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Ava Sawyer

"If you love something let it go, if it comes back its true, if not it never was."

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a character in “Olympus Academy for Demigods”, originally authored by Calvazara, as played by RolePlayGateway

Description

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There is only one happiness in life, to love and be loved. )

The Basics

Full Name: Ava Marie Sawyer
Age: 18
Birthdate: 17th October
Gender: Female
Godly Parent: Aphrodite


Similarites to Their Godly Parent: Excluding her beauty, Ava is a hopeless romantic, loving anything to do with romance and wishing she could find her soul mate. Ava has also mastered the art of seduction, she knows that men crave her and so uses this to her advantage.


Personality

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Color: Royal Blue
Food: Spaghetti
Drink: Lemon and Lime flavoured water
Music: Classic artists such as Elvis, Frank Sinatra and Dean Martin.

Ava is and has always been a very mentally strong woman, intelligent and strong willed she is a woman who knows her own mind and is not afraid to show it. Ava is a big believer that you should never judge someone on your first meeting and she follows this example, she will always give someone a chance, however cross her or a member of her family or her friends she will not hesitate end you. She has always been a big adventurer, as a child she would disappear for hours on end exploring different parts of the town and surrounding countryside, she just loves to discover new places. Although quite a homely Ava is also aware of the undiscovered beauty that the world holds and would love an opportunity to travel to these far off lands. Ava has always been extremely strong minded and opinionated, she knows her own mind and likes to speak it not matter what which can sometimes get her into a bit of trouble Ava doesn't like things to get her down and doesn't let it, she's aware that this can come across as arrogant, but likes to remain poised and dignified as she is always the rational one.

Ava is extremely beautiful, intelligent, sweet yet can be slightly manipulative and is by no means unaware of her charm and grace, where she can often leave behind a string of broken hearts and necks to get where she wants in life. She is an extremely stubborn woman and hates it when she's wrong; and will in no means apologize. Brazen and brave, Ava is strong and determined, much like her mother, Aphrodite. She is extremely loyal and protective of her family, and she has a sensitive, and loving nature. Despite having a confident exterior, underneath it all, Ava can be quite insecure and this his tends to make her an Imageoverachiever at times, creating flaws and complexities in her character as she tries to live up to peoples expectations and in the shadow of family but also out of fear of being alone.


History
Ava was born in South Carolina to an unknown mother and recent college graduate Jasper Sawyer, not having the heart to put his beautiful baby girl up for adoption, he gladly took her in. In the beginning it was difficult, being a young, recently graduated law student he couldn't exactly live the life he wanted, his friends thought he was crazy yet supported him. Jasper got a job at a reputable law firm and began making money with which he bought a beautiful home for him and his daughter and showered her with gifts, when Ava was three her father re-married a woman named Diane and Ava grew up believing that she was her real mother, it wasn't until she was 14 and looking through the family album and asked the question "Why is there lots of picture of me and dad but none of me and mom?" that her parents sat her down and told her that Diane wasn't her real mother.

The news shocked Ava and she didn't exactly take the news to well but once Diane assured her that she had always considered her to be her real daughter she accepted it, figuring its take more to be a mother than just blood and Diane had everything else. Ava did ask about her mother but her father told her nothing, she stayed like this until her 16th birthday when the her boyfriend broke her heart, she thought her life was over until a mysterious yet beautiful woman approached her in a park and told her not to give up on love, when she pulled her into a hug Ava had a mental connection with the woman, seeing images and memories, then she muttered the name "Aphrodite" that's when she discovered that she was a demi-god and soon after attended Olympus Academy.


First Memory: Ava's first memory is visiting Myrtle Beach in South Carolina with her father on a family holiday, she can remember her father buying her a large beach ball which unfortunately was swept away with the tide that same day, she can remember crying her eyes out over this ball and the only way JasperImage could calm his daughter down was to buy her an ice cream.

Relationship with Mortal Parent : She has a very good relationship with her father, Jasper. Ava was doted upon by him and he really played an influential role in her life due to the absence of her mother. Ava has had a step-mother since she was 4 and they also have a good relationship, Ava considers Diane her true mother as from the moment they met she happily took on this role.

So begins...

Ava Sawyer's Story

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The day had only just begun and it was already glorious, the sun was high in the blue sky and not a single cloud to be seen, messing with the silver locket around her neck Ava had decided to take a walk that morning in hope that the fresh air would awaken her senses a little more after a fitful night’s sleep, she was definitely not in the mood for a long day of studies, especially when it was such a beautiful day. Regardless, she had been sent to the Academy for Demi-Gods to study and perfect her powers, not that she had any ‘real ones’ as some people had kindly pointed out upon her arrival at the school, no, save for an ability to match make and honestly what could she do with that? Start a relationship columnist for a teen magazine? They would still laugh at her, there were times when she felt completely useless as a Demi-God; she had beauty, passion and romance on her side sure but what else? Nothing of any real importance, that’s for sure. At least the gardens were peaceful, there were never many students out here before class, the majority of them didn’t get up until the very last minute, so it wasn’t surprising that she found them abandoned.

Finding a bench by the grass Ava sat down dumping her bag next to her, she ran a hand through her long, lightly curled hair and soothed out any creases in her dress, she knew some people didn’t understand why she spent so much time trying to make herself look perfect but she couldn’t help it, she blames her mother, her birth one that is for this vain streak that ran through her. Ava Sawyer the daughter of Aphrodite, the goddess of Beauty, Love and Procreation, saying it to herself sounded mad, it had been years since she had found out but it still sounded alien to her, but it was something she had come to live with and no matter how much she wanted too, nothing was going to change her heritage.

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Nina Collins


Nina had been up early and she had been out in the forest again but not very deep. She was out talking to the trees today and she was making sure they were okay and being well taken care of. If they all stated a fight she'd calm them down gently and she smiled as they got along. As for the various plants near by she could hear their thoughts too. People thought that Nina was crazy when ever she spoke about plants, but really it wasn't her fault she could listen to them. Some of the Poseidon children could understand horses so why did it have to be weird for her to understand plants? She could make them grow as well and when she wanted them to grow, not just when it was time for them to grow. She could always making the trees some what healthier as well. Nina sighed contently as she leaned up against the tree and too a deep breath in and she had all the wonderful scents of the different plants, trees, and herbs surrounding her. She closed her eyes slightly as the wind was hitting her lightly in the face with a nice breeze. Sitting there for awhile just going off into dream land was enough for her though.

Her mind was circling with many thoughts and just because of the peace out here she really didn't want to go to class not today, why couldn't they just be on a break or something? Nina knew that if she really wanted to she could leave the school next year but because this acted as part of her home maybe she might just stay afterwards and see if she could be a possible cook or something or maybe it'd be nice for them to have someone to teach everyone else about the different plants but that'd leave her as lonely as Ms. Massie seems to be. She has barely anyone because she used to bed a student with the rest of them but was now a teacher. Nina felt sorry for her.

