Katrina
Katrina Lonede was woken out of a sound sleep by her alarm blaring Knives and Pens by Black Veil Brides. She groaned, and slung her arm out in an attempt to hit the snooze button, her eyes still closed. Unable to find her alarm, she reached farthur, and farthur, and then...
"Ouch, oh, shit!"
She fell of the bed, landing in a heap on the floor. "Goddamn it!" She growled, as she stood and finally hit the "off" button on her alarm. Only half-awake, she read the time on her alarm clock. "6 am? What idiot set my alarm for 6 am?"
She was about to go back to sleep, when suddenly she remembered. Today was the first day of her new school. "Crap," she mumbled to herself. "I hate school. Especially new ones where you don't know anyone and people take one look at you and write you off."
Katrina walked over to her closet, pulled out her favorite pair of black skinny jeans, a black tank top, and a purple hoodie. She quickly put it on, adding her lucky Invader Zim socks. Once she dressed, she ran a brush through her straight, pink-streaked black hair, and did her usual makeup: a thin layer of coverup, thick black eyeliner, a bit of mascara, and a hint of lip gloss. Looking in the mirror, she shrugged. "Well, it's as good as I'm gonna get."
She pulled on a pair of converse shoes, and headed downstairs for breakfast.


Skylar
"Morning, sis." Skylar called as Katrina appeared at the bottom of the stairs.
"It's too early for it to be morning." Katrina groaned in response. Skylar laughed. He knew that while he was albe to easily spring out of bed bright and cheery, his cousin took a few cups of coffee before she was totally awake.
"Hey, we match today." He commented. He was wearing black skinny jeans and a purple hoodie, same as Katrina. The only difference was his purple and black striped shirt. "I guess we both decided to wear our favorite colors today."
Katrina's only response was a muffled grunt.
"C'mon, cheer up, grumpy. It's our first day of school. Aren't you excited?"
Katrina glared at him. "Ugh, don't remind me. I hate school."
Skylar made a face of mock disbelief. "What? Hate school? Are you insane? Why, school is an amazing fantastic place where all of your wildest dreams can come true! A place of adventure, of suspence, of intrigue!"
"You're kidding, right?" Katrina said.
Skylar chuckled. "Yes, Trina, I'm kidding. You know I hate school just as much as the next kid. But hey, at least we have the chance to actually meet people. And don't worry, I'll let you cheat off of me so you can pass all your classes." He winked. "Now come on, we're gonna miss the bus."
Grabbing his packpack in one hand, and Katrina's hand with the other, he dragged her out the door and to the bus stop.

Trin Maxwell woke up to her mom stumbling in at 6:30 and she pulled a hand through her short unruly hair as she sat up....School, ughh. She thought and shook her head in fusteration, "I could ditch" she murmred to herself but got up anyway and went to radio and popped in her favorite A Day To Remember CD and danced around her room for a moment. She pulled on a gray tank top and a red and black plaid skirt with chains covering it, she pulled her knee high doc martins on over her riped up tights. She put on multiple bracelets including her " Love Your Boobies" and "Autism Awareness" which where her favorites. She quickly applied black eyeliner and thick amounts of mascara to her eyes. As she stumbled down the steps of her old Victorian house to her purple/blackish 1961 Corvette, which she drove to school getting there as the first bell rang.

