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Fay Pomme

"I pull one tiny little thread and their whole world unravels."

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a character in “Mount Olympus Academy”, as played by LuckyNumber24

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Full Name: Fay Dior Pomme
Nicknames: Fay has gone by many, many different names in the past. Her favorite nicknames are Jinx, Kitty, and Candy. "They're all hooker names!"
Age: 18
Godly Parent: Eris, goddess of discord, strife, and chaos. "Like mother, like daughter!"
Birthdate: "January 1st...at least for this year." Fay's actual birthdate is unknown, but she celebrates on a different day every year.
Home Town: "Maybe it was San Antonio. But then again, it could have been El Paso. Or Austin. Unless I wasn't even born in Texas." She was found by her adoptive parents in Texas.
Sexuality: "I like men, but sometimes you need a woman's touch." Fay considers herself bisexual.

Likes:
+Conflict
+Inflicting emotional pain
+Fairytales (Alice in Wonderland is her favorite)
+Spreading rumors and lies
+Stealing
+Kittens and babies and everything cute!
+Stupid people "It's nice to have someone easy to play with around."
+Smart people "But it's so much better to have someone who takes work to break."
+Fighting
+Keeping her brother safe
+Parkour & free running
+Singing

Dislikes:
-Being bored
-Being beaten
-People who get along
-Getting caught in a lie
-Optimistic people "Tell me the glass is half full one more time and I smash it over your head."
-People who she can't manipulate
-When people understand her
-Being called a bitch "You could be a tad more creative, am I right?"
-Feeling guilty
-Being sad

Fears:
"This isn't important. Moving along. Did you know that someone totally wrote shit about you in the girl's bathroom?"

~Love: The world hasn't been kind to Fay and she fears having any sort of love or affection towards anyone besides her brother. Of course, she feigns the emotion when it's needed to manipulate a hormone-filled male, but as soon as she feels any legitimate shred of love, she's terrified.

~Losing her brother Tricks is extremely important to Fay. The thought of losing him scares her to death.

~Sanity: Fay's madness has helped her through many tough spots in her life. It helps her think outside of the box. She honestly sees it as a gift, not a curse. She fears that if she loses it and becomes completely sane, she'll just wither away and become...normal.

Demigod Abilities and Skills:
"Mom didn't just give me good looks."

~Jinx!: Things never really go right when Fay is around. Computers crash, things break, pictures fall, and people get hurt. She, of course, is never a victim of the bad luck. It's just everyone around her that needs to be concerned. With concentration and a little ill-intent, Fay can focus the misfortune onto a specific person or object.

~Shit Starter: Fay has a knack for starting trouble. She's an excellent manipulator and liar, with a talent for twisting words and fabricating stories. Fay's ability to manipulate hatred and anger in others is also extremely useful from turning little tiffs and disagreements into full on blood feuds.

~Talented Fighter: As her mother is Ares companion in battle, Fay is a very skilled and unpredictable fighter. She's more than capable of handling herself in most fights, but she's obviously no match for the child of Ares or Athena in a fair fight. But then again, when did she ever fight fair?

~Theft: Though she's no child of Hermes, Fay is very familiar with the ways of the thief. She's skilled at pick-pocketing and picking locks.

~Acrobat and Free Runner: After the circus burned down, Fay held onto her acrobatic background and practices it regularly through parkour and free running.

Personality:
"Trying to get inside my head? You'll regret it."

Though most girls her age are complex and complicated creatures, no one would deny that Fay is among the hardest to understand. On the outside, she is playful and child-like, perfectly innocent and worthy of trust. Beautiful, charming, and able to play whatever role needed to get the job done. However, underneath her harmless exterior, stirs a devious and seriously damaged soul. Like a child of Hermes, she's a mischievous person with a love of pranks and trickery. However, while they play with harmless gags and jokes, Fay has a far more twisted sense of humor. She thrives in conflict and enjoys turning people against each other. A natural manipulator, Fay plays people against each other by telling each side fantastic lies or twisted and exaggerated versions of the truth. Other times, she barley says a word, leaving their imagination to do all the work.

