Post by Deleted on Aug 8, 2007 11:50:01 GMT -8
It was first day back to school since he had gone on his “vacation” and Saint had done as he usually did in these halls. He avoided any fights and kept to himself, merely trying to stay under the radar of anyone who might try to pick a fight with him. This place always seemed to be a rough one and to someone is his condition that would be amplified. Skeletal fingers spun the dial on the combination lock so that the young man could get his lunch out and hopefully find a nice quiet place to relax. His large white coat did its part to hide his new figure that would make some supermodels jealous, legs the size of someone more than a foot shorter than him, bony arms, visible ribs and spine, and a sunken face covered by scraps of hair. It was not a pretty sight.
The student body president, god knows how he kept the title, made his way to the roof of building number two in hopes that most students who were eating outside the lunch room would pick either the roof of building one or the courtyard. As he came through the door the tall figure turn to make his way to one of the corners and sat against the poles of the railing. He sighed lightly while enjoying the small breeze and the sight of the city and distant ocean and grabbed his lunch out of his bag. A large salad with pieces of grilled chicken and bleu cheese with croutons and ranch dressing, a bottle of water, and an orange. He had to eat healthy if he wanted to get healthy, of course a little bit of indulgence here and there wouldn’t hurt, which is why he had also packed a candy bar NutRageous.
Again Saint sighed easily as he lifted the plastic lid off his salad grabbed a fork and began to dig in without paying any real mind to his surroundings, other than the edge and the wind. One day at a time… he kept telling himself that in his mind… one day at a time…
The student body president, god knows how he kept the title, made his way to the roof of building number two in hopes that most students who were eating outside the lunch room would pick either the roof of building one or the courtyard. As he came through the door the tall figure turn to make his way to one of the corners and sat against the poles of the railing. He sighed lightly while enjoying the small breeze and the sight of the city and distant ocean and grabbed his lunch out of his bag. A large salad with pieces of grilled chicken and bleu cheese with croutons and ranch dressing, a bottle of water, and an orange. He had to eat healthy if he wanted to get healthy, of course a little bit of indulgence here and there wouldn’t hurt, which is why he had also packed a candy bar NutRageous.
Again Saint sighed easily as he lifted the plastic lid off his salad grabbed a fork and began to dig in without paying any real mind to his surroundings, other than the edge and the wind. One day at a time… he kept telling himself that in his mind… one day at a time…