Aaliyah

Aaliyah heard her alarm clock began to ring at 6:00 am from her bathroom. She had gotten up at five thirty to get ready for school like she usually did during the school year, she skipped over to the end table by her bed and pressed the snooze button. As the alarm turned off a smile came across her face time to wake up Nick she thought jogging out of her room. The only reason she had an alarm clock was to remind her to wake up her lazy twin brother who unless woken up would sleep till noon, she turned the knob slowly and creeped into the room. She tip-toed over to her brother's bed then after climbing onto his bed she began jumping up and down "NICK NICK NICK ! TIME FOR SCHOOL TIME FOR SCHOOOOOL!!!" she yelled at the top of her lungs. She could hear moaning coming from underneath the covers that cosumed her brother she dropped down on the began and began shaking him "Come on Nicholas seriously time for school" with another moan and groan her brother finally threw the blanket off of his body. She didn't wait for him to say anything "You have twenty minutes so move your butt" she crawled off her brother's bed and ran out of the room. She went back to her room at the time her alarm rang she had just finished doing her hair now she sat down at her makeup table and did her makeup, after years of doing her makeup it was a pretty quick 1,2,3. She stood up once she was done and went over to her door she looked at herself in the full body mirror that hung on back of it, after checking herself out making sure her outfit, hair and makeup was all together she walked over to her alarm clock check the time. It was 6:15 she decided it was time to start breakfast, she grabbed her over the shoulder bookbag that she had threw everything into last night before she went to bed and headed downstairs.

Nicholas

Nicholas had been sleeping peacefully in his bed until a disturbing movement started shaken him from his sleep, at first he thought that there was an earthquake going on but then hearing the shouting voice of his sister he knew that the first day of school was upon them and this was his early morning alarm clock here to wake him up for the first day of the end of his freedom. He groaned and moaned from under his blanket, Nicholas was certainly not a morning person like his happy go lucky sister. He felt her dropped out of the air landing back down on his bed, she shook his body and told him that he had to get up and althought his mind was telling him to stay in bed his body threw off the blanket that had been keeping him warm last night and sat up on its own. Before he could mumble out a plea to get her to let him sleep a bit longer she told him that he had twenty minutes to get ready then ran out the room, he considered going back to sleep but he knew that if he did his sister would kill him in his sleep so he slowly rose out of bed. Lucky for him he had already laid out his outfit for school the night before so he didn't have to bother with the annoy issue of finding something to wear this earlier in the morning. He went into his bathroom and took a shower that took about ten minutes then after he got out brushed his teeth washed his face then he went back into his bedroom and got dressed. His shower had actually woken him up a bit so he was now moving at a quicker pace, he got his brushed off of his dresser and went back into the bathoom, he had gotten his haircut a few days ago so all his hair needed today was a twenty second brush and it was ready to go. Checking himself in the mirror after three minutes of making sure he was looking good he was ready to go, strolling back into the room he grabbed his bookbag that was laying on the floor by his bed. He held up his wrist and read the time on his watch it was 6:25 he had actually finished on time today he smiled feeling slightly proud of himself and walked out of his room closing the door behind him.

The Twins

As Nicholas walked int to the kitchen he stopped his sister standing over the stove, he walked over to her and looked into the frying pan on the stove inside was scrambled eggs, Aaliyah looked over at her brother "Just in time" she smiled as the toaster popped "Go get that. Please" she sweetly smiled making her brother laugh he nodded and went to get the toast of out the toaster as she added a few slices of cheese into the pan of scrambled eggs. Ten minutes later the two were sitting down eating eggs in toast with fruit smoothies, "I don't how we can live in a house like this and not have people who cook our breakfast" Nicholas said chewing on his toast Aaliyah laughed "Nick the only meal we have to cook is our breakfast. And considering the fact that I do most of the cooking you shouldn't be complaining." Nicholas said nothing but nodded in the response as he cooked eating his breakfast. They chatted as they ate finishing up with everything at 6:45 while Nicholas washed the dishes Aaliyah made her brother's protien shake and made herself a to go smoothie. Finishing up what she was doing she turned to her brother "So am I driving. You driving. Or we taking separate cars" Nicholas dried his hands and turned to his sister "Well seeing as its the first day and I have no idea what's exactly going to happen lets do the two car thing so no one has to wait for anyone at the end of the day" his sister nodded in agreeance and grabbed his bag off of the counter, her brother following in the same lead grabbed his bag and the two exited their home.

