(http://www.hot2me.com/wp-content/uploads/2012/06/Romulo-Pires-587x311.jpg)<br/><br/>Nate waved for the several hundredth time that day, it was thankfully the last day of school, graduation being only a few days after but still it was the start of the holidays and that was something to be happy about as several of the kids in the lower year groups wished him well in college and a few of the guys in his own class sped by already shouting about parties.<br/><br/>As always Nate came to school in his usual laid back style clothing, beige colored three quarter length shorts, dark brown leather sandles and a pale blue t-shirt with the words "surfs up" written on the front and "killer wave" written on the back, his surfer style bead necklace sat loosely around his neck and his guitar hung happily on his back.<br/><br/>He had been a little surprised when a note had been dropped off by a kid he had never seen before in the middle of his lunch. the young boy had handed him the note, silent as a ghost, looked at him with a look that said "i dare you not to read it" and then left. All that had been written was to come to some old classroom on the top floor but wasn't that floor off limits? it was for the most part made up of rooms such as the teachers lounge and private study halls for kids with learning disabilities or for when you had a private tutor, shrugging it off he went up anyway, he had been having a good year, no need to ruin it by not turning up.<br/><br/>Getting to the class room in question he knocked on the door and peered inside "hello?" empty "huh guess the teacher hasn't arrived yet" he walked in and sat down, bringing his guitar around so he could begin strumming mindlessly whilst he waited.