Dreamstreet
Star
- Joined
- Aug 9, 2014
Nick Jericho had really done it this time. This was the seventh time he was kicked out of school for his low grades and bad behavior, and now he was left with no chance of getting an education. No school in the country wanted him at their school now, or so he thought. His parents had desperatly tried to get any school to accept him, and in the end it had paid off. An all girls school, with a great look on discipline would accept him, but it would also make him the only boy in the school. To make matters even worse for him, the school was in the other end of the country so he had to move into the schools dormatory. He would never have accepted this, but since it was the last chance he would get, he was left with no choice.
A few days later he arrived at the school. He was wearing a pair of dark jeans, and a white t-shirt on his rather muscular and well toned body, and had a leather jacket over his t-shirt. His dark short hair was well styled to the side, and his blue eyed face was newly shaved. He grabbed his loggage, waved goodbye to his parents as he walked into the school, wondering who he should meet or even where he should go.
A few days later he arrived at the school. He was wearing a pair of dark jeans, and a white t-shirt on his rather muscular and well toned body, and had a leather jacket over his t-shirt. His dark short hair was well styled to the side, and his blue eyed face was newly shaved. He grabbed his loggage, waved goodbye to his parents as he walked into the school, wondering who he should meet or even where he should go.