One might ask, why does Fay do this? What could she possibly gain from turning everyone against each other? Not much, really, but when discussing Fay, it's best to try and not look for logic. It's well known that she's a bit mad. She doesn't seek attention or popularity. She doesn't want money or to be the best at anything. Fay just does things for simple sake of entertainment. The daughter of Eris finds delight in discord and disagreement. She enjoys testing herself, seeing how far she can push someone until they explode into a fit of rage and discovering what makes them tick. She loves arguments and fights. And, in truth, it's because she's an extremely angry young woman. Deep inside, she desires for the whole world to feel everything she's felt all these years. She has a distaste for humanity, who betray each other time and time again. Sometimes, she loves nothing more than proving to herself that people are evil by nature.

Despite her manipulative nature and sadistic tendencies, Fay isn't all bad. She genuinely loves her brother, whom often acts on her conscience and talks her out of doing anything too extreme. She also has a soft side for animals, who she views as creatures of chaos. They don't fool themselves with the illusions of order, control, or (bleh) rules. They have no ulterior motives or hidden agendas. They act in the moment and do what's necessary to survive. They also do what they please. Much like them, Fay is a creature of chaos. She does things simply because she can. Simply because she wants to. The world has no rules, no laws.

There also are some people that can win Fay's approval and her friendship. If they manage to break past her many unpredictable and somewhat insane layers, they'll discover a very intelligent and fun young woman, eager to share the freedom of chaos. She's also a natural performer, very capable of capturing the attention of a room. Once she cares for someone, Fay will protect them at all costs and help them with whatever they need...if she feels like it.

History:
"I'm not sure what's real and what's not. My mind tends to rewrite stories, especially mine."

When it comes to Fay's past, it's a complicated story. Often times, when she tries to remember it, details shift and change. A present, the way she remembers it, is that she and her brother, Tricks, were left on the side of a dusty road in Texas. Eventually, they were found by Cahin and Caha Pomme, a husband and wife who preformed in a traveling circus that was passing through the Lone Star State. The couple, who had both been abandoned by their respective families, couldn't stand the thought of leaving the siblings to suffer the hot sun or the terror of foster care. The Pommes, who were clowns and acrobats, took Fay and her brother in and raised them as their own. The circus became their family and while she grew up their, Fay was a very happy child. Unfortunately, tragedy followed the children of Eris. When Fay was 9, the circus tent caught fire during a particularly busy show and everyone was caught in the blaze. Out of over 70 people, Fay and Tricks were the only survivors. They went into the foster care system and it wasn't long until the siblings were split up.

Fay loved her first pair of foster parents. They were kind and treated her as if they were their own daughter. Then the gases from a leaking pipe near their room killed them in their sleep. Her second family was nice too, however it wasn't long before a car accident claimed their lives. Her third family was nothing like the others. The house was full of miserable children, mistreated by the three middle-aged sisters that were supposed to take care of them. Fay got it the worst of any of her fellow foster children. They abused her mentally and allowed their pigs of boyfriends to have their way with her young body. It wasn't all bad, though. Sometimes, the sisters would fight and give Fay an opportunity to sneak off for a few hours. She's usually go to the park, where she'd often meet a strange and beautiful woman. The woman taught her many things, including how to fight and how steal. Though young Fay was concerned with the concept of taking thing that didn't belong to her, the woman assured her it was a necessary skill for her to learn. And she was a natural.

