Another day another...(Open)

[Pine]

Pine was a little achy today. It seemed one of the hall monitors caught him skipping class for the umpteenth time and instead of taking him to class kicked his ass. Pine was not really too badly hurt. A bruise here and there a little cut on his lip, nothing serious. Part of the reason he was injured at all was because he chose not to fight back. What would have been the point of kicking the crap out of a hall monitor? That would just invite more trouble from Pillars, Teachers and the Principal. Any person willing to oversee this school had to have serious mental issues stemming back God knows how far. Whoever it was, Pine was sure he didn't want to meet them.

Pine went to his locker and turned the combination dial. He pulled and it didn't open. He tried again to the same avail. On the third try the locker opened and a backpack was retrieved before closing it again. A groan escaped as a bag came in contact with sore ribs. The rest of the day was going to suck. The only small mercy Pine could think of was that the little girl was not here to watch him struggle. It would probably only lead to another fight and Pine was not up to a third round today. It seemed every time they tried to settle the score someone intervened. As such, a conclusion had been reached in the young mans head, fighting her was pointless. As a result Pine had somewhat gone out of his way to avoid the girl named Sara. Lately it had only been because of good luck.

Pine was about to get moving to class when he suddenly began to feel a little weak. He dropped his bag off his should and leaned against the locker, slowly sitting himself down on the floor. His right leg straight out in front of him and his left leg bent and against him. Pine rested his left arm on his bent knee and leaned his head back against the locker. It seems the hall monitor had done more damage then Pine had originally thought. It might have not been such a good idea to allow him to do so much damage without consequence. It bothered Pine to be in such a weakened state. Though it would not last long, it never took long for someone to come and pick s fight here. Pine just hoped that if someone did come across him that they were not going to attempt to fight him.

[george]

I was walking through the halls. I had just avoided a hall monitor. Damn they were thorough. It didn’t matter because I would run into another sooner or later. I was about to enter my class when I had second thoughts. I really didn’t want to go so I stepped away from the door and continued walking. It was probably going to be boring anyways. I watched as some kids scurried through the buildings to get to class, or they were ditching. Either way I didn’t exactly care. I turned the corner and saw a kid relaxing next to the lockers. He was had a cut on his lip. He probably had a run in with a hall monitor. Oh well, I will have to take a look at the hall monitor. I walked by and stopped right in front of him.
“Little bit of advice. You might want to get cleaned up before you go to class. You don’t want to let people know you got your butt kicked.”
I turned away from him as a kid was running to class. He got a little to class for my liking so I put a foot out and tripped him.
“Don’t be late next time.” I continued down a little way down the hall and opened my locker. I put my stuff down and looked back over to the kid. Something was going to happen. I wasn’t ever rude to girls or guys if a girl was around but he was a guy and no girls were around. I waited to see if he responded.

[Linda Osako]

Linda was walking threw the halls on her way to class. She had a full load of books including, her econ, math, and history text books. Today was actually going pretty okay. Linda had been on time to school, and her first class. She was on her way to her math class when she took notice of a student sitting against the lockers. He was in pretty bad shape, his lip was split. Something told her that there had been another fight, and she had missed it. Fuck she couldn't be everywhere at once tho could she?

"Are you alright?" Linda asked the collapsed boy, not really taking notice of the boy who was talking to him earlier.

She was hoping he was, cause if not Linda wasn't sure the school had anymore room in the Nurse's office.

[Pine]

Pine's head began to spin slightly as he leaned it against the locker. He didn't remember taking any real damage to his head but you never knew what could happen with the body. It only took a little pressure in the right spot to cause serious damage. Considering the spinning didn't get any worse he doubted the damage was overly severe. Perhaps after another few minutes he would get up, fix himself up and get to his next class.

As Pine sat there he thought about the hall monitor that did this to him. Pine remembered the face and would be sure to repay the fool in kind of his lack of restraint. The auburn haired kid didn't even bother to fight back, not a single attempt to counter or block a move so why beat the crap out of him? Was the monitor having a bad day? Did his girlfriend dump him for being such a tool? Did he just enjoy beating on people that didn't fight back? In all honesty it didn't even matter to Pine. The reason was simple, he took it too far and would be made to pay for it later. On school grounds Pine could not touch him without severe reparations. Off school grounds however was nothing to save him from the consequences of his actions. Sooner or later Pine would find him, sooner or later he would pay.

A voice caused the thought process to be interrupted. The head turned slightly to see a blue haired boy. It seemed everyone Pine had talked to lately had blue hair. Roxy had blue hair and so did Bix, both were his friends and the only people he regularly talked to. This boy was different though, he was being a smart ass. As if Pine didn't know he would have to clean his lip before going to class or not to be late for class. If Pine were feeling able to stand he might have slapped the kid, since he couldn't a verbal rebuttal would have to do.

"I wasn't late I was skipping. Also...Does not fighting back against a hall monitor count as getting your butt kicked? I wonder..." Pine said and looked away from the boy, allowing his bangs to fall in front of his eyes yet again.

He heard another voice and turned to look at the owner. Instead of being greeted by another blue haired individual Pine was given some variety. Black hair, brown eyes, and a nice figure were a welcomed change for the boy.

"Yeah...I should be fine as soon as my head stops spinning." Pine said and allowed a small grin to cross his face. "Though it should be said that the hall monitors need a lesson on dealing with passive resistance. Kinda hard to justify splitting a kids lip and beating him to the ground if they didn't even raise a hand against you."

[george]

I watched as he responded to what I said. Shit, I didn’t know that’s what happened. I saw as a girl came over to see if he was all right. He said he would be fine. I walked back over to him.
“Sorry about that. I really should figure out the whole story before jumping to conclusions. My name’s George.”
As I looked at them to get a better picture of their faces I hoped that they would remember me. I looked back at the boy. He didn’t seem to be as bad of a state that I thought. For getting his ass beat by a hall monitor he didn’t seem to bad. He was probably a lot stronger than I would have guessed.
“And who might you to be?”