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Josh F Woodward

''You don't know pain till it is a constant reminder of your mortality.''

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a character in “The After School Club”, as played by xfaithyx123

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''You don't know pain till it is a constant reminder of your mortality.''



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PERSONAL PROFILE

Name: Josh Francis Woodward
Nickname: Fran
Age: 19
Sexuality: Homosexual
Clique: The Fourth
Likes:
+Books, Whatis a writer if he doesn't like reading?
+Drawing, This is his own choice of favored activities, born from painting....he loves drawing characters.
+Painting, He paints with his mother, a special time with the person he truly trusts and has a mother and son bond with...he is often found with dry paint on his hands and forearms because of this.
+Music, It is a big part of his life, being so sick he has not been able to go out like most children or teenagers and so music gives him a piece of the world.
+The outside, It calms him, the fresh air, the seasons that ever change with times passage, it also helps him write.

Dislikes:
-Loud people, loud people mean groups and groups of people make his pain worse, like something constantly crushing your rib cage...
-Intimidation, He is fragile both in mind and body, even if he would deny this..
-Whiskey, Not his favored drink...reminds him of his father..they don't have a good father and son relationship.
-Cigarettes, Sticks of cancer...he sees no point in them plus...his father smokes.
-The Elites, He just doesn't like their competitive nature...

Fears:
~Closed in spaces, Hospital rooms in the private sector though well decorated are lonely and were forced onto him, he hates small rooms that smell like cleaning fluid...white with one flower pot...he hates small places...the idea of going into a cubical makes him tense, he has bad memories of the hospitals.
~The dark, This links up with his fear of hospital rooms, though is far more sever due to the fact that one day he refused treatment for his illness from his father's workers and so his father came in and blindfolded him and they came him drugged up till he was better and in that darkness was the voice of his father....a harsh man.
~Being seen as weak, He has permanent illness and refused to live with it, rather deny it even to the point of his health declining...

Hobbies: Writing, Drawing, Painting and museums.



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ABILITY & SKILL PROFILE

Powers: Josh is a Aura Reader, he can detect people all around him not like a orb of life force but the image of the person in a ghostly form that glows with the colours of the strongest emotion and their strength as individuals, the brighter the glow the stronger they are. He can also evaluate the a person's health and even the change of their mood. From being able to see a target's health he can define their strength and weak points in their body so he is able to use this as a way to hit certain areas on the target for efficient and precise hits without needing strength to execute it since he has none.
Weakness: Due to the acute ability he has he suffers with chronic pain having to be popping pain killers left and right, often over dosing, this effects his mind which is a troubled one often going into lapses of paranoia. He has no strength to his name and so depends on his aura reading ability passively to hit certain areas of the individuals body without tiring himself out. The more people around him the more the pain heightens, he is often seen in the nurse's office recovering from passing out.

From his power comes the fact that sleep for him is near impossible or if he does get sleep does not feel relief, this is a medical condition called Hypersomnia, a sleep disorder that is the opposite of insomnia. A person sleeps longer and for more hours than what is normal - during the night or the day. It is difficult for them to wake up. The need to take naps is compelling, but provides no relief.


Strengths: He has always been a creative soul at heart and therefore is talented in Drawing, painting and even writing.
Flaws: Being insensitive to other people's emotions or beliefs because his ability reveals that person for who they really are inside and so considers most people liars, fakes and untrustworthy. And he is awful at dancing, he literally came make a drunk person's dance look elegant but this is mostly because he has over dozed on painkillers and so his balance is way off.





WRITTEN PROFILE

Personality: Josh excels in making friends or 'playing nice' thanks to his ability he knows more about everyone one than they know about him, he paints himself as a cool, calm and a party animal to keep in 'the group' when the truth, he is a irritable, hot headed, sensitive and even caring guy. Breaking rules not to be 'cool' but because he just doesn't care. He always makes up excuses for the reason why he is in the nurse's office rather than appearing weak to others, mouthing off to others, he is most likely seen as a asshole but he cares about others and would put himself into danger for the others never asking anything in return. He is a warm soul but also a troubled one, he is a constant pain, it is surprising he has kept up appearances for so long around other students.

Teachers take greater care in him than others colouring him to the 'cool' people that he is a teacher's pet and often takes out his frustrations on them landing him into detentions in a instant yet they always continue to care for him even when he refuses the help till he falls over and rushed to the nurse's office. He is known for his paranoia by teachers and labelled in the school records as mentally unstable and when he loses his cool he is often tooken outside a classroom and sedated just to wake in the nurse's office with restraints with no memory of the time he was out.

