Story of the Tower of the Way Cool New Kid

He came sauntering up the hill from his parked Kawasaki Zeroninja 1080z, moving across the recently mown grass like a fish through mother fucking water. Everyone held their breath as the full weight of his manly coolness hit them. The new kid stopped, looked around, pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his studded leather jacket, lit one with his zippo, and inhaled like it was the best damn thing anyone could suck on. Amanda, the head cheerleader, timidly approached, "Hey, uh, cigarettes, are like, not prohibited on school grounds, so you've like, gotta put it..." The new kid cut her off with a puff of smoke in the face. No words, just cool. He kept walking toward the school doors, so cool he didn't even notice the stares of the onlookers. Without even looking back, he disappeared behind the thick school doors, still sucking on his cancer stick.