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Sam Bryant

"Everybody has their own demons to deal with, even if no one else can see them."

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a character in “A Twist in Wonderland”, as played by legacy14

Description

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❝Closing your eyes to disappear, you pray your dreams will leave you here, but still you wake and know the truth...no one is there....❞

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Five Finger Death Punch | Remember Everything





❝What's in a name? That which we call a rose by any other name would smell as sweet.❞
- William Shakespeare






BASICS
❝Imperfection is beauty, madness is genius and it's better to be absolutely ridiculous than absolutely boring.❞


ImageAge: 18

Grade: 12th

Gender: Male

Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color/Length: Brown/Short
Height: 5'11"
Weight: 176 lbs

Scars: Small miscellaneous ones in various spots on his skin
Tattoos: None
Birthmarks: Four small dots between his left index finger and his left thumb.
Piercings: None

Role: White King
Club: Chess Club

Sexuality: Heterosexual

Romantic Interest: TBD

Nationality: American

Job: Beach/Public Swimming Pool Lifeguard

Ethnicity: Caucasian, Portuguese/Irish

Typical Attire:
He typically wears anything that is comfortable such as a pair of plain jeans and a t-shirt with boots or sneakers. Often times also sporting a jacket of some kind, weather permitting of course.

Keepsakes:
He has a small necklace with some indiscernible face hanging from it. He believes the necklace is good luck and is what staves off the majority of his night terrors.





❝Beware, so long as you live, of judging men by their outward appearance.❞
- Jean de la Fontaine





MENTALITY
❝Do not dwell in the past, do not dream of the future, concentrate the mind on the present moment.❞


ImageMental Disorder: Night Terrors and slightly random Amnesia
Oddity:
Amazing at remembering a person's face, what they did, or how exactly he knows them, but cannot ever seem to consistently remember an individual's name, causing him to come up with a few colorful nicknames. He also is plagued by constant unusual dreams that cause him to sleepwalk every so often.

Danger Level: 3
Sam is no pushover, and will adamantly step in when he believes something is amiss, but unless someone is actively being an antagonist, he is easily one of the safer candidates to be around in the school. When he is awake that is...

Dominant Emotion: Amusement

Personality:
Typically a quieter and less outspoken individual in the Academy, Sam has always lived by the mantra 'Actions speak louder than words', knowing that as much as people love to stand around and talk, action is what ultimately gets things done. He is normally one of the first in a group to step up and take the lead, especially if it is a subject he is passionate about or a matter concerning his sister. When it comes to Audrey, he views her as another perfectly normal person on the face of the earth, seeing her for who she is and looking past the oddities others seem to focus on. Anyone attempting to raise an opposition against her is met with swift and unyielding resistance from Sam himself. This loyalty also stems to any others that he considers a friend or that act in a way he deems admirable. Sam is a very dependable individual, able to accept tasks with little or no argument and with a smile, completing it even through his bouts of amnesia. Even though he may not look it, he is a pretty entertaining individual, always trying to lighten he mood or bring a laugh out of someone. Sometimes, even when they really don't want to.

Special Skills/Abilities/Powers:
Being a natural athlete, Sam is incredibly gifted in almost anything that involves a degree of athleticism or skill. When it comes to sports in general, he can easily pick up on certain aspects and oddities of the game to perform at his best and add to his cache of athletic skill. Because of this, he also has a relatively calculating and precise mind that allows his body to move as it will while having near perfect coordination and timing. His muscle memory has also seemed to be heightened as well, sometimes being able to easily repeat an action after only successfully doing it once.

    Likes:
  • Apples
  • Pie
  • Sports
  • The Chess Club
  • Competition

    Dislikes:
  • Needless Agression
  • Boredom
  • Nightmares
  • Ignorance
  • "Tough Guys"

Flaws:
Prideful, Overly Protective, and slightly Ignorant at times

Weaknesses:
He seems to be tired quite often, yawning or dozing off at semi-important moments quite frequently due to his lack of sleep. This also causes him to lose focus on certain 'less-than-interesting' subjects or points that he should probably be paying attention to. Two other things that he can be quite tempted with are food and women, his two favorite subjects. Pretty much self explanatory, he is quite gullible when it comes to the two. On a side not, Sam has a Fight for the Little Guy mentality, often thrusting himself into the knight in shining armor role, even when it is ill-suited to his interests.

