Well things  were looking dull for boy english and that was a thing he could simply not stand to bare. It was right around high noon when the chestnut haired desperado moseyed on  down the staircase and into the underclass  dormitory  hall for a second time. He'd already  made himself a  couple of interesting  chums from his lower classes and he figured it was right around that time when he got to tying himself down in the younger community  as a name to be reckoned with.  But first, he would have to see how good the selection of movies  was down in their  lounge.

With  jakes  height it was easy enough for him to blend in amongst the younger  years attending and he slipped over to the case entirely like a ghost, undetectable to the naked eye. He thought  he was far too clever for being  shorter than average in this moment,  even though he knew he would come to regret his height in years to come. Things usually ran that way.

His trek was  half complete.  Jake came to a stop in front of a  wobbly  white bookshelf labeled in bold old english microsoft word font "Underclassmen Approved Films". This of course was  code for everything the upperclassmen didn't want to watch and had tossed down the steps in an attempt to discard the  films forever.