Apart from his struggles with school teachers, students and medical needs he is in fact an intelligent young man, outstanding in mathematics and poetic in English and even French always getting himself As or Bs within these courses, he is also studious in the world of science, dabbling in chemistry with surprising fascination and poise despite his dream to become a writer and artist in later life. Despite the teachers worrying about him they find him a good student when he behaves.


|| Stubborn || Hot headed || Selfless || Studious || Approachable || Witty || Distrustful ||

History: Born into a Wealthy Family and being the only heir to his parent's estate they went out their way to get him the best medical care needed and showering him in luxuries that he never cared or asked for, his parents often come and go from the school to check on in to see how his grades are without fail, embarrassing him. His Father, William Harrison Woodward is the sole owner of the two hospitals, both being far from Benjamin more into the city meaning Josh's relationship is strand further apart, almost like it were only his mother and him living in a flash town house.

While his mother, Jane Anne Woodward is a owner of a art gallery. Josh and his mother are closer than him and his father being that his father pushes him to follow in his foot steps but he and his mother share the same passion which is art, often spending hours painting or drawing new pieces for the art gallery and often having them sell in a day or two and this is how he got the life time wish to become a artist, just like his mother, he wants her to be proud of him but also wants his father to accepted him for who he is.

Being that Josh is gay, knowing this from a young age and instead of talking to his father about his sexuality he went to his mother who accepted him for who he was and in some ways they became closer for this however his father has yet to know as Josh has yet to tell him, in social parties he is set up with other girls from other wealthy families from his father who is oblivious to his son's sexuality or maybe in denial.

His mother and him have always been close especially since he was and is a sick child of hers where as his father was heart broken from this, the father's hopes and dreams into his son destroyed and so they have a harsh relationship and this stemmed Josh's dislike of himself and his hatred of his illness, that being Hyper chronic pain he as both primary symptoms and secondary symptoms of this which is both a rarity and a constant treatment. This was born from his ability primarily but because of certain traits within his fathers DNA strand and that just threw a father and son relationship of the window....constantly never seeing eye to eye with each other but when Josh was rushed to hospital when he was young and even at times now his father is always there....Somehow His father and Mother are still together to this day. His father also supports medical needs for the school and Josh.


OTHER: Josh as a lot of pinprick scars on his hands and arms from countless needles being injected into him for pain relief. Josh's Father also gives his school medical materials for all to use and the support of money also for Josh's medical needs.

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Lyrics:

Why even try to justify leaving, why not just run away?
Why even wait and hesitate breathing, why would you want to stay?
Nothing you say could change the way he feels, nothing could save you now
So just let this go

Every collapse that came to pass faded out of your memory
All of the times he left you blind, jaded, down on your aching knees
Why don't you see the lies that he's telling, why don't you give it up?
And just let him go

Shot down, with no sound
To the cold ground below
And there's no one around, you won't be found
So hang your head and [let it fade away]

Your heart on a string, without a wing flying, no one to hold the kite
He let you go, but still you blow by, oblivious to the height
Check out behind and you will find nothing's holding you to the ground
He just let you go

[Chorus]

Don't let him pull you down, just let him drown alone
You'll land, and someday you will find a truer hand


I know you tried to see his side clearly, I know you gave your all
I know you died a little inside when nobody heard your call
Every mistake you come to make grows and echoes inside your brain
You need to let them go

[Chorus]

So begins...

Josh F Woodward's Story

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Characters Present

Character Portrait: Abigail Porter Character Portrait: Magnolia Settle Character Portrait: Charley Labelle Character Portrait: Josh F Woodward Character Portrait: Paige Johnson Character Portrait: Ozymandias Bastion Character Portrait: Sam Gillian Character Portrait: Hal Humble Character Portrait: Ja Miliani Haiku Character Portrait: Milo Pomales Character Portrait: Jason Glenn Character Portrait: Merida Glenn Character Portrait: Lexi Rose Character Portrait: Misty 'Blue' Tate Character Portrait: Zack Hooke Character Portrait: Luke Morrison Character Portrait: Amelia Veris Character Portrait: James Patterson Character Portrait: Millie Edwards Character Portrait: Sebastian Pérez Padilla

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Benjamin
Mid-afternoon, Friday 16th of August


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A light breeze rolls off the lake beside the town of Benjamin, offering a small break from the hot sun above. For those students stuck inside, the have only a few more minutes until the bell rings marking the end of the school day and the start of the weekend.
Students also find themselves looking forward to the weekly meeting. The After School Club is due for a gathering. A few hours after school most students will make some excuse to their parents and make their way to the abandoned warehouse on the outskirts of town. There challanges will be made, some will wake away as winners and others might find themselves further down the social ladder than when they entered the warehouse.