Snapping out of her thoughts she stood up and brushed off the dirt on her dress. Nina went walking for awhile and while she was spaced out and walking she happened to find Ava. The put a smile on her face seeing as it was a friendly face. Nina wasn't nearly as shy around Ava as some of the others. Nina sat down beside her and smiled. "Morning, Ava." She said as she leaned back laying down and she looked up at the sky thinking for a moment. "How are you?" She asked.





Emilee Rivera


Emilee was most likely the very first person up. She was up before the crack of dawn and she had gotten a good nights rest so she was all ready to go. Emilee got dressed in the normal jeans that did have a few rips and then her shirt as well as her hunting jacket. It wasn't her hunting jacket because it was meant to blend in with the bushes, no it was meant to keep her dry against the rain or snow and provided heat but it was a nice dark brown that some what blended in with the forest surrounding her. She then decided to braid her hair down her back and she kept it nice and neat. Lastly she pulled on her boots and had her quiver that was strapped and placed by going over her head and the strap rested on her shoulder and went down under arm. She grabbed her hand carved bow she had made herself once long ago and she held it in her grip.

Silently she sneaked out not to wake anyone and she vanished off to the woods. It was where she could think about everything and anything..Where she was alone or as that sometimes meant or most times meant being around with Malcolm. Emilee also loved adventure and she got it in the woods. As she entered it she began to go more quiet like listening for sounds so she knew what she could possibly hunt. There was always lots of rabbits, deer, birds, and other small creatures and sometimes you found your self face to face with a bear or a wild cat. Nothing to new for Emilee to face. She moved quietly now and kept going. She may have disturbed some birds and they flew up quickly but soon enough she had pulled an arrow out quickly and set it on the notch on her bow holding it in place, her three fingers, two on top one on the bottom holding the end of the arrow in place and she tugged on the string back to her ear, aimed and shot her arrow. She hit her target in the chest right about where the heart would have been. It was a good shot and she smiled, a satisfactory smile. Soon enough her whistling came about as she went through the woods finding her kill and she took the arrow out and smiled. She didn't bother picking the bird up, she never did bother to pick of the birds but the rabbits she often skinned the rabbits and cut up the rabbit meat allowing the cooks to use it if they wished.

Emilee's morning continued on and she was walking around humming tunes softly to herself and finally she had stopped hunting and decided that she didn't feel all that up to it today so she pulled her self up into a tree and she sat there legs stretched out on the branch and her back against the tree it's self. She was actually singing back and forth with the birds like it was a little song and it was rather relaxing in her mind.




Molly Massie

Molly hadn't been up early early but she was up early enough. Molly didn't wear what normal school teachers wore but she didn't really what some of the other students did either. She had a style of her own.Either way she was in shorts, a pink tank-top, and her hair was down and curled today. She didn't spend too much time on her looks because it wasn't that important to her. Molly had ended up going for a small boat ride today and then she brought it in and she went to her classroom and she set things up and got her room ready, sure she wasn't teaching first but she liked to be prepared ahead of time so she wouldn't have to fumble around. Molly sighed. It was hard being a teacher not long after you finished your time up here. It was mainly difficult because all her old friends didn't know what to think of her because two years ago she was their friend and now she was their teacher and then the teachers, well it's a little weird because Mr.Cadwell and Mr.Keating were her old teachers and they had taught her while she was here. The two other female teachers though well one was new this year and she didn't know what to think of her yet, but she is seven years older than Molly. Then the other one is only six years older but she was her favorite teacher in the whole wide world.

Molly finally closed and locked her class room and she walked out to the stables. The academy was nice enough to let her keep her horse here but sadly her horse was close to it's dying years and was so old it hardly did anything but Molly still talked to her horse and she fed him and brushed him, gave him the love he deserved. Molly then went on talking to all the other horses and attending to them.

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Seeing William early in the morning was not the best scenario that Arissa was expecting. It wasn't that she hated William, it's just that for her, she thinks that he could do better. The way that he treats girls and plays with them is disgusting. Unlike Tristan, who looks more endearing and interesting to watch, not to mention he likes school and learning; William or 'Will' as what Ava affectionately calls him, is... different. He's handsome thats for sure like any other demi-gods here in the Academy, but for the brunette, he's too much for her sake.

She rolled her eyes indiscreetly as he saw the said guy trying to flirt with Nina. Making sure that her hair and clothes are not messy, specially her headband. It was one of her new ones, bright red and specifically designed to partner with her new dress. She wasn't sure if she placed it neatly and she had already checked it thrice in the mirror but with the frustrating morning she's having, she may never know. It wasn't that she's vain--well in truth she is, but more than ever, Arissa just like seeing things in order or as organized as they can be.

As she was approaching them, she raised her hand in a wave. "Morning, Ava, Nina, and... William." She said turning to each of them in greeting smiling at both girls and pausing a little when she spoke William's name.

"What are you doing here?" She asked, stopping in front of Ava. Arissa set her things down on remaining space of the bench.

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Nina Collins


Nina's smile was wiped away when Ava said she had a rough night. A small sigh passed through her lips as she started to think about exactly how she was. It was always difficult to describe how she felt and how she was as of the moment. Nina gave it a little more thought before she tossed some words over in hopes it'd just work. "I feel, bleh." She said dully and then right in a matter of seconds Ava leaped off the bench as fast as lightning and in a blink of an eye.

They were only greeted by Ava's half brother, William. William the thought of who it was greeting them didn't settle in right away and she hadn't hid her face in shyness, yet. Ava then started to go off on a rampage and it made Nina give a shy smile and laugh a little bit at the sight. Not long after that all died down William was talking to her and that's when it hit her. Who exactly was talking to her. The one boy she was told to stay away from but couldn't help but like. "Why hello, dear Nina. What's a pretty little thing like you sitting out here on your own for? I mean, without male company, of course." William had spoken to her and Nina seriously felt her face get a bit hotter and her cheeks turned to a light pink. Her tongue felt numb and she knew she might end up tongue tied. "H-Hi," She said pausing giving a small, short, and shy wave as a small smile tugged at her lips. Just when Nina was about to speak again Arissa came up and started to speak saying hi and all that. Nina nodded to the girl giving her a small wave.

Then remembering William there her cheeks changed a darker shade of red going deeper. "Me p-pretty?" She asked and shook her head. "I'm fine, I h-ha-have, Ava." She said and couldn't help her stuttering. Nina wasn't always this tongue tied, but around William it was always worse than normal. It wasn't her fault the boy just played with her heart in ways no one had before. It was silly to even mention but it was true.


Emilee Rivera


Emilee had been up in the tree for awhile and had her eyes closed taking in everything. The scent, the breeze, the feeling on the piece of bark between her fingers, the sounds of the birds, and almost everything. When you took away your sight you could imagine everything and all your other senses increased. It was something Emilee learned as a child. Emilee thought about going back to hunt some game. See if she could beat Malcolm, because no doubt he was trying to beat her because she was much better at hunting then him, well it was easier with a bow because the arrows were smaller and moved more swiftly through the air than a spear did and the animals could see the spear coming. Malcolm was still a good hunter and he was great in battle. Emilee her self would never want to be turned against her best friend. How could she even think about harming him, better yet why would he even have to turn on her? Well who knew but there really should have been no reason for it.

