Skeletons In The Closet

Chapter One: Unchained

(SCENE ONE)

“Good morning class, hope everyone is excited about this first year’s semester?” questioned Professor Ian Wilkinson as he tapped the chalkboard with eyes wondering around the auditorium. He made a sudden turn as his eyes gazed upon us, then he stopped walking and pointed to a young man, Zayn Ahad, who sat in the corner of the class. “You sir! With the black hoodie, what’s your name?” he asks, but he keeps his head down and doesn’t move, not one inch. “oh-okay” slips out of Professor Wilkinson’s mouth as he turns his attention to Harry, who is right in front of the stage. “And yours?” He immediately stands, “I’m Harry White, Sir” and the professor nods. He looks up at the ones sitting on the balcony and calls on the three girls that are making rustling sounds. “You three there! Kindly tell me your names?” the girls looked confused, they probably weren’t paying attention to him, but one of girls stood up, she was taller than expected, she had long brunette hair, her eyes were light brown and she had pale skin. “I’m Faylyn Woods, this is Isabelle Pierre and that’s Charlie Grey, Sir” and she sits back down. “Well at least I’ll remember some of you” said Professor Wilkinson as he takes a sit too. “For this semester, in this class, we’ll be doing a lot of reading and you have the opportunity to go on field trips but in groups, because of the large batch we have this year. Never-the-less, we’ll have some fun” he says trying to make it sound as interesting as he possibly can.

The bell rings and everybody heads out of the auditorium to go to their next class, the hallways were filled with people scrambling their books, running to classes and some just standing looking around aimlessly. To the corner of the hallways, there were two boys holding hands, it looked like Michael Willet and Jose' Da Silva. They were walking towards Literature class. To the other end of the hallway was Niall Phillips and Ashton Thomas laughing at Professor Caspar Davidson, he was a Chemistry teacher, from South Africa, he was a normal white middle aged man with a huge, okay, maybe not huge but he had a tummy. He walked funny and had a weird but demanding voice. As the hallways cleared up, you can see Demi Moore and her two puppets, Leigh Chester and Mahogany Lux, she nearly owned the institution because Demi’s Father is one of the founders of Greenwich State College. Moving down the hallways, we find, Jc Williams, Nick Richards and Michael Evelyn, the heartthrobs of the class of 1986 at St Paul’s High School. They were tall, pale white, with beautiful eyes almost non-human looking and appeared muscular. Into the art room, Miley Wilkinson, Professor Wilkinson’s daughter and Lily Thomas are working on their first art project of the semester. Miley was an averaged height, brown headed, green eyed girl from Missouri that moved with her father after her mom had remarried, and Lily was a short, blonde haired girl from Tennessee. Luke Reed, Miley’s boyfriend for over a year now, was sitting on the table next to her as she was finishing up her painting, he was tall, had average weight, but a little too thin for his age, he had tattoos and a piercing on his lip. He had a strange sense of fashion, he wore ripped skinny jeans with dark shirts, but as to his friend Calum Johnson, he was the total opposite. Calum wore more colorful shirts and skinny jeans that weren’t ripped all that bad but those two were the definition of contrast. Calum and Luke had been best friends ever since they were six years old, almost fourteen years of friendship. Running towards the Chemistry class was Becky Justice, Calum’s girlfriend, she was a very hyper active, short, brown haired girl but recently she dyed her hair white and her roots were black, she had blue eyes and blood red lips with rosy pink cheeks. She was late for class with Professor Caspar Davidson, who had already started to explain the layout of topic for the semester. In class was a group sitting at the back Kylie King, Taylor Bennett and Louis Jacobs, they were giggling probably at the appears of Andrea Lopez', who had an accident this morning as she was crossing the road at college when a meat truck splashed dirty water on her white vest and blue straight jeans and her hair was wet after she tried to clean herself up. “Class, please settle down” Professor Davidson says, trying to get the class’ attention. “And how are we today? Not too good I assume” Connor Lewis says to Andrea as she’s fumbling with her books. “It’s obvious, that todays’ not my day” she sighs. “OK, turn to page 44 and we’ll start from saponification and work our way down, but this topic should be a pass over, cause I’ll be teaching you the basics and you’ll read the chapter” says Professor Davidson as he begins to scribble important key words on the board for us to take notes on.