Candy Kingdom Highschool

The New Kid

.:: Marshall's Point Of View ::.

Sitting up in my bed I smack my alarm off and drearliy sit up, rubbing all the sleep from my face."Damn.. I have school.." Grumbling I roll out of bed, and make my way over to my closet, pulling out my everyday red plad shirt, and a pair of ripped jeans, floating into the bathroom to wash my face and get dressed.

After brushing my teeth, I pull on my clothes and hover into the living room littered with boxes full of my junk.

Diging through one labeled "Shoes" i pull out my red converse sneakers, pulling them on, thinking to myself, 'why do i need shoes anyways? I never walk.' Pushing my thoughts aside I grab my backpack, and my guitar case, slinging both over my shoulder before grabbing an umbrella from the holder by the door and floating out the door, ready head to Candy Kingdom High. Another school with more losers.

"Great.. Just more shit ill have to put up with here." Sighing and shaking my head i lock my door, and float down the stairs, and down the side walk as a bus passes by, looking up from underr the rim of the umbrella, i see groups of candy children, and other creatures staring at me with looks of intrest.

Smirking I simply lift the umbrella slightly where they can see my face from under the rim, and lift my middle finger, watching as the faces of them all twist into looks of discust and go back to what they were doing, as the bus speeds on by me.

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I finally reach the school, passing "kids" from the bus that passed previously as they huddle in groups whispering violently about me, as i from and continue floating up the steps into the schol headed to the office. Once inside i close the umbrella up and stuff it into my bag as i continue to float down the hallway, every once and a while glaring at my hand, looking at the map i doodled on it to see where I was at or needed to go.

Ignoring everyone i finally find my way to the office, opening the door to see a woman sitting at a desk and another three doors off to the side.

Still looking around her voice directs my attention over to her, "Excuse me. May i ask your place of buissness here?" she says,

I nod, "Yeah im the new kid, Marshall Lee. I need a schedule for classes." I say.

"Take a seat." She nods and gestures to the row of chairs in front of her, as I hover over and sit in one, uncomfortable, and antsy because of the sudden contact.

She begins typing as i fidget uncomfortably in my seat, jumping as the printer starts up, slowly popping out a piece of paper.

"Heres your schedule. Oh, and Mr.Lee? Try to walk in the hallways. its a rule. you have to walk in the hallways."

I roll my eyes, taking the paper from her "Ill try to contain myself." I then stand, and walk out of the room. Highly uncomfortable with the contact with my feet and the floor. But ill make do.

I stand against the wall, out of the way as I stare at the schedule.

First period: Track.

Second period: Math.

Third period: Reading.

Fourth period: Music.

Fifth period: Art.

Lunch Bell.

Sixth period: History.

Seventh period: Science.

End of class bell.

I scan over the list and stare at the activity class for First period and sigh. "Great. More feet on ground contact." I mutter, picking up my guitar case and walking towards the outside track. This should be hell.