"Hey man, I think she heard you. Don't hurt Mona's feelings or she won't get me home later." Liam joked with Michael as the other boy fell in step with him. Making their way through the crowd, Liam nodded and waved at a number of people as he jogged up the stairs and entered the building. "It is definitely a relief. I get to stay up until eleven now on weekdays. You can't imagine the freedom." The tall boy smirked and answered Michael. The boys had been friends since Michael moved to town and if anyone knew what Liam's parents were like it was him. They were strict, a bit cold, and didn't often pay attention to their children except to encourage them to pursue and complete their purposes as soon and flawlessly as possible. Sometimes it got a bit much and Liam took refuge at his friend's house, where no one expected him to be anything other than him.
Heading in the direction of the library where he usually spent his mornings finishing homework or doing extra credit Liam shrugged slightly as he dismissed anymore thoughts of his parents. They were blessedly gone to see through their current purposes and were at ease with Liam staying home alone. After all he was a triplare and their home was on hallowed ground. A black wing would have to have a lot of nerve to attempt to turn or attack him. Coming to a halt when he noticed a lone female figure sitting at the table he usually preferred he glanced at his best and smiled. "I'll study, you flirt. This'll work out perfectly, she'll keep you from distracting me the whole time." Liam teased as he reached out to playfully nudge his friend's shoulder as walked over to Elsa's table and took a seat across from her.
"What did you do to yourself, Elsa? And also Good Morning." Liam said to the girl he knew mostly by sight as he shrugged off his backpack and pulled out an orderly notebook. Flipping it open he took out his science book and a pen and began making notes, occasionally glancing up to let the others knew he wasn't ignoring them.
Hopping off her bike she left it in the bike rack without a lock knowing that she wouldn't have to worry about anyone stealing. There were a few bad eggs here and there but she had yet to come across one. Taking off her helmet, Persephone shook out her long dark hair, trying to bring it back to some semblance of style. With a small shrug to herself she smiled brightly at the students she passed and tripped up the stairs lightly. With a small groan she realized she'd entered the hallway at the exact same moment as Vince and feeling not quite up to letting him down yet she quickly whirled around and hurried around the corner. Paying no attention to what was in front of her and only wondering if she'd been sighted, the Angel ran smack into a student she recognized as Abigail Tennyson
"Oh, Abigail! No, I'm sorry. I wasn't looking where I was going and I've nearly knocked the breath out of you. Look at you poor thing." Persephone cried out as she reached out to steady the girl before her and going into full on nurse/teacher mode. Persephone made it her job to know her students, their names and usual demeanor, who they hung out with and what their home lives were like. She'd always taken a special interest in Abigail due to her quiet and introverted nature, not mention her turbulent family life...at least before she became the Tennyson's daughter.
"That's what I get for not looking where I'm going. Running around tackling students. They'll take my certificate away. " Persephone joked lamely, noticing the teenager's slightly on edge vibe and being quite the nurturer the angel couldn't help herself. "Are you feeling okay, Abigail? You know, you're more than welcome to have a lie down on a cot if you need a moment to recover."