Alexander was walking down the school's hallways. A medium sized box in his hands, full of his things. Letters, old photographs,books,just the regular things he would fill his new office with. He was officially the new counserlor. Not a bad job tittle if you asked him. The one thing that worried him was getting along with the students...not that he was much older then them anyway. In fact, Alexander looked even younger then he already was. The man was only twenty, but held the appearance of boy in his mid-teens. This was something that always bothered him. By now, he had reached the office and had opened the door with his new keys. It was a big enough place. Alex sighed and sat the box on the table as he took a seat at the front desk. The one thing he had forgotten to do was close the room's door, all well. He sat back in his chair and placed his hands behind his head, relaxing and thinking about what could happen.
.I'll be you're guardian angle.
Some Nights I Stay Up
Cashing In My Bad Luck
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Some Nights I Call It A d R a W