Emilee felt stupid for the silly little bird she killed and she just knew that Malcolm caught more than her. Honestly Emilee hadn't been feeling much of her self lately but she hid it down seeing as she never liked to bother people much. She just didn't know what was to happen next for her and didn't think she had that grand of a future. Yea she is great with a bow and she has confidence in her self but it was just in some cases she wondered if she was doing the right thing and she remembered some of the teachers suggestions. To have faith of some kind in her peers and let them help her. Emilee let people help her and she cared about people. Like Malcolm and Jules for instance. They mattered to her and she could depend on them. If anything she would trust her life with these two people. She shouldn't have let it bother her but frankly it did and it was stuck in her head for a long period of time. This seemed to be the problem, if Emilee was forced to think of something for far too long then it would turn into a mess that was complicated and she wouldn't feel like her self. This had happened a few times and well she always let it pass so maybe this one would too in a matter of time.

Before she knew it not even paying attention she felt something move the branch she was on and her eye lids flung wide open and her mouth hung open. She was in shock. She had always let her guard down too much around Malcolm and always seemed to fall for his tricks. It was like Malcolm had her planned as his ultimate game that he had to catch once a day. "Morning." He had spoken those words to her and now they were echoing in her mind and then soon afterwards she could hear the small laughter of her best friend. Her eye brows lowered and she frowned at him. She threw the piece of bark that was in her fingers at him, quite angry. It hit his chest a little but nothing to hurt him. It didn't even feel like anything most likely, knowing Malcolm. She crossed her arms for a split second and then looked at him. "You're such a jerk, you know that, right." She said not really asking him but stating a fact.

"Good morning Em, what's going on with you today?" He said while his eyes closed. "Nothing much." She muttered under her breath for only her ears but she knew he'd hear anyway. At this point he was already sitting beside her his arm around her in a chummy manner. Next his eyes opened and he had looked at her. "I only found one bird on my up here, usually your way more into it than that. Anything wrong?" Malcolm had asked. Almost every time there was something wrong Malcolm was the first to guess it right. She huffed and her face expression pulled into a pout as she rested her head on his shoulder briefly. This was normal for them when ever there was something bothering Emilee. "What do you think?" She asked mumbling. "That was a good shot though, you have to admit." She said with a small grin placing on her face. She always liked to have some sort of topic to change to when she didn't feel like talking about anything, even if they were this deep in the forest.

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Alexander


Alex is late for class. His own class. He hasn't been late for class since he was eighteen! He'd spent the night off-campus, with a woman from the nearby town who he'd been on a couple of dates with. It had been going well, until the early hours of the morning, anyway; he'd royally screwed it up by visibly cringing when she'd mentioned celebrating their one-week anniversary. He'd spent the rest of the night on her sofa, and then left before she woke up.

There's no time for him to change his date clothes before class, so he'll just have to show up in a shirt and suit jacket - tell the kids he was at an early meeting, or something. It'll make a change from his usual grass-stained jeans and t-shirt, at least. And he'll have to put on armour for the lesson, anyway.

Lukas and Clover are still hanging about the courtyard, engaged in a bit of first-base. It's their anniversary, isn't it? Clover had mentioned it the other day, while she'd been helping him clear everything away after class. Bah! The very last thing he'd wanted to be reminded of right now is an anniversary! "Lukas! Clover! You know Mr. Keating will have you for breakfast if you're not in his classroom five minutes ago!" But he turns to them again, when he's a little ways away, "And Happy Anniversary! Many more!"

Jules, Danielle and Peter are already waiting for him when e arrives in the Battle Strategy area, and he claps his hands together to gain their attention. "Good morning, kids. How are we feeling, today?"


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Tristan


Tristan's running late for Battle Strategy class, and unfortunately the quickest route from his bedroom to the Strategy Area takes him straight past the little group huddled together on the grass. He can hear William putting the moves on Nina. Gods, that's cheesy, he thinks, he sounds like a teen romance novel. Nina isn't exactly his best friend - she's kind of a snore, really - but he kinda hopes that she's smart enough to tell him where to get off...she'd have to be brain-dead not to notice William's less-than-subtle appraisal of Portia's ass, and even more so to ignore his relationship with Portia; everyone knows about them...they're an open secret. Portia is the closest thing which William has has had to a girlfriend since starting at the Academy, and it would serve him right if she got fed up of him. That would put William in his place, for a little while at least.

Ava and Arissa are with them, though, so he can't really walk past without acknowledging them. "Hi." he gives them a quick wave, then thinks of an excuse to hurry off, "I gotta get to class, see you there."

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Emilee Rivera


Emilee still had been frowning at him and then when he commented that he was a jerk and that he was her jerk she just rolled her eyes a bit and chuckled a bit. Then she had her whole thinking moment that went on and she had exchanged a few words with him. Now just like always he'd come in with his opinion and what he thought about things. Malcolm almost always tried to make her feel better and honestly if the rest of her friends failed to do it Malcolm, her best friend never did fail. It was almost like deep down she always knew he'd never fail to make her feel better. That was when he spoke "Good? It was brilliant! Perfect shot, right above the left breast from what......58 paces? It's how I knew you were up here, no one can shoot like that. No one but you, and do you know why? Because your one in a million, Em." after that he hugged her closer and he was smiling. Which in turn gave Emilee a small smile. "You make me sound like a super hero." She said rolling her eyes and laughing a little bit. "Don't be silly though, I bet you almost any child of Apollo could shoot well." She said. "Even like me." She added before he could say anything else. At that moment his head was gently placed on hers and everything seemed peaceful where they were and she honestly didn't want to go to class this morning. That was when he spoke again "You want to know what I think? I think, I'm out in my favorite place to be, with my favorite person to be with on my favorite type of day........and I can't enjoy it. Because my favorite person has something bugging her, and that's more important to me than any game to hunt or class to be late to." Emilee sat there in the comfort of her best friend or how she saw him, her brother. There was nothing more then that and Malcolm was the same way with her.

Emilee kept sitting there and was thinking about how to even begin with what was bothering her, she never liked to burden people with her thoughts and concerns. She wasn't one to do that because to she believed it was weakness, more so than anything else. Looking down below she saw Malcolm's dog, he was the best animal she had ever met and would never hurt him. She couldn't help but smile as the dog chased birds and many other animals down there. She looked up and she could see the sun shining. The sun was always a comfort to her as well and it's warmth was always a pleasure to have. Oddly enough she always felt like it was her father's way of giving her comfort the way Malcolm was physically.

"Well your favorite person has a lot on her mind right now." Emilee said softly now looking off into the distance. "I know I have great skills and all but what's going to happen after the academy days, am I going to be of much use to anyone." She said more of stating something than asking a question. "The real problem I have is some teachers think that I need to trust my peers, I do that and I believe if you trust too much it can get you in danger, I mean I'd trust you, Jules, and Chloe with my own life. Why don't they see that? And I am able to take care of my self, why don't they also notice that?" Emilee asked now feeling like the weights were lifted a little bit from her shoulders as she waited for a response. Emilee never had the plain old drama problems like most girls..Hers were more mature than that, so she thought.

