Chapter 001

"Can you not do that" said Wes, as another small white object came hurling through the air at him.

"It's just paper bro" said a boy that Wes knew as Patrick.

A loud hush came from the teacher, who by now wished he could be anywhere but here. He had grown accustomed to the chaos that followed every day before school let out, and rather than punish the student(s) who acted out, he just sat at his desk on his computer. Wes couldn't blame him, he was sick of this place too.

"RING" "RING"

The bell sounded and all the students rushed out of the room having zero thoughts about personal space, as Wes would surely find out when a stray elbow hit him in the ribs.

Crouched on the ground, holding his side, a shadow loomed over him suddenly. Looking up, he saw his teacher Mr. Britch.

"Sorry I jus…" Wes started

"Out" Britch said coldly, his eyes looking lifeless and tired.

Wes got up and with his things he quickly left the room. Looking back, he could see Mr. Britch locking his classroom door and making his way to his car.

Wes watched as Mr. Britch got up to his car and suddenly dropped his keys. Not moving, a loud sigh could be heard coming from him.

"God damn kids.." Wes heard him mumble to himself angrily.

Across his hood, someone had spelled out Mr. Britch but left out a little something…the "r".

Looking up, he noticed Wes standing there, and instantly locked eyes.

"WAS IT YOU!?!?!?" He said, as he pointed at his new paint job.

Wes gulped as Mr. Britch stormed over to him