Darren Griin's Story

Darren headed for the art room. He still had no idea what he was supposed to be drawing, so he thought he'd go up and see the teacher. Maybe sir would tell him. He just hoped he'd not get some stupid fish like Lucifer. He'd also never liked Lucifer too much, since Lucifer always talked to him like trash and he didn't like it. Before Lucifer and his other little 'followers' showed up, Darren was practically the king of the school. He was popular, smart, cute and funny. Then Lucifer came with all his good looks and his mysterious attitude, that drew all the women away from Darren. But lately he'd be talking to a girl called Deidre and he quite liked her. He wouldn't say it was any sort of serious relationship, but he didn't consider her just a friend.

Darren walked into the doorway of the art room, bumping into Deidre. "Oops, sorry!" he said with a grin. She had a picture, which peaked his curiosity. "Hey, I didn't realise you were artistic," Darren said, "Can I see it?". He didn't mean to sound nosy, but he'd often let his curiosity get the better of him. This mainly got him into fights, which was something he did quite often in the school. Fighting, misbehaving, etc. Most teachers didn't like him for it, then again Darren's carefree attitude allowed him to not really care what anyone else thought. He was snapped out of his thoughts when he realised he was talking to Deidre.