Nina Collins


Nina smiled as the two half siblings were going back and forth about the whole tickle thing. It was rather entertaining and it took her mind off of William for a few moments, just enough for her cheeks to return back to their natural color. Nina would get up and leave but she'd feel rude if she did that so she stayed put. Nina had her hair curled this morning and so she was playing with one of them while she stared up at the sky watching it. Nina loved watching the sky and she liked how the clouds sometimes took shape of things that she knew and Nina also loved how sometimes the clouds would just shift.

After Will had paid very little attention to Arissa and being nice to her. Nina was still tuned out at this moment and felt like she had been dreaming because no one else seemed to be able to get a voice through to her right now, but no one was actually talking to her either. She felt at ease in her own world.

That was when Will started to speak to her again. "Of course your pretty. No, you're more than that sweetie, you're beautiful. Gorgeous. There should be statues of you around this academy for us to pray to." Her first response to this was to smile shyly as the redness in her cheeks returned but this time it was a deeper red and Nina desperately tried to cover up her face. In the sweet smelling grass but it was near impossible. That was when Nina actually thanked Portia silently in her own mind. It gave Will something to be distracted about and it helped Nina relax and have her cheeks slowly go to a pink color instead of a deep red.

That was when his attention was back on her and she knew it. He asked where were they. Nina gave a soft and short laugh before saying "Something about there being a statue of me." Nina shook her head lightly. That was when she realized for once she hadn't stumbled with her words. "I'm n-not that pretty, Will." She said rolling her eyes slightly. "If anyone should have a statue it should be you." She said more teasingly. She was thankful her stuttering moments had gone for now.

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Arissa Adia

"Hello Ava, morning's just peachy. I think it could have been better." Arissa stated sarcasm oozing from her very words and stared at nothing in particular. She wasn't angry with Aphrodite's daughter, it just looked like her frustration wouldn't end this morning. Not only that, she just saw Chloe Huntington run like a maniac dripping wet to the classrooms. Good thing she ignored them or else this place will be declared a war zone.

"How about you?" She added after calming herself. Taking out a pen and notebook, she looked at her list to check if she left something out. It was her habit to double check all her assignments or activities for the day, to make sure all was accomplished. Good thing everything was.

Portia then entered the scene and Arissa almost commented on her appearance before deciding to shut up for the moment. She raised an eyebrow distastefully observing the way blond flirted with William and silently thanked the heavens when she left soon after.

She can't help but smile when she saw Tristan greeting them and going away immediately seemingly hurrying to class.

Awhile later she noticed William flirting with Nina and she had the urge to warn the girl. Nina was shy, a better person and possibly the last thing that William deserved. 'Of course Nina, after all that's what he's here for. Just a statue, nothing more.' Was what she wanted to say upon hearing what Ava's half-brother uttered but stopped herself just in time. It wasn't good to make enemies early this morning and she figured if she was able to control her self twice before, surely she can do the third time.

"Aren't we going to class soon?" She asked Ava who's smile fell off the moment that she saw Portia.

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Lennon


Lennon has been awake for hours, but instead of getting up and out of bed, he'd just lain in bed, staring up at the ceiling. He can't quite gather the energy to face the others. His room is in the same hall as Sinclair's, and he hears Clover banging on the other boy's door - she does it every morning. It's routine. He always uses Sinclair's wake-up call as his cue to leave the comfort of his bed and start getting ready.

He has Power Strategy class first. It's assessment day, but he's not exactly sure what Mr. Keating has in mind. A display of necromancy? The thought makes him grin to himself; the others would freak out if a half-rotted corpse suddenly walked into the classroom.

He doesn't want to be the first one to class, so he takes the scenic route to Mr. Keating's room. The walk takes him by Everlie and a soaking-wet Chloe. "Mornin'." he pulls at the hem of his T-shirt awkwardly; he hadn't expected to see anyone on the way, and doesn't feel entirely prepared for other people. "You know that the two of you are...wet, yeah?" he asks. Obviously they know they're wet. He'd only mentioned it for a lack of anything else to say.

"We have class..." Lennon gestures vaguely in the direction of Keating's room."But, y'know, obviously you two have to get...dry?"

He passes by another group - Ava, Will and the others whom he less-than-affectionately refers to (in his head) as 'The Heathers', after the movie - but doesn't go anything more than glance their way. They're probably discussing hair-care products, or the centrefold of this month's Seventeen magazine.

Clover and Lukas are already waiting outside his room, but he stands a little ways away, with his back against the wall, gazing down at his beaten shoes instead of speaking to them. He wonders whether to offer her his lighter when she asks for fire for a cigarette, but decides against it; the Tricon boy wouldn't be happy about it.

They've only just stepped into the classroom, when Rhea rushing past takes him by surprise, just a little. When she stops dead, he follows her gaze down to the broken locket. Ouch.

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Ava sighed and shook her head slightly at Arissa, that girl could seriously change her mood in seconds yet as a friend it was just something she had to get use too, her smile appeared again as Tristan arrived and she greeted her other brother with a warm hug before he hurried off to his class "Aren't we going to class soon?" a look of horror dawned on Ava's face "shit!" she cursed loudly quickly picking up her bag "Guys I have to go, I have Mr Keating first and I'm really trying to get him not to hate me!" She knew it sounded pathetic and not to mention useless as the grudge Mr Keating held towards her because she was a child of Aphrodite was ridiculous yet she hated people not liking her it made her nervous whenever she was around them.

Saying by to her friends Ava hurried across the garden and into the school building nearly colliding with students in the now crowded halls and towards Mr Keating's room for Power Control, walking into the room she saw Clover and gave her a small wave "Morning" she smiled to the group taking a seat, she took out her things before turning to Clover and Lukas "Happy Anniversary guys" she smiled at the happy couple "I really like your bracelet Clo, gift?" she stated.

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Rhea Xior


Rhea stopped for a second, then sighed acting as if everything was normal, when Sinclair became distracted with Clover, she was just showing her 'normal' frustration at the situation, so she wouldn't alert any unwanted attention. She levitated the discarded pieces of the locket, a portion of it was missing and had probably rolled under Keating's desk, she moved the metal portions into her small satchel hoping that she might find someone to fix it. She left the small photo there, there was no way she would be stepping back into her past again. She had left that picture in that locket for a reason, to keep it away from the rest of her possessions, and then one night she had thought she lost it, apparently it must have been in some small loophole in her bookbag. She hesistated for a moment, and then remembered almost knocking over someone as she rushed to class. "Lennon!...I-I'm sorry...just me almost being late..." she nodded at him, before walking past the door, with her telekinesis she lifted the small photo, and held it in her hand. A picture of a blonde haired, hazel eyed boy, his two front teeth missing, he was obviously a toddler, yet the picture seemed prehistoric, it was yellowing and in the corner a burnt charred mark was on it. Rhea suddenly had a flashback, one of those dealers and his pistol, which laid close to the family picture in the living room, the barrel of his gun was so arid that it burned some of the photograph. It was a family photo too, which she ripped a piece from after the incident. She flipped it over, the back just as prehistoric as the front, This would definitely effect her, but not in a positive way.

