Post by Scott Hutchinson on Jun 4, 2015 22:56:47 GMT -5
Once upon a time there was a hall and a boy and the hall was very empty and the boy was very bored. What did the two have in common? Not much, really, other than the fact that the both possessed the same relative geographical location and neither of them had much interest in the other. The boy was short and blonde while the hall was fluorescent and vast, but that wasn’t particularly important. What was important was that the boy was called Scott and the hall smelled like bologna which inspired Scott to walk a bit faster. He never did like bologna.
By the time Scott reached the end of the hall he knew that there were exactly 552 tiles on the floor and that there were 31.5 lockers (.5 because locker 26 had been busted up by some idiot and now only counted as half a locker). For whatever reason the counting had not alleviated his boredom in the slightest, but it did give him an idea. A grin stretched across the boy’s face. Without warning or any apparent purpose he sprinted back down the hall in the opposite direction with his hand outstretched, slapping every lock in the row of lockers as he went, raising a noise that wasn’t unlike the sound made by a spoon caught in a garbage disposal. Moments later Scott was wheeling around the corner, laughing manically, as he was pursued by no less than three teachers and a prefect. If they had gotten close enough to catch the boy he would have noted that the prefect also smelled like bologna, but, whether through some divine act of mercy or sheer dumb luck, the kid managed to give the pack of disciplinarians the slip as he turned down a random hall, burst through a pair of double doors and flung himself behind a large piece of something.
Holding his breath, Scott crouched behind the something as the four authority figures followed him breathlessly into the gym. A few students frowned at the interruption before focusing back on their respective work-outs. None of them gave any indication that they noticed the boy at all. Scott’s smirk widened as the four sniffed around, losing interest with every treadmill they passed. Finally, they all gathered in a huddle in the middle of the gym and seemed to collectively decide that they had better things to waste their time on. As soon as the gym door closed behind them the boy began laughing hysterically.
By the time Scott reached the end of the hall he knew that there were exactly 552 tiles on the floor and that there were 31.5 lockers (.5 because locker 26 had been busted up by some idiot and now only counted as half a locker). For whatever reason the counting had not alleviated his boredom in the slightest, but it did give him an idea. A grin stretched across the boy’s face. Without warning or any apparent purpose he sprinted back down the hall in the opposite direction with his hand outstretched, slapping every lock in the row of lockers as he went, raising a noise that wasn’t unlike the sound made by a spoon caught in a garbage disposal. Moments later Scott was wheeling around the corner, laughing manically, as he was pursued by no less than three teachers and a prefect. If they had gotten close enough to catch the boy he would have noted that the prefect also smelled like bologna, but, whether through some divine act of mercy or sheer dumb luck, the kid managed to give the pack of disciplinarians the slip as he turned down a random hall, burst through a pair of double doors and flung himself behind a large piece of something.
Holding his breath, Scott crouched behind the something as the four authority figures followed him breathlessly into the gym. A few students frowned at the interruption before focusing back on their respective work-outs. None of them gave any indication that they noticed the boy at all. Scott’s smirk widened as the four sniffed around, losing interest with every treadmill they passed. Finally, they all gathered in a huddle in the middle of the gym and seemed to collectively decide that they had better things to waste their time on. As soon as the gym door closed behind them the boy began laughing hysterically.