James O'connel wakes up at 5am to his mom banging on his door. "WAKE UP JIMMY ITS TIME FOR SCHOOL" she yelled. He jumps up and walks into his bathroom. "Five in the morning is way to early to be awake." James said as he stepped into the shower. He jumped as he forgot to wait for the water to warm up. "cold, cold, cold, cold, ahhh warm" he said to himself as the water warmed up. James got out of the shower about twenty minuets after 5. He walked into his room and opened his closet. he steps in and looks around saying to himself "My mom needs to stop buying me suits. I never wear them". James finds a pair of jeans and a plain black shirt. James hated having a rich lifestyle, he hides it from people. He loves dressing in jeans and t-shirts. As he leaves his room he walks to the kitchen when he receives a text message from his dad. It reads *Bud, i got you a chevy camaro, its black*
James walks outside skipping breakfast. Its just light enough to see the car. "Thanks dad" James says. He runs back inside where he grabs his backpack and his longboard. He runs out to the car and drives off. The time was 645 when he parked in a parking lot a mile from the school. "Stay here till i come back ok?" he said to the car. "I will be back to pick you up". James locks the car, throws his keys in his bag, and gets on the longboard ridding to the school. He gets there a few minuets early and sits outside watching the people drive in. Just as the bell rang he stood up as he herd a familiar sound. "Sounds like a 1960 Corvette?" James said to himself. "Damn, its a 1961, my father would have beat me if he knew i got that wrong". The purple/blackish corvette drove by as he walked into the school. "wonder who drives that" he thinks to himself.

Trin pulled into school and ran into the school with her worn out black back pack on her back. She stopped by the office and got her schedule and entered her homeroom, "Miss. Maxwell, late I see" said her teacher who Trin didn't pay attention to, She simply walked to the back of the class and plopped into an empty seat. Well this is fun she thought sarcastically and started to doodle on a piece of paper. "That's horrible" she said silently to herself and crushed her drawing and started anew. She didn't even pay attention to the people around her but she was secretly hoping someone would try to talk to her.

James brought his board into the classroom, people looked, almost confused at the 47 inch longboard. He laughed to himself and saw a few seats in the back, he threw his messenger bag on the ground and put his board in the seat. James walked to the teacher "Im James, Im new here" he said boldly. He turned around without letting her say a word and walked back to his seat. James wonders to himself what the day will be like. "Lets see how this school turns out!" he whispers to himself. As he puts his phone to silent he looks up and sees a girl. He tries not to stare but she is a short haired girl, her clothing gives her a strange style. He catches himself starring as the teacher said she was late and he quickly looks through his bag. When James pulls out a book, he sits up realizing that she sat in the seat next to him. He smiles to himself thinking *Really? she actually sat next to me?*. James looked in his book but watched her draw, it was not a bad drawing but she didn't like it, she mumbled something to herself. As she started her new drawing James thought to himself *better try to make friends now before i make a fool of myself*, he leans over to her and whispers, "why did you crush that picture?" He had a thought hoping she wouldn't be mean.

The sound of the alarm clock blared throughout the room. Rather than being startled by it, Oblio's pale eyes just slowly opened. He was facing the clock, the red numbers flashing on the screen, reading '6:00'. At first, he just pulled the covers higher over his body, about to close his eyes and fall asleep again, but not before remembering what today was, and why he had the alarm going off in the first place. School. First day. The damn place was torture, and at first, he considered just ditching it. Maybe just the first few classes...

But it was the first day of a new year. New people, sometimes. So he managed to pull himself out of bed, and turn off the alarm. He ran a hand through his short, dark brown hair as he sat up on the bed. His eyes wandered down to the floor, where he stared at the brown leather messenger bag on the floor, beside it, a pile of books and papers. Not school-work,
but his own work that he chose to do on his own time.

Oblio rose to his feet, pressing a hand up against his side-table so he could keep his balance. Absentmindedly,he began down the hallway of the small house, planning to have a quick shower before getting completely ready. The shower was quick, and he didn't mind the water being cold. Just enough to clean him before he went out to school.