Hobbies:
Sam enjoys any kind of sport, and is exceptionally talented at them as discussed above. As long as he is outside, he is able to find some way to entertain himself, whether it be hiking, exercising, swimming, or just poking around where he shouldn't be. Anything to suppress oncoming boredom is a welcome way to pass the time in his eyes.





❝A word to the wise ain't necessary - it's the stupid ones that need the advice.❞
- Bill Cosby






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LIFE
❝In three words I can sum up everything I've learned about life: it goes on.❞


History:
Sam was always a sort of reckless child, running about everywhere, and more often than not, running into everything. It wasn't until later that he began to really develop and shine as a young man. Early on, he had only his father, his mother long gone and completely erased from Sam's mind. When Sam's father remarried, Sam was not only graced with a woman he could call his mother, but a young girl the same age as him that he could call his sister.

Athletic, talented, handsome, and a full ride to almost any college of his choosing with his amazing grades, some people believed Sam had one of the most coveted lives in the world. And he did really. He was popular, kind and overall, just loved life in general. He had always played and outperformed his peers both on the sports field and in the classroom from a very young age and gained quite a reputation in both areas. He was unstoppable and was the ideal jack-of-all-trades, both as a son and a friend. But as he grew older, he always tended to stay closer to his sister than any of his other friends, protecting her and always looking out for her. Sam didn't shun his friends, but it was noticeably apparent that he was always thinking of his sibling before himself or others.

In the course of a few months, Sam's entire life began to completely reverse after his sister was admitted to a special academy for her disorders. He began losing sleep and eventually sleepwalking. He gained frequent headaches and had incredible trouble focusing on his athletic and academic schedule as well as other areas of his life. This began to speed up quickly after the first signs began to show and Sam woke up one morning with no recollection of where he was, who his parents or friends were, and only a small amount of knowledge of who he was. This eventually subsided, Sam remembering small amounts of things at a time. But whatever change had occurred, it seemed like the results had a damaging effect on his memory, often showing with gaps in his memory, loss of information, and forgetting certain individuals. His sleeping slowly worsened after a while as well, causing him to have frequent night terrors more and more violently.

After some careful planning, he was finally admitted to the same academy as his sister, and miraculously, his symptoms immediately began to subside. They still flare up every now and then, but have severely lessened and his memory has seemed to recover considerably. His doctors were baffled and logged it up to attachment to his sister was what caused his symptoms in the first place, but threw out the idea when he and his sister were separated for a time and Sam's symptoms stayed the same. They are still trying to figure out what causes his symptoms. He keeps the details of his night terrors to himself, not wanting to worry his sister.

Thoughts on the Other Characters:

Alice Callinder:
Malia Russet:
Helena White:
David Archie:
Audrey Bryant: "Watch yourself romeo, that's my sister."
Terrant Hightop:
Harold Duffy:
Laura Riddle:
Dean Frasier:
Meg Tharamel:
Cyrus Tharamel:
Petra Mason:
Ace de Mewler:



So begins...

Sam Bryant's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Malia Grace Russet Character Portrait: Alice "Valerie" Callinder Character Portrait: Audrey Cassidy Bryant Character Portrait: Sam Bryant
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It didn't take her long to reach her dorm room, and by the time she had, she was freezing from the tip of her nose to the tips of her toes. Needless to say, she changed quickly, her head ducked in order to avoid Audrey's gaze, and quickly retreated into her bed.

"I am sorry that you will need to see these every day for the next year," she murmured, tracing one of her scars lightly, her voice holding a sleepy quality to it. "And tell your brother that he is an idiot ..."

With that, she slipped off into, in how American's say, 'La-La Land'. To be blunt, she was out like a light, the occurrences from the day having worn her to a fine line.




"Somebody call nine-one-one! Hurry!"

"There's a little girl over here, and she isn't moving! Get over here and help me get her out!"

"Don't move her! Don't touch her until the paramedics arrive!"

"We can't just leave her like that! There's so much blood ... And we don't know how much of it is even hers! If she's bleeding, we need to stop it before she bleeds out!"

"I don't care! Don't move her!"