Fay stole books from the library and went to the park every chance she could so she could see the woman, who would read to her. However, when she read, the woman would change many tiny little details, often resulting in a completely different ending. Fay was fascinated by the woman, but one day she came to the park and there was no one there. Disappointed, she went back home, where she was greeted with a firm smack. After a curse-filled scolding and a couple more hits, someone knocked on their door. When Fay was sent to get it, clutching her red cheek, she was shocked to see the woman from the park there, holding the most delicious looking apple pie she had ever seen. The woman gave it to her, smiling, and told her to "Cause a little chaos." Then, she left. At that moment, something clicked within Fay. She walked to the kitchen and faced the sisters. She said that a nice man had come to the door and given her the pie to give to one of the sisters. When the women asked which one, Fay smiled and told them, "It's for the most beautiful woman in the house." Immediately, the sisters began bickering about which one it was for and Fay just watched, hoping their angry words would turn into thrown fists. And it did. Glasses shattered, blows were traded, and a nose broke. Fay took that opportunity to leave and she never went back.

During her teen years, Fay lived on the streets, stealing whatever possible and scamming whoever she could. She broke into the houses of rich families and stole clothes, money, and jewelry so she could pretend to be someone else. She'd crash exclusive parties (whose security was often way overpaid) and rip off wealthy socialites who didn't question her hand slipping into their pocket. As the years went on, Fay became angrier and angrier with the world. She no longer felt guilt for hurting other and instead took pleasure in it. Then, after a greasy slime-ball dropped something in her drink and took advantage of her, she officially snapped and wanted nothing more than to watch the world burn. That's when the woman came again and told Fay to meet her at the park. Fay obliged and when she went there, she was shocked to see her brother waiting for her. The two were elated with their reunion and it had felt like no time had passed since they were separated. The woman appeared again, suddenly revealing herself to be Eris, Goddess of Discord, Strife, and Chaos and their mother. She then told them of a place where demigods like them went to learn and hone their skills. They expressed their desire to go there and Eris couldn't have been more please. Before they left, she had one request that Fay has taken to heart these past few months at Mount Olympus Academy.


"Cause a little chaos."


Anything else? Eris often hints to Fay who her father is, though the clues always conflict and never add up. Fay doubts that her mother even remembers him.

So begins...

Fay Pomme's Story

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Tricks had always loved sleeping. More specifically, he loved dreaming. In his dreams, the world seemed to make more sense. He didn't have to worry about distinguishing reality from fantasy or others being unable to see what he could. When he dreamed, anything was possible. However, this past week every time he closed his eyes and expected to escape to his fantasy world, he'd instead find the bloody face of his former lover and wake with a jump. Last night, he finally fought through the nightmares and managed to get a decent sleep. Now, he was snug, wrapped in a warm cocoon of blankets and bed sheets. He would have slept in even later, possibly being late to class, if it hadn't been for the piercing voice of his internal clock.

"Tricks! Tricks! Tricks! You're late! You're late! Wake up!"

Tricks slowly blinked open his eyes, grumbling dramatically as he do so. Still swaddled in his sheets, he sat up in his bed, and sleepily looked around his room. "Tricks! You're late! Get out of bed and get ready!" His tired eyes drifted over to the entrance of the bathroom, where a tall girl with an impatient expression on her face leaned against the doorway. The large rabbit-like ears protruding from her platinum blonde hair twitched slightly as she glanced at the pocket watch hanging from the long pink tweed jacket she wore over a white lacey corset. "You're late."

The son of Eris groaned as he freed himself from the grip of his bed sheets and lifted himself off of the mattress. "Calm down, Rabbit." He cracked his neck as she tapped her high heeled shoes on the floor. "I'm getting u-" "Just start getting ready. You're exactly 10 minutes and 30 seconds behind schedule." Tricks grumbled loudly as he walked past Rabbit to get inside of the bathroom. Usually, the bubbly bunny-themed hallucination was his favorite, but she was just so punctual. It was rare for her to even let him lag behind this late. Once in the bathroom, he quickly brushed his teeth, took a shower, washed his face, and attempted to practice his Irish accent in the mirror, only to be distracted by a tube of glittery hair gel left by his sink. Of course, he immediately squirted a good amount of the sparkly gunk into his palm and spread it through his dark hair, messily spiking it.

