Descriptive Essay: Stanley High School's Bad Boy

Jaxen stood out as Stanley High’s ‘Bad Boy’ but his rebellious attitude was softened by his rugged, good looks. His dominance in the halls was accepted because he was Captain of the Rugby Team and a natural born leader. He had deep-set, green eyes that glistened like emeralds when the light hit them in just the right way. His mane of chocolate-brown hair framed his cheekbones and chiseled jaw, people tumbled down at the touch of his broad shoulders.
Jaxen prowled through the school by day; muscular, athletic and gorgeous. He seemed untamed and not confined by convention or the tedious rules that penned in the other students. However, despite his carefree attitude, trouble never seemed to follow Jaxen, with just a flash of his trademark grin, …show more content…
Indeed, it was the very moment that he burst through the school doors, into the fresh air. He noticed a timid girl with yellow hair was sitting on the fence, crying softly into her hands.
The girl’s hair glowed in the setting sun and her slight build made hear appear vulnerable to the approaching darkness. As she lifted her head to gaze at Jaxen, her soft curls fell back, like feathers, to reveal a delicate face stained with tears. When she sighted and wrapped her pale arms around her thin legs, Jaxen noticed that the canary-girl’s green eyes matched his own. Hers were slightly lighter and almost translucent; like leaves with the sun shining behind …show more content…
Apparently, I . ran away from my last school because I was expelled for fighting. Nobody will talk to me because they’re scared I’ll attack them,” she whispered.
Her voice was so soft, Jaxen was forced to lean closer to hear her story. “So, if you weren’t expelled. Then what’s the deal? Why did you enroll?” Jaxen asked, looking in her eyes.
The canary-haired girl seemed to gather strength from Jaxen’s calm voice. “I loved my old school; I was the Junior School Captain, on the Netball Team and I got really good marks. I had lots of friends too, but my parents thought that the teachers were inadequate, or something, so they transferred me here.”
“Tough, gotta hate the parent,” Jaxen laughed gently. However, he immediately regretted being so flippant because her lip started to tremble again. ” Look, don’t get upset. Tell you what, I reckon these girls would stop if they were served a good upper cut!” Jaxen punched the air with his free hand in a dramatic way and smiled when the canary-haired girl burst out laughing.
“I wish it was that easy,” she sighed, smiling. “Oh, and heads up, I’m Jaxen,” he said as he ran his fingers through his hair in a way that he hoped made him look cool but