Thread: Under the Cross [Google & Cosmic]

Micheal O'Connell , son of state senator Johnathan O'Connell and punk rock enthusiast, above all rebel without a cause was running late for school. His father's status might have been enough to get him out of that kind of trouble but the problem was that dear old daddy would never let him use his name or influence in that manner, not that Micheal really wanted that sort of favor anyway. Half the point of his rebellion was to cause trouble just because he found it amusing to see what people would do. The psyche class he had done last semester had led some people to the brilliant insight that he only rebelled because he had never been given any boundaries when he was younger and was trying to force his parents to take a stand of some kind. Micheal had told the people with that idea to fuck off, he caused trouble because it was fun not because he wanted attention from daddy. Still rebelling meaninglessly had its perks and after a quick shower and grabbing a bagel for breakfast Micheal was looking at that perk, two years earlier he had gotten his first car after going an entire month without getting detention, totally worth a month of his natural hair color and keeping his language generally rated PG especially during the required bible study. Even two years later his baby, his jet black 99 Camaro was still able to take his breath away. And then he was off, his habit of driving quickly and aggressively getting him into the school parking lot just before the first bell rang, technically he was still on time which meant that in his mind he was early. The extra time that he had in his mind gave him time to examine himself in the mirror a little better, his freshly dyed hair was still technically within the regulations that the school, no doubt it was a tad messier in appearance then the nuns would like and of course they would take offense with the color but he wasn't breaking the rules because it was not covering his eyes, did not exceed more then three inches of bulk and was not touching the collar of his collared shirt, the same collared shirt that he wore over what was supposed to be a plain white t shirt, one which he had spray painted the infamous anarchy A, depending on the lighting of the room the black A may or may not show at any given moment. After a few moments, quite content that his appearance showed a proper disregard for authority Micheal got out of his car and slipped a Swisher Sweet into his mouth as he made his way onto the campus only for it to be snatched away from him the moment that he went to light it by one of the sisters standing at the front gate... he didn't know why they even bothered because he would just find a quiet corner later on and enjoy himself. It hardly mattered though, it was time for another soul crushing day of boredom and Micheal wasn't sure what he would do in order to make it more tolerable for himself. It was just after that bleak thought ran through his head that he saw her for the first time, an out of place brunet with some very interesting piercings in the sea of uptight and perky blondes. He was used to being alone, to stand apart from everyone else in the crowd but now he could see someone else, perhaps someone he would be able to talk to, perhaps another rebel in the ocean of conformity and perk that was all around them. With a smirk on his lips he pushed his way through the people that stood between them and grabbed her arm, pulling her from the crowded hallway into one of the empty classrooms that was used for extra curricular activities. He didn't know why he had done it, impulse had told him that he wanted to have a chance to talk to her alone before things started and with his poor impulse control he had just gone with it. The only problem was that he didn't quite know what to say now that he was alone with her. Uhhh, look just please don't scream or anything, this probably seems really strange but I promise that I am not going to hurt you or anything. Sounded lame but hopefully it would keep her from freaking out and pulling some pepper spray on him.