Snippet #1582286

Adrial slid into the classroom quietly, making sure that no one saw him.
His charcol eyes scanned the room, noting that almost all of the seats were filled, except for a few of the seats in the back.
Securing his backpack over his shoulder even more, he silently found a seat next to a giant window in the back of the room.
He placed his bag down on the open chair next to him, making it so someone else would get the impression that the seat was already taken, or that he just didn't want to be bothered with people.
The last thing he wanted was to make a friend, or rather, someone who thought they were friends.
Not after what had happened at his old school...
He shook his head, as if trying to clear the thought from his mind. His shaggy black hair settled in front of his eyes, and he tried nonchalantly blowing them out of his face.
He sighed when the returned to their initial position.
He rummaged around in his bag for his notebook while the teacher explained why they had been put into this class.
Instead of finding the desired object, his hand wrapped around something squishy. It 'eeped' in surprise, causing people in front of him to turn around.
"Sorry..." He mumbled, lowering his head to peer inside.
He saw the lights above him reflect off of a pair of specs and sighed again.
He got the feeling he's be doing a lot more sighing than usual.
"Sorry, Chi. Did I wake you up, love? Go back to sleep."
He reached around the chubby demon to grab his notebook, as Chi gave a mewl in response.
He pushed the bag onto the desk, to ensure that it didn't fall, as it would have on the chair.
The teacher, Mr. Bekenfield or some nonsense, cheerfully announced the student assistant, and Adrial sunk down into his chair, and stared out the window.
Something told him it was going to be a loooong day.