Snippet #2643058

Hasson continued walking, oblivious to the incoming projectile. He was too caught up in his own music to notice the stone until it hit. With a loud smack, it caught the boy right on the side of the head, exploding his vision into swirls of color and stars. He felt a warm trickle of blood through the stinging pain, and angrily turned to the source of the trouble...then stopped.
He stared up at the girl before him and knew full well who she was, though he had never met her in person. Talon Day, the girl that refused to fit in. Her dress was out of uniform, her colors were any that were against the norm. And she didn't mind breaking a few rules. With a smirk, he grabbed the stone, shoving it in his pocket as he turned away from the girl. He'd have his fun later, when he could play around with his computer without fear of prying eyes.