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Ethan Barrett

"I want to be a Guardian... but I didn't know it'd be so much work." (Boy #1)

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a character in “Greenwoods Prep”, as played by Donnabee

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Full Name: Ethan Darek Barrett
Nickname(s): Wise Guy / Goody Two Shoes / Ed

Age: 19 (nineteen)
Year: Third

Role: Boy #1





Appearance:
If one were to pass Ethan in the halls without already knowing who he was, they wouldn't even look twice at him, if at all. He's not overly good-
looking, and he's clearly not horribly hideous, his looks are kind of stuck in the middle, unsure whether their just average or a bit above. His peers seem to think he's attractive enough, but when his head is shoved in books all the time and too busy to look at a mirror, who is he to agree with them?

Normally, Ethan does do his upkeep despite frowning upon those who busy themselves with their looks. He has to make sure that he doesn't appear to be a slob, lazy, ill-mannered, improper... if anything he looks more like a snob than someone a person would like to date. Being the son of a man on the Council, well, anything less than perfect isn't exactly seen as an option. His hair is always styled right(though when it's not, it's loose and curly and gets in the way of his eyes) his clothes rarely have any wrinkles(it takes a long time to iron all of them), and he's perfected the fake smile that he pulls whenever he's dragged into a lousy conversation(he's had tons of time to practice).

As for his mark's location, the thing covers his entire back and doesn't appear to wash off with soap(thank god). It is shaped as a dragon, and it looks as if it's in a mid-turn, screeching at whatever it happens to be facing.


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History:
Most of Ethan's life consists of his father pushing him to be the best Guardian there could be. Studying, training, learning, reciting. Studying, training, learning, reciting. Repeat, repeat, repeat. Anything less than 100% was an immediate fail, anything that didn't match up as perfect wasn't even close to good enough. A lot of his memories of childhood are filled with his father constantly telling him that he could be better, his memorization needed work, his stances weren't right and his concentration kept swaying. Before Ethan even received his mark, he had been expected to be as good as actual Guardians.
Whatever the boy could do, his father always wanted it to be better. With that said, one can easily imagine why Ethan is by far the top student in his classes. He may have had the upper hand since he started at Greenwoods Prep, but god knows how much stress he went through to get there.

When he was younger, before Ethan's mind was still too young to register the world around him, he had a brother. Now, as far as the young man knows at the moment, he's an only child. That information provided by his father is most certainly wrong. When he was still a mere toddler, Ethan and his brother were actually quite close. Though his brother, who was named Patrick, was five years older, they were like best friends and got along nicely.
Patrick would look after Ethan if their father was away at Greenwooods and while their mother was off at work. They'd watch the television, they'd play games, they'd go out to the park near their home and sit on the swings until some impatient kid always kicked them off. The two brothers would have grown up together as absolute best friends, but it was a demon attack that set things off.

Patrick was ten, Ethan was three, their father was at Greenwoods and their mother was happily reading the morning newspaper. It was a normal Wednesday, like every one before, except the difference was that when ten o'clock rolled around, the kitchen windows shattered.
The boys' mother knew what was wrong immediately and rushed to get her children to safety. She made it to the living room, screamed a warning to Patrick, and was whipped back to the terror when a demon grabbed her while the others flooded the house looking for the two sons.
It's easier to say that there was no way she had a chance at making it out.
Patrick, luckily, had been quick to act when his mother had told him to run and get out of the house. His parents had reviewed with him on what to do during a certain situation like that one, and he had done all the steps perfectly... almost.
If only one of them could be saved during any sort of issue, Patrick had already decided that it would be Ethan who it would be. He hid his brother, telling him to remain silent, and rushed out to lead the demons away. His plan worked, they were too busy going after him than Ethan, but it's quite obvious that that Wednesday didn't allow the Barrett family a happy dinner during sunset. Two lives were lost, the house had been ripped apart in search for the remainder, and Mr. Barrett had returned home that night to find only one body still alive and in tact.
That was the beginning of when Ethan's early training started. His father wouldn't allow what had happened to his wife and eldest son happen again.