Abigail Porter

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Abigail Porter sat in class, her attention on the small, balding man that was trying to lecture the room full of students on the properties of the fundamental forces. He had already given the class a stirring introduction to electromagnetism and no doubt next week would be filled with strong and weak nuclear forces. Today, however, was dedicated completely to gravitation, a force that Abby knew intimately well. Physics had always been an interesting class, or at least Abby thought so. Many of Benjamin's inhabitants had powers that let them defy the very rules that Physics was trying to teach. Abigail always enjoyed seeing the teacher try to explain around the peculiar abilities, making exemptions for the talents. Nevertheless Abby always made a point of learning the lessons, failure was hardly something she wanted.

Even so, as the teacher droned on Abby found her mind wondering to tonight's gathering. She was quite content with her current position, number two, so she doubted that she would challenge Ozzy tonight, but it was always interesting watching other fights. Whenever anyone from the Elite's was challenged it was always useful to pay attention, watching how her fellow Elite's fought was very informative and would help Abby form a partial plan on how to deal with them if they ever chose to fight.

The loud buzzing of the school bell brought Abby's attention back to the present. The teacher began to shout the weekend's assignments over the loud sound of scrapping chairs, but gave it up as hopeless as conversations cropped up and his voice was muffled out. Abby picked up her books, arranging them carefully in her arms. She left the classroom with the crowd and began to make her way towards her locker.

Being an Elite had its perks. Many of the lower students moved out of her way, leaving Abby with a clear path through the crowded school corridors. Of course there were always those who either chose to ignore the hierarchy or simply didn't seem smart enough to get out of her way. Abby was climbing down a set of stairs when a younger students pushed past her, his elbow catching her painfully on the upper arm and sending her books flying. Pursing her lips to stop herself from shouting at the younger student Abby held up a hand, palm facing vertically outwards. Her falling books stopped their descent, freezing in midair. The student froze too, caught in a bubble of zero gravity. His excitement for the weekend, and most likely tonight's meeting, was easily visible and quickly turned to a look of shock as he was slowly spun around to face Abigail.
"If you're going to run in the corridors, you had better watch where you're going." Abby told him. She held out her arms and let her books float into them. The student was still floating inches above the floor in Abby's cloud of zero gravity.
"I... I'm s..sorry" He stuttered, glancing nervously from Abby to the ground just out of reach. Not wanting to cause more of a scene than she already had, Abby let the boy go. He landed on his feet and seemed to shrink back against the wall as Abby passed.

She reached her locker a moment later without incident and quickly opened it, placing the books she didn't need inside and taking out those she would need over the weekend. Around her everyone seemed to be buzzing about the weekend. Abby smiled, she too was looking forward to a few days to relax in the sun, but first came tonight.




Zack Hooke

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"Keep your knees up Hooke! Stay awake!" The harsh voice of Benjamin's gym teacher was having little effect on the teenage boy. Zack liked most sports, however gym class was not something he generally enjoyed. Or at least not when he was being forced to run around the track under the heat of Benjamin's summer sun. He could also feel the increasing anger radiating from the large gym teacher as Zack slowly jogged the last leg of the track. He didn't understand why he was the one being targeted, after all there were others who were still behind him.
"Come on Hooke! Don't fall behind!" She shouted again. Zack felt himself slowing down, if only to spite the teacher. He could feel her anger increase exponentially as his pace slowed.
"Come on miss, it's almost the weekend." Zack told her, "And it's too hot to run any faster." He had to admit that the teacher was exceptionally good at controlling her anger. He could feel it spike as he spoke and yet there was no visible sign present.
"Hooke..." Her warning was enough though to let Zack know that it was probably time to lay off. He flashed her a cheeky smile before picking up the pace. Apparently satisfied she went to go harass some other poor student, leaving Zack alone to finish his run and then head for the showers.

Zack quickly entered the male locker room and Zack grabbed a towel before headed into the showers. Ten minutes later he reappeared, smelling faintly of peaches and looking as fresh as if he hadn't just been running. The bell rang just as he was stuffing his damp towel away. Zack picked up his sports bag and made his way out of the showers. He considered stopping by his locker to pick up some books but decided against it. Instead he headed out to the school front where he took a seat on the rails and waited for his friends to come out.

He would see them tonight at the Club, but Zack was a social person. He wouldn't want to waste the few hours between now and the start of the club alone. Sure, he could do some homework, but he'd rather hang out with his friends. Besides, there weren't many days left in summer and he didn't plan on wasting the fine weather.