A very clean (and very sparkly) Tricks left the bathroom, cartwheeling past Rabbit and stopping at his closet, pulling out one of his favorite T-shirts, some socks, and a pair of bright red jeans. He threw the shirt onto his bed and took off his gym shorts from the previous night before jumping into his pants. He put on the socks and shirt before somersaulting over his bed to the pile of discarded shoes by the door, where he grabbed the first two he could get his hands on. "You aren't going to wear matching shoes?" a cold male voice said from behind him. Tricks turned slightly, already expecting to see the top hat and icy glare of Mr. Monday. "Nope. Why would I?" "Because you aren't a savage. Well, at least, you weren't raised like one." Monday scoffed, turning away from Tricks, who chuckled lightly as he popped the sneakers on. They weren't too mismatched when he looked at them. Despite one being black and the other being red, they actually bore a pretty close resemblance. "Sweet." he said with a grin. Things seemed to be going well.

Tricks grabbed his backpack and put it on, winking and giving a peace sign to Rabbit and Monday as he opened the door. "Deuces." He grinned, closing the door on them as Monday scoffed again. "What an absolute idiot. We go where he goes." Tricks shrugged and reached into his pocket, where he was elated to discover a golden butterscotch candy. "Ace!" he shouted, pumping his fist in the air. He decided to save it for later and shoved it back into his pocket, turning to go down the hallway. "Wow." "You look hot today.""But black and red is an unbeatable combo." Tricks beamed at the twins, Red and Black, as he skipped passed them, ignoring their mischievous grins. "What are we doing today? Stealing a car?" "Or can we mess with someone? Maybe that Leonard kid?" Tricks shook his head and ignored them as he made his merry way down the halls. They did bring up a good point though. What would he do today? Oh look! Was that- Oh yes, it was him! There was Q, just on time.

Tricks grinned wildly as he skipped into a quiet series of cartwheels after his best friend and secret crush. "Heyo, Q." he said, casually cartwheeling alongside the son of Hermes as he wasted no time in diving into a conversation. "So, I was thinking, you know that song Milkshakes? The one where she's like, 'My milkshakes bring all the boys to the yard.' Why does everyone want her milkshakes? Are they really that good? What flavor do you think they are? My bet's on chocolate. Everyone likes chocolate. Well, besides racists." His eye drifted to Q's winged converse. "I still can't believe your dad gave those to you. My mom hasn't given me anything besides good looks and a killer smile. She gave Fay an apple pie once. She didn't eat it though. I would have. Oh!" He stopped mid-cartwheel, his legs in the air, and reached into his pocket, keeping himself standing on his left arm alone. He pulled out the butterscotch from earlier, grinning from ear to ear. "Ace." he said as he continued the cartwheel, landing on his feet.

He unwrapped the candy and popped it into his mouth, allowing the sugar to dance around his taste buds. Tricks looked up at Q, smiling innocently at his bestie. The faint feeling of butterflies buzzed around in his stomach as he looked into Quentin's warm brown eyes. Tricks hadn't been completely open with his crush with on Q, but he was positive that the son of Hermes knew there were feelings there...maybe. They did, in fact, sleep with each other regularly and they were extremely close friends. Why shouldn't they be together?

He heard Red and Black a few strides behind them, giggling softly. "Tricks and Q, sitting in a tree!" Red jeered, laughing. "F-I-B-B-I-N-G!" Black joined in, her pigtails bouncing with every note that she sang. "First comes lies, then comes pranks," "Then an adopted baby that you have to spank!" The two snickered loudly and Tricks glared at them, before turning back to Q. "Anyways, watcha up to?" he asked, lifting his eyebrows and slightly sucking on the candy in his mouth.

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Fay had a good feeling about today as she closed the door to her room and began strutting down the hallway, an impish smirk already resting on her lips. Though she was dressed innocently enough, one could simply glance at Fay's expression and see that mischief was on her mind. Her mind began to wander as her shoes clicked and clacked against the floor. For some reason, the world felt relatively at peace. She definitely needed to change that.

