Sawyer walked into school, wearing a dark grey hoodie, a black shirt, and blue jeans, as well as red high tops, and sighed, putting on the same smile he faked everyday. No one could tell he wasn't genuinely happy, and he went to his lovely hell called math. Inside, he took his seat in the back of the class, just like everyday...... After a few moments, the bell rang and the teacher walked in, business immediately as always. "Sawyer Browne?" "Here!" Sawyer called in his normal monotone. The teacher, Mr. Grayson, finished roll and started rambling on about something Sawyer didn't understand. Sawyer started doodling absentmindedly and ended up with a pretty graphic drawing of him and his dad, and OF COURSE, Mr.Grayson decided to come over then and saw the drawing. "What is this? Where is your work?" Sawyer showed him the work he had done. "Right here Sir..." he mumbled quietly. The teacher checked it over and deemed it satisfactory, before walking away murmuring something under his breath that sounded a lot like "emo kid"
After the hour was over, Sawyer went to one of his favorite classes, Art.
A/N hey guys, sorry about Nightshades Tale... I was experiencing serious writers block and wasn't able to update as much as I wanted to, but I'll try and be more consistent... See ya later! -Hailey
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General FictionSawyer Browne has a seemingly ordinary life, he has good grades, pretty popular, but there's a lot hidden behind that smile....