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Character Portrait: Abigail Porter Character Portrait: Josh F Woodward Character Portrait: Zack Hooke

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Josh would be tapping his desk with the end of his pencil as he twisted his wrist in a flicking movement, his back slouched and looking at his note pad, a couple of passages of creative writings that he was proud of but was yet to finish it. His English teacher lecturing other students of clumsy spelling errors and wrong use of commas, full stops and so forth. But in English Josh was in his element and so missed out of the lectures then the bell would sound, making him jump slightly in his seat.

Unlike the students in his class, shoving, running and whining to get from the room he sat in his seat slowly closing his note pad and sliding it into his satchel that was brown leather with slight scuffs on the edges showing use and age then the English teacher walked to him and grabbed his arm gently to help him up, much to his dislike but it was his life, it was all he knew but it didn't stop him from being envies of others.

The Teacher would release his hand from Josh and watched him slip his satchel over his head then look at him with his icy blue hues and the teacher would cross his arms. ''Time to go to the medical bay Mr.Woodward. You know this, don't fight me this time, you know it doesn't end well.'' The teacher explained pausing for breath before continuing. ''I will be walking with you, after your stunt last week, hurting a fellow teacher like that, I can not risk it.''

Josh would frown as he listened to his teacher then look away folding his own arms and pulling a sarcastic smile. ''Right, of course Mr Williams, Right.'' Was all he said and the teacher would signal Josh to start walking, it took Josh sometime to just give in and as they both exited the class room and into the hallways were some people looked at Josh and whispered 'Teacher's pet.' Josh just looked down angry.

However the teacher nodded to students as he and Josh passed. ''I don't see why you have to fight us Mr. Woodward, your father has put a great deal into your personal care. You should be grateful.''

Josh would grit his teeth then raise his bed to look forward and the groups of students thinned. ''Of course Sir.''

Josh and Mr. Williams finally made their way to the medical bay, the teacher would open the door for Josh and he and the teacher would step in and the nurse would have a syringe at hand and smiled warmly to Josh while looking at Mr. Williams who was mouthing to her...'He's a bit irritated, be careful, we don't need another outburst...' Which the nurse nodded at him then looked at Josh. ''Okay Josh, come and sit in the chair, it is time for your medication.''

Josh would walk to the chair and slowly started to it down, the nurse helping him down then pulled up his sleeve and started to look out for a vein. ''Okay Josh, you will feel a pinch.'' She warned as she slowly started to push the needle into Josh's arm to which he was closing his eyes. ''Your Father needs your weekly blood sample as usual, I must ask, how is the pain been this week?''

Josh would watch as she drew blood then looked away. ''I have had my good days and bad days....I'd say...worse.'' The Nurse would nod, looking at Mr. Williams for a moment then taking the sealed tube tube of blood she passed Josh a plaster then pulled the needle from his arm, much to Josh's relief then took the plaster away from Josh and put it over the small pinprick hole that bleed a little then she'd get another syringe and jabbed in into his upper left arm and pushed the contents in it into Josh then took it out again. ''Okay Josh, you are done for today, see you on Monday.'' The nurse would state smiling at Josh as she helped him up again, Mr. Williams sighing in relief to himself and he too smiled and opened the door for Josh who slid his sleeve back down and paced quick out of the medical bay stopping at the door frame. ''Thank you Nurse.''

He would then continue onward, sighing in relief as Morphine ran through his veins and he started to walk to his locker that was close to the medical bay, flicking the pass code into his locker and opening it with a creek and took out some books from his satchel and into the locker, lightening his bag then shutting it again and turning to walk from the school building. *I wonder who's challenging who this week...* He thought to himself as he continued to walk, seeing Abigail Porter pass him by and he just sighed, he didn't hate her, just the elites but then again, they did give him some entertainment at the end of the week, the only reason he put up with them and because he was not one to pick fights either.

He'd then reach the other side, the sun instantly hitting his pale complexion and warming him up more that he liked, just groaning at it but he would see Zack Hooke outside, he wasn't a bad guy, but Josh hadn't talked to him, just could put a name to his face, He would then walk on past him and walked to a tree and sat under it, sighing in relief to get off his feet. He had time to kill so he was going to draw while had the chance since he was waiting on the Club to join up...

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Character Portrait: Josh F Woodward Character Portrait: Jason Glenn Character Portrait: Merida Glenn

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'Hmm... tell the definition of telophase, huh?... telophase, telophase, telophase...' Jason thought, tapping the pencil on his answer sheet patiently. He only needed to finish this question and he was done. He glanced at the clock quickly. 'Still fifteen minutes to go... plenty of time...' He bit the pencil, still deep in thought. "Hmm... telophase... I remember reading this yesterday night..." He mumbled to himself before his eyes widened. Oh, yes, he did know the answer. Like a light bulb had been lit up, Jason smiled and wrote down the answer on the sheet neatly.