As she walked towards the cafeteria, she wondered who she'd play with today. Maybe that shy Leonard boy. His meek nature was fun to mess with and the way he'd get red when she flirt with him was just soooo adorable. Or, maybe she could talk to Abby, the daughter of Ares. With her explosive temper, Fay would barley have to do a thing to set her off. She sighed, her heart fluttering at the though of it. This school needed someone to stir things up every now and again, and it was only natural for the daughter of Eris to do the honors.

When she reached the cafeteria, Fay was greeted by the scent of fake bacon, fake sausage, fake eggs, and fake...well, everything. It smelled decent, but Fay wasn't exactly in the mood for a big meal and her internal clock was correct, she needed to get to class soon. She skipped all the breakfast foods and went right for the fruits, picking out a nice, juicey red apple. "That should be good for now." She began walking to class, History, if her memory was correct, which she wasn't exactly thrilled about. Sure, she had a good grade in the class, but still, it wasn't as exciting as sparring with a son of Ares or learning how to properly severe Hydra's head. But, where there there were classes, there were students that Fay could mess with.

She entered Mr. Guess' room, her eyes instantly running over all the faces inside. Quite an interesting bunch. Leonard was there, so was Sage, Adam, Miles, Halley, and others, but a foxish smile found it's way to Fay's face when she saw her sitting in a dark corner. She began walking to the back of the room, smiling at everyone she passed. She put down her purse and waved at Sybil, sitting down in the desk next to her. "Heeeeey." she said, dragging out the e in hey like a dead body . Her lips contorted into a twisted grin as she looked at the daughter of Hades. "So. How's it going?"

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"What the hell is a Manchurasian-candied nut? That sounds like a weird sexual position." Tricks pouted slightly when Q shot down his proposal that the milk shakes were chocolate. He didn't spend much more time thinking about it, however, because he got distracted by Quentin's wiggling eyebrows and the arm around his shoulders. "Oh stop it!" Tricks feigned embarrassment, playfully making his voice higher and more feminine. "You're making me blush!" He giggled slightly before continuing. "Well, yesterday I watched the Beyonce documentry and realized that she has to be a goddess. She's just too perfect to be mortal. Then, I wanted to watch Hansel and Gretel: Witch Hunter on Netflix, but Rabbit wouldn't stop talking and I just turned it off before I even made it 10 minutes in. Uhhhh....Oh! I got Injustice: Gods Among Us and I could totally beat your ass with Harley Quinn. I think I might go on a run later. Or I could finish Hansel and Gretel. But I kinda want to watch Pitch Perfect again. Or Mean Girls. Is that still on Netflix? It should be. It's a classic."

He scrunched his nose slightly at the sight of Quentin making his coffee. It wasn't because of all the sugar and creme he put in it...it was just because it was coffee. It didn't matter how many packets of splenda and milk he used, anytime Tricks drank the bitter dark liquid, he'd spit it right back into the mug. The son of Eris looked back at Q when he said the other guy didn't show up for Fishi-cuffs, or whatever he said they were going to do, and nodded silently. "Yeah. Oh and I forgot to tell you." He stared gravely at Q and looked around, as if someone was listening. "I've been ordered to kill you. Turns out, your dad pissed off my mom, so she kinda wants to- you know, get back at him by killing one of his sons." He slunk over to the counter that had Q had fixed his coffee at and grabbed a handful of sugar packets and shoved them into his pocket for later. He took another one and ripped it open before looking back at Q. "I forgot my ceremonial knife in my room though, so I guess you can live for now. If you want to."

