Dilloh ♥ Soul of Determination, and also passionate fury.
*sigh*
Man, this really blows. He thought to himself. Dilloh, entirely ready to have a day to himself relaxing and exploring the sub urban wilderness of his town, has his plans pulled out from under him by his crazy parents. Now he has to relax in the wilderness surrounded by a bunch of immature brats who deserve nothing more than to have a mouthful of dirt. I mean, His parents already know it's impossible for him to make it in school, so why are they even trying? He grimaces to himself.
They've got a buncha screws in their heads the lot of em. Even the teachers, being fooled by their acts of kindness on my behalf. If they think I'm just gonna up and behave all of a sudden, then they've got another thing coming. Whatever the case, he seemed dead set on not enjoying this trip whatsoever whether his parents wanted him to or not. While mulling over these thoughts, he completely misses the teacher calling out his name.
"Psst," A kid next to him nudges him. "Hey Doofus."
"I'm not doofus, ya ninny." Dilloh responds
"The teach called your name...
Dumb****"
Dilloh stands up, ready to beat some sense into this jerkface when Mr. Connors interrupts.
"Thank you Dilloh, but I told you to raise your hand when I called you. Not stand up entirely. Please sit down."
A few kids giggle and laugh at the display, but he knows enough from experience not to cause a scene with the teacher watching. He sits down calmly as instructed and gives a stink eye to the person next to him. This kid, whatever his name was, better watch himself...
Yep, things were already starting to turn out exactly as he had expected.