"Stop bitching and call a damned ambulance! You in the tank top! Get your ass moving and help me get her out! She's the only one with a pulse in this entire wreck, and I'm not about to let her die! If she wakes up, she'll only see her family!"

Stop yelling ... Stop it, or you'll wake up Tomathy ... Mommy said that he has to sleep or he'll be cranky when he wakes up ... But Mommy and Daddy aren't talking anymore ... Why can't I hear my Mommy and Daddy? And who are you? Why are you being so loud? Why is your voice so worried and scared? Stop it! You're scaring me! Where are my Mommy and Daddy? I want them now!

"She's moving! Oh, thank God! Sweetie, don't try to move, or you'll only hurt yourself. Let us help you. Don't move."

Who are you and why are you so sad?

It was too bright outside. The light was blinding when Alice opened her eyes. It glinted off of the windows - no, not windows. Glass. Everything was glass. Why weren't there any windows? And why was there so much glass? And where were -

Blood.

Everything. Everything was coated, covered, matted with blood. Everywhere she looked - blood. A blur of a face before her - no blood.

Mommy. Daddy. Tomathy. Blood.

They weren't ... What was wrong with then?

"Mommy?"

"Oh, Jesus, sweetie, don't look!"

"But ... Mommy ... Daddy ... Tommy ... Why aren't they ... Why aren't they moving?" Her voice was a croak to her own ears, and it hurt so badly for her to speak. I don't wanna talk, but I don't know what's happening ...

"Why ... Why is there blood? Why isn't Mommy moving? Mommy? Mommy? Mommy, you never finished what you were saying to Daddy ... You were talking about the trip and how important it was ... You need to finish talking about it, or you'll never get it done, remember? And you gotta sing to Tommy, because Tommy's gonna wake up, 'cause there's so much noise ... Mommy, why won't you talk to me!?"

A sob escaped her lips, tears spilling over her eyes and mixing with blood. She could barely see past the mixture, and her face - it hurt so bad. Her stomach hurt, too, and her arm, and her leg, and everywhere.

"Mommy, you have to kiss my boo-boo 'cause it hurts and you're the only one that makes it feel better. Mommy? Mommy!"





"Mama! Don't go!"

Her hand froze in mid-air, the darkness no match for her eyes as she stared directly ahead. Her fingers were twitching slightly, shining like porcelain pencils in the night. Her bed had a light wetness to it from sweat, and more sweat soaked her pajamas. Her hair was matted to her head, and she couldn't seem to catch her breath. Tears made sticky trails on her cheeks, and for a moment, she simply sat there. Finally, out of nowhere, she fell back on the bed, her eyes glued to the ceiling.

"Don't go," she whispered, a tear escaping and trickling down the side of her face. She rolled over, her hands grabbing the pillow and bunching it up against her face as more tears threatened to reveal themselves and spill over her lids.

"I don't want to be alone anymore ..."

"... Don't go ..."




Why did yesterday have to happen? I don't know if I'll be able to face Malia or Samuel again, especially after the way that I acted. I was a complete Schwachsinnige, and I'm embarrassed to even think about how I treated those two. I should have at least given them the chance to speak in order to tell me their reactions, but at the same time, I'm not sure how well I would have held up if Samuel had ...

Valerie shook her head, ridding herself of those thoughts before they further depressed her, and paused mid-swipe of her mascara. She was right, though; she had overreacted, and had acted like a fool to her new acquaintances. Sam hadn't had enough time to even work out how he felt about her scars, let alone relay them, and she really shouldn't have responded so harshly and quickly to something that, to them, may have been a minor inconvenience that wasn't that big of a deal in actuality.

She resumed the automatic movements of applying her carefully-assigned makeup from a special crew of makeup artists that her grandmother had hired in order for her to learn how to cover them, allowing her mind to wander once more.

It just so happened to mull over the image of Sam, standing in the small lounging building, in nothing but a pair of sweatpants - which, she may add, revealed a lack of any type of underwear beneath. How he hadn't frozen to death was beyond her, but she couldn't deny the fact that he had looked positively scrumptious, despite her failure to have noticed it at that point in time. What a shame, too; she could have savored the moment, had she not behaved in the fashion that she did.