He stuck out his toungue and poured the sweet white powder into his mouth. It shocked his tastebuds, but in a good way, and he gave Q a large toothy grin. When the subject of class came up, Tricks bit the inside of his cheek. Did he really want to go? Everyone else probably would. But there was just so much he could do if he skipped. He could- Well....He could find something to do. "You should go to class." said a light voice from behind Quentin. "Shut up, Sunshine! No one likes you!" "You're a very mean person." Tricks sighed, cartwheeling over to a basket of fruit, from which he took an apple and a banana. He skipped back towards Q, quickly peeling the banana and taking a bite before offering his arm to Q. "I'm ready when you are, Bud." he said with a wide, goofy grin and a full mouth.

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Character Portrait: Abby Rae Jarvis Character Portrait: Halley McClain Character Portrait: Sage Fitzgerald Character Portrait: Rose Gracey Character Portrait: Saoirse Zuri Marisabel Smyth Character Portrait: Leonard Moreland
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Abby Rae Jarvis


Rage, white hot and paralyzing consumed Abby as Wesley walked smugly away from his unwelcome seat at her table. She hated how easily he got under her skin, and she tried her best to cool the murderous wrath that was currently trying to take hold after Wesley had effectively blackmailed her into being his entertainment for the evening. She’s be willing to bet the prick just wanted to watch Abby squirm out of her element for a couple of hours in a room full of people she had next to nothing in common with. It seemed like the kind of crap Wesley liked to pull. Screwing with people’s heads was his specialty, and she had no doubt this was his aim now. Once he was out of sight, Abby quickly yanked the fork she’d embedded in the table out, setting it down with perhaps more force than necessary, though she’d mostly fought down the urge to throw it at his retreating back like a knife by that point.

Abby had always had a short temper, but lately it had been morphing into something that was less controllably, which was terrifying to think about. Children of Ares didn’t exactly have great track records as far as losing control went, and a part of her was seriously concerned that one of these days she wasn’t going to be able to get a handle on the anger, and someone was going to get hurt in a permanent way. She’d been combating this by upping the ante on her workouts, which oddly helped to calm her in ways nothing else could, and mostly that helped. Abby wasn’t sure what was making her more volatile lately, maybe it was the increased contact with her godly father, or hell, it could be the resent unwanted drama in her personal life, but either way she knew it was something she needed to get a handle on. Even someone as stubborn and rowdy as she was could recognize that losing yourself in a haze of red with the overwhelming desire to hear bone crunch beneath your fist wasn’t healthy.

Abby stood up from her table abruptly, and started heading for the door. She felt more in control of herself when she was moving, and her first class would be starting soon anyway. On her way out the door, Rose caught her eye, her gaze offering an open invitation to talk. Rose was probably the closest thing Abby had to a real friend here, and there was a part of her that wanted nothing more than to turn around and walk over to join her table and talk to her about everything she’d been dealing with lately. But Abby wouldn’t. Rose didn’t deserve to have that kind of crap dropped on her, and while Rose was unquestionably a good listener, Abby wasn’t very good at sharing. So instead she sent Rose a reassuring smile, though she was afraid it probably looked more like a grimace than anything else, and headed towards her locker. Abby didn’t really do homework per say, so she kept most of her school stuff in there. Grabbing her bag and history book (which occasional moonlighted as a pillow during class time), Abby headed toward Mr. Guess’ room. When she entered, she noticed there was already a group of students gathered. Normally, Abby would have headed toward the back corner, but as there already seemed to be a crowd, oddly enough situated around the painfully shy Leonard, she was forced to look elsewhere. She sure as hell wasn’t going to be sitting next to Sybil and Sage, Abby wasn’t in to mood to deal with thinly veiled disapproval or hostility, so she began scanning the room for open seats that would leave her with the least amount of people to deal with. When she spotted Xavier sitting with a very uncomfortable looking Halley, Abby almost groaned. Halley wasn’t anything close to a friend to Abby, but there was something fragile about her that always sent Abby’s protective instincts into overdrive. There was just something about watching Xavier harass her that reminded Abby of a helpless kitten being dunked in a bathtub, and it had her moving before she could think better of it. She dropped her textbook perhaps more loudly than necessary on the desk on the other side of Halley before claiming the seat. She shot Xavier a warning look exuding the vague menacing air that all children of Ares could pull off when they wished to, but refrained from comment.

