Post by brayden william tyler on Jul 4, 2009 15:03:53 GMT 10
you're my satellite,
always the first star that i find
As Brayden headed to class, he looked at his phone yet again to check the time. Truth be told, he was in no mood to sit in a stuffy, cramped room with no windows listening to his least favorite professor talk, in minute detail, about which camera angles were best for close-ups and what type of camera should be used. He was passing the class with flying colors, so he felt as if he deserved a day off. Okay, so maybe he wasn't passing the class with flying colors, but he was doing well enough to skip a class. Then again, as he thought more about it, perhaps he should go to class. Professor West was famous for his pop quizzes.[/blockquote]
Reaching the Green, he saw several students simply sitting around. Most were nose-deep in there books, some were chatting on their phones, some were eating breakfast. But to Brayden, he saw an opportunity. Spotting a small wooden bench by a large tree, he casually walked over to it and placed his worn out school bag on the ground. As he place his right foot on the seat of the bench, he quickly followed with his other foot. Standing completely on the bench, he felt as if the decaying, old wood would give way at any moment and he would fall flat on his face.
Taking a breathe in, he began his impromptu speech. "Attention my fellow seekers of academic knowledge!" he bellowed as he watched odd stares come his way and paused for dramatic effect. "I just wanted to say ..." he paused again for dramatics. "Good morning!" as he finished, as he took his right hand and waved to everyone, imitating someone who had just won the Miss America pagent. He knew he would probably come off as a prick, but he didn't care. He simply wanted to wake people up from the boredom they seemed to be having.
Maybe people would even talk to their neighbor; make new friends. Something Brayden was always fond of. Watching as no one did anything, he jumped down and sat on the bench, pulling out his notebook for class as he began to study his notes.
outfit!
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