Rude and Not Ginger
Supernova
- Joined
- Jan 9, 2009
Zachary was starting his day the same way that he always started it. He was entertaining several people with a story of how he tricked one of their close friends into making a fool of himself. He was, in simple terms, an ass. He spent his day tormenting his friends and pretty much everyone who he found interesting. It wasn't intentional but everyone loved him. They all enjoyed to laugh at each other and they worshiped him. He was the unofficial king of the school.
But of course there was the two or three dozen kids who didn't fit in. Normally they would be ignored by his group, unless of course they chose were chosen as the target of the day. Recently, he had a new target. A girl who just simply seemed to not fit in. And today was going to be another day where she suffered at his hands.
Even as he walked towards her, his malicious intent obvious from the group of ten or so 'popular' students standing at the corner of the hallway, he still looked gorgeous. His dirty blond hair was shaggy and fell nearly to his eyes. He was tall, almost 6' 2", and his loose fashionable clothing hung off of his average build in an appealing way. He was musclebound like the jocks but he wasn't out of shape. He was just perfect. And when he reached her, he leaned on the lockers in an appealing way. "Morning..."
But of course there was the two or three dozen kids who didn't fit in. Normally they would be ignored by his group, unless of course they chose were chosen as the target of the day. Recently, he had a new target. A girl who just simply seemed to not fit in. And today was going to be another day where she suffered at his hands.
Even as he walked towards her, his malicious intent obvious from the group of ten or so 'popular' students standing at the corner of the hallway, he still looked gorgeous. His dirty blond hair was shaggy and fell nearly to his eyes. He was tall, almost 6' 2", and his loose fashionable clothing hung off of his average build in an appealing way. He was musclebound like the jocks but he wasn't out of shape. He was just perfect. And when he reached her, he leaned on the lockers in an appealing way. "Morning..."