<span style="font-style: italic">OK YOU LITTLE SHITS. If YOU CAN RUN TWO MILES STRAIGHT I WILL ALLOW YOU TO STAY IN OUR DORM!!" T</span>he guy spoke through the microphone<span style="font-style: italic">. " You start in five fourâ€¦oh hell JUST GO!!" </span><br/><br/>Damian sighed the guy had given most the students here a passable test. Two miles should be easy. That is if you were a soccer player, or track. He dropped his bags , and began to run. The man hadnâ€™t directed them on where particularly they should have ran. So he just ran. Estimating that two miles was probably to the female dorm that was technically sister dorm to theirs. He jogged past a girl with a nice car, and nearly stumbled over a girl. He tumbled and fell. The only good part about this is that the senior guy was winking at him. The wink that most guyâ€™s knew as "go get some tiger." It was also a "your secretly forgiven and accepted." Wink.<br/><br/>"Iâ€™m sorry." He brushed his hand through his air as if on instinct then offered his hand to her. "Could I help you upâ€¦it seems that pole has a great liking of you." He choked back on laughter. "But well Iâ€™m sorry for nearly running you overâ€¦Do you need any help?" He waited a split second then smiled a dashing white teeth smile that would put any girl in confusion. He hoped that maybe this year could be a good year. Even if all there were some gruesome rumors going around the school.<br/><br/>(srry its short)