts. Not realising I was half smiling at my own thoughts that I missed the quick conversation between the two. I decide to tune back in.

".... are we clear Ross? Great now you're both heading to the same room so... you can maybe escort Mr. Urie so he doesn't get lost" the younger boy looks at me and let's out a sigh as he effortlessly walks out the room, expecting me to follow.

I'm not the best of writers but I thought I'd try. Nothing much really happens in this chapter but Hey its the first chapter