[Tainted]

{{sorry for my lateness >.<}}
Zetheran leaned up from his bunk with a yawm he jumpd down and brefly fell.." f'cking hells.." he cursed.. looking into the bottom bunk he saw that Daryion was already gone.. getting up he walked into the bath room staring into the merror he saw what he always did.. a damaged man.. half his face was burned horribly and It was always a wonder how he managed to regrow his hair.. shaking his head he set about wrapping his face and body in the banadages he always wore outside the home... after 20 minutes the task was complete and he turned to the task of dressing for the day.. Taking out his uniform that for him left not much to wonder about his size and build.. he hated that he was larger then others his age.. walking out into the living room he saw his father was waiting for him" 'ello pops.. wht ya doin up??" giving him a stern look his father cleared his throat.." son ya going to be goin to this new school .. I know yer aware of that.. but remember yer not the only one with * traits*" he drew out the last word.. Walking past his father zetheran felt he needed to comment as per the norm..” why pops a’nt it always like that?” before he could get an answer zetheran exited the house and began is jog to school..
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“Argh I hate mornings” commented Drayion sitting in the teachers lounge with his head banging off the table.. Earlier in the morning he was woken up and felt like hell.. It was the first time he’d EVER gotten up before noon and he was hating it.. Lifting his head and looking around the room he could see the other teachers talking and sitting around like they liked being up so early “ Freaks he cursed under his breath. Before standing to leave.