It was about 6:30 before he was downstairs, wearing a loose, long-sleeved white shirt, along with a pair of light blue jeans. In his hand, he was carrying the messenger bag. He knew that he only had a short amount of time to get to school. With an exasperated sigh, he grabbed his black leather jacket off of the coat hooks by the door, throwing it on, and pulling the collar up to hide the burns on the right side of his neck. He threw the leather bag over his shoulder, and opened the door, stepping out into the chilly morning air. He shut it behind him. No breakfast today. He would barely make it in time, even by motorcycle.

Oblio could feel the nipping cold on his bare hands as he headed towards the shed by the side of the old house. It sure was an odd place to keep a silver motorcycle, but the garage could only fit one car, and the large shed was the next safest place to keep the bike. Thankfully, the storage building was leveled, so he was able to just grab his helmet, and put it on. The world became tinted an odd orange color, as he began to guide the vehicle out of the shelter. He threw his leg over once reaching the driveway, twisting the handle on the right side. The engine growled with life, and in a mere few seconds, he was off down the road, going a bit above the speed limit because there weren't many cars on the road he was going on.

He had gotten the license for the motorbike not too long ago, after realizing he was old enough to get one. As soon as he got the money, he bought the vehicle. And it came to great use, because in only a few minutes, he was already slowing down outside the school building, checking over his shoulder to see if his bag was still on his back. With a quick glance around the area, he found a good place to park the silver bike. He cut off the engine with one twist of his wrist, pulling on the front break. He killed the engine, balancing himself on the bike by keeping his feet now on the ground either side of him. Oblio pulled off his helmet, glancing up to see if people were still heading inside the school building.

"Damn." He muttered under his breath quietly, staring at the quiet building. No one. He could see one figure in the distance, but that was all. Late, again. On the first day of a new year. Perfect.

Trin looked at him and took him in, she gave gave him a small smile "It wasn't as good as it could be" she said to him softly and brushed her hair out of her eyes even though it was short. She saw the long board and couldn't help but smile at that "Nice board, really" she said and looked at him with her rich hazel eyes. After a moment her eyes wandered abit then returned to him and she turned to a new piece of paper and started to softly draw his features with quick fluid motions.

James looked her in the eyes. He always makes eyecontact with people. "it might not have been good but what if someone else loved it?" he wispered, trying to not get herd by the teacher. He smiled softly at her. He felt proud when she noticed his board "Thanks! not many people appreciate it." he replied to her letting out a big grin. As her eyes wandered he watched them. Eye contact to james is how he reads people. He looked down for a moment when she started drawing him. "Now what are you drawing?" he said. clearley he can see its a face. "By the way, my name is James, James O'Connel. but my friends called me Rogue. Im new here" he says with a little laugh at the end.

The Twins
Nicholas and Aaliyah drove into the parking lot at the same time parking side by side, Aaliyah was driving her convertible that she got over the summer and Nicholas was driving the jeep their father had gotten him for passing the 10th grade last year. The twins got out of their cars simultaneous throwing their bags over there shoulders and locking the cars. Walking towards the school building it wasn't long before they were greeted by friends for last year, as they walked to the main office to get their new schedules for the new year they made conversation with people talking over the summer and how much it sucked to be back in school. After getting their schedules the two looked over and compared classes as always their schedules were similar but not exactly the same. "Well time to get to homeroom" Nicholas said looking at his watch they were already late but niether of them were really worried about it like come on this is the first day back. The two strolled down the familar halls not much had change over the summer, as they got to the room they found that their favorite history teacher from last year was their new homeroom teacher for this year. "Hey guys. Nice to see you guys are back and looking well" the teacher said to them as they walked in the room "Nice to see you again Ms.Torres" Aaliyah said with a smile "We didn't really have much of a choice on coming back here but its still nice to see you" Nicholas added after his sister. The teacher laughed and the twins shifted their eyes around the room they noticed there were new people this year they went to the back of the room and sat two seats down from the other two kids in the back just because they seemed to be making there own little conversation.

Trin looked at him for a moment and Smiled at his happiness at her comment about his board. She looked at her paper and the outline of his face "It's You" she whispered back, she just didn't want to get him in trouble it was his first day in the hell hole. When the two other students entered the class she looked at them for a moment then back to James "And nice to meet you James, I'm Trinity Maxwell, but I'm called Trin" she stated and quickly started making the sketch look more like him. She ruffled her short hair and it spiked in a crazy mess that somehow managed to look appealing.