Musing over the image of a half-naked Samuel, Valerie felt a twinge of guilt as she looked over at Audrey, who she had only just found out was her roommate. If only the girl knew what she was thinking in that moment, then she wouldn't have been so warm and welcoming to her the night before.

Of course, Audrey had seen the scars. In all honesty, how would she have hidden them from her roommate of all people? At least the other girl was sweet enough not to care - either that, or she was just so far out of it that she didn't even know what was up and what was down. A light shrug and Val returned the tube of mascara to it's bag on her desk, which held a mirror large enough to reflect the upper half of her body. Moving into the bathroom, she removed her pajamas and adorned a pair of slightly-worn dark jeans, a plaid black t-shirt with a black belt just below the breasts, and a pair of black and white converse hightops. She pulled a brush quickly and efficiently through her hair, biting her lip as she did so.

Sam had looked really good ... And by good, she meant really, really good. What with his lean muscles, broad shoulders, and his ass!

Valerie's eyes widened and she shook her head quickly, slapping her cheeks hard enough for red splotches to appear. Stop it! The boy's sister is in the other room, for Pete's sakes!

She took in a deep breath and left the bathroom. She moved over to her bag and plucked it up, tossed it over her shoulders, and gave a small wave to Audrey. "I will undoubtedly see you at breakfast. Until then, Wiedersehen," she called over her shoulder. She shut the door quietly behind her, slipped her new necklace, which held her room key, over her head, and made her way out of the dormitories.

It didn't take her long to cross the campus to the school, and having visited it the day before, quickly found her way to the dining hall. Granted, she was exhausted from the day before, but there wasn't much that she could do about it. She was required to attend school on this day, and it was unlikely that the administration's office would take kindly to her skipping.

She paused, however, just outside of the cafeteria.

Taped to the doors was a rather large piece of paper, which was decorated with orange and black markers and glitter, along with random pumpkin, skeleton, and other creepy stickers. On it were the words:

Halloween Bash!

A masquerade ball in which all students are invited to wear the costumes of their choosing!

Location: Gymnasium

Requirements: Must meet school regulations, and have a mask as a part of the ensemble.

Tickets: $6 per person; $10 per couple @ DOOR! May be purchased during lunch for $4 per person, $8 per couple.

Also, an after party will be thrown between the dormitories for anyone who is interested in attending!

Remember to have fun!

~Student Council Members~


A Masquerade Halloween Ball? What odd customs America celebrated ... But who was she to judge? With a slight shrug, she slipped into the dining hall, her backpack catching slightly on the door handle, which she easily freed with a light tug, the flutter of a picture to the floor going unnoticed by her.

Approaching the breakfast line, she frowned.

What if Samuel or Malia slipped out the fact that she had scars? It was unlikely that Audrey would - she was as sweet as cotton candy - and Malia didn't really seem to harbor very many emotions for, well, anything. But who knew with Samuel ... Hell, with his behavior from the day before, perhaps she had lucked out and he had already forgotten about the entire encounter.

She definitely hadn't ... How could one teenage guy be so utterly attractive without even trying? She was almost tempted to slap him for it, for it was so unfair.

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Character Portrait: Alice "Valerie" Callinder Character Portrait: Tarrant "Mad Hatter" Hightopp Character Portrait: Audrey Cassidy Bryant Character Portrait: Sam Bryant
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'Yaaauuuugghhh!'

Sam seemed to groan, yawn, and sigh all in the same sound as he stretched from his sitting position on the dock. It was still early, and more likely than not, most of the other students were still asleep; a luxury Sam wasn't often graced with, as was the case this morning. Multiple times he had woken in his fitful sleep to dreams and images he had already forgotten, only to lay back down and be woken again some time later. Oddly enough, he was beginning to get used to it.

So he did what he always did when he couldn't sleep and couldn't do anything else: he put on some clothes and ran around the academy, awake this time, in a vain attempt to tire himself out. Stopping at the same place he always did, the lake. Sitting there on the end of the wooden dock in his sweatshirt, track pants, and running shoes. The sun was just beginning to shine light over the treetops and onto the lake itself, causing small wisps of steam to dance on its surface, dragonflies chasing the few mosquitoes there were up here in the northern part of the country through the steam.

Beep beep!

