Dale
Dale walked through the halls slowly, liking the fact that he was acknowledged not only as a human, but a power as well.
There were rakings in this school, 2,031 to be exact. Those who were at the bottem were looked down upon, seen as almost nothing to those on the top. The number one spot of course went to Dale. The second, Dylan. And the third, well, the third is irrelevant right now.
Dylan scoffed at Dale’s arrogance, he had his own ego of course, he was just being a hypocrite. He walked up to him, hands tucked in his pockets. Dylan was muscular, tattoo covered. His hair was a firery red and he was pale skinned.
“When are gonna stop walkin’ around here like ya own the place?” He asked with his eyebrows furrowed.
Dale smirked, his pearly whites clear as day. “You ask me that everyday, if you don’t stop I might get annoyed. And you know how I get when i’m annoyed.”
Dylan smirked back, “Wouldn’t miss it for the world, blondie.”
“And neither would I, shortcake.”
Dale tossed and turned in his sheets, uncomfortable with the new mattresses they placed yesterday.
“Ey yo Earl.”
“It’s M-Mearl.” He corrected.
“I don’t give a crap if your name’s Marshmallow, cause you sure as hell look like one. Go make yourself useful and get me a pop from the cafeteria.” He commanded with a wave of his hand
Mearl quickly nodded and ran out the room with his tail between his legs. He hated being in the same room as Dale.
He scoffed at his roommate’s weakness. “How the hell did he manage to get in here?” Dale mumbled to himself.
He became bored with the way things were going here. At first it was thrilling, exciting. But now it’s just the same thing over and over again. Every month they have a test, to make sure the rankings are still where they need to be for everyone here. It takes long and he always have to be the one to fight everyone. Dylan would be on top if he wasn’t a walking alcoholic slut male. Dale was confident things weren’t going to change.
The head minister looked down at the ranking packet with a disapproving glare. He turned the pages until he reached the very first. Dale.
