[b][u]Robert Fallson - Lost... Again.[/u][/b]

[b]"This is my second week here! How is it that I still can't figure out where everything is?!"[/b] Robert shouted. As the clueless redhead rounded yet another corner, he dropped to his knees in defeat. [b]"I'm back where I started!"[/b] he yelled, hands raised above his head as if he was grasping at something above and head thrown back as he stared into the light fixture above. [b]"Yeeaurgh!"[/b] Robert then crashed forward to lie on the cold, hard tiling and wallow in self-pity. Everything that was in his backpack, which he had forgotten to zip up at the end of his last class, soon slid out and scattered itself around him. [b]"Blargh."[/b] The young boy realized this was getting him nowhere and rested on his knees so he could pick up his stuff. Once the floors were cleared of all but one of his belongings, he looked at the cover of the last remaining book. [b]"Of Mice-Faunas and Men,"[/b] he repeated the title. [b]"Strange name for a book. I wish Professor Albion would have told us a little more about it before assigning it to us."[/b] Dropping it in and zipping up the bag, Robert got back to his feet. [b]"Okay, I'm sure I can find my way this time. Third time's the charm right?"[/b] As he walked down the halls, he muttered to himself, [b]"I wonder how far the drop is from this floor."[/b]

[i]A FEW MINUTES LATER[/i]

[b]"This was a bad idea. This was such a bad idea,"[/b] Robert said as he hung on to the window for dear life. Having seen the familiar sight of the docks just outside, he had decided that instead of trying to find the staircase down he would try to jump out the window and find his way from there. It was once he was clutching at the ledge of the window that he realized how bad of an idea this was. [b]"Oh no. I'm slipping. I'm slipping. I'm slipping! Gaaah!"[/b] Robert plummeted towards the Earth as soon as he lost his grip. Everything seemed to be moving in slow motion, and for some reason a certain [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4zLfCnGVeL4]song[/url] began to play in his head. His eyes sealed shut as he came closer and closer to the ground beneath him. This was how he was going to die. A group of students would find his broken and bleeding body lying next to Beacon's Language Hall and everyone would know that he died falling out the frickin' window. [i]Snap![/i] [b]"Ahh! My back! I think I- Wait a minute."[/b] Looking beneath him, Robert found he had landed on a soft bush. The sound he just heard were branches, not his bones. [b]"I'm alive. I'm alive! Ahahahaha!"[/b] He climbed out of the brush and dusted himself off of dirt, bugs, and whatever else that had been residing in his landing spot. [b]"Man, that window must have been like... 100 feet up in the air,"[/b] Robert said, staring at the second story window he had fallen from... Yes you read that right, the second story. The melodramatic boy turned back towards the docks and began walking. [b]"Hope no one saw that."[/b]