Post by Deleted on May 6, 2015 16:09:20 GMT -5
Yet another marked police vehicle parked along the curb in front of Public High School 552. Signs along the sidewalk inform that the entire lane was reserved for solely for authorized, and threaten fines and towing to the unapproved. Prestigious. Isaac sat on the hard plastic backseat, his shoulder back on his lap. The officer turned left the car running. Isaac watched the man as he got out, walked in front of the car and opened the child locked look he say by.
"Come on, kid." He said, "I got more important things to do than babysit."
This would be a good time to stretch for Isaac . The seat was hard, and his butt was asleep. As he lifted his arms and arched his back, his right arm was grabbed and pulled by the officer, forcing Isaac out of the car. He was lucky he was wearing his bag, or else it would obviously been left behind.
"We get it, you're a tough guy." He officer said, annoyance in his voice as he push Isaac forward towards the entrance stairway.
"Alright, geez." said Isaac, walking forward up the stairs, "Do you always need to manhandle a kid to feel big and tough?"
This whole place was a lie. From the outside, it looked... Normal. Just another school with a caged in blacktop and barred windows that couldn't be opened. Inside, though... he'd heard that the teachers were worse than the cops. Piss anyone off and blood will be spilt. He'll keep his head down, but have to establish he won't take shit. Still, he won't go looking for it.
"Answer the nice lady." said the officer, jerking Isaac's shoulder, tearing him from from the his thoughts. He stood in the administrations office, where a woman asked him to identify himself and handed him his class schedule upon doing so. He was officially enrolled into his school and put into the system. Meaning the officer could take his leave from the delinquent, and he did not his irate to do so.
With the papers he needed in hand, Isaac stepped out of the office, and into the main hallway. He looked to the left, then to the right, then down at his class schedule.
"God damn it..."
"Come on, kid." He said, "I got more important things to do than babysit."
This would be a good time to stretch for Isaac . The seat was hard, and his butt was asleep. As he lifted his arms and arched his back, his right arm was grabbed and pulled by the officer, forcing Isaac out of the car. He was lucky he was wearing his bag, or else it would obviously been left behind.
"We get it, you're a tough guy." He officer said, annoyance in his voice as he push Isaac forward towards the entrance stairway.
"Alright, geez." said Isaac, walking forward up the stairs, "Do you always need to manhandle a kid to feel big and tough?"
This whole place was a lie. From the outside, it looked... Normal. Just another school with a caged in blacktop and barred windows that couldn't be opened. Inside, though... he'd heard that the teachers were worse than the cops. Piss anyone off and blood will be spilt. He'll keep his head down, but have to establish he won't take shit. Still, he won't go looking for it.
"Answer the nice lady." said the officer, jerking Isaac's shoulder, tearing him from from the his thoughts. He stood in the administrations office, where a woman asked him to identify himself and handed him his class schedule upon doing so. He was officially enrolled into his school and put into the system. Meaning the officer could take his leave from the delinquent, and he did not his irate to do so.
With the papers he needed in hand, Isaac stepped out of the office, and into the main hallway. He looked to the left, then to the right, then down at his class schedule.
"God damn it..."