Arriving early, apparently, did not equal academic success.

First period math was an absolute blunder, and just to make things worse, due to lack of rest it was discovered that sleeping in Ms. Williams’ class results in rather archaic consequences (standing outside while holding buckets with your arms extended, is that even legal?). 2rd period involved study hall because of frivolous activities with some fun freshmen girls and being late for biology. It was deduced that the freshmen class’ persons of the female orientation seemed….DELIGHTFUL this year. 3th period history was ok, but because of teacher’s boring demeanor, said teacher’s name was not recorded into his memory bank.

NOW. Now twas time for lunch. Uncharacteristically, he decided not to let anybody cling to him, to serve the purpose of looking at everyone from an unbiased point of view (people watching was fun, even better than interacting with people sometimes). Though this was quickly forgotten, for lunch food beckoned with the howls of one thousand wolves. HUNGRY wolves. He quickly got into the line, and after some sweet talking and carousing in the ordering machine’s general direction, a delicious extra greasy burger was acquired. Now, a seat. Choosing was kind of easy, considering there was one empty table. Which was fine, just for today.

He rushed to the table to avoid it being stolen. As he sat down, he laid his back back on top of the table. A sort of a do not disturb sign (at least in his mind). The watching commenced. He really spotted no one interesting, at first anyways. A gal with pink hair….How….Flashy. He lifted the burger to his mouth and proceeded to wound the delicious morsel with his teeth. Ghastly. As he was about to repeat the process, a girl (“Woman?…What makes a woman a woman?”) walked up to him with tater tots in hand. Delicious tater tots. Thats right, a girl. A quick analysis revealed that she was….decent in looks.

But he wasn’t about to turn a lovely young lady(nor anyone) away~

It was 5:27 a.m. How annoying. Waking up aroused with no one sleeping with you was boring. School started in 3 hours and 30 minutes. Having nothing better to do than lie around and wait for the alarm to sound the infernal sound it was designed to make, he got up, let out a rather drawn out yawn, neatly laid out his school uniform on the bed, and headed for the shower.

As per his morning ritual, he examined every inch of his body. His brown hair was a mess, but he wasn’t their to look at the things that were wrong. He admired every line and contour his flat stomach had, so much so he ran his finger across it. He gave himself shivers. He looked at his soft lips in absolute delight, and even licked them. “Lovely”, he thought. Realizing he was getting VERY side tracked due to his adoration of himself, he got down to business and took his shower. He made sure to apply shampoo twice, loving the feeling of shampoo in the hair. Every experience felt with his body was something to remember, whether it be good or bad. He never put on his boxers, believing they just got in the way. The order he dressed in was paramount, for…”Oh dammit”, he muttered.

8:36 a.m. He rushed his normally strict clothing ritual and ran down for breakfast. He grabbed an apple and banana, drank a tall glass of milk, and waited for several minutes. School was 2 blocks away. But being a firm believing in being fashionably late,(ESPECIALLY on the first day of school) he waited.

8:45 a.m. He ignored any hellos and greetings as he passed by people. With a single minded determination of getting to class early, EVERYTHING was ignored. He approached the class room, took in a deep breath, smiled, and opened the door.

For everything was going just as planned.