Her face became serious as she palmed the photo, her hand creasing as the photo folded. She realizes that she is blocking the door, and takes her usual seat next to window, although she does so quietly and without a snarky remark for Keating. She definitely hadn't thought of one yet, her eyes gazed into the window. "Now I know I'm not passing that assessment" She thought to herself.

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Sinclair


There's a weird smell lingering in the air...burning? He opens his mouth to ask if anyone else can smell it, but suddenly realises that it's him. "Fucking hell!" he jumps out of his chair, knocking it over in the progress. His jaw and fists clench when Lukas makes him lame excuse about a fly, but doesn't say anything; he's not convinced that there had been any fly, but he doesn't have any evidence to the contrary.

He runs a hand though his long-ish hair, and most of it still seems to be intact. "Don't worry about it...I could do with a trim" he tries to make a joke out of it, but his voice is tight and irritated.

He and Lukas had been friends, once. The three of them - Clover, Lukas and he - used to hang out together quite happily; up until Sinclair had started noticing the looks that passed between the other two, the goofy, lovelorn smile permenantly fixed to Lukas's face, the way he'd touch her arm or brush against her at every oppurtunity. He'd brushed it off as an over-active imagination, or paranoia, but when Lukas had told him - all anxious and overly-excited - that he planned on asking Clover out, he hadn't been able to pretend any longer. He'd tried to talk Lukas out of the idea ("But...I always thought you and Nina made a cute couple! You two should get back together!", "How about Ava? She's hot! I think Ava likes you, man!", "Y'know, Clover snores. Loudly. Really."), but to no avail. The last year had been the worst of his life.

Sinclair had always thought that he and Clover would end up together; that he had all the time in the world to gather up enough courage to tell Clover how he feels...that everything else fades to grey in comparison to her, that his heart beat is erratic and breathing seems difficult when he thinks about her, that he feels sick with a mixture of nerves, excitement, and hope whenever she touches him. The truth is, he'd marry Clover today, if she asked him. But, whatever...

He hadn't even noticed Ava's arrival, and his head snaps up when she speaks. He rolls his eyes - he seems to be doing that a lot, this morning - when the blonde mentions the anniversary, "Yeah, we're all just waiting for our wedding invites with baited breath, aren't we Ava?" he drawls, "What colour were you thinking for my bridesmaid's dress, Clo?"

He leans back in his chair, putting his feet up on the back of Clover's chair lazily, resting his head in his palm and looking past the others to stare blankly forward; he's sure that he'll be in a foul mood for the rest of the day.

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BOONE RAZIEL KEATING

Kitty's oh-so-true proclamation of "You've never been student -friendly, Boone." served as an cue of her dismissal and the young pupil's arrival. Boone gave an amused yet somehow disappointed grumble of agreement, wishing she could stay and chat but knowing that work called for other such things. His students poured into the room, all taking their usual seats, and he ran a hand through his hair before wiping his left eye . My, they were rambunctious this morning. He just sat silently at his desk, waiting for everyone to arrive, watching each one of them trickle in with his tired stare. Clover, Lukas, Lennon, Rhea, Sinclair, Ava... that was it? Where the bloody hell were his students? Well, Chloe and Everlie should be off saying farewell to their fish friends, that he knew, but other than those two... He sighed, deciding that while he could be peeved at the students for coming late and wasting class time, he could also just not give a damn and cherish the down time. Less work and all the same pay, really. Just for good measure, he rolled over and scribbled, "No... seriously" underneath the original scrawling of "ASSESSMENT TODAY" but made no other move as an educator.

They were rather content yakking away. Apparently it was Clover and Lukas' anniversary and being that he had both of them in his class, lucky him, it was the hottest topic of the morning. Oh, teen love! He was sure this one was going to last a lifetime! He sighed again. Rhea came spilling in and dropped her locket onto the floor. The thing was busted - clearly - and a piece had slid under his desk. At first, he remained in his perpetual state of boredom but when he glanced up to see if she planned on picking the thing up, he faltered, a bothered frown tugging on his lips as he winced. Uh oh. Apparently the jewelry meant something to the girl. He was half afraid she'd broken down and would start to malfunction - pulling out a katana or something and going on a mass murder rampage. Instead, she just kind of deflated into her seat. He felt bad for the thing, especially so after Sinclair (weren't they supposed to be good friends or something? He'd always assumed so.) just kind of brushed her off. He picked up the piece and tried to make eye contact with her as he wiggled it in his fingers but, ah, she'd become too distracted with looking outside the window. Bad day for the girl. He pocketed it, vowing to simply return it after class.

Next thing he knew, Lukas and Sinclair were spatting off, flexing and unflexing their possessive ultra-macho masculine powers in front of Clover. He rolled his eyes at the dominance charade (he half expected the two of them to leap atop the desk, pull down their drawers, and reveal baboon buttocks to settle the dispute like true wild animals) and wondered if they'd even begun to think about whether it'd make the very lucky girl feel uncomfortable being bartered over like she was some object to be won. Again, he didn't have much of a desire to voice these opinions and would have gladly just tucked his opinions into his pocket, but he was pretty sure it was his job as teacher to keep his kids from spitting literal fire at one another. For the first time since everyone'd streamed in, he spoke.

"Ehem, Mr. Tricon," he began, fluttering his downcast eyes up to level with the kid, "while I'm very glad your big anniversary day has been apparently very hot so far, I would be much obliged if you were to... erm, simmer down a tad." he said. He finished it with passive shrug, as if his interjection was merely an idea to consider before he'd thought of another valid point to add to his argument. "Damaging Mr. Burton-Lake's luxurious locks on a day he'd actually dragged himself to class seems like a crime, after all." he drawled. To add to the point, he gave a feigned smile, a couple short claps, and a simple "Bravo, Sinclair." After he'd spoken, there was a bit of an awkward silence in the class and he chuckled. "Class, carry on, by all means. We're waiting on a couple of your peers to begin today. There's a group-evaluation to be done which means we can't do it without the whole class present. I'm sure you'll all pass with flying colors considering how well you all get along, though."

He grinned again. "Coffee, anyone? No? Okay." and then he continued to scribble nonsense onto paperwork he had to get done by the end of the day.





N O V A

MEANWHILE: The young boy had been sitting in the empty class room for entirely too long, reading in the relative dark. Suddenly, he perked his head up as if he were having a psychic vision. "Aw crud, Ms. Molly's history class isn't for a couple hours!"

Face palm ensued.

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Clover


Clover falls silent, along with the rest of the class, when Rhea's necklace smashes. She's not really sure what to say or do, so she's grateful when Lukas speaks up, offerring to try his hand at fixing it. There's a familiar warmth in her; when he does things like that - selfless things, thoughtful things - she's reminded of why she loves him quite so much.

Clover pats Sinclair's arm in greeting when he's wraps it around her neck, but she's shocked to see him awake and in class so early. "I don't think I've ever said this before, but good morning, Clair." She twists the bracelet round on her wrist when Sinlair mentions it, glancing across at it's maker affectionately.

