Project-Gungrave

Sharp ringing of the school bells pounded on my ear drums. I bolted out the classroom, away from those insects that call themselves human beings, away from that revolting pig of a teacher, away from what I thought was hell. But I now know calling that blemish of a bad time hell, it was far from it. But me, I did not know what lied ahead in the future. As I rushed outside in a fast-paced power walk, I had only one thing in mind. Brandon Heat. It has a nice ring to it. Brandon Heat. I could say it over and over in my head and I’ll never get sick of hearing it. He was quiet, reserved, and sweet, yet strong, passionate, and with lacks of be