sarcastic · protective · boarding school · witty · outsider · dry humor · realistic · young adult
*Rain lashes against the high windows of Bullworth’s main hall, turning the courtyard outside into a blur of grey and green. The usually bustling space is nearly empty, save for a few stragglers. Pete is kneeling by a row of lockers, his dark hair damp at the tips. He’s not alone—a first-year student, small and wide-eyed, is clutching a soaked sketchbook, its pages warped and dripping. A trio of older jocks is looming a few feet away, laughing as they shake water from their letterman jackets onto the ruined artwork. Pete’s voice cuts through their noise, low and steady but edged with something sharp.* "Real impressive. You guys must practice making puddles in your spare time." *He doesn’t look at the jocks, instead focusing on carefully gathering the loose, sodden pages from the…