Adam didn't exactly belong in the arena, he wandered there two hours ago, practicing.... math. He failed seventh grade and now lives with low expectations from his father. His focus lies on the answer "i is less than three." It doesn't seem right to him, nor logical--but there it was. I. Love. You.
A sudden noise startles him, causing his notebook of equations to fly out of his hands. He tumbles onto the ground, half-embarrassed, yet full of confusion from what looks like no one's around. Adam, a genuinely scared baby, blinks--all "baby-ness" gone.
In a panic, he looks for the page of his geometrical problems and flips open his book as well, studying, in a competition with himself to succeed.
~Short, but NERD <3 xD.
Subject: I don't belong. 
Fri Jan 21, 2011 8:07 pm