While Ethan remembers his mother from his early years, it appears that Patrick and the demon attack had been completely forgotten. According to the young man now, he's a single child who's resentful to his father for not giving him a break.

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Personality:
Ethan is actually a rather awkward person to be around. No one would guess it, as both parents were quite charismatic, but social situations and Ethan just don't mix for whatever reason. He's not talented at holding conversation that aren't based on 'Hey, the weathers really good today, eh?' or 'You know, yesterday's paper was really hard, wasn't it?' but that in no means says that he doesn't try to participate.
Sometimes it'd actually be better if he put a sock in his mouth, though.

The boy is friendly and open, but he tends to put his studies first. Heck, he'll barely even think about doing something not school related if his homework isn't finished. Honestly, Ethan isn't that much fun to be around when he engulfs himself in his studies.
However, he does have a bit of a 'rebellious' side to him... well, a little bit.
He despises his father for many things, and occasionally Ethan will act out according to his emotions. Sometimes he'll get himself into trouble intentionally, he'll get himself caught doing something he shouldn't, but most of all he just won't give a damn about what people are telling him to do.
That's all anyone has ever done to him, they've always been bossing him around, telling him what he can and can't do. Occasionally, Ethan says screw with it all and does his own thing for once. These attempts to become a Guardian in his own way all end in him falling back into line again, though, but it's nice to get the build up off his chest every now and then.

Fears: Disappointing others- not exactly failure he's afraid of, but seeing the look of disappointment on peoples faces when they see he's not what they expected him to be. Ethan tries so hard to be the perfect image people see him as, he's crushed when they question that he's not.

Losing people's trust- it's the one thing that seals the deal with a friendship. If he loses it, he's done. Ethan doesn't want to let anyone down, he wants people to be able to trust him without worrying if he'll come through or not.

Not graduating from Greenwoods- there's no current reason why he wouldn't, he's a star in every class he has, but Ethan fears that one little mistake will ruin his future. All he ever wanted to be was a Guardian, not graduating from the school would mean he failed at his own dream.

Love Interest: N/A


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So begins...

Ethan Barrett's Story

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"Are you falling asleep again, Ethan?" His fathers voice snapped, jerking the boy awake. From the corner of his eye he could see the man with a scowl on his face as he drove the car. Apparently the need to sleep was one of the many things that were unacceptable.
Ethan let out a sigh and lifted his head away from the window, "No." he replied, stifling back a yawn.
Mr. Barrett narrowed his eyes, "How late did you stay up last night?"
"Not very late." Ethan lied, scratching at an itch on his cheek, "Eleven, I think. I was studying." Or three in the morning wasting time, give or take an hour or so. He had spent his last night of near freedom playing video games, watching TV, and basically trying to cram in everything he had missed while under his fathers watchful eye.
He was exhausted.

Mr. Barrett snorted, "What if we were attacked right now? What would you do?" he questioned, glancing at his son as the car pulled in to Greenwoods. Ethan shot a look at him, "Why would-"
"You'd get yourself killed because you too tired to pay attention, that's what would happen." Mr. Barrett snapped as he parked the car, "Eleven is too late, you knew you would have to be up early in the morning. This is why I don't leave you on your own very often, Ethan, you're irresponsible. One night by yourself at look at you!"
At those words, Ethan wanted to laugh. He didn't, obviously, but he wanted to. Irresponsible? Was that what his father thought of him now? After just one little thing-which really wasn't even that bad-, Irresponsible the the title that he deserved. Of course. Ethan wanted to remind him that he wasn't exactly 'picture perfect' either.
"You're right. I'm sorry." Ethan apologized, nodding his head in false agreement, "I should have been smarter about that."
"Good. Now get out of the car, grab your bags from the trunk, and go."
Ethan didn't know why he hadn't expected that. No goodbyes, no 'Hope things go well for you!', not anything. Just 'I don't want to talk to you anymore, get your stuff and leave.' Not once throughout his entire time spent at home had he heard something even slightly similar to 'I'm proud of you, son.' from his father, and he certainly wasn't hearing it now.
Better... he just had to be better if he wanted to hear approval.