She snorts, loudly, when Sinclair advises her not to expect any tokens of fondness to come from their fictional marriage, "I've come to learn not to expect a single thing from you over the years, Clair." She knows that he won't take it the wrong way. Their friendship is built on sterner stuff than that, and they can exchange jokey insults and banter.

Her head whips around when Sinclair swears and chair clatters to the ground. "Lukas!" she chastises him, but her tone is laced with amusement; she's never seen Sinclair move so fast before. Keating intervenes, drawing everyone's attention over to them, and she gives the teacher a weak, half-smile. "That was almost a 'happy anniversary, Sir. Almost."

When Keating's finished with his first telling-off of the day, she turns back to Sinclair and gives him an apologetic look - swallowing back a grin - on her boyfriend's behalf, "Should have just stayed in bed, eh? It's safer."

Ava's arrival into the conversation is welcome. Clover holds out her arm for Ava to cast an appraising eye over her new bracelet. "Lukas made it." he voice is a mixture of pride and endearment, "Isn't it perfect?". She grabs Lukas' hand and holds it out to Ava, "He has magic hands, y'know."

She bats Sinclair away when he makes a sarky remark about wedding invites and bridesmaids dresses, "I'll force you into a fuschia bridemaids dress for the rest of your life if you don't shut up" she warns, turning her back to him. When he puts his feet up on the back of her chair, she just ignores him; she can't be bothered with the affronted look he'll give her if she pushes his feet away.

Lukas has been quiet. His eyes fixed forwards. It's unlike him, and it's making her uneasy. She takes his hand under the desk, out of sight of the others, and pulls it in to rest on her lap. She plays with it for a moment, tracing the lines and callouses with her fingertips, before she's struck by inspiration. She uses her index finger to draw a circle on his palm, an 'O'. Then a 'K', followed by a question mark. Then a heart, just for good measure.

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Rhea Xior


She looked up when Keating shook the piece of her locket, but she hadn't cared, it wasn't the locket, that could easily been repaired. It seemed he was ready for Rhea to break any moment but it would take much more than what happened today. She looked once more at the photo that was nearly crumpled in her hand. Her eyes showed a certain sadness, she became a little teary eyed, but was able to shake off the emotions.

Lennon didn't hesitate to sit next to her, and its not like she hadn't wanted it, or simply wanted him to leave, she was happy that he was there to talk to her about it, or at least do as much talking as he could."You want some company, over here?" She began use her finger to make invisible little circles in her desk. "I don't mind...." she mumbled. She looked over at Sinclair, who seemed to be much more awake than before. "The fuck's that about?

"Sinclair just tends to get a little rush when he sees Clover, don't worry about it..." She began to wonder if she should tell Lennon about the picture, she was boring holes right through her principles, no one was allowed any farther past knowing where she came from, her past had been locked up in an eternal sleep, what was changing now? Being at the academy for 4 years? Still she had barely gotten to know enough people to at least remember their first or last names. She began to mark the desk with her finger, which was now heated at the tip, the circles became burnt linings in the wood. Her body was struggling with anxiety, she burnt her index finger for a second but merely looked at it, and stopped the hobby. She took the photo from the desk and handed it to Lennon. "That's my little brother...." she smiled, something she rarely did, though it would put anyone under the impression that she was actually depressed. Lennon had yet to find out about Rhea and her past, she had only told a handful of people. She told bits of it to Sinclair, but nothing that was substantial.

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Chloe Huntington

"I needed to wake up, and dive-bombing into the lake seemed like a good enough idea." Chloe smirked back to her friend, her hair already naturally drying in the sunlight. In a few minutes, she would be completely dry and wouldn't even need to change. "You know me, Evie," the brunette laughed, as they walked in unison towards the other girl's room, "I'm a daughter of Poseidon. We kinda' need the water to function properly." Her answer was pretty serious; she felt as if she did need the water to function properly, it was her life, and the only thing that really ever made her truly happy. Without the water... Chloe didn't know what she would be, but "happy" wasn't it.

"An extra towel could be helpful, I suppose." She smiled, sitting herself down on Everlie's floor as the blonde went to get changed in the bathroom. She looked around, taking in the quaint room, looking along the bookshelf that was sitting in the corner of the room. Her eyes glazed over all of the books - there were books that she had never even heard of before, by writers that she couldn't pronounce the name of up there, along with the minimal amount that she did know. "We best get a move on, Ev. Keating can't wait forever. He may just explode."






William Hawk

Will was quite shocked at Nina's reply. She wasn't one for skipping lessons, that was for sure, and he had to hold back a gawp in awe as she agreed to his proposition of missing out on ol' Cadwell's lesson and spending some quality time together. "You're seriously going to skip class, just to spend some time with little old me? Why Miss Collins, I'm shocked. I didn't think I meant that much to you, that you'd risk getting in trouble." He smiled at her, a hint of playfulness glinting in his eyes. He leaned over and took her hand in his momentarily, brushing his fingers over her soft, porcelain colored palms. "This is going to go well." He said, tracing one of the lines that ran down her palm, from the bottom of her middle finger, down to the bottom of her hand. Not many actually knew that he could read palms, and that was what he was doing now, staring intently at Nina's hand.

"Love is also in your future too, my dear. With... someone close to you. Possibly a friend. A friend turned lover. You'll be a perfect couple. Have three children, two girls and a boy. You'll be married too, until death." He looked up, at her and put her hand back down, gently onto her lap. "Well, that's what your palm say anyway. Who knows if it's true or not. I believe it's true though." He smiled.

However, his smile feel quickly as Miss Summers rounded the corner killing the romantic mood that he had tried to hard to create. "Oh Miss Summers..." For once, William Hawk was speechless., his brain being focused on the romance that he was trying to force, instead of coming up with quick excuses as to why they weren't in class. However, he was saved by Zeke, the son of Ares, and wasn't shown up in front of the woman that he was trying to woo.

Soon, he was following the blonde male, nodding discretely as he told them to keep their mouths shut and just follow. He walked quietly behind him, slowly reaching out to the left however, and he took the hand of Nina.






Lukas Tricon

Lukas turned to Clover and smiled innocently. "I didn't do anything, my dear. Like I said, all I did was knock a fly away. Didn't want a little old fly annoying your best friend Sinclair now, did I? Couldn't have that." He placed a soft kiss on Clover's cheek, making sure that Sinclair could obviously see it, before his attention was taken by the teacher in front of him. He didn't like Mr Keating very much, the man was a scary human being, and it didn't help with him being the child of the god of war, Ares. He shifted in his seat uncomfortably as the teacher scolded him for trying to set Sinclair on fire, and he nodded his hair apologetically. "I was only trying to get a fly, sir." He smiled, before Clover saved him, taking the attention of Mr Keating away from him. He let out a soft sigh as he sat there, holding his girlfriend's hand. The incident with Sinclair had bothered him more than it should have done, and he didn't like it. "I wish we could have stayed in bed today," he said quietly, stroking her hand with his thumb, "as it would have been a better way to spend the day."

