As Reneé dials her mom (in reality, the driver that she sometimes sends) she returns this girl's smile with a slight yet substantial glare. What was so funny about her making sure her parents were okay with her hanging out with people they even slightly suspicious of? She had expected some of her fa...

Despite her status in Gilroy, this redhead was not one to start a fight, at least if she didn't see anything she could gain from it. Even then, she also had her reputation to hold up. However, Lavender's invitation came as quite the little surprise for Reneé. Little because she was used to skipping ...

Weak? Exactly who does this girl think she is? The gang badge seemed familiar, must've been one of those rowdy-ruff gangs that went around just making messes of things. Far as she knew, they didn't have the ferocity of the Crips and/or Bloods, though in terms of cockiness they were probably comparab...

Reneé saw it all, at least from the reflections in the mirror. It aroused her curiosity to see this girl beside her kick and apparently berate the person inside the stall only to embrace her only a few moments afterward. Apparently, these two were related, probably as friends. Though somewhere in th...

Reneé Valenti savored free time, though in her case, her freedom was certainly not free. Thanks to this crazy show that had eaten up all major TV networks - including the one Lady Valentine was on -, and partly due to a little loophole in her contract, her producers had taken the liberty of filling ...

Marvin clutches his racket close to him, not so much as it's him that's threatened but his racket. And thus his legs or maybe his well-conditioned serving arm. His life came second to his career and conditioning. This chat she was talking about was threatening to both. His grip on the racket tighten...

"Late for class? I just excused myself from class because I forgot something for my next class," he replies smugly, holding the tennis racket up just for show. He's currently doing a good job at hiding his fear; his earlier anger must've given him a much-needed boost in courage. But it's s...

Marvin winces and flinches as Kristey suddenly grabs his ear. If he didn't do anything, this would definitely be the tip of an iceberg of pain. She barely manages to drag him a few centimeters before out of reflex, he swats Kristey's hand away from the grasp. He doesn't do this with enough force to ...

Okay, this definitely seemed like a chick that would stroll into the men's room and dish out some third-degree burning humiliation. Marvin Hendrick splashed some water onto his face and stared into the sink mirror, trying to come up with some semblance of a plan. He shook his head and grasped the ha...

"Damien!" calls the concerned voice of his history teacher, poking his head out into the hallway in the boy's direction. He had already grown suspicious when his star pupil did not arrive at class in time, even more so when he heard the boy's pained cries in the hallway. Cries which elicit...

"Yeah...uh...sure..." Damien stammers... It also completely baffled him as to why Kristey took such a particular interest in him. As far as he knew, he was showing the exact same fear of Kristey as Mulder had earlier today. This would obviously mean that torture of some viciously painful k...

The hand of certain death lands softly on his shoulder. Well, at least death would be a welcome release. The process started with paralysis, meaning Damien tensing up while finally getting more than a brief look at the chick that had rescued him from Reneé Valenti just moments earlier. He had never ...

Damien blushes a bit from his last spontaneous comment, turning to look away from the kid next to him. And who should come into his field of vision than the girl that he had found himself hoping he'd never see again. The mere sight of the girl is enough to jolt him in the opposite direction, causing...

((Continued from: The Hallways )) Marvin marched out of his classroom, adjusting his uniform to try to conceal the rage that had unsettled him just moments earlier. Although his teacher had chastised him for arriving late to class, he had somehow managed to excuse himself without any further compla...

Mom's gonna find out...she'll probably point to Marvin... Damien's already starting to tremble. ...and he's still raring to kick my ass from that fight... "Erk...no thanks...I'm late for a major test as it is..." he says, trying in vain to exude any remote sense of calm. Then his mind com...