Snippet #1376399

((Can we have roommates, or is it everyone to their own room?))

"Somebody! Stop him!"
Despite the shouting, the teen didn't slow down, gripping his satchel to his chest like his life depended on it. And as this was a school, it's contents really did. Flynn Rider flipped open the flap of the bag and made sure the contents were all there. A grin broke across hsi face when he saw all the test answers were intact. This reassurance put new energy into his strides, which helped him escape the pursuing teachers.
Flynn was never any good at classes, not one. So he figured the only way to pass was to get the answers before the tests were given. Unfortunately, his plan was blown when the teacher on duty in the office came back from lunch early. So here he was, running from that same teacher, plus more who had joined the hunt.
Flynn blew out the front door, right into the crowd of new students disembarking from their transports and making their way into the school. If I can make it to the edge of the grounds, I'll be home free., Flynn thought to himself. Dodging to the right, Flynn ducked and dove around the other students, keeping a firm grip on the bag.
He was free, he could make it. Flynn took one final glance over his shoulder. In that split second, a boy with a ponytail appeared in his path. There was no time to stop. Flynn plowed right into the boy, knocking himself off balance and almost dropping the bag. As soon as he was on his feet again, Flynn took off once more. "Sorry, my friend! Academic achievement is at stake!", He shoted over his shoulder to the kid he knocked over.