Your support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)A shrill bell signaled the end of classes for the day, the old wooden doors flew open and the students moved from their rooms like bats out of hell. Teachers weren't far behind, this was a Friday, there wasn't a sole on the grounds who didn't want out, to start their two days of vacation between their five days straight of work. Of course, some students had to stay after the end of normal operations for detention, and tutoring and... well, lets just say other activities. Likewise, Instructors stuck around to finish up work too, grading papers, etc, etc.
There happened to be a particular group of students, all male, and normally not the troublesome type; who were staying post bell this Friday. Their little group wasn't exactly approved by the Principal, and well, even if they had tried certainly it would have gotten them nothing better then expelled. There were five regular members: Trevor, the leader and oldest member at 16, he was tall for his age at 6 feet even. Short dark brown hair and tanned skin, that was him. Second in command, George, age 16 only a few months behind his leader and 5'7" to match his title. Black hair, and skin to match his commander, he was a tad bit more robust then the older boy but not terribly so. The last three were; Micheal, Jason and Brice. All 15 and a few months, black, brown and blond hair respectively.
All from different classes, but they all had one objective between them...get that one teacher that dominated their dreams and thoughts. It's why they were gathering outside her classroom, this very moment.
There happened to be a particular group of students, all male, and normally not the troublesome type; who were staying post bell this Friday. Their little group wasn't exactly approved by the Principal, and well, even if they had tried certainly it would have gotten them nothing better then expelled. There were five regular members: Trevor, the leader and oldest member at 16, he was tall for his age at 6 feet even. Short dark brown hair and tanned skin, that was him. Second in command, George, age 16 only a few months behind his leader and 5'7" to match his title. Black hair, and skin to match his commander, he was a tad bit more robust then the older boy but not terribly so. The last three were; Micheal, Jason and Brice. All 15 and a few months, black, brown and blond hair respectively.
All from different classes, but they all had one objective between them...get that one teacher that dominated their dreams and thoughts. It's why they were gathering outside her classroom, this very moment.