User blog:MichaelDiaz101/Lets Make this Hurt Chapter 2: The Process

As Andy sat upon the dusty, old, bed and pondered about the infraction of his current 'plight'. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad, he considered. The way he controlled Troy and Wade was just a small showcase of the empire he wished to lead at Bullworth. There was nothing to weigh him down, truly.

As the thoughts ran through his head he hardly noticed the door to the common room open, and in comes a thin to the bone, student. Andy turns his attention to him. He was very slim, medium length light brown hair, and teeth that seemed to stick out for several meters.

"Oh..." He spoke rather timidly, and with a lisp. "You must be the new kid." He said, spitting much residue all over the place. Andy sat, sliently, studying him. He could tell this morsel was smart, very much so, though probably not very confident, as evident by his lackluster appearance. He gave of an extremely prevalent odor as well, that Andy had initially caught a wiff of well before he debuted into the room.

"Well, it is great to meet you." Andy said, rising from the bed and grasping his hand tightly, causing him to clench in fear. "I am Andy Tellar." He introduced himself, his grip seemingly stripping the frail nerd of his comfort, and what appeared to be his life.

"Uhm... Bucky." He unsurely obliged to give his title. Andy looked through him, his blue eyes darting out at him and causing him to nervously persperate. His eyes were illuminated by the slight tints of sunlight that snuck through the blinds. Bucky was caught in the daze of Andy's enthralling eyes. They were almost unnerving just to observe, the pupils the darkest of black holes.

Andy just peered forward continuing his imposing posture. Finally, and with that of an evil grin, Andy trekked past Bucky and to the bed that he had decided on.

"Uhm." Bucky tried to speak, but found a lump in his throat. "I chose that bed." He finally said, fearing the results of his outright bluntness. Andy didn't raise his voice, nor showcase any forms of aggression. "Oh, really?" Was all he had to say to submit Bucky to his whim.

This cat is mine, he thought to himself grinning at his handywork. He worked up a slight grimace, though. With no competition this would almost be a boring undertaking, Bullworth was his for the taking. Despite the physically adept jerks that don't pose any true threat to him there was barren of almost any psychological threats for him to face it seemed. He had hoped that the intelligent nerd had stood accost to him but it was simply fodder food for him. Unbeknownst to him, however, there was something that lurked in the shadows, that would give him the competitive strive he had longed for since arriving.

"I shall go for a walk." Andy proclaimed, and as he walked out Bucky's nerves almost convened on him as he collapsed into his bed.

Andy had made his way around the campus, watching the local fauna of students prancing around. Trying to decide upon a threat. Even the behemoth that stood before him as he tiptoed past the parking lot could be coerced to serve him. He discovered a lot of prey, yet it seemed no predators that oppose him on the food chain.

TO BE CONTINUED!