*RIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIING* Maria snapped out of her note-taking concentrationism as the bell rang. She did the best she could, but it looked like she'd be hitting the books later. The punk quickly packed her things up and headed out the door, her classes over for today. Hanging out with Duncan would ...

Maria returned Ariel's wave as she pulled out her math textbook. "No problem." She called back as Mr. Alpert continued his lecture from the previous day. Quadratics, parabolas, the quadratic equation, completing the square. He went a little too fast for Maria to keep up, and the teacher di...

Maria looked back as she heard the sound of things slamming into the floor behind her, only to find that she'd knocked down the tiny albino girl, Ariel. She felt bad enough just knocking down someone carrying such a huge load, but for it to be such a pitiful-looking creature was akin kicking a puppy...

{{continued from Running Tackle }} I'mlateI'mlateI'mlateI'mlateI'mlateI'mLATE! That was the only thing on Maria Graham's mind as she sprinted down the hallway to get to class. Almost there... She spotted the door to Mr. Alpert's math class, with someone carrying a stack of books headed in that direc...

"Let's see...this is the front entrance right?" Duncan McMahon stood just inside the front entrance of Bayview Secondary School. It seemed like it was time for the break in between classes, since there was a multitude of students moving through the hallway, going from one class to another....

Maria waved to Sapphire as she took her leave. "See you tomorrow!" She said, picking up her backpack as she WHAT THE HELL WAS SHE FORGETTING THAT WAS SO IMPORTANT!? She felt like she was THIS close to remembering, but when it seemed like she was just about to get it, it was yanked away, li...

"You got that, right? The whole copyright/trademark thing? I thought it was very clever." Maria stared at Tom as if he were talking in Swahili. Not that she had anything AGAINST people who speak Swahili, or anyone that comes from Swahili...tania...land. She'd never actually met anyone fro...

Maria sat at her desk at the back of the room, staring intently at the test laid out in front of her. It wasn't that she was having difficulty on the test; in fact, she had already finished. She couldn't really think of any reason she's need to have the photographic memory of the periodic chart that...

A 13-year-old Duncan made his way down the stairs as he heard the doorbell. Making his way through the living room, he passed by his younger sister, who hardly seemed to acknowledge his presence at all as she sat on the couch watching Spongebob Squarepants. The doorbell sounded again, and again, and...