Confidants:: N/A
Whereabouts:: Dorms => Evergreen Campus => Dorms
The sound of his breath.
The cool morning breeze.
Alex couldn't help but feel the wonderful chill of the wind tickling his backside as he stifled a yawn, basking in the silence of the campus. The boy was going through the motions of his daily schedule, usually routine stretches and a brisk run in the early recesses of the morn.
Stretching one leg out and upwards, he held himself in place for a couple of seconds before switching legs and performing the same stretch for a couple of seconds. This took a couple of minutes, and upon completion he did a light ten second stretch with his arms. Once those seconds were up, he started to lunge forward, switching with each leg just like he did with the prior exercise.
These stretches were nothing but appetizers to the entree continued for a couple of minutes as he went over the numerous amounts of information they were given in their prior biology class before seguing into the anatomy of the body and somehow going on to the types of brain damage and disease.
"... the myelin degenerates... autoimmune... sclerosis..." He sighed before putting those thoughts on hold.
The boy couldn't help but sigh and chuckle to himself; he sometimes knew too much for his own good as he went on to cross his arm across the body before holding it in place with his other arm. After a couple of more stretches, he rotated his arms a bit before glancing around. Sucking in some air and breathing out, he jogged in place for a couple of seconds before breaking out into a run.
At times like these, he smiled to himself, or what he thought looked like a smile to him as he made his way around every nook and cranny of the campus, unhindered by curfews or people in his way. Sure, there were other people lingering about the place as Alex shot some of them sidelong glances. He was positive that one or two of them awkwardly shuffled away as they attempted to avoid eye contact.
The boy could only grimace and raise an eyebrow in their direction, clicking his tongue against the front of his teeth. How utterly ridiculous.
He kept running, each footing tapping on the pavement in sync with the beat of his humming. His mind restarted once more, going over the lessons again, reassuring himself that he finished all the assignments and listing them all off ten times, and so on. This rinsed and repeated itself a couple of times throughout the run, interspersed with myriads of miscellaneous thoughts.
This continued full well until he worked up a decent enough sweat, coming to a halt as he approached the dorms. He felt the pressure of wanting to bend over and rest his laurels, but resisted the temptation as he entered in the building, standing tall and proud with a resting bitch face.
In a minute, he found himself in the kitchen sandwiching an avocado and an egg in-between an English muffin. Further more, he went between munching away at his delicious breakfast and his lunch, consisting of a spicy-chicken lettuce wrap. This only lasted a couple of minutes as he packed it all into a nice plastic container with his name on it. He gave dirty look at one of the doors down the hallway before placing it into the fridge and bolted towards his room.
Once back inside, he stripped and tossed the tank-top he wore onto the bed before swiping up one of the few pens up from his desk and drawing a check-mark in his planner. Well, that was that.
With a sigh and a yawn, he kept to the schedule, starting with hopping into the shower, getting into his uniform, ensuring all the materials for his classes was in order, and forcing himself to check up on his instrument. It took him around forty-five minutes, so he was probably early, but it never hurt to check. Glancing at the digital clock situated on a stand across the room, it was noted that he had less than an hour left before departure.
What now? Alex collapsed onto the bed, stifling another yawn as he turned his head, eyes drifting to the the first thing that could be noted across the furbished room - a shelf he and his mom purchased for him upon moving here. The other was his dads old PlayStation 2; now that he thought about it, he never got back around to finishing Silent Hill 2.
Eh.
Nah.
Instead, Alex prompted to lie back in his bed staring at the ceiling, unblinking for a couple of seconds before whipping his head over and glancing at his cellphone on the opposite side of his desk. It was fully charged, so Alex just reached over and plucked it and detached the phone from the charged before performing a few swipes.
Staring stone faced at the illuminated screen, tapped something on it before continuing to look. That lasted only for a bit until he began punching in characters on the screen. He furrowed his brows as he began relaying the message, punching in more and more letters, speeding up at his own tempo before abruptly stopping. Alex froze on the spot, finger hovering over the next character as he analyzed what he typed.
As he looked, Alex pursed his lips before sighing, weakly pressing a single character with his thumb before tapping the power button on the side.
"Uggh, Christ," he murmured to himself,
somehow finding a way to have an even harsher frown than what he displayed on a daily basis. Groaning, he crossed his arm over his head, obscuring his eyes as he basked in the dull silence of his own room.
...?
Huh?
Alex rubbed his eyes and scowled before looking over at his blurry clock. It took a few minutes for his eyes to adjust, but he could see that it was well pass the time he wanted to leave. He only seemed to curse himself as he launched himself out of bed, stretching and snatching red bandana from the closet. He couldn't help but give himself a wistful smile before deftly wrapping it around his right arm.
Giving everything one final check, he sauntered out of the door, noting that one of the doors was left ajar. Rolling his eyes, he shut it before heading for the fridge and finding, lo and behold, his meal was there. At least
one of them had the decency not to take it this time.
"I really should invest in a friggin' mini fridge," Alex muttered as he placed it careful into the bag.
And with that said and done, he was ready to tackle the day, dashing to the exit and gently shutting and locking the door before nimbly weaving his way down the stairs.
Confidants:: Ava (@addamas), Merja (@Typical), and Some Jackass Climbing a Tree (@FalloutJack)
Whereabouts:: Evergreen Campus
Alex was gonna be late, well, at least by his standards. Despite the leisurely pace he was going at, the boy would make it to his class, not a second too late. Most other people were taking their own time too, as Alex made a sidelong glance at one of them, before noticing them awkwardly swivel their heads away from the boys general direction.
He scoffed and ruffled his hair, turning away to eye a different set of students, noting this time that they didn't exactly turn away, but Alex could easily tell that they seemed uncomfortable. Crossing his arms, he decided to just keep his eyes to himself as he returned his focus forward.
This walk barely two minutes before he found himself in the courtyard, a far cry from the whispers and minute chattering was now replaced with a cacophony of different voices; could be compared to a mosh pit on "bad" days, but for now, he strolled through campus, intermixing with the crowds of people. Yawning, he cracked his neck before noticing a familiar girl.
Helped that her height made her stand out like a sore thumb - Merja. Along with her, he briefly noted a much shorter lady accompanying her, Ava. He glimpsed at the the two has he was drawn towards their location, a moth to flame, noticing a small exchange of an apple. While it was a rare event for her not to have food, it nevertheless caused Alex to scowl, grinding his canines against one another.
Of course, as he was approaching the duo, a shout managed to catch his attention. If anything, that meant something was brewing and the boy pivoted to look in their direction, only to find a boy scaling a tree.
Alex blinked.
Why was someone scaling a
tree?! He groaned and sighed, feeling a lump form in the back of his throat. Either he had just formed a tumor, had tonsillitis, or was just generally baffled at the sight of this all as he began pinching the bridge of his nose.
He was going to get this shit sorted out as he trudged over there with a fire in his dead coal eyes that could burn the nine circles of hell, possibly thaw the ninth as well. Coming towards the base of the tree, he gathered with the menagerie of students, joining them all in staring up into the tree.
And, predictably, he heard Merja look to someone guidance, primarily Ava this time around.
"Y'know, maybe not being so indecisive could be a start," he flatly interjected, answering in Ava's stead as he approached the two before continuing on.
"After that, how about getting security or shouting at the idiot to get down." He coughed before taking in a large breath of air and hollering at the kid.
"OY! Why the hell are you doing climbing that tree and giggling?! Actually, scratch that, get down from there before you fall on your ass and hurt someone!"
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