The final phase of cell division, in which membranes form around the two groups of chromosomes, each at opposite ends of the cell, to produce the two nuclei of the daughter cells. The spindle disappears, and the cytoplasm usually divides (in the process called cytokinesis). In mitosis, telophase is preceded by anaphase. In meiosis, telophase occurs twice, once as part of the first meiotic division (when it is usually called telophase I) and once during the second meiotic division (when it is usually called telophase II). During telophase I, the members of pairs of homologous chromosomes which have separated during anaphase I (anaphase of the first meiotic division) regroup at the two ends of the cell. During telophase II, the individual chromatids that separated during anaphase II (anaphase of the second meiotic division) regroup at the ends of the cell.

Jay smiled triumphantly. His lips curled up into a pleased smile and a happy glint was present in his eyes. He would at least get an A for this. Well, maybe he could get out early. Today was a rather nice day and he liked to indulge himself a nice, slow walk from school to the place. A soft chuckle passed Jason's lips. He wondered how his parents would react when they found out their perfect son fought with people on weekly basis...Probably not very well but still, it wasn't as if they would discover his secrets anytime soon. Well, he wasn't in the mood to fight today... Maybe next week... Hmm... he wondered if Mer would try to improve her social status today. It was still a... possibility.

Jason found his eyes drifted to Merida's form at the back of the classroom unwillingly. She was writing frantically and crossing whatever she wrote just as quickly, muttering curses after curses as she worked her way to the test. 'Well, I did tell her yesterday already. It's her fault for not listening to me...' Jason let his thoughts wandered for several minutes more until the bell rang, signalling the end of the class and its horrible pop quiz. Silently, Jason handed the teacher his answer sheet and flashed the man a smile, earning a knowing look for himself. He knew he was being a bit of a teacher pet but he couldn't help it. It was just too tempting having someone recognizing his talents.

He gathered his things and stacked them neatly in his bag before walking out of the classroom. He stood there, waiting for his sister to come out. No doubt she was in a very bad mood. That was alright, though. He was her twin. He could take it and besides, maybe this time she would actually listen to him when he gave her his advices. Smiling at the giggling group of girls, Jason waited for his sister.


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"Damn! What the hell is a 'telophase'? I read it somewhere, dang it!" Merida cursed softly under her breath, looking frantically as she tried her best to do the test. She hoped she would at least get a C... but even then she was realistic about her chance. Finally decided that she couldn't remember for her life what a 'telephase' was, Merida closed her eyes and decided to test her luck.


It's a name of a fish or something like that.

Slamming her pencil down, Mer was fully aware that she had made a very terrible mistake... but really, that was her best chance. She felt someone's eyes on her and she looked up in time to see Jason - her twin brother glanced away. Bastard... He was probably laughing at her misfortune. And if she was even more unlucky than this, the first thing he would tell her was 'I told you so' that cheerful, annoying voice of his. How she despised that voice! 'But it's your damned fault for not reviewing the lessons... Jason did tell us yesterday to review in case of a pop quiz. Knowing how much of a teacher pet he is, we should have listened to him' A voice in Mer's head said and she kicked it away. She didn't need to hear that voice right now.

The teacher came to her desk to collect her test. She handed him the test with a frown but it deepened when the man shook his head. Again with the comparison between her and Jason... Why did everything have to go around him? He wasn't the center of the universe! She harshly threw the rest of her books into the school bag and walked out. Maybe today she would fight to get rid of some frustration.

"Mer... You didn't do the test well, did you?" A voice said the moment she walked out of the classroom and Mer groaned. Why didn't Jason just leave her be? "I told you, Mer... You should have listened to me... Anyway, have you realized the truth behind my words?" Jason continued, oblivious to Merida's growing anger. "...You should have stayed away from those undesired students. They are making you look bad... Come with me, Mer... I can show you-"

Finally, at the end of her patience, Merida turned back to glare at her brother. "Why don't you show me how to mind your own business? Leave me alone!" She half-said, half-yelled at her brother, her face began to change into an ugly red. "Mer, surely you understand that I only have your best interest in mind. If you don't do what I said, I fear I would have to use more... drastic solutions..." Jason replied calmly though his voice had become strangely still. Merida ignored the threat. "And if you don't leave me alone, your reputation will be the last thing you have to worry about, Jason! Go back to your jolly group of friends! I'm pretty sure that guy, Molly, Maillo...something like that... will be happy to do your bidding."

