Harper switched the ignition off and the low hum from his Porsche 918 Spyder's engine halted. For a rather small car it gave off a powerful sound. Harper reached for his single strapped bookbag as he exitted the car. He didn't bother putting the bag on, while he strolled to the front door with other students who began to arrive as he did. A few teachers were among the crowd, heels and dress shoes clicking loudly on the pavement. Harper made his way to his first period class, skipping breakfast when he caught a glimps of Cheryl. The last thing Harper needed was to be harrassed by the mini paparazi about his recent break-up with one of the school's most sought after girls. It didn't end well either, Harper did do some things he was not proud of. Cheatting being one of them. He strolled over to his locker, dialing in his combo.