Letting out another sigh at his sanctuary was disturbed by his watch, Sam rose to his feet and headed back toward the dorms, grudgingly at that.



It didn't take him long to shower and get ready for the school day ahead of him. Donning his normal blue jeans and boots, he pulled a plain black t-shirt over his frame before ruffling his hair in the mirror a bit so it would fall where he wanted it to. Heading out of his room, he paused a moment as he caught sight of the small black veil he had acquired the night before after Valerie had fled from them. 'Should I bring that?' He mulled over the statement for a second before remembering how embarrassed Valerie had been when it was pointed out the night before. Prancing about with the veil on display wasn't the best idea...

Opening his closet, Sam pulled his school bag that had been scarcely used and decided to use it for the day. Throwing his books and school papers in first, he delicately laid the veil inside. Doubting he'd actually get a chance to speak with Valerie, it didn't hurt to be prepared. Closing the closet, he paused once more and pulled a dark blue button-down from its spot on the hanger and shrugged as he threw it on, rolling up the sleeves and buttoning only the bottom buttons. 'Why the hell not..?'



Stifling another yawn, Sam looked at his watch as he waited on one of the benches in between the dorms. Audrey always took longer than he did. 'She's a woman, she takes forever to get ready...' he thought ruefully. At this rate, breakfast would come and go without him unless he left soon. Sam loved his sister dearly, but food was vital to him functioning throughout the day. Murmuring a silent apology, he rose and headed to the cafeteria, his long legs taking him there at a swift pace as they were ushered to greater speed at his growling stomach.

Feeling generous for no real reason, he opened the door for a student behind him before passing through himself. Unfortunately, his decent deed was all but canceled when he grabbed their shoulder to halt them and move them back gently as something caught his eye. A small photograph sat alone on the floor, directly in the kid's path, only to be saved by the trampling tennis shoes by Sam's reflexes. He leaned over and picked it up to have a look, finding something vaguely familiar about the two young girls who appeared to be twins...

"The Halloween Bash! I'm going to be a GODDAMN STINKIN' REPTILE!!! I mean, a Ninja Turtle. They have masks right?"

Sam's attention was torn from the photograph by the turrets-plagued student before the poster, covering a laugh at the hilarious outburst and scanning over the poster for himself. He couldn't remember the last Halloween bash for obvious reasons, but loved Halloween itself. 'Free candy mixed with costumes and a party, what's not to love?'

Heading toward the food lines, Sam gave a slight wave to Tarrant with the picture in his hand, realizing he was still holding it. "Yo hatter! You know who's picture this is?" Shortening the distance to the large boy and himself, Sam extended the picture out for Tarrant to observe, catching sight of his horribly depressing expression.

"You look a bit down, something up?" It was true, the man didn't look up to shape this morning, but that could be said for about 99% of the population at the academy. 'Perhaps Audrey's empathetic side is rubbing off on me...God I hope not...'

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Character Portrait: Alice "Valerie" Callinder Character Portrait: Tarrant "Mad Hatter" Hightopp Character Portrait: Audrey Cassidy Bryant Character Portrait: Sam Bryant Character Portrait: David Archie
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When Valerie returned, there wasn't much talking. Audrey had already prepared the small assignments she had been assigned,and was struggling to stay awake when the girl walked in.
Yay, my roommate is Valerie Alice!
She was about to say hello, but the air felt heavy in a way, and she looked up to Valerie.
Oh!, she thought in surprise as she saw her, taking in her face before the other girl turned it away.
There were scars Audrey had previously not seen before, lines running across her face.
W..w..why did I not see that before?, she thought, appalled by what she saw.
"I am sorry that you will need to see these every day for the next year," she murmured, tracing one of her scars lightly, her voice holding a sleepy quality to it. "And tell your brother that he is an idiot ..."
Audrey was about to comment, but Valerie proceeded to fall into bed and go out like a light!
For a few minutes, she was unable to move.

She hesitantly walked over to her, careful not to breathe on her.
She blinked when she saw the scars again.
Does she cover them with makeup?
Valerie stirred, and Audrey took a frightened step back, sighing soundlessly in relief.
Poor darling....What happened to her?
The scars had scared her initially, and they still did a little, but they weren't too bad now.
She noticed the girl didn't have anything on her, she was just there on her mattress.
She silently got one of the many blankets she had on her bed, and gently wrapped it around the girl on the bed. She tiptoed back to her side, and then slowly went to sleep herself,still thinking about the scars.

