• After two weeks, the buzz about January and Ethan had climaxed to the point where no person was not talking about it at least five times a day. The stress was getting to Ethan and he released his rage on his locker which remained dented. (he would have to pay for it later. In more ways then one.)
    "Stressed out are we?" Said a voice from behind him. It was Timmy brent. Timmy was a self proclaimed Buddah of sorts, and the odd thing about him, was everything. He was very handsome, enough for the popular girls to have his picture hanging in thier lockers. He was an talented artist, his large portrait of Monica green was hanging in the library and He was skilled in soccer, having five games in a row defended every shot as goalie ( i know thats not what it's called for soccer, but anyway...) He had all these things, but he wanted none of them, everyday he would either go on dates with Monica, or meditate.
    "Yeah what about it?" Ethan asked.
    "come by today." Timmy said.
    "why?"
    "you need to relax right?"
    "Yeah."
    "Then come by."
    Monica Green however was the most agressive person in the school. She wasn't mean, and she wasn't evil, she just had a short fuse, that was tied to an atom bomb.