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■□■ Jay ■□■
Anger, pain and heartlessness...
Two large grey suit case stood against the large four poster bed of the large room. Everything about it, the room, the bed, the wardrobe, everything. Large.
The blonde walked into his room in quite a huff, not quite seeing how the principle of his own school had seen why this would be good for punishment. By no means did he want to be forced of his boarding school, no way. That would mean returning home, to his family and having to actually be around them. He sighed and rolled his eyes as he looked at the cases. Really, he didn't want to be here, he didn't want to unpack anything and he certainly didn't want to be in any sodding play with any sodding girls. They happened to be the last thing on his mind after what happened....
He brushed the though off with the shrug of his shoulders and decided to get down to it, why sit here and wallow in his own misery, then wake up tomorrow morning with crumpled clothes? His long, calm strides meant he was at the beds side within a matter of steps and all set to go. A slender hand had reached for his case but his eyes quickly caught a piece of paper on the bed and he sat down to read that first.
'James Johnson' It read in the top left hand corner before going on to waffle some nonsense about welcoming him to the school and hoped his accommodation was up to his standards. "It's Jay you numb sculls and no it's not up to my standards now send me back to the boys academy!" He grumbled down at the paper as though there was a speaker hidden inside the wafer thin sheet that would hear his wish and grant it.
After a second or two, when Jay had found his wish hadn't been granted, he tossed the piece of paper with his time table and letter of welcome on it to the side and pull the first of the two suitcases up onto the bed.
Feeling round for the zip in fury, he found it eventually and pulled it round, almost pulling it right off on one of the sharp corners. Flicking the lid open and eyeing the clothes just beneath it, Jay began to unpack. He swooped around the room and pushed the clothes into what would be their rightful places while he was stuck in this hell hole.
It was strange how a boy could show so much anger when he was a still object but when his body began to move, it moved with such grace and poise that really showed his wealth and up bringing.
A while passed and he'd finally finished packing everything into it's rightful place and shoved the suitcases beneath the bed. A sigh of relief and annoyance left his lips as he stood back to his full height and looked around the room. Well, there was certainly nothing he could do in here to entertain himself. He quickly remembered something it said on the 'Welcome Letter' and snatched it up from the floor to reread it.
"...once you've unpacked and settled in, feel free to explore the grounds. I'm sure the girls will be happy to meet you and take you on a guided tour."
Quirking a brow, he had to wonder exactly what type of girls these were. Would they really be that desperate? He shook his head and put down the paper, with a little less anger, onto the side table beside his bed. Now settled, he decided to do exactly as the paper had said and opened his door to venture out and explore the grounds. Half of him hoped he'd bump into one of the boys from his school or maybe even a like minded girl from this one, though he doubted he'd get on with almost anyone here.
...you left me broken.
■□■ Johnson ■□■
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