Anderson chuckled, he had plans to break every single one of those rules and get away with it. Information was power, and Anderson had already amassed a good deal of it. But he would probably have to break those rules if he wanted to get more in this school, he didn't have time conforming to hypocritical rules, he had an empire to build.

He patted the Beretta Raffica in its holster under his jacket and felt the combat butterfly knife in his sleeve. Sins were created to be made, he just made more of them. He panned his head around and saw the boy next to him fiddling with his fingers and a novel sticking out of his pocket. "Nice book you've got there, I've read it before, interesting book isn't it?" 
The boy looked at him as Kazeno poned to the v=cover that was peaking out of the pocket, "If you want to read it, then do it. I won't snitch, [i]I promise.[/i]
Anderson put on a smile as he reassured the boy, [i]Service with a smile,[/i] he thought to himself.