"Hello." she said to me softly. "Umm, hi there." I said as I walked away. Her name was, oh, umm, well if I forgot I guess it's not all that important, is it? My name, however, is Darth. And here at East I am in charge. Got that? I'm tall, observant, with the dark kind of sharpie colored hair you see on artificial emo chicks world wide. This little school in Western Manhattan has a large enough population. Where you know everyone in the grade but that's it unless you've got some kind of connection. A connection to me. The KING of east, here in western Manhattan. Haha. I crack a smile at even my own joke.