Boys and girls weren't allowed to sleep in each others dorms, but that didn't stop most of the kids from jumping from bedroom to bedroom. Portia was obviously one for doing it, Will was another, and Lukas and Clover were just the same. They liked to spend the night together, even if it was just to curl up and sleep. Lukas never slept better than when his arms were wrapped around Clover. And contrary to belief, she didn't snore.

Luke nodded a brief hello to Ava as she arrived, but he was literally pulled into the conversation by his girlfriend, as she displayed his palms to the blonde. He made an effort to get more involved, and turned in his seat to face her. "What can I say? I'm a magician." he laughed playfully, before then turning back into his seat. He was a little more pleased by Sinclair's next comment about being a bridesmaid. That was much better - Sinclair standing behind them in the wedding procession, wearing the ugliest fuchsia coloured dress that Clover could find. "Oh Sin, I think you'd look lovely in a pink bridesmaid's dress. It'd set off the singes in your hair." He didn't turn around to speak to the male, only kept his eyes forward, a playful smile tugging at the corner of his lips. Yes, it annoyed him to the core that Sinclair wanted his Clover. But he couldn't stop himself from playing on it from time to time, annoying the other in return by kissing Clover in front of him, and making jibes like his previous one. He was a jealous soul, but was proud of it. Anyone who had Clove on their arm had to watch out for intruders trying to steal her, and he was just being overcautious.

Lukas looked over to Clover as she wrote on his hand, asking if he was okay, and then adding a heart. He smiled softly in her direction and lent forward, pressing a soft kiss on her forehead. "I'm fine. Just being myself, you know? Over protectiveness coming though. Don't want anyone coming between us, babe." He smiled, turning back ever so slightly to catch the eye of Sinclair.

If he was going to hit on Clover when her boyfriend was sitting next to her, and make little snipes at their relationship - this meant war.

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Rhea Xior


As he hands the picture back, Rhea lays it back on her desk and puts laments on the situation between Sinclair and Lukas dor a second, in all honestly the whole was pure teenage drama, though who knows who would ened up with who, and Sinclair seemed more determined than Rhea had ever seen him. "Hey, Rhea? She turns her attention back to Lennon who seemed quite out of place all of sudden. "Something wrong?.." she asked him. "I know this is lame, and feel free to tell me to fuck off, but if we've both got to go to this stupid dance thing anyway, would you mind going...with me?" She pulled back a little in surprise, she to had forgotten about the little dance party the school had planned for the students, she grimaced for a moment, then smiled. "My pleasure..." she said mimicking Lennon's volume of voice. Suddenly thoughts started to whizz by in her head. "DO YOU EVEN KNOW HOW TO FUCKING DANCE?!!!" She began to tap a bit at her desk and sigh. "DON'T TAKE THIS AS A SIGN OF AFFECTION, AFTER ALL ISN'T LIKE THE WHOLE FUCKING SCHOOL AFTER HIM?" She clenched her jeans trying to supress her thoughts, but her face was calm. "OH GOD I CAN SEE YOUR ASS SLIPPING IN THOSE PATHETIC HEELS YOU BOUGHT 3 YEARS AGO..."

"What do you think I should wear, and where do you wanna meet?..." she asked her voice smooth and low. " WHAT ARE YOU DAFT? ARE YOU AN IDIOT? A DUMBASS? A MORON? WHY'D YOU EVEN ACCEPT THE PROPOSAL????" She blushed a bit, her tan skin hiding most of it, she slumped her head in her hands. "I'm surprised you asked me Lennon...actually maybe I'm glad..." she smiled. Her mind tried to flip the situation, whenever she acted out of her norm this is what she thought, her bod was still, but her mind was rampant and judging. It delivered some harsh judgement, but it allowed her to think carefully before acting, this time she had all but lost it.

She stuffed the picture of her brother inside her backpack, and crossed her fingers. "Man when are we gonna start this lesson?..." She looked out the door when Everlie walked in, and noticed Sinclair asking Ava out right in front of Lukas and Claire.

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Clover


Clover bumps her knee against Lukas', letting her bare leg - it had been too warm for jeans for the past few days, so she'd ripped an old pair into shorts - linger against his for a moment longer than neccessary when he says that he'd have prefered to spend the day in bed. "Remember what I said? After class, I'm all yours." She's inclined to agree with him, though; the morning had been chaotic, even by demi-god standards, and it would have been much more pleasant to waste the day curled around him.

The school rules forbid male-female cohabitation, but it's one of those rules which Portia always says are 'made to be broken', and Clover can't find it in herself to feel bad about doing it. She looks up at Keating, to make sure that he hadn't over-heard their wistful conversatsation; she's sure that he wouldn't get them into trouble - that's just not Keating's style - but he'd tease them mercilessly if he heard them speaking about anything even remotely romantic.

She frowns when he says that he's protecting her, and the frown deepens when he frets that something will 'come between' them. She's not sure where that particular outburst had come from. What's he talking about? Sinclair's joke? Clair's just...still adjusting to being a third wheel when it had always been Clover-and-Sinclair. It's not as though she'd ever dated Sinclair, the subject had never even been touched. Anyway, Lukas had stayed close friends with Nina after they dated, and she'd never questioned Nina's intent (OK, so them being best friends is not her favourite thing in the world, but she trusts him). Now's not the time to say anything though; not today of all days. So, instead, she just keeps toying with his hand.

When Sinclair - totally out of the blue - asks Ava to the dance, her head snaps up. She's sure that none of that none of them had expected that. She gives Lukas a 'what the fuck?' look. She throws a curious glance at Sinclair over her shoulder. He hadn't mentioned anything to her about asking Ava to the dance.

"Must be so nice to have someone ask you, Ava." she says, prodding Lukas in the ribs, jokingly. He hadn't asked her, yet, although she'd assumed that it was implied. When he'd asked her to go with him last year, she'd thought that they were just going as friends, until he'd kissed her. That had been a shock; albeit a nice one. "It's kind of weird to spend our anniversary on seperate dates, huh Lukas?" she teases.

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Chloe Huntington

"I kinda' like him. Wouldn't want to be cleaning him off of the windows with a squeedgie." Chloe laughed, pushing herself up with her hands and feet, so that she was in a standing position. She picked up her bag off of the floor and followed Everlie out of her room, closing the door behind her with a quiet click. He flip flops smacked against the floor as they walked, creating an annoying sound as they walked. She hated the sound of flip flops against linoleum, but they were the easiest shoes to slip onto wet feet - converse didn't work, flats got stuck, boots were extremely uncomfortable, so flip flops it was. She had practice with these sort of things. "When I dashed into his class quickly to say that we were going to be late, it said something about an assessment on the board. We're obviously gonna' be using our powers on something. Hopefully each other!" She laughed, as they trundled along the corridor.

