Hayden School for Boys

Brian gracefully, petulantly, dropped his books, shifted, and started throwing things at Julian.

Brian rubbed his forehead, coming into a lounge and throwing himself on a couch. "Tell me it's over now."

Brian came out of the smoking Chemistry lab with soot on his face, his hair sticking straight up, and a huge smile. "Success!"

Brian had gotten kicked out of the chemistry lab at 9 am on Saturday morning. Grumbling, he'd gone to his room and crashed out for three hours before waking at noon to go to lunch in the dining hall. He was in line, waiting for his tray and knuckling sleep from his eyes. His hair was a mess and he'd obviously fallen asleep in his uniform. Not to mention it was Saturday and he was wearing his uniform. "I hate everyone," he grumbled under his breathe.