[But he's distracted thinking about the Hope's Peak thing. He'd brought it up knowing William doesn't know anything about that, and willing to go into it, but it's still hard to get started. He sighs, looking down at his roll and pulling it apart with his fingers. (It's full of melty cheese, so that's pretty satisfying, at least.)]
Hope's Peak, that's the elite high school I went to. It was like . . . the most prestigious school in the world, y'know? You can only get in if you get scouted out o' the high school you're already in, and everyone there is the best at whatever they do. Like, maybe you're the best pizza chef in the whole world! —Or at least the best one who's in high school. Or the best hairdresser, or the best detective, or whatever. Then they might scout you, and you get invited to attend, and they say anyone who graduates from there is set for the rest of their life. You're like a celebrity, man!
Anyway . . . I was the best baseball player, so they scouted me for my third year of high school.
[He pauses to shove a piece of cheesy bread into his mouth and chew it over thoughtfully.]
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Date: 2016-06-05 06:24 pm (UTC)[But he's distracted thinking about the Hope's Peak thing. He'd brought it up knowing William doesn't know anything about that, and willing to go into it, but it's still hard to get started. He sighs, looking down at his roll and pulling it apart with his fingers. (It's full of melty cheese, so that's pretty satisfying, at least.)]
Hope's Peak, that's the elite high school I went to. It was like . . . the most prestigious school in the world, y'know? You can only get in if you get scouted out o' the high school you're already in, and everyone there is the best at whatever they do. Like, maybe you're the best pizza chef in the whole world! —Or at least the best one who's in high school. Or the best hairdresser, or the best detective, or whatever. Then they might scout you, and you get invited to attend, and they say anyone who graduates from there is set for the rest of their life. You're like a celebrity, man!
Anyway . . . I was the best baseball player, so they scouted me for my third year of high school.
[He pauses to shove a piece of cheesy bread into his mouth and chew it over thoughtfully.]