"Stop that right there, Merida. You can insult me all you want but you will pull the line when it comes to my friends." The first hint of anger appeared in Jason's eyes. Merida was unfazed. "Oh, really? So, it's okay for you to insult my friends but it's not when it comes to your friends, Jason? Where's the hell is the fairness in all of that?" Jason actually growled and Merida spent a second to congratulate herself for being able to break through that annoying perfect mask of her twin.

"You know what you are, Jason? You are the antagonist in a book, the villain in a movie and the bastard in a roleplay!" She yelled the last part to his face and walked away, leaving a confused Jason behind. "What do you mean by 'a bastard in a roleplay', Mer? Come back and talk to me, sis! I order you to cease this disobedience now! Merida!" Jason yelled but Merida had already walked passed him and didn't even spare a glance his way.



Merida arrived before Jason did, which was a given, seeing that she practically ran from her twin. He was so annoying she wondered why no one had even bothered to punch a hole in his face yet. Probably it had something to do with that stupid mask he always wore. Why couldn't he just be like her? Showing her true face was a lot happier. She had friends, true friends to share her problems with. Oh, speaking of friends...

Merida's eyes lit up when she saw Josh sitting alone, drawing... as always of course. She called out happily, completely unaware of the attention she was drawing to herself "Josh! Josh!" She knelt down next to him and watched curiously as he drew. "Oh, are you trying a new technique? The picture looks smooth..." Sitting down, Mer asked absently. "...Are you going to fight today, Josh?"

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Character Portrait: Josh F Woodward Character Portrait: Jason Glenn Character Portrait: Merida Glenn

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Josh would be be finishing his drawing with a fine liner, careful strokes of the pen on the black hair and would smile when Merida came to him after shouting after him, he wouldn't look at her, just how he was, reserved and when Merida asked him about if he were going to fight he spoke, in a studious fashion...

''Some legends say the Yuki-onna, being associated with winter and snowstorms, is the spirit of someone who perished in the snow. She is at the same time beautiful and serene, yet ruthless in killing unsuspecting mortals. Until the 18th century, she was almost uniformly portrayed as evil. Today, however, stories often color her as more human, emphasizing her ghost-like nature and ephemeral beauty. She was known in Japan as the snow lady.'' He'd then lift the finished drawing up and looked at it, nodding in approval, his fingers stained with black.

He would then close his art book and slide it into his satchel and popped his art utensils into a smaller pouch in it too then he'd look at Merida with his tired icy blue hues. ''Okay, what is the matter? Don't tell me it nothing Mer, I know how you are feeling and I also know that only one person can make you so...angry...your brother.'' He would then cross his arms and look at Merida with a look on his face of 'spit it out.'

He would relax resting his head against the tree and closed his eyes. ''We have time to kill and if I can make you feel better, it is good time spent. So?''

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Character Portrait: Charley Labelle Character Portrait: Josh F Woodward

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Charley forced himself through the school day. It wasn't like it was so terrible hard that he was about to cry. No. It was because he was so fucking bored! He hated how teachers always droned on and on and on about something he already knew. He looked up at the clock, thankful there were only about like 3 minutes left. He wanted a fight, and he wanted it now. He'd been sharpening some of his skills, but he knew he has a long ways to go before he challenges someone higher than him.

Once the bell rang, Charley was probably this first out of the classroom. He slung his book bag over his shoulder, went to his lock, pretty much just threw it in and went to where "club activities" were being held.

Charley was ready for a fight and almost everyone knew it. He knew that he just couldn't let people touch him, and don't underestimate someone's skills.

"Who the fuck am I fighting today anyway?" He wondered out loud before he spotted Josh just chillin' by a tree. He barely knew the kid and had only fought him once which lead to him discovering Josh's fear of shadows and darkness. This just amused Charley to no end. So... To be mean, he decided to stretch out his own shadow (morphing it into the shape a a snake) and made it go after Josh.

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Character Portrait: Abigail Porter Character Portrait: Charley Labelle Character Portrait: Josh F Woodward Character Portrait: Ozymandias Bastion Character Portrait: Lexi Rose Character Portrait: James Patterson

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"I didn't hurt him. I just reminded him that it isn't safe to run through the school corridors."

Ozzy smirked slightly. It was like her to present one irritated act as a public service. He couldn't really blame her, though. Abby despised mess and disorganization and making her papers or books fly everywhere was one of the best ways to make her lose her temper. He chuckled at her next question, wordlessly sliding into step with her as they walked through the hall.

"I am quite sure that there are many who intend to challenge me. There are a few in particular that I..." he began, only to lose his train of thought from an unwelcome interruption. Ozymandias disliked Hal Humble. The boy was rude, loud, and had an unwarranted fixation on himself and Abby.