James blushed a little bit when Trin said it was him, "oh no don't draw me! i'm so ugly!" he said as he softly laughed. James drew his attention away from Trin as the twins walked in. He let out a big smile their way. He turned back as she said his name and then introduced herself. "Trinity Maxwell!" he says softly. He turns to the person in-front of him and says softly, "Hi, do you know this girl? her name is Trinity, she is my friend! isn't she beautiful". the person didn't hear him, he laughed and turned back to Trin. "wait!" he says as she spiked her hair. he reaches into his backpack, the bag is a military digi-camo bag with more pockets then needed. James pulls out a old film camera that looks brand new. "This was my grandparents camera." he says as he quickly snaps a picture of her before she can react. the flash went off and the teacher looked up. He laughed as he ducked behind the desk. The six foot boy trying to hid behind the small desk was a very funny sight and he began laughing some more. the camera made a strange sound and the picture came out. "well look at this! its a picture of you drawing me!" he said as he pulled out a pen and wrote *Trinity, first day of school* on the bottom. he turned around to see if the twins were looking at him then turns back to Trin. "they are a cute couple. they dress like they are rich!" he says not knowing they are twins. he watches Trin carefully as she draws. "You are really concentrating arnt you?" he asks.

Trin had somehow manged to watch him and keep drawling at the same time, She was smiling now and she couldn't remember the last time she had smiled. When James called her beautiful then took her picture she was shocked beyond belief and blushed. "Your not ugly, and I'm going to draw you weather you hide or not" she whispered teasingly. She could feel the teacher's eyes on them and She turned and looked her straight in the eyes and waved then went back to the drawling. After quickly adding shadowing she riped out the piece of paper wrote in her pretty cursive * James, The new boy* on it and handed it to him to look at. "I'm not that good but it is recognizable as you" she stated softly.

James looked at the picture, shocked at how good it was. "This is both amazing, and the first time anyone has every drew me" he says forgetting to whisper. "oops" he catches himself and quiets down. He forgets the world as he looks at the picture. Then he takes the camara and snaps a picture of the drawing. "It truly is beautiful" he says as the picture slides out of the camara. he writes on the bottom *Trin's beautiful drawing 1* and puts it in his bag. he then hands the drawing back to Trin and wispers "thank you!". James turns to the twins he believes are a couple. and whispers loud enought for Trin to hear "can you believe this girl drew me? she is so talented! and," he looks back at Trin the leans closer to the twins, and wispers so Trin cant hear "cute". he leans back. Just then he has a serous face, as if he remembered something important. but then smiles and says "what classes do you have? The school sent my schedule home. ((OOC do we have 4, hour and a half classes or 8, 45 minuet class??))

((I'm assuming its 8, 45min classes until further notice))
Trin looked at her classes and her eyes brightened "this class, then Math:Geo, then Art, an study hall, then lunch, Film, and Science, Then i have a free period." she said happily, She looked at him expectantly and cocked her head to the side,her hair fell in her eyes and she started blowing it up. She became irritated and gave up with it and looked at James again "Sooo... What are your classes?" she asked quietly. She looked at the clock and decided that this class was pretty fun so far. She still had the drawling of him out so she pulled her binder with all her pictures in it and put it in there and just left the binder on her desk. She started to wonder what he said To the twins When she couldnt hear ans was debating weather or not to kick him and try to get the answer.