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Audrey jumped off the cliff of the waterfall,wind whooshing around her whole body. She shouted enthusiastically as she felt the few moments where it was like she was flying. She closed her eyes for one second,feeling the spray of the waterfall,then covered her nose automatically with her pointer finger and thumb as she could sense she was about to dive into the lake at the bottom. Her body straightened on instinct, since she believed a cannonball was more painful than being vertical, even in her dreams.
All this lasted about five seconds, and then she was submerged completely.
She opened her eyes underwater and she felt that time had stopped.
The water wasn't moving,and neither was she,only her eyes could open and close. And there, right below her in her immediate vicinity, was a beautiful music box in pastel pink and yellow, with traces of milky white swirls.She remembered this music box from seventh grade, one she had seen in a shop window for a week before it was sold.
I had wanted it so badly.
Her hand could move now,so she opened it. Her eyes couldn't blink anymore, so she supposed only one type of body part could be in motion at a time.
There inside the music box were two dancers. There was no male,only two lovely,blushing ballerinas, one set permanently in fourth position,and the other in an arabesque. They started to twirl to a song she faintly recognized, but the music box melody was so hard to pinpoint.
As the song replayed,the two ballerinas stopped looking forward and instead looked up at Audrey. They began to sing, in whispering,haunting voices.
"Ring around the rosy"
"Pockets full of posies"
Their spinning slowed to an eerie pace.
"Ashes"
"Ashes"
"We all"
"Fall--"
"Down", Audrey whispered.


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Audrey did not wake up with a start, but rather slowly opened her eyes to her royal purple sheer curtains.The creepy feeling from her dream has almost but disappeared as she looked up to the window.She had picked her bed to be closest to the window and nearest to the bathroom,seeing this as the perfect spot to wake up early graciously and still have the minimum required steps to get ready.She wasn't going to push her excitement about getting up before the world was awake,because she was not a morning person a few years ago. She slowly got up and touched her bare feet to the cold floor, and padded over to the bathroom,rubbing sleep from her eyes,noticing the time on her alarm clock that said 4:52 AM. She didn't remember her dream, only that she felt it had a positive start,and she couldn't quite complain on that aspect. She closed the door with a quiet click,trying not to disturb her new roommate.

The first few weeks she had started here at the Academy, she had felt a little scared. She didn't know anyone, and although she was starting to acquire friends,it felt incredibly lonely without her brother. In turn, she hadn't been sleeping right, and woke up earlier,at about the time her brother usually woke up.In her old home, her brother would make a lot of noise while waking up, so she would wake up momentarily, but then go back to bed. That first month, she would awaken just like before, but she couldn't go back to sleep in her new surroundings, so she just stayed awake and went to watch the sunrise, which she had fallen in love with. It was a habit now, although she didn't tell a lot of people. A little part of her still wanted to be known as the late riser to her brother, for childhood purposes.
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After she had brushed,washed and sprayed everything that needed to be brushed,washed,and sprayed, she walked out of the bathroom in her towel over to her dresser drawer,picking out her outfit which included her favorite tassel scarf and her fifth favorite belted dress which was appropriate for autumn.She looked back hesitantly at Valerie.

Not gonna risk that. She went to change in the bathroom.

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Walking along the red dirt path to the lake, Audrey felt the quiet enclose around her, making it too quiet. Then,she heard a lark sing in the distance,a sweet,light tune and she smiled in the direction she had heard it from and decided to sing as well. Audrey did not like to sing that much in the presence of others,because she knew other people would judge her for her less than melodious voice, and she did not like to be judged harshly and silently.It was mostly the good singers that scrutinized her,picking apart the strains in her voice and how she couldn't quite hit the high notes, then describing to great lengths how she could improve.The advice was always unwelcome, along with the demonstrations of them singing as an example,since she felt it was mostly about them and what great singers they were.She didn't feel like she needed to meliorate her singing. Her voice carried, resonated, and sounded like her and no one else, so what else would she need to change?
A melody from one of her favorite childhood movies floated into her mind.