"I'm sure you're ready, right? Must be hard being at the top. You've gotta keep your eyes out for every possible threat. See you two tonight."


He laughed, his expression indulgent, like one he would give to a child that said something particularly clever, "I suppose it would be hard for one such as yourself."

When he and Abby were alone, his expression gave way to one of annoyance, "Misplaced bravado is tiresome."

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"And minding your business won't get you punched either."

"Where's the fun in that?"

James simply grinned at Lexi as he replied. He knew that inserting himself into her personal world was just asking for trouble, but there wasn't any other way to get her out of her shell. Besides, he could endure a few verbal barbs. He knew the line between annoying her and pissing her off enough for her to do something terrible to him. He thought so, anyway.

James entered the grounds, not too close to Lexi as he didn't intend to provoke her more, but still close enough to show he wasn't scared. He scanned the grounds for his friends from. He hated having his last class without the others in his clique. Fortunately for him, he spotted Josh. Unfortunately for them both, he wasn't the only. It seemed one of the Elites, Charley, had decided to ambush him. James did the only thing the occurred him: he ran over to the scene and mouthed off.

"Nice snake! I hope it compensates for your... unfortunate condition."

He coughed meaningfully. Okay, it wasn't an original insult, but it should be enough to make him lose his concentration.

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Josh would unwillingly be falling sleep from a passing breeze, russling leaves and the warm sun hitting him from above, the vibrate green leaves patterned their shaped shadows on him lightly as he rested his head on the tree with his arms folded and one leg over the other.

He would sigh out slowly as he started to drift off, his head tipping to the left, the sun warming his face further...

Then a instant darkness hit is face, the yellowish orange colour from the sun as his eyes were closed blackened like he were in a pitch black room. At first he dismissed it, thinking it were just the sun being hidden by passing cloud, though they were few but then it hit him...

If the sun were behind a cloud the heat from it would be lesser and the breeze more nippy and so he opened his tired eyes just to jump and hit the back of his head on the tree from the shock he could in his dream like state, groaning from the pain for a moment only to see Charley in the distance and frown.

Though he didn't frown for long as the blackened presence continued to chase him and as he were to jump up and fling his leather satchel over his head with a panicked gasp and start to walk off in fear he had someone and he looked up...

It was James, one of his friends but they were more like brothers despite having no family ties and he heard him shouting at Charley and he just watch, his hands tightly gripping at the strap of his satchel, his knuckles white from the how tight he was holding it and he looked petrified on the spot but James seemingly relaxed him some what but not enough for his wheezy breaths to stop.

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"Nice snake! I hope it compensates for your... unfortunate condition." He heard a voice yell. Turning, he realized it was James. "Yes. Because everything makes a connection to a man's dick size." he called out to him. He made the shadow snake break of into two, walking with it the farther it went. This second snake more or less disappeared from the eyes of the two boys and wrapped around so that it connected with Jame's shadow.

Still successfully having the original snake chase Josh, he allowed the other shadow to do one of his favorite tricks. The shadow around James' feet opened up and sucked James right into it. Popping him out into another shadow of a tree about 100 feet away from him and Josh. At this point, James should probably be very cold. He always was whenever he traveled by shadow.

This was actually the trick Charley had been working on. There had been many times where he'd gotten stuck in the ground trying to do it and there was always the possibility someone else could get stuck as well. Thankfully though, It seemed all of James popped out. This meant he was getting better. Which Charley loved.

"Now that the pest is out of the way." He said, turning to Josh, "Where were we~?"

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Josh watched as Charley simply banished James from him and he turned to James which popped out from the shadow another tree casted onto the floor. ''J-James!? Are you okay!?'' He shouted in a panicked voice then he'd turn back and see Charley walking closer to him with his shadowy figure in front of him..''Where were we~?'' Was all Charley said with a smirk on his face much to Josh's fear.

Josh would just stare at the shadow and slowly at flinging the strap of his leather satchel over his shoulder with shaky hands then he'd slowly look at Charley, his tired eyes became wary and the pupils were pin sized holes. He would stand there trying to stand his ground, his chest getting tighter and tighter as the shadow got closer and closer and at the last minute...he started to run, fast..

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Jason watched with a frown as Merida stormed off. She would most likely find her 'friends' and talk with them again. Why didn't she ever listen to watch he had to say? Jason honestly only wanted the best for her. 'You will regret this, Mer... You will see the light... I will make sure of that'. Jason thought, his eyes hardened. He clenched his fists tightly, bitter resentment swelled in his chest made it hard to breath. "Another argument? Maybe you should give her a bit of space, man," Jason jumped and looked at the direction he just heard the voice, hastily masked his face into a pleasant smile. "Oh, hello-" His smile dropped when he saw who had just talked to him.