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Character Portrait: Abby Rae Jarvis Character Portrait: Halley McClain Character Portrait: Raymond Guess Character Portrait: Sybil Nolan Character Portrait: Miles Endicott Character Portrait: Fay Pomme
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Sybil, from her spot in the corner, watched as more students filled into the classroom. The classroom was becoming crowded very quickly. Fay Pomme entered, her eyes scanning the classroom of students. When those eyes fell onto Sybil a grin spread across the girl's face and she began to make her way towards her. Sybil watched as she came, her lips slightly pursed as she watched.

"Heeeeey." Fay greeted Sybil, placing her purse and self down at the table next to her. "So. How's it going?"
To Sybil's mind the twisted grin that contorted Fay's face was not altogether a friendly smile.

"Fay." Sybil replied in greeting, pushing herself into an upright, seated position. Sybil gave a noncommittal shrug as Fay asked her question, "I've been better, but I'm not dead so I can't complain." She pulled her lips into a brief smile. Once this girl would have earned a full on grin from Sybil, but things had changed and now Sybil preferred to keep Fay at arms length.

Fay and Sybil's relationship, at least from Sybil's point of view, was complicated. They had once been great friends. Sybil had enjoyed hanging out with the girl and together they had always been guaranteed a good time. Then Fay screwed Sybil over. Sybil held grudges. She always had and she always would. It wasn't a trait she tried to improve or work on, in her mind once someone had wronged her then they had no place in her life. Only, Fay had somehow managed to wiggle her way back into Sybil's life. Perhaps Fay didn't even realise that she had wronged Sybil or didn't think it was that big an issue? So to describe their relationship Sybil would most likely use the word Frenemies. They were friends, of a kind, but at the same time enemies. But, like the famous saying 'Keep you friends close and you enemies closer.'

"Ready for a thrilling history lesson?" Sybil asked, the hint of a smirk flicking across her face. Her words were, obviously, sarcastic. Sybil had never loved nor hated Mr Guess' class. Sybil just cruised through, doing what she needed to pass and little more.

Her attention was caught briefly by the arrival of more students. Abby received the subtlest of frowns from Sybil as she entered and sat beside Halley. Adam came into the classroom with Miles, Sybil's half-brother, a moment later. Sybil glanced at the classroom clock, hopefully class would start soon. The sooner it started, the sooner she could move on to classes that she actually looked forward too.

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Character Portrait: Abby Rae Jarvis Character Portrait: Halley McClain Character Portrait: Sage Fitzgerald Character Portrait: Sybil Nolan Character Portrait: Miles Endicott Character Portrait: Xavier Richards
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#, as written by **Ava**
Halley McClain


It seemed the class should be starting about then although many more students filtered in filling the seats quickly. Something turned Halley away from her phones screen and it was Abby Jarvis. Wow, she wants to sit here? But as soon as Abby slammed her books down almost harshly the Hephaestus girl knew it was not to have a casual conversation. In fact it was to possibly meant to ward off Xavier. And Abby was good at giving looks, she glared at Xavier threateningly. Of course Halley would need to thank Abby later for that but, know was not the time. Quickly she tucked her phone into her backpack pocket and pulled out a history note book. Then she looked up to Abby pulling out a packet of gum. To the fragile little girl candy or gum was a great way to thank some one so with courage she shyly asked "Want a piece?" It wasn't a best friend treaty Halley was asking her to agree with. Just a piece of gum that might confirm she wasn't completely alone in this world of Gods and Goddesses. Have at least one person she could count on if necessary.

Class was going to start soon, that is as soon as Mr. Guess made a point to quite everyone down. It seemed he wasn't quite paying attention. The class was full Halley noticed Adam, Miles, Fay, Sage and Sybil in a group talking. So many people