It was only when Colton laid his eyes on Alice that he realized he has forgotten to find her a gift. He suddenly felt guilty, for she was waiting for him to shower her with affection and attention. Considering the strange events of the previous day, he should feel unencumbered with guilt. Alice, however, would not allow him such an easy out from her consternation.
Colton decided to risk a worse punishment later by swerving away and going the long route towards his next class. He was once again wearing his letterman jacket, as he was wont to do as one of the Star football players of the school. He could feel the stick bounce lightly against his abs, still safely tucked into his jacket.
As he approached his science class, he saw two of his buddies shoving a small kid back and forth. Some freshman nerd who was half the size of the football players. Max and Lance were the jocks pushing him around. Max is a tall black boy, the linebacker of the team. Lance is white, and brown-haired. He is the kicker. Both were less filled out with raw power as Colton, and they had a reference for the QB.
“Hey man!” Max called out. The two jocks hailed Colton with lots of “duuude” and “brooo” until Colton could assess the boy in a heap on the floor.
“Who is this little geek?” Colton smirked.
The freshman looked up. He had short red hair, neatly parted though slightly missed up by the rough housing. His green eyes were striking, but lost somewhat behind glasses. He was dressed rather plainly, hoodie + T-shirt + jeans. He was nerdy, but mostly just a bland kid.
“Come on, git! Git going nerd!” Colton laughed, he roughly lifted the boy who couldn’t have been 120 pounds sopping wet. He set him on his feet, and pushed him to spur his departure. The other jocks guffawed, while the boy scampered away.
As Colton walked into his class, something else caught his attention. The stick in his jacket suddenly seemed to press on him, not just physically, but as if it was calling to him. Asking him to... do what exactly?