Between Love and Obsession
An RP by NekoLen and Tachigami

It was Thursday, and most students were looking froward to the weekend not too far away. Abel wasn't one of those students that wanted to rush toward the weekend. He enjoyed school, even after having transferred from his old one to Sand Creek high school, which was near the ocean and had a wonderful view that was known to distract students while in class. So far Abel hadn't had that problem---he enjoyed each class, and it showed with his perfect grades. The school was open and airy and seemed to let salty ocean air permeate every room, freeing student minds to think. Abel loved the school the moment he set foot on its grounds and stared up at the three floors. And when his first day began, he loved it even more. He said hello to everyone, introduced himself readily, arriving an hour before school began just to drop by his classes and introduce himself to his new teachers. They all seemed to like him, which was what he'd been hoping for, and when he met the students, he found himself drawn in almost immediately. Everyone seemed so bright and welcoming, for the most part. Even the darker ones seemed to smile at others once or twice. He thought everyone's gravitation toward him might be the guitar case he carried on his back.

He was sitting outside this morning. It was fifteen minutes before the first bell rang, and his soft case was unzipped and leaning on the wall beside where he sat above it. His fingers lightly grazed the strings, giving off a gentle melody that seemed to suit the almost Hawaiian-style view. People passed, most knew his name. He nodded and smiled their way, and a couple teachers laughed his way, waving, and continuing with their plans for the day in soft speak.

He was glad to be in such a seemingly friendly place. Abel's parents had been concerned that he would miss past friends, but had few he actually wanted to keep in touch with. He could do that via Internet, email, and phone calls, after all. This was a new experience, and his GPA had followed him so he didn't have to begin again. At his old school he'd been on honor roll and hoped to have the same happen here. Perhaps join a club or start a band. He had plans and relocating due to his father's work didn't change a single one.