Soon, they were coming to the open door of Boone's classroom, and they walked in. It looked as if the class was waiting for them. "Oh Mr Keating, you didn't have to wait for us! We were on our way slowly, you could have started." She smiled childishly, walking over to him and nudging him in the arm softly. "Changed, have you? Hope I didn't ruin your moment with the blonde English teacher." She poked her tongue out at the teacher she saw as an older brother and then walked over to her usual seat, alongside Everlie, near Lukas and Clover. Ava, however, was sitting near the couple too, dampening the happy mood of the teenager instantly. She plopped down into her seat with a huff, making her disdain to the blonde highly obvious. "So, what are we doing today then? Do I finally get to drown someone? Oh, I'd really like that." There was a menacing tone in her voice as she spoke, and her head tilted to the side a little, so she could see Ava's reaction. Oh the joyful thoughts of drowning that blonde, over-confident, bitchy child of Aphrodite.





William Hawk

Okay, Will couldn't stop the laugh this time. "Virgin Mary's tits?" He chortled, nearly having to wipe his eyes from the tears that were growing in them from hilarity. Zeke was one of those people that came out with the most random things at the most random times, and this was one of them. And most of those things were fucking hilarious. "Oh Zeke. You do make me laugh." He smiled, calming down after a few moment of raving laughter. Comments like that were funnier to him than programmes where people hurt themselves jumping off of things being stupid. Little comments - the laughter pockets of life. He stopped as the dog tackled his friend and turned to look at Nina, a sad look replacing the happiness that had just drowned his eyes. "Nina, I have something to talk to you about." He sighed, and let go of her hand slowly, but only after giving it one last squeeze.

"Nina, I want to ask you to the dance," he began, looking at her with soft eyes, "but I'm not going to." He waiting for the reaction on her face, but didn't take too much notice. He didn't want to let anyone know that it hurt him not to ask her, to see her going with someone else and not with him, but it was for her own good. "I'm not... associated the best way - I don't have the best reputation, is what I'm trying to get through here. Coming to the dance with me... it would make people believe that you're my next "conquest" or whatever, and you're not. You're more than that." He kept his voice hushed. Even though Ezekiel had left, he didn't want anyone to over hear him. "I like you, but I don't want you associated with me as my next "lay", okay? So, I'm going to ask someone else. I'm sorry." He said, looking down to the ground.

Phase one, completed. Look like the good guy. Of course, Nina meant more to him than his usual comings-and-goings, but he still had his plan of getting the ladies to like him. The first step, was getting them to like you, and see you as someone noble, and doing things for other people - A selfless do-gooder. He just hoped it didn't back fire, and she wasn't left alone or something.

"Save me a dance though? As many as you can?"





Lukas Tricon

"You better be mine later." Lukas winked at her, playfully squeezing her knee as it rested gently against his, a romantic gesture of sorts to cheer him up.
"Thanks Ava." Lukas smiled as she complimented his handiwork on the bracelet. Even if he wasn't in the best of moods, or didn't feel right, a compliment was something that the eldest Tricon brother always adored. He never disregarded one easily, and he savoured each and everyone of them with a smile, taking them in his stride. He didn't like to brag, but he did love getting the compliments, and would fish for them slyly out of anyone that he could find. He felt his face wrinkle up into a contorted mess when Sinclair said that he was beginning to sound as if he had a crush on the long haired male. He turned around fully this time, and looked his "friend" in the face. "Now Sin, we've gone though this. I'm straight remember. I know how much you want me, but it's not gonna' happen, buddy." He smiled sarcastically, and then turned back around to face the front of the classroom. It was strange how they had all been friends at one point, and now they weren't. They had been a threesome, the closer of the two regrettably being Sinclair and Clover, but soon Luke has taken over Sin's space, and now the dynamics had changed; Lukas wasn't going to be the one going to the dance on his own, and watching Sinclair walk in with Clover on his arm - this time, the roles were reversed, and Lukas had her. And he was god-damn proud of it.

He couldn't stop the little "o" shape forming on his lips as Sinclair asked Ava to the dance - he didn't actually expect the male to ask anyone else. Maybe he was naive and stupid like that, but that was just him. He shared Clover's expression as she looked at him with surprise. He joked along with her as she elbowed him in the ribs, and then he turned to her, his face serious once more.

"Clover Alice Thurston. Will you do me the great honour of accompanying me to the formal dance?" He smiled, taking both of her hands into his, stroking them softly with his thumb. His hands were rougher than hers, because of his extensive work with them, but she liked them none the less, and that was good for him.

"Well?"

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Sinclair gives Ava a relieved smile, "Thanks, Ava. You're a life-saver." If Ava had said no, he would have had to go around begging and bribing the other girls. "You know that the dance is the highlight of my year." he drawls, his voice thick with sarcasm.

When Chloe and Everlie sit nearby and Chloe makes a quip about drowning people - staring daggers at Ava as she says it - he kicks the back of her chair. "You bloody well will not!" he scolds, only half-joking, "Ava's going with me to the dance tonight...You can kill each other in the morning, if you must." He's not entirely certain that Chloe wouldn't drown Ava, given an opportunity.

Zeke's dramatic enterance makes him start; doesn't that boy ever just walk anywhere quietly? "God's Zeke! Shut the door a bit louder, please? I don't think that they quite heard that, up on Olympus." When Zeke buries his face in his arms and starts to shake, Sinclair feels bad, for a moment. Is Zeke crying?...No, he's laughing! He balls up a piece of paper and throws it acros at Zeke to get his attention, "Wondeful performance." he hisses, so that Keating won't hear, "Bravo!"

He inwardly applauds Keating when he mocks the happy couple. The guy had his moments, you had to give him that, at least. "Well, looks like Keating wants to take you to the dance, Lukas. What was that you said about being straight?" He'd say something else, but he's distracted when the teacher produces a cage, "You think he's going to put one of us in that?" he asks nobody in particular.

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Zeke unsheilded his face from his hands when Sinclair threw the paper ball at him, an obvious smile was plastered on his face, he couldn't hide his amusement any longer. He turned to Chole, who at the moment had a slight annoyance with Ava. 'No need to get feisty.." he added. "I think Boone will have pleanty of feist to give us during the assessment..." He leaned back in his chair for a moment, as the class had started to entice itself with conversation, at this rate Boone would never start the assessment. " Why am I excited for this damn test?" he asked himself, he never applied himself much in the academic field. He had heard Everlie's voice while trying to relax on his chair. "Aren't you supposed to be in Cadwell's class?"

"Yeah, but I figured I could spend one day with my good old buddy Keat..." he responded back. "By the way you look quite lovely today..." he smiled back at her. The morning had already progressed well, and nothing so far had made him angry. "so far so good.." He looked back over at the group who seemed intent on discussing the whole 'dance' phenomenon, he realized he had no date, but the truth was that he was too shy to just ask anybody, of course the ideal person would be Ava, but considering how much she disliked him, he doubted that she would so much as glance his way as soon as he said it. " I can just forget about asking her, I'd be way too much of a chicken to do it...." He closed his eyes for a second. "Maybe Jules?...Nah...she attracts guys like flies on shit, she probably already has a date..."He ruffled a firm hand into his curly locks. "Then who?.." He began to look around the room, almost feeling a bit self-conscious, half the girls already had dates by the looks of things. He sighed for a moment. "Let me just think about this after class, I've got better things to do..."

"So....this assessment....what exactly are we doing?" Zeke started to share the same opinion. 'Yeah what are you planning Keat?..."