Brian Stillson had felt he had lived several lifetimes sine he had made it to high school. High school had really turned into a long soap opera that he just happened to be a part of. But the sad thing was that he was always on the bottom of the totem pole. And he kind of enjoyed his place on the bottom. It kept him a nameless, faceless, person in the crowd. A person in the crowd that had short black hair, brown eyes, and wore glasses from time to time. He would get the occasional interaction with the popular regime every now and then. But he would do his best not to be thrown into lockers or beaten up. He had a good wit. And that had gotten him out of several rather sticky situations.<br/><br/>School work is where he excelled. He had a 3.9 average. The only class he had really ever gotten a bad grade in was P.E. But he was okay with just a 3.9, any higher and he would have had to join the nerd group. And that would get him noticed but the upper echelon. He liked his invisible status for several reasons. It allowed him to  play with his PSP at any time there wasn't class. And Brian really loved his video games. They were probably the reason why he had no girlfriend to speak of. Most girls were put off by his apparent addiction to it.<br/><br/>On this morning, he was headed to class a little earlier than usual. He was going to be able to play games for a while before the teacher got there. He opened the door to the classroom slowly. He did not want to make to make too much noise if someone was already there.