He didn't know why, but he was getting more anxious by the second. The way the three of them were talking, the way they were moving, the nonchalant discussion of weapons. What were they planning? Were they planning anything? How could they be so calm? He surveyed the three of them, still trying to s...

He didn't see a gun on anyone. It was immediate relief that at the very least, it didn't look like anyone had a gun. But there was Adonis. Garrett had never really talked much to Adonis, but then again he never really wanted to. He was big, tough, and assuredly intimidating. It was then that the fir...

Garrett exhaled in relief. They hadn't noticed him. As far as he could tell, they had just continued their conversation none-the-wiser. It didn't quite change his situation, however. He was still relatively near a group of potentially dangerous peers with no way to run without abandoning his assigne...

(( Start for B010 Garrett Cobbler )) Garrett stuck a few fingers in his mouth in the vain attempt to silence his breathing. He was screwed. He was royally, horrendously screwed. The boy sat against the base of a tree with his head low so as to obscure as much of himself as possible from view behind ...

(( B010 Garrett Cobbler continued from And God Said... )) It was a lot like what he'd always imagined death would be like. Garrett sat in the center of a round moveable rack of coats that he had hidden underneath a check-out counter and stared into the darkness around him. There was absolutely nothi...

He had prepared for the absolute worst. He expected a verbal encounter, an aggressive response, or at the very least an awkward run-in, but he hadn't prepared for the best case scenario. They seemed to be on their way out. They weren't going to bother him. He was going to be okay, after all. One of ...

((Garrett Cobbler continued from Ducks Love Fireworks )) In a way, Garrett felt a little bit like a kid. He had run and run and never stopped running, never stopped to look and see if anyone was chasing him. Any sound made him sprint. Any shadow scared him away and spurred him on further. He had bee...

Garrett absent-mindedly scratched behind his ear and bit his lip. He was a bit surprised by how passionately Michelle had spoken. He hadn't really thought of the solo nature of swimming and how it would affect sport mentality and morale. One of the things that he liked about water polo was the near-...

He sighed and peaked through the cracks between his fingers at the girl across the student center. She still hadn't turned, so he figured he was probably just being paranoid. Turning his full attention to the girl sitting in front of him, he dropped his hand and decided to actively avoid looking in ...

Garrett looked up in panic but relaxed when he realized it hadn't been the girl he had just been drawing. He exhaled and chuckled a little bit, glad to see it wasn't. It had never happened before that someone had caught him doodling or writing about them, but he was in no rush to have such an awkwar...

[ Garrett's Introduction ] Garrett flipped a page and started again. Blonde reclined on a chair listening to music? She would notice. Guy with his face buried in a history book? Too boring. Brunette playing with some take-out while talking with someone? She'd have to do. He started with the table, c...

{{OOC: Sorry for not posting. Been busy.}} The rest of the class went by fairly normally. Pretty soon the bell rang and the lecture came to an end. Students filed out of the classroom at their own pace and chattered here and there. Aimee gathered her belongings and put them in her bag, which was org...

Aimee suppressed a smile as Mr. Howard did the obvious thing and called her out on speaking out. She nodded as genuinely as she could and maintained perfect posture until the teacher turned around again to the board. She probably shouldn't have done it, but shrugged it off as one of the few moments ...

Aimee held her head up and tried to appear attentive. If it was any other day, she would have at least been semi-interested in Mr. Howard's lecture, but it wasn't a good day for her. She had run out of pretty much anything edible for breakfast and only gotten a few hours of sleep the night before so...

[ Aimee Kowalski's Debut] Aimee brushed a strand of hair out of her face as she walked into the classroom, book already in hand. She smiled at Mr. Howard and quickly took her place in the back of the classroom. People had asked her before why she liked to sit in the very back if she actually liked g...