((Sean Carver continued from http://z10.DEFUNCT_IF_LINK/SOTF_V2/index.php?showtopic=3800 )) Ms. Brody was hardly the most difficult teacher in the Math Wing. Old and probably a year or two away from retirement, she struggled with even the most basic aspects of modern technology, which left her stude...

Much to his surprise, Everett gave up the coat without any noticeable hesitation. "Here man." He said as he held out the jacket for Sean to try on. "You can borrow my coat if you want. Just get it back to me after school or something." Sean barely knew what to say. He hadn't expe...

The newcomer had already managed to distract him away from his conversation with Everett. Her clothes were soggy from the rain, and the water had caused her clothes to stick to her body in a rather... interesting way. He spared her an appreciative glance, but quickly turned away in the hopes she had...

Making his way through the crowd was not as easy for him as he thought it might be. Even though he stood over most of the other kids, their sheer numbers made the hallway a site of chaos that nothing short of a tank could pass through. Of course, there was always the tempting option of using a littl...

((Claire McGowan continued from Good Start )) Standing outside the door, Claire checked her pockets for her cell phone and the wadded up bills she'd tucked away into the inner pocket of her sweatshirt. Even though she'd checked her pockets twice already, both before and after their arrival at the ma...

Getting out of the car wasn't so hard, once she managed to squeeze her way through the door without her boobs causing her to get stuck like they'd done last time she'd driven here. It hadn't exactly been her finest hour, especially with Darius there to watch the whole thing. Although he hadn't said ...

Whoever he was, he didn't seem to recognize Sean; at least, not enough to call him by name, which was fortunate, as it left them both on the same playing field, so to speak. Moving over to take the space the other boy had provided for him, he found himself staring at his odd style of dress. Even in ...

((Sean Carver continued from One Pen Two Pen Red Pen Blue Pen )) Making his way outside was a mistake, he decided. Not that there were many other places that could offer the same level of solitude as the campus fields after school, but the gray and rumbling clouds above promised a hail of rain at an...

Before the girl could even answer, he'd already stood back up and hastened back over to his table. An embarrassed tinge of red came to his face as he thought of what he'd just done, and the odd looks it'd probably earned him from some of the other kids in the room. Even he could admit that it had be...

(NOTE: I'll have to cut my way out of this thread. Sorry for the hack job.) "All right, nice talking to you." She called after Andrew as he continued on down the track, leaving her behind as her pace slowed into a brisk walk, which was no less uncomfortable for her as she tried to ignore t...

Stopping before the water fountain, he wiped the sweat from his brow before he leaned over to take a cool drink from the faucet. He winced a little at the water's taste: that was something he'd never enjoyed about Bayview, who for all their state-of-the-art facilities never seemed all that intereste...

Mercedes looked back across the field at the bleachers, where she was certain she'd seen the girl returning her wave. Still, it had gone by so quick that she could hardly say for sure whether it had happened at all, or if the girl had been waving to someone else. She stole a few quick looks to the g...

((Finally got it finished. Just a little one-shot that hopefully lends a better view into Sean's thought processes)) How many nights can I stay awake like this? A day? Two days? A week? It was a fair question to ask right now, considering what he had planned for himself this weekend. Three nights of...

Talking with him was a good way to pass the time, but at the rate she was going, it was only a matter of time before the hunger started to get to her. She was already starting to feel a little woozy, but not enough to let her balance suffer. Eventually, whether she wanted to or not, she would have t...

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