Tyler grunted as he was bumped into, "don't be, It was my fault," he said softly. He carried on walking quickly. He'd been conditioned, not to stop moving or look up when strolling the halls. He got smacked across the face out of nowhere, as a jock threw a football at him. He fell to the ground and scrambled back to his feet.
[:) I'm looking forward to this. But I'm heading off now sorry]
June 11th, 2013 at 10:04am