Snippet #1982774

Haruo
He hopped out of the limousine, almost forgetting his bag behind. Luckily, the driver noticed and handed it to him. Haruo thanked him gratefully and turned to face his new adventure, his new school.

It was grand, obviously, but more so than Haruo had expected. He wandered through the unfamiliar hallways, noting the odd stares that were directed at him. He was used to it. He was, after all, abnormally short. Not to mention he looked like a softie. He held his head high and kept his back straight as he made his way to the auditorium, confident that the air about him was confident and professional.

At last, he made it to the auditorium. He didn’t sit down, instead standing by the wall of the grand auditorium. His eyebrows quivered. He wasn’t sure how long he could keep up the “professional” appearance. He should have been used to it by now, but no matter how many times he tried to keep it up it always ended up breaking somehow. It wasn’t who he was.

Mel
As soon as the grand school came into sight, Mel began a sprint to the building, not giving a damn how stupid she looked. She hoped she wasn’t late.

She entered the school, keeping her schoolbag close as she looked around in wonder. Ho-lee shit. She wasn’t used to this much grandeur. It was almost scary what these rich people did to decorate. Mel reached up and adjusted her braid, making sure she at least looked somewhat decent. After all, if she didn’t get some rich kid to attend to, how was she going to get practice for her future? She had to learn how to support her little brother and absent-minded mother somehow.

She entered the grand old auditorium, which was where the new students were to supposedly congregate. She took a seat in the back, solitarily, and looked around. There were rich kids, but also kids that had the same common appearance that she herself carried. She allowed a small smile to grace her lips. It seemed that she might find some friends at this school after all.