The hallway is full. Teens some short, tall. Even some adults wearing their own clothes aside from the school attire or colors.
Salem walks past all of them, thinking they are all looking at him. People are staring, Yes, but not all of them. Some are just going about their day.
Many people are looking at him because he's tall and he is now more attractive then before. His skin looks smooth. His chest, broad. Height, taller then most people in the hallway. The only thing about him that doesn't look nice is his hair that he still doesn't want to do really anything with so he lets it be in the natural bed head way, messy.
Salem does walk past one of the female students, a small Latina.
One dressed in a Sultry and Emo aesthetic. She wears a black cropped T-shirt that has the word "Metallica", in it's usual Metallica font, on the front of the of the shirt on the breast part. The part of the tee that was cropped was the part that shows off her belly. Her belly pierced with a diamond piercing.
She also wears some black skinny jeans that stick to her legs showing off her small and lithe figure. She was a relatively small girl compared to the other people she was standing around. Some teen boys at around the height of Salem, the rest of the girls just a tad bit taller then her. She would be about, five-foot five.
She also has some makeup on in a not to heavily gothic way. Eyeliner around her eyes is black and her lipstick the same color. A man around her shoulder like an accessory.
Charlie, Though most just call "White Boy". A white boy that acts gangster and dresses like one to compare to the girl under his arm. He's dressed different.
His whole style doesn't match that of the girl under his arm. He's wearing a sort of Streetwear Hip style.
His cloths consist of jeans that are falling under his waist line and showing off the black under garments that he is using. His shirt has a picture of HipHop sensational rapper Tupac, off the pic of an album cover. A gold "chain", that he swears is "real gold". He doesn't pay to much attention to who Cherie is looking to.
Other than that she just has the people around her that copy her style the best that they can.
There really is many different people around her all following her same style, Emo or Gothic. And they all pull it off pretty well. Many of them looking to follow the girls style.
Emo girl: "Cherie, who you looking at?"
One of the girls that look to try and mock Cherie's style, ask her. Before she looks between both Cherie then the person she's looking at, which is Salem. Who is also unaware of Cherie looking at him.
Cherie: "Nothing.. Sorry, I spaced out for a moment. What were we talking about?"
She says before she and the rest of the people went back to whatever gossip that they were previously talking about.
But Charlie heard what the emo copy cat said and looked over at where she was looking seeing Salem, But not knowing it was him and thinking that it was just another new transfer student. For now he brushes it off as Cherie looking at a new student, before he also goes back to talking about stuff.
Salem continues on with his walk making his way past everyone thats looking or not looking. Though he's still uncomfortable with how much looks he's getting. He thinks he smells, making him smell his armpits more than once. Not noticing anything different with the way he smells he tries to brush off the looks as just passing glances but, that still leaves him uncomfortable.
Eventually Salem makes his way into his first Period. Sitting in the same spot he sat two days ago. The only thing is that he doesn't see his bag.
Salem gets up and walks over to Ms. Vern who is just sitting at her desk in the front of the class, rubbing her temples. Her eyes looking to have dark circles under them, like she had a long night out.
Salem: "Ms. Vern. Have you seen my bag? I think I left it in class the other day."
Not hearing what Salem said besides the first part. She looks up surprised at who is in front of her desk, in what she thinks is a new student.
Ms. Vern: "Ohh you must be a new student?"
Reaching her hand out to shake his hand.
Salem: "No, Ms. Vern it's me, Salem. I left my bag here the other day< I was wondering if you have seen it?"
Vern retracts her hand from Salem and looks him up and down before the bell brings her back to reality.
Ms. Vern: "I'll talk to you after class is over, "Salem"."
She seems unsure that the person she is talking to is really Salem. So, she tries to brush it off, with making him go back to his seat.
Salem: "But, I need my bag if I want to take some notes for class."
Ms. Vern: "Salem, Yes..."
Ms. Vern says his name, not completely believing that the one she's talking to is the small and scrawny Salem, that she saw two days prior.
Salem nods his head in approval.
(Continue) Ms. Vern: "You see Salem I had a long night, last night. So I plan to not have anything going on for today. Yeah. Okay please take your seat."
Salem once again nods his head, then goes right back to his seat.
Slowly students begin to filter into the class. Student after student. Some where the school uniform the rest just wearing the type of clothes they want. The only one not to show is Jasper and friends. Seeming to have skipped the class today.
Once everyone that has came in took their seats. Ms. Vern stands up in front of the class, making everyone pay attention to here.
Ms. Vern: "Okay everyone. Today I don't feel like doing anything..."
Someone i the class says a Bruno Mars reference finishing off the rest of the lyrics.
(Continue) Ms. Vern: "So, I just going to give you a free day and make finish up work from your other classes. Yeah, okay don't be loud."
After that she just makes her way back to her chair and table sitting down and resting her head on the table, before falling fast asleep.
The rest is now free to themselves, some even following after Ms. Vern into dream land. The rest of. the students get off of their own table strapped chairs and go up to their friends speaking loudly enough for them to hear each other but, quiet enough to not wake their sleep deprived teacher.
Though, he knows that she's asleep Salem still needs his bag. Mostly because inside of his bag had his important things inside. Things he needed for work, and home things. Like the extra key that he needed for the house that one day.
Salem is about to get up and walk over to a sleeping Ms. Vern to ask about his bag before he starts to feel himself grow weak. His eyes grow heavy and his vision slowly fading. Before his head thuds on the table the chair is welded into.
Some of the student around him look over at him but thats it. Some shrug their shoulders and laugh. Like him hitting his head was some type of inside joke to them.