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The Beginning 5 -CF Fic-"So what did you do?!" Curtis' mentor asked nervous. Sweat dripped from his head. Curtis was sitting on the other side of the table. He put his old All Stars on the table. "Burned a teacher, got to this school, and throw a knife at my teacher. Which missed sadly enough.."
"Oh god..." Curtis' mentor whispered. "God doesn't exist.." Curtis said with a smile. "But the devil does!" "I see.." The man muttered, then he coughed. "Well Curtis, if you ever do that here, then u'll get much more problems then you'd ever imagine!" He said angry. Curtis smiled again. "Whatever.." Then Curtis stood up and walked to the door, while he dragged his backpack on the ground. "Ciao..!" Curtis said while he walked away..
Erik was working. It was a wonder, ERIK was working! Well, working... Drawing, but what else could you do at art? It was one of his favorite lessons, a place where you could use your fantasy, another escape from the normal world! Erik just wanted to draw the head of the zombiehe was making
The Beginning P.4 -CF Fic-Enthusiastic Curtis walked into another classroom. When he looked around his enthusiasm only become more, Technique! Curtis loved to make things by his own, everything was better as sitting and writing down stupid calculations.
He throw away his vintage looking brown backpack and walked to the table where the teacher was standing. It was a big man with a beard, he had a blue uniform. The man looked at Curtis. "I didn't see you here before.." The man began.
"Oh, uhh... yeah, I just moved to this school..." Curtis answered a bit nervous. "Oh, why did you move?" The man asked curious. "Well... uhhmm... yeah.." Curtis stuttered, he took a deep breath. "I set a teacher on fire..." Curtis closed his eyesand grinned from ear to ear. "Haha.. I also gave someone a chelsea smile.." Curtis opened his eyes again. His teacher was looking at him, his eyes where widened and his skin was pale. He must've been really scared of Curtis!
"Dude.." Curtis began. "You look like a zombie!" He laughed while he
The Beginning 3 -CF Fic-Erik walked to the next local. He had a large bag in his hands, in the form of a guitar. Erik sighed when he walked into the local. He already felt a bit freedom, Erik loved Jamclass. He felt like he was a prisoner,
standing before a big door, ready to get free again. Erik sat down on a chair and opened his bag. Then he took his big, darkblue, almost black bassguitar. He also took a songbook, and searched something to play.
Eventually he stopped at page 37, Boys Don't Cry by The Cure. He didn't like that song, he LOVED it. Erik took his headphone and plugged it in. It was a black headphone with a skull by the ears, stripes around it.
Erik began to play. It was a pretty happy song, but somehow Erik made it sound creepier. He tapped the beat with his big, black spiderweb-Creepers. His lips moved, he was singing without sound. "So I tried to laugh about it,
hiding the tears in my eyes! 'Cus boys don't cry.." Erik closed his eyes. He felt happiness, but he wouldn't smile, he couldn't smile
The Beginning 2 -CF fic-Erik walked through the hallway, searching his locker. "Gym, gym, gym.." He muttered when he found his locker, trying to open it. "Fuck.." Erik took his schoolpass, the code of his stood on it. "Humans are so smart..." Erik thought. He looked at his schoolpass, looking at the code. Erik frowned. "Ofcourse.." He muttered angry. His code was underlined with markerand "666" was put underneath it. Erik had to bite on his lip and ball his fists not to grip the first and best kid by his neck and strangle it. instead of doing that he kicked his locker, whichjust opened..
Gym. Erik took on his way too big blue shirt. He stood in the corner of the locker room, he really didn't want to be seen. He didn't like attention, he actually hated it. When he was done he walked into the gym. There was nothing in it beside people. No rings, no attributes, only the stripes on the floor. "Heh, stripes.." Erik thought. "Sounds familier.." Erik walked to the corner of the gym and sat down. "Today.."
The Beginning -CF Fic-"Hey! Watch out!" A man yelled when a boy drove past him, he didn't seem to care about safety, you could already hear his loud music
from a few meters away. The boy drove further, cars honked at him but he didn't seem to care. He had a big black headphone on his head
and a black backpack on his back, someone had written "Blackpack" on it with marker, probably the boy. He wore a black and white striped shirt
and a black tight pants. He had messy black hair and he had the skin of a mexican. The boy stopped, "School.." He muttered not really
The boy parked his black bike somewhere and walked to the schooldoor. The school looked like it was centurys old, never got cleaned and
already should've been closed. Just when the boy wanted to walk in someone yelled at him. "Hey Erik! Look guys! Cow-boy is back!" a boy
shouted. "He's more like a Zebra-boy!" Another yelled. Erik trudged into the school. "Zebra-Zombie!" One of the boys shouted laughing.
Erik sighed, he really hated schoo
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