#tabaris

parrishbyfire

       Tabaris shuffled through the hallway up to          his locker. He made sure not to make eye          contact with any of the students, he wasn't          friendly with them anyways. Gripping the          cold metal, his hand shook slightly. Today          wasn't a good day. Somehow he felt like          there was going to be trouble no matter what          he did. He wished he was home- wait, no-          he wished he was in the library. He was          usually safe there, no one disturbed him in          the library. If he could just get there as soon          as lunch rolled around- maybe even before          then. He clicked in the numbers to his lock          combination while trying to figure out if his          second block teacher would let him out early          if he was good.

        He quickly collected his things from his locker          and closed the door before anyone could try          and get in it. Although, if someone wanted to          pick on him today, all they had to do was slap          the books he was carrying to the ground. 

       He tried to go as unnoticed as possible down the          hall, hugging the wall, while making sideways          glances at all the people still messing around          before the final bell rang. He just needed to get to          the end of the hallway- without drawing attention          to himself. He ducked his head, thinking that if he          somehow appeared smaller, maybe it would act as          some kind of cloak- a shield, and people would          simply look over him. It was possibly foolish- or          childish- to think, but he had to think that maybe          today wasn't going to be as bad as he thought.

       Maybe today would be different. The laces of his          converse were laced, so nothing to trip on. His dark          cardigan- hoodless, so nothing for people to easily          grab hold of. He looked decent- felt decent. Maybe,          just maybe.