One thing that Ethan openly didn't appreciate? Having to drag his luggage all the way to his dorm. One suitcase and two bags weren't really much, but hauling the suitcase in one hand, one bag in the other, and struggling to not drop the second wasn't much fun.
School wasn't supposed to be fun though, so as far as Ethan was concerned, it was annoying but okay. He'd be cooped up in the classrooms and his dorm again, he'd have his eyes glued to textbooks half the time, and he'd pull countless all-nighters in attempt to rush in last minute studying. A social life? Who needed it?
Ah... it was nice to be back.

When he got to his dorm room door, Ethan juggled with his keys for a bit until he finally found the right one. When that was over and done with, the boy took in a deep breath of relief as he swung open the door. The walls were bare, the floor was spotless, and everything seemed to be just the way he always had it. Completely and utterly boring.
Ethan dumped his two bags down on his bed and rolled his suitcase into the closet. He'd unpack later, rehanging his clothes and stocking the shelves with all his books again, but right now... well, getting out and actually doing something would probably ease his constantly busy mind.

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Having woken before her alarm Ellie had already finished the medial tasks of the morning. After a hot shower, brushing and drying her hair and giving her teeth a good scrub she had nearly felt human. For the day she’d chosen a pair of well worn in skinny jeans (that some would argue were a bit too big because they didn’t stick to her legs like spandex}, a white tank top and a green plaid flannel shirt that seemed to brighten up her eyes. After brushing her hair into a side ponytail she stuffed her feet in her boots, scooped up her book bag and headed for breakfast.

Since she was early breakfast was an unusually dull affair. No one she knew was wandering about yet so she grabbed a bowl of oatmeal and some cranberries and ate while reviewing her school schedule for this term. In particular the little asterisk at the bottom in bold that read:

* Student will receive extra lessons in Martial Arts outside planned school curriculum. Student tutor will be Ethan Barrett.

It went on to list some contact information, mainly a dorm room number.

Ellie sighed. Martial Arts tutoring on top of her school schedule? She supposed she should be grateful the guy was willing to help her get caught up – but all she really felt was dread. More Martial Arts classes. That meant twice as many as last year and last year she was a total flop. She was all right with remembering the forms and going through the motions during the exercises…but sparring… whenever she had to actually use the skills against someone she chickened out.

Her brother, Drew, didn’t believe her at first. She had no trouble swatting him when he irritated her. But just hitting random strangers was somehow harder.

More students were starting to mill into the cafeteria. Polishing off her oatmeal she decided she better check and make sure said brother was awake. If he didn’t get motoring soon he’d actually miss breakfast entirely. And he was a crusty guy when he didn’t eat.

So she stuffed the schedule back into her bag and got ready to leave. Putting her dishes up for one of the cafeteria ladies Ellie grabbed a blueberry muffin (just in case) and headed for door. Walking across the grass in the sunlight she curled the top of the brown bag for the muffin and used it as a handle.

Opening the door to the boys’ dormitory building Ellie slipped inside quietly. Something about being the boys dorm always made her feel like she was breaking some kind of code – even though it was okay with the rules so long as it wasn’t after lights out. That and the halls, even on the first day, always had the hinted scent of old socks.

And just as she entered she realized her brother wasn't in the building at all. No one really knew how it worked that they could tell things like that - but Ellie would have bet all of her life savings that she was right. Oh well, she had to cross the dormitory to get to her first class anyways, she she decided she'd just pass through and act like it wasn't a mistake at all.

In passing the halls she thought she recognized one of the numbers on the doors and paused. Isn’t that the number of my would-be tutor? Ellie wondered and fished the paper out of her bag again. Yup, that’s the right room number. Maybe I should say hi…

As she approached the door it opened and Ellie squeaked in surprise. She hadn’t expected him to be getting ready to leave when she was about to knock.

“I uhm, er…well…” she stammered for a moment knowing he must think she was a total goof. Shaking her head she cleared her thoughts. “I mean hi, I uhm, I’m Ellie. You’re supposed to be tutoring me in Martial Arts this year and I was passing by so I thought I should say hi or something and yeah… Sorry if I’m interrupting something.”

