Saint Joseph School

Frank stood in the morning hallway with a black magic marker. With a quick motion, the pale synthetic skinned bully crudely drew an enormous middle finger on a locker door. With a laugh he headed off to the boy's bathrooms.

After his AP Chemistry class was finished, Sean headed towards his locker to switch books for his next class. The crowd of kids seemd a bit higher than usual as he pressed his way through. When Sean reached his locker, he saw the reason for the gathering: someone had drawn a hand flipping the bird on Sean's locker door. There were scattered laughs and giggles as Sean went to open the locker and retrieve his books. "Classy," he muttered as he slammed the door shut, redfaced. "Real classy this place is...."

Kierin walked by on her way to her next class and noticed Sean taking some books out of his locker. She smiled, but her greeting was cut off as she saw what was drawn on the locker after he slammed it shut.

The smile vanished instantly. "Who the hell...?"

Sean turned around quickly when he heard Kierin's voice. He blushed deeply and looked at the ground. "Who knows. Doesn't matter." He paused for a bit before looking bask at Kierin. "umm...I got to get to class then to the University lab. See you late tonight?"

She forced the smile back up and nodded. "Yeah, definitely." She waved, continuing to her next class with a thoughtful expression.

Jessica walks through the halls, her head spinning as calculus equations become mixed with history facts and dates. She turns her head to try and focus again when she sees a janitor in front of a locker trying to clean off...

Jessica does a double take, gasping.

"Who the hell would do that? Oh my gosh..."

Bryan was leaving the science lab as he saw Sean on his way into the classroom.

"Hey Sean. Dude, I head about what happened to your locker," Bryan said with a grimace, "Do they know who did it?"

Sean simply shrugged and snorted. "Probably not. And if they do find out, nothing will happen. They'll just chalk it up to 'youthful high spirits' or some crap like that. Anyways, whoever did it was an amateur. I've had a lot worse scrawled on my locker door." Sean sighed wearily. "I've got to go. See you later."

"Later man!" Bryan said as he left.