Name: Monte Gray
Age: 16

Name:Zeak Motzs
Age:18

It was early in the morning when his alarm clock went off, signaling to Monte Gray it was time for him to get up and dressed for school. Here came the daily chore of showering, brushing his teeth and taming his green hair. All he really wanted to do was go back to sleep, but that wasn't an option. He walked down to the kitchen and grabbed his toast and then, again like every other day he lived, he caught the bus to school.

Monte walked down the hallway of his highschool, his messenger bag on his shoulder. Today was just like any other day for the little otaku, and he knew that he'd probably just end up either getting his head shoved in a toilet or shoved in a locker. That was just an every day occurrence for him and he'd come to expect it. The seniors hated Monte because he was just a sophomore, the other kids hated him because he was just an anime nerd. he couldn't help what he liked, but apparently originality was a crime here. Why were things this way? He thought he was fine the way he was and except for about four people, he had no friends at all. Of coarse, his friends were just as hated. They were just the outcasts.

Zeak walked down the small hall of the school. It was just after spring brake, and he was ready to rule over his turf once again. He meet up with some of his old friends and they bump there fist and start to laugh. It was as it had always been.

Zeak saw a small boy down the hall, and he noticed something different about this boy. He took a few steps towards him, but before he could say anything to the other male one of his friends pushed the young boy up against the locker. "Freak!" he called out as walked away. A Girl smiled and walked up to Zeak, "He so sad looking isn't he." she said as she wrapped her arms around his arms. "come on lover." she said as she lead him away. Zeak looked back to the boy, but didn't say a word.