Now that she was speaking decent English Ellie got a chance to size up her new tutor. Okay, lets be honest, she was checking him out. And to her conflicting dismay and elation he was pretty easy on the eyes, nay gorgeous when you got a good look at him. She’d probably passed the guy a zillion times in the hall last year and wouldn’t have noticed him, but on close inspection he wasn’t too shabby at all.

Great, how am I supposed to hit him if he’s good looking? she thought helplessly.

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Ethan had lost his shoes. He had either forgotten while packing that footwear was important, or he simply forgot to put them in his suitcase.
Whichever was true, as Ethan searched for the missing shoes he began to wish that he had checked to make sure he brought everything. He'd also forgotten extra clothes and school supplies, which was just absolutely fantastic. He'd have to go out to the tiny little town near the school and replace everything... he hated that place.
Did they even have a shoe store?

Ethan frowned at the mess that now scattered the floor. He had tossed everything out of the bags and suitcase in attempt to find the items, but nada, none of it was there.
To others, the problem of losing a few things may not be much of an issue, but to Ethan... he was irresponsible, wasn't he? Forgetting things, misplacing them, being a stupid idiot. No wonder his father looked like he wanted to smack him upside the head sometimes, Ethan couldn't even remember to bring.. what was it now? Socks?
Very professional.

The boy shook it off and headed towards the door again. He had already decided he was going to leave his dorm and actually do something (though, mind him, his history class was fast approaching) for once. Losing a shirt, two pairs of shoes, and apparently all of his socks except the pair he was wearing wasn't going to keep him cooped up. Oh, no sir! He was... probably just going to walk to his first class and get a head start on the lesson. Very exciting stuff, you know. But the orientation that he usually attended was no doubt over by now and... to be honest Ethan wasn't interesting enough to have more things to do.

He pulled the handle and was about to step out of his room before noticing that someone was blocking his way. A girl, in fact. What were Ethan's thoughts as she stumbled for what to say?
She's short.
"I mean hi, I uhm, I’m Ellie. You’re supposed to be tutoring me in Martial Arts this year and I was passing by so I thought I should say hi or something and yeah… Sorry if I’m interrupting something."
The girl said, earning an amused smile from the boy she was talking to.
She was the one he was going to be tutoring? Really? Briefly Ethan wondered if it was a joke. Ellie was so small looking, it was hard to imagine her kicking people around.

"You probably already know of me then, but I'm Ethan." He introduced himself, once again giving a smile. "And don't worry about it," Ethan continued, quickly excusing her apology, "It's not like I've got much to do at the moment anyways." While talking, the boy racked his brain for any knowledge about Ellie. He had to know at least something about her, didn't he? Maybe not... names and faces seemed to slip by him despite everyone else being able to know every little detail. He wasn't surprised that Ellie was completely new to him.
"So! You're a second year, aren't you? I think I might have seen you around last year.." Ethan lied, trying not to sound like he had no clue who the heck Ellie was. Hopefully he wasn't just coming off as creepy.

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Ellie listened to the older boy and smiled when he fibbed about seeing her in the halls. She was pretty good at picking out lies, but at least this guy was trying not to hurt her feelings. He obviously wasn’t doing it to flatter her – which was actually kind of charming in its own way since most guys only seemed to care about that one thing. So talking to one that was fibbing about recognizing her, but otherwise sincere was refreshing.

“You don’t have to pretend to remember me for my sake, Ethan. Good guess though, I am definitely a second year,” Ellie said laughing good naturedly as she tucked a lock of honey gold hair behind her ear. “I’m really actually not sure who you are either. Your name and room number was on my schedule sheet.” Realizing that could be taken as offensive she felt her cheeks flush a little and smiled awkwardly.

If there was anything she could change about herself it was how easily she blushed. She blushed when she was embarrassed, blushed when she was shy, blushed when she felt awkward and heck, sometimes she blushed remembering times she blushed. “I mean, I’m sure we’ve passed each other in the halls at some point or another, but really, the school is huge – we cant be expected to remember everyone. Right?”