"I have often dreamed
Of a far off place
Where a great warm welcoming will be waiting for me
Where the crowds will cheer
When they see my face
And a voice keeps saying
This is where I'm meant to be”

She made up the tone of the song,making it rather fast-paced and light-hearted.She knew the song was supposed to be less giddy than she was making it, but it felt good to sing it faster and more joyfully than reminiscing and hopeful.Singing it this way took away all her breath ,made her light-headed,and woke her up a little. Her voice was the only thing she could hear in the silence, and she spun around in glee, the faster she spun, the faster she sung. She smiled wide,knowing that occasionally it was better to be alone than with other people, and how she could be alone for hours and hours sometimes and not care at all. She didn't know it was a symptom of hers, staying alone for so long.She instead blissfully ran the rest of the way to the lake, and skidded to a stop when she reached her destination.

Yay,I'm here! With plenty of time,too. She now walked,slowly over to the enclosure and breathed the crisp,clean,cold air of fall,which seemed to heighten her senses.There were a few leaves here,and she picked up a red one she knew belonged to a red oak tree. There were a variety of trees planted all around campus,like redbud,dogwood, and hickory trees.

As she neared, she couldn't help but think about how much she loved the open enclosure next to the lake. It was the most impeccable, perfect place to watch the sunrise in the morning.She settled into a comfy,plush chair,bringing her legs in with her and resting them in the lotus yoga position, a leftover smile on her face. A light breeze was making some strands of her hair blow backwards, and she fiddled with the leaf in her hands as she waited.







He was flying. Then his head smashed through the glass, and bits of it got embedded in his face, arms, and even his chest. He heard the snapping of ribs. His mouth was full of blood. From where he lay, he could see two bright lights speeding towards him, and from the corner of his eyes he watched as the moon peeked out from behind the clouds. Then the impact came, smashing and crushing what remained of his already shattered body. That's when his heart stopped, and David woke up.

This was Brad's dream. David felt himself sitting up, searching blindly for his watch. He put it on, even though he didn't remember wanting to. In the dull morning light he could barely make out that it was only 5:00. Without waiting for his command, his body began to move, forcing him to get up and head for the bathroom. David felt himself splashing water at his face, then walk out and head for the closet. For some reason, his hands reached for the shelf that belonged to Brad. He began to pull on jeans and a T shirt, but hesitated. Why am I doing this? Then it hit him, of course he wasn't doing it, Brad was! Brad picked out his favourite hat from the numerous collection. He plugged in his headphones, and humming Led Zeppelin he headed outside.





Brad walked slowly, kicking a can in front of him absentmindedly. His mind was completely absorbed by the lyrics;
Leaves are fallin' all around, time I was on my way
Thanks to you, I'm much obliged for such a pleasant stay
But now it's time for me to go, the autumn moon lights my way
For now I smell the rain, and with it, pain
And it's headed my way.....


He stopped short when the can, having skidded a good 10 feet, rolled into the water. Unconsciously, his feet brought him straight to the lake. Brad inhaled the fresh air deeply, grateful that he came here. The lake was a great place to think, or even just to listen to some music...
A-ramble on, and now's the time, the time is now
Sing my song, I'm goin' 'round the world
I've gotta find my girl
On my way, I've been this way ten years to the day
I gotta ramble on, I gotta find the queen of all my dreams
I tell you no lie...


Then he noticed another human shape; a girl was meditating in one of the many plush chairs. Her slim silhouette was outlined by the rising sun, a true picture of peace and tranquility. Brad contemplated her for a minute before working up the courage to approach her. He was very surprised to recognize the figure as-

"Audrey?"

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Audrey turned slightly at the voice, and smiled at the person it belonged to.Oh,hey,it was Dee! Or,was it Brad? She decided not to call him by any name until she was sure.
"Hello there. I've never actually seen someone out here this early.Would you like to join me?"Her eyes and her smile had gotten sleepier the more she had sat here waiting, along with her brain, so she didn't feel like being too chirpy. Especially at this early hour. It would ruin the tone of the morning.
She pointed over towards where the sun was just beginning to rise, and then motioned to a chair next to her, her face a bit expectant.Both of the boys were good friends of hers.

