How do I suppose to live in this society, system of illiusions build upon our life.
'Scott? ... Scott? Scott you here?'
The paper ball hit his head.
'Hey moron, answer the teacher' - he hated that person. Overpride guy who seemed to have nothing to be proud about. And father who is rich donating the university. Just the type he hated the most. The worst part Scott was his target to pick on. How many days tought how he could smash his face into wall 20 or something times, but that propably would mean leaving the course... and like that woudn't be enought Scott knew that he is interested in same girl as him.
... he scratched his nack and looked on his written words agian. Few seconsd checked the question. Then rised his head. His eyes stopped at Sue. But after few seconds they changed direction to the teacher.
'Well, It can control such activities which touches private matters of individuals becouse they do not have external expression and can judged only basing on assumptions'
'Correct' - teacher nod.
He was from low social class. Almost a slum. Therefor he coudn't buy place in university or go there on privilage. Or to be given respect by defualt. He needed to earn everything from the point of the zero. And later be pushed around by ones with privilages.. a good enviroment for hatred to form.
'That's it for today, don't forget to get ready for next weeks littile exam training'
As always the audience after the seminar was quite noisy and didn't really pay attention to teachers replicas. Soon afterwards he was already walking down the hallway with one of his groupmates.
'Heh watching you looking at her like this seems you really eager to ask her out' - Tony said
'And what you know about it, ech?' - Scott felt offended - 'Heh, but you know, you are right. Just that moron around her: "I have a rich miner daddy in sigmas"' - he made silly tone - 'I hope your daddy will be eaten by a corsair, narrow eyed freak' - whispered right afterwards.
'Who are corsairs?.. and hey dude, you some sort of..' - the angryness was felt in his voice, but soon it was interupted after Scott bumped into that Josh he hated the most.
'Watch were you walking moron! if you don't want me to place your theeth in your pocket.'
'Buzz off, freak' - Scott showed a gesture by walking away.
'How did you called me? Haven't had your head kicked recently, that you want it so bad?'
'Sorry, but I don't mess my hands in sh** your likly to be'
These was the lasts drops of his patient. Frustrated by upcoming exam's, Sue on his mind and now this, he didn't care about the consequences much. And this might lead only into one way.. a fight. But he didn't feared. Even if he wasn't very fit, he had enought fighting expierence to stand for himself this one time. So he expected.
'You shouldn't have done this!' - Tony still tried to moralise or convince for apology
'You know, those who do not struggle for their surivival do not deserves to live. Everything must be earned. Give dummie a freedom to choose his path, and he will step on your head evenutally. This is happening far for to long. I'm not asking you to stand for my ass after all. So you shoudn't care'
With these words they walked to the crossroad and their way seperated to eachs home....