James began laughing as she tried to get the hair out of her face. but the smile went to just a normal face "well i have this class then math, but this is the part i hate, i have art then AP english the AP geo" he stops talking lets out a grunt "i hate A.P. classes, anyway, i guess it will be better that i have study hall, and lunch with you, but i have wood shop then" he stops talking and smiles really big "this school made a mistake, i was signed up to take AP science, but they have regular science, and i don't care! we are in science together and i can help you with your work, if you need help i mean, with like studying. i have a computer applications during your free period. At least we have a few classes together!" James said excitedly to Trin. He watched her pull her binder out as he spoke and it had pictures in it. He reached over quickly and took it right off the desk and began looking through it. "These are beautiful! You have such a talent!" he said so the kids around him could hear, but not the teacher. "Do you ever enter these pictures into contests or such?" he asked with such a big smile on his face, as if the fact she can draw brought great happiness to him.

Katrina & Skylar
"Oh, shit, shit, shit, shit, shit!" Katrina screamed, watching the bus leave without them. "Now how are we supposed to get to school? Ugh, this is so stupid!"
Skylar laughed as his cousin freaked out. "Um, Katty?" Waiting until she had calmed down and was focused on him, he said, "My mom didn't take her jeep to work today..."
A wicked grin stole over Katrina's face. "Oh, really? Hmm...now, who do you think will notice if we take it to get to school and return it before she gets back?"
"I'm pretty sure no one's gonna notice, sis." Skylar replied.
They ran back to the house, had a short squabble over who was driving, which Skylar won, and then jumped in the jeep. Skyler pulled out, then floored it, and they sped off to school.
"Sky, slow down!" Katrina screamed. "You're gonna kill us!"
"Nah, don't be such a scaredy-cat." Skylar replied. "I'm just getting us there on time."
"I'd rather be late and alive than on time and dead!" Katrina retorted.
Skylar's only response was a laugh, although he did slow down a bit. "Aww, you're no fun." He grinned at Katrina. "I could've gotten us there in about twenty seconds. Give or a take."
Katrina shook her head in mock disgust. "You, my darling cousin, need to grow up."
"And you, my darling sister, need to start calling me 'brother'. My mom adopted you, so technically, we're siblings, not cousins anymore."
Katrina shrugged, and looked out the window as they pulled into the school parking lot. "Well, looks like fun." she said sarcastically.
"C'mon, let's get our schedules and hit the books." Skylar said.
They had to make a quick stop at the office to get their schedules. The lady in the office seemed to disaprove of their tardiness, but said that she would let it slip seeing as they were new and it was their first day.
"Ok, first class, homeroom, Ms. Torres. You ready?" Skylar turned to Katrina, who scowled. "Let's just get this over with, please."
They walked into the classroom, handed the teacher their late slips, and looked around for seats.

The Twins

With it being the first day of school nothing was really going on in homeroom, in fact nothing was going on in homeroom. Glancing around the room you either saw people broken up into groups talking among themselves or a couple of teens who didn't get enough sleep the night before and were now taking a nap on their desks. Nicholas put his head on his desk and closed his eyes he wasn't sleeping but he was trying to get back to sleep. Aaliyah on the other hand was in her own world because unlike her brother she was happy about school starting back because that meant cheerleading was back on. Although the cheerleaders did practice over the summer and all to keep there routines tight she missed cheering at her brother's games and at assembles and other school events. The twins looked over to the new guy as he tried to hide behind a desk Nicholas chuckled once before laying his head back down Aaliyah laughed he was way to big to be hiding behind any desk. As the laughter died down the new and rather tall guy grabbed her attention she hits her brother's arm making him sit up and pay attention.

"can you believe this girl drew me? she is so talented! and," he looks back at girl then leaned in closer to the twins, he whispered "cute"

Nicholas just nodded and laid his head back on the desk, Aaliyah rolled her eyes and looked at the boy giggling "Am sure your friend is very talented" she leaned over to the boy and whispered back "And yes she is pretty". As the guy went back to talking to his friend Aaliyah noticed two other people walk into the room, it was nice to see that her and her brother weren't the only late ones today.

Trin blushed and put her head down and looked up through her hair. "No, the good competitions cost money. I don't have any." she laughed bitterly but smiled at him. "But thanks, i appreciate it that you think I'm good enough" She took back her pictures and put the binder in her back pack. She watched him for awhile, he seemed like a happy person. "So can you drive or are you hippie and just ride your board?" She asked randomly thinking about her baby, her 1961 Corvette in the school parking lot. She loved it had spent all summer working and saving money so she could work on it and it was finally in running condition.

