He slides his way through the hall. He's no pisky to blend in, but kids like him tend to be ignored anyways.
"Yeah, that's sure fucked up." Symon's soft voice doesn't carry well, but it has a way of worming it's way into ears. "I mean, not like having a dad who slept with the postman." Shifting his gaze slightly. "Or being on probation for cheating on a home ec test. HOME EC. Gotta be embarrassing to have graduation in jeopardy over that." He shuffles a little further down the hallway. "Or maybe showing people pictures of a boyfriend that goes to another school, because who here would recognize that they're just stock photos with the watermark cropped off?"
He laughs, a soft unpleasant sound. "Or how about Whitney and Britney? Oh, folk don't remember them, do they? Sophomores last year, liked to spread rumors. Didn't they... disappear?" Oh, one was transferred to another school, the other may have dropped out... Symon didn't much care about what happened to them after he got them back for spreading rumors about Siv.