Jason let the invisible mask on his face shatter the moment he realized no one was around to overhear him. "Milo..." He greeted tiredly and ran a hand through his hair in distress. He walked to his best friend and gave him a tiny smile. Many people had always wondered why Milo and Jason could be best friends. They were different in many aspects. One was honest and an open book, the other was a lying and manipulative bastard (Not that people could see that side of him...yet). One was easy-going, the other revengeful. It was a miracle they could get along at all let alone becoming best friends. However, Jason supposed it was the differences that drew them together, like the two poles of a magnet. Milo's honesty evened out Jason's lies and Jason's forceful personality made up for Milo's laid back nature.

And besides, Jason could never befriend a person like himself. He wouldn't be able to trust them and there would be no friendship beside mutual partnership, taking advantages of each other. Jason wouldn't be happy. "...Sometimes, I'm really jealous of you and your sis, Mil'..." Jay said, shooting another glance toward the direction where Merida had gone. "You have any tips to help me with...our relationship?" Jason asked easily, only half-joking. His shoulders slumped and he let out another hug sigh. "...Because I really need it right now..." he muttered quietly.

"Come on- wanna grab a bite before the club meeting?" Milo suggested and Jason immediately agreed, wanting to take his mind off the argument. He needed a clear head if he wanted to keep up with his mask. "Sure thing, bro... The usual place then?", Jason asked, the schoolbag was already in his hand. Well, he could use a good distraction, Jason absently thought.


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'Some legends say the Yuki-onna, being associated with winter and snowstorms, is the spirit of someone who perished in the snow. She is at the same time beautiful and serene, yet ruthless in killing unsuspecting mortals. Until the 18th century, she was almost uniformly portrayed as evil. Today, however, stories often color her as more human, emphasizing her ghost-like nature and ephemeral beauty. She was known in Japan as the snow lady.''

Merida listened with poorly disguise interest. When Josh finished his explanation, Mer whistled and clapped her hands "Dang, how the heck can you remember all that stuff?...I mean, I can barely remember half of the things I read an hour ago..." She squirmed uncomfortably under Josh's stare and after a minute or so, he spoke . ''Okay, what is the matter? Don't tell me it nothing Mer, I know how you are feeling and I also know that only one person can make you so...angry...your brother.'' At the mention of Jason, Merida scolded. She didn't even want to talk about him.

"...It's nothing... He's being an asshole... as usual, you know...And 'sides, I don't want to talk about it." Merida pouted and hugged her legs closed to her chest. "I just want a normal relationship with him and not him poking his mutated nose into my business... Is that too much to ask?" Mer mumbled angrily, thinking of the threat Jason had made. She couldn't possibly tell her friends that, they would leave her. They all had seen the real face of Jason and they all knew that he could be a threat if he wanted to. What a bastard!

''We have time to kill and if I can make you feel better, it is good time spent. So?'' Josh pressed but Merida remained stubbornly silent. She didn't want to talk about it and there was nothing Josh could do to force the words out of her. After awhile, Josh started to doze off and Merida let him be. He seemed tired and she wasn't in the mood to talk anyway. Unfortunately for the duo, Mer's ADD chose that exact moment to show up and she couldn't just stay still anymore. "Go get a coke, will come back ASAP, Josh..." She muttered lowly so as not to wake Josh. She stood up, dusted herself and left.



When Merida arrived to the spot she had left Josh, two cokes in her hands, one for herself and the other for Josh, she saw a scene that nearly made the blonde hair girl dropped her drinks in shock. Standing just a few meters away from them was Charley Labelle - an Elite and he was... bullying her friends - James and Josh. The realization hit Mer in the face like a bucket of ice had been dumped on her. In an instant, Merida felt hot, shearing, burning rage filled her very core. No one hurt her friends without her permission.

"Stop that right there, asshole!" Merida yelled, the anger dyed her words into an angry growl. Suddenly, it didn't matter if she was facing an Elite while she was at the bottom of the ladder. It didn't matter that she would have to hear Jason nag for months about responsibilities and hot-headness. It didn't even matter if half of the town would know she was special the moment she used her power. All it mattered was that there was a threat to her friends' sake. Merida wouldn't stand by and watch.

She ran to James' place and shook him. "Jamie, are you alright? Did that asshole do something to you? Oh my god, you're so cold..." She muttered worriedly, her lips pressed into a thin line. She stood up, determination shone in her eyