william | d2 | cb | fin
Feb 2, 2016 2:14:09 GMT -5
Post by aya on Feb 2, 2016 2:14:09 GMT -5
william
district two
five
district two
five
Every bit the troublemaker and hell-raiser that his lineage demanded, Billy the Kid has had more nicknames than years.
When he was two, they called him Dollar Bill for the way he'd pull all of the coins out of his father's suit pockets and dump it into a pile under his bed. Hoarding his little metal treasure was one of his tamer pursuits — until he decided the spare change was more valuable as ammunition and began to fling them at whomever displeased him. His supply never seemed to deplete, and sometimes it was as if
When he was three, his parents called him Billygoat cause he'd bite his brother so hard he broke skin. The neighbors laughed and called him William Tell, forever amused by the impish grin that took over his chubby face the second he decided he was going to do the opposite of whatever he was being told.
And some low voice he could never quite place called him William the Conqueror with a crooked smile, called him William the Bastard with a smirk aimed at someone else. He didn't know what the words meant, so he forgot them as soon as their speaker stopped coming by.
When he was four, he colored one eye black for halloween, determined to dress as some hero he'd dreamed up when he was younger. He'd been banished to his brother's shoulders after shoving the neighbors' kid to the ground. But apart from occasionally yanking his brother's hair as a reminder that he was the boss, he found it impossible to feign displeasure with the arrangement.
When he was five, he was sent home early on his very first day of school, having broken a classmate's nose on the playground. That was the first and last time anyone sneered when they called him Johnwayne.
When he was two, they called him Dollar Bill for the way he'd pull all of the coins out of his father's suit pockets and dump it into a pile under his bed. Hoarding his little metal treasure was one of his tamer pursuits — until he decided the spare change was more valuable as ammunition and began to fling them at whomever displeased him. His supply never seemed to deplete, and sometimes it was as if
When he was three, his parents called him Billygoat cause he'd bite his brother so hard he broke skin. The neighbors laughed and called him William Tell, forever amused by the impish grin that took over his chubby face the second he decided he was going to do the opposite of whatever he was being told.
And some low voice he could never quite place called him William the Conqueror with a crooked smile, called him William the Bastard with a smirk aimed at someone else. He didn't know what the words meant, so he forgot them as soon as their speaker stopped coming by.
When he was four, he colored one eye black for halloween, determined to dress as some hero he'd dreamed up when he was younger. He'd been banished to his brother's shoulders after shoving the neighbors' kid to the ground. But apart from occasionally yanking his brother's hair as a reminder that he was the boss, he found it impossible to feign displeasure with the arrangement.
When he was five, he was sent home early on his very first day of school, having broken a classmate's nose on the playground. That was the first and last time anyone sneered when they called him Johnwayne.
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