James smiles as she mentions money. He is rich but doesn't like to talk about it so he says "Well what if we work together to enter you in the next competition?" as she takes her pictures he looks at her softly "i don't think you are good, i know you are good!" he says with a big smile while watching her. He feels excepted by her as if they are good friends. "And yes I am SO hippie i just love smoking pot and riding everywhere" he says with a very sarcastic sound. He smiles and laughs "no silly! i can drive. My dad has drilled cars into my brain, i know a lot about cars. but this little baby" he kicks his board "this thing just pisses my parents off, and is so much fun! You should try ridding it sometime! Going down a hill the wind blowing through your hair." he says very proud and very playfully. He watches Trin as she begins thinking. "Well what about you? Do you drive, or are you hippie and walk?" He hears something in the front of the room, two kids walk in. James can see they are looking for seats. There are two empty seats in the second row to the back just between james and the twins. He sits straight up almost being able to see over most of the teens, he raises his hand and points to the seats saying "empty seats here" then slumps down in his desk, turning to watch Trin. he smiles.

Trin smiled really happily "Yeah, yeah i would love that" she said referring to the competition thing. She laughed as he commented on the pictures "If you say so" was her response. She sighed and rummaged through her bag for gum and offered him some. She smiled at him, Wow a friend she thought. "I drive, I love my car its my baby I spent all summer spending what i earned from work on it." She said excitedly. "It took forever to fix" she stated in a hushed voice. She smiled when he helped the Two late kids find seats, "So you don't have a car and would the board piss your parents off" she asked curious, at lest they care she added silently.

James smiled as she offered a peice of gum, he took it and put it wraper and all in his mouth. He squints and then pulls the wraper out of his mouth. "it looks much cooler when i do it with a starburst." he said with a grin. "What kind of car do you drive?" he asks almost joyed to learn what she drives, he was raised to like cars. "I had to rebuild a 1960 Ford Starliner once. It was like a test by my father it took me some time to find all the parts." he said very proud. He smiles every time she smiles "I have a car but this board saves gas" He smiles but is thinking to himself *which car should i tell her i own? Should i tell her all of them or should i just tell her one or two?* He herd her mumble but could not make out what she said, he watched her hoping to notice what she said.

Trin laughed softly about the gum wrapper thing and put her own piece of gum in her mouth, "I own a 1961 Corvette" she said with pride. She had seen his face when he said he owned a car like there was more then he was saying but she just excepted it. In a quick motion she pulled out an photo of her baby, the purple/black paint sparkled and it looked perfect. "Just a few minor things to fix and it will be like new" She whispered "Ive spent the last 3 years spending every spare moment and dollar to get her running." she said, her voice filled with pride and brimming with joy.

As Trin mentions her car James smiles and raises his eyebrow. "So you were the one that pulled in late this morning!" he said teasingly. "I mean, not many people have a 1961 corvette. not even my fam" he stops realizing what he said. he slightly turns and speaks just enough so she can hear. "not even my family, we have a lot of cars. i just wish i could drive the starliner i built it but my dad wont let me drive it. this is why i drive my board." he carefully takes the picture making sure he doesn't bend it. James looks at it and is smiling again. "I am a grease head when i have to be and i have plenty of tools and parts laying around the garage. If you need anything, just ask!" he said smiling as he saw the joy and pride she was showing. "what are your parents like?" James asked this question out of the blue, but had a feeling it might be a touchy subject.

Trin smiled as he talked cars, She loved cars. "i would love it, You should take a look at her because something is wrong and I'm not sure what it is" she said she had laughed when he teased her and was still laughing from it kinda. The second he asked about her family her face literally clouded over, "My dad left, my moms a druggie, my only other family wont have anything to do with me, not much to say" she whispered bitterly so only he could hear. Her eyes meet his rich brown ones, the pain she felt was written there but no where else on her face was it showing.