Merciless manner is what we call our school.
It is horrible,teachers are VERY strict,nobody does anything was someone is bullied
My whole life is so...so...shitty!
I feel like crashing on to the ground and yelling 'Fuck it!'
Yep,that's how much I hate the world.
I parked my bike against the bike rack,then letting the robots take care of locking my bike.
I walked towards the entrance,until I got knocked over by somebody.
"I'm sorry" a voice said
"It's totally fine,I should look where I was going" I said.
I looked up to see a boy with the same color hair as me and had brown beautiful eyes and was about 5'10
He must be new,I've never seen him before at this school. But I remember seeing him somewhere,I just can't remember
He let his arm out
I grabbed it and got up
"Thanks" I smiled
"Your welcome" the boy said "I'm Louis,and you are?"
"I'm Dakota" I said shaking his hand.
"You got quite the grip" he smirked. He almost laughed.
I covered my hand over his mouth.
He pushed it off "What's wrong?"
"No laughing,remember?" I said "Or else your in soo much trouble"
"Well that's stupid,I'm not from here" he started to whisper "I'm from the past"