"Sure thing!" Brad flashed a cocky smile, allowing himself to fall back into the comfortable chair next to her. "Early bird gets the worm, I suppose. What got you out this early?"

She knew who owned that self-assured smile. It was definitely Brad talking to her. Over the years, she'd learned their two individual personalities. Dee was shy and kind, while Brad was more brash and outgoing.
"I usually come out here most mornings. It's been instilled in me since I came here. How about you? Couldn't sleep,Brad?"

"Just an, uh, unpleasant dream, that's all."

Audrey's eyebrows creased in concern. "Well,I hope it's not a recurring thing.Although-", she grinned,teasing, "I do enjoy the company."
The sun had slowly started to rise a few minutes before, and the smallest bit of sun could be seen.The sky's fading dark color started to recede as the sky was filled with delicate pinks,oranges,and purples.
She was left breathless, only pointing to it before she settled into her chair,not even smiling.Instead,she was left with a look of wonder on her face.
"I wish I could paint well enough to try and attempt that." She whispered.

Brad remained silent as he watched Audrey watching the sky paint itself with warm hues. He leaned back into his own chair, admiring the beauty unraveling itself before his eyes. Brad was not usually the sentimental kind, unlike his brother, but for the moment both boys felt peaceful.
]“You won't know that you can until you do.”

She turned only a bit to smile at him softly. "Trust me, I've tried."

She looked over to the left, to the terrain that stretched around the lake, and saw a figure running in.
She warily stared at it, until she realized it was her brother.
He can't see me here! I'd shatter the illusion of being the cranky,sleepyhead that wakes up hours after he does. Even though it wasn’t a big deal, she didn’t want Sam to think she had changed, even a little bit.
Ever.
He was a bit far away, and sometimes she would watch the sun from behind a pillar, not even in his range of sight. But now she was too close.
"I gotta go, Brad. I'll see you later,yeah?" She absentmindedly hugged him,then sprinted back to the path, careful to make it so her brother was not looking. Brad looked very tired as well. Maybe he’d head back to his dorm and sleep a bit more until the rest of the school woke up.

She hadn't been planning on running before, but now she could see why her brother loved it. The rushing air, the lactic acid running through her muscles, the breathlessness. She couldn't think about anything except her destination. She stopped near the boy’s dormitory, and then admired the now fully rising sun from afar, but then continued her run after a few minutes.

When she got back to her dorm, there was more sun in the room, and her roommate was showing signs of waking up.

Then, she was overcome with a feeling of dizziness.

Oh, woooah. She stumbled over to the bed, her hands at her temple. She felt woozy, so she immediately lied down.
Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to go running before having eaten.
She decided to take a little nap, hoping it would make her feel better. There was a little time before she was expected at breakfast.
She covered herself up, and then reached towards her phone. There was a text message there she had not seen prior from her brother.
As she read the text quickly, she knew that something must have happened between Valerie Alice and Sam, even though she didn’t acknowledge it last night.

That’s what Valerie said too., she wrote back. She looked over to the girl, set an alarm for fifteen minutes, and then crashed into bed to get rid of her headache.

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When the annoying alarm sounded,Audrey woke to an empty dorm and only a slight buzzing in her head from dizziness.She quickly got her bag ready with a notebook and a pen and pencil. She also stuffed the recipe for one of her classes, along with a little snack to have during Advisory. She hummed while she retouched her hair, and then, in her new reawakened mood, skipped over to have breakfast.

When she approached the cafeteria, she was met by a very large poster that a boy was taping to the front.She recognized him as the Student Council treasurer. She waved to him, and he shyly waved back. He was a very timid person.

Oh my gosh, Halloween,I forgot, I love Halloween!!, she jumped up and down as she read the poster, energy coming to her which was completely fueled by her excitement.

When she walked in she was intent on finding her brother.She saw his back and eagerly ran to him. She bumped into him, and was sent back by the impact.

“Whoops!”, she giggled as she almost fell to the floor.
She looked up into the eyes of Tarrant.
She gasped, seeing how awful he looked. She remembered the scene from yesterday.
Did I do that?, she thought horrified. The argument was almost a fading memory in her mind, seeing as she did not hold many grudges. She put his hand on his shoulder.

“Tarrant, are you okay? I’m not upset about yesterday, I promise.”