presley douglas | six ; cb

A school that celebrates arts in the Districts is a miracle in and of itself. But having one in Six, the very district dedicated to producing scholars? It shouldn't have happened, and yet somehow, against all odds, the Salvatore School opened, giving people like Presley Douglas a chance to make something of themselves.

Born into wealth, he wasn't exactly known for being dedicated to any one thing in particular: There was a year when he swore he'd become an artist, and he hasn't touched a paint brush since. Or, there was that time he took up learning magic, but he never made it past the card tricks in the first chapter of the book. He couldn't stay in relationships too long because usually, by the other person had time to decipher the cryptic message that he liked them, he'd already lost interest.

But the one thing he stuck with, the one thing he started and never stopped: cello. It wasn't really his style: he was rather upbeat and full of whimsy and the cello had a tendency of pulling out the melancholy lodged in one's soul- but he fell in love with it. And it was the very reason he'd gotten into Salvatore in the first place. With all the killings going on, he was as terrified as anyone that the school would close and he'd be forced to live a life of mediocrity.

When he heard that the sanctuary he’d found, the one place where he was allowed to always and forever be himself, was under attack, it broke his heart, and he vowed to be the one to stop it.