She hesitated looking over his facial features for any sign of annoyance and shrugged. “I just kind of wanted to break the ice while I was in the area. I mean, seeing as you’re going to be kicking my butt all over this school soon we might as well know each other’s faces, right? I’m Elizabeth Burke, but you can call me Ellie.”

She offered her hand to shake and grinned. “As you may have guess I’m crap at martial arts. So I’m sorry in advance for being a total pain and putting more work in your schedule. Thank you for being willing to try to teach me.”

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When the girl admitted that she in fact didn't know who he was, either, Ethan felt both a mix of surprise and relief. Did she really have no idea? That was... good. If he hadn't been the one who was going to be tutoring her, it would have been one less person who would ask him 'Ethan, can you help me with this?' But then again, Ethan wasn't sure if he would have had a problem accepting. The girl seemed nice enough. She was... pleasant.
Her light face was also now a deep shade of pink.

"I mean, I’m sure we’ve passed each other in the halls at some point or another, but really, the school is huge – we cant be expected to remember everyone. Right?"
She said, an attempt in which Ethan assumed to be covering up the fact that she hadn't heard of him. He wasn't at all offended, not even surprised. Come to think of it, nearly everyone he ran in to always asked if he was really Ethan. They hadn't been bothered to learn what his face looked like, they were just busy chatting about how his father was a Council member.
It's not really you they're impressed with. Ethan's thoughts chided at him. You're the boring boy who does nothing.

The girl in front of him introduced herself as Ellie and apologized in advance for being a bother to him. Ethan raised an eyebrow. "Nah, you can't be too bad." He assured her, a slight grin appearing on his face. "And even if you are completely terrible, it's not like there's a set deadline. I don't have much else to do with my time anyways." He explained, not realizing his words could have come off as rude until after he spoke them.

"I mean... no, that's not what I meant." Ethan corrected, quickly trying to assemble the rights words. "Putting time aside for you isn't a last option, I volunteered and I want to, but-" he stopped himself from saying any more and felt his face grow hot with embarrassment. Ethan's skills didn't fall into place with interacting with people. This was humiliating. He actually liked talking to Ellie, but very thought running through his head at the moment was telling him to say his goodbye to her and leave.

"When you have some free time, feel free to come by and tell me when you're available for tutoring. My schedule's fairly flexible, so there shouldn't be many problems on my part." Alright, good. He didn't stumble over his words this time. "Anyway, I actually have somewhere I should be getting to, but we can talk more later if you'd like. Sometime, I guess..." Ethan added. His words trailed off into an embarrassed mumble, but hopefully he managed to get his point across.

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He didn’t seem phased that she didn’t know who he was. Not really anyway, a little surprised perhaps. Ellie realized then that he must have been fairly popular around the school – at least in name. This only made her feel all the more awkward about not knowing him, but at least he didn’t seem to mind.

He in turn floundered a little, trying to retract a comment that may have come off as tactless, and Ellie actually grinned. At least she wasn’t the only one tripping over words and trying to me polite.

She was relieved that he didn’t seem to be an arrogant jock. No offense to her brother but… well Drew had tried to tutor her before when she had first started to struggle with the whole fighting bit of the school and she didn’t find it helpful at all. Ethan, so far, seemed deeper than that. She liked it.

Then he mentioned getting her schedule from her when she had time and that he had to get going. Ellie nodded to the invitation to talk more later and smiled. “Sure. I have to pick an elective class still, sometime today anyways, so I’ll get my availability to you at the latest sometime tomorrow,” she promised brushing an escaped lock of her hair back behind her ear. “Say, now that we’re not strangers we’ll notice each other in the halls,” she added as a joke with a wink of her eye. “See ya around, Ethan.”

Then she turned and headed down the hall toward the doors exiting the building that would face the school. She had to find either Evie or Drew, they could help her with deciding on an elective and she could pout to them about having to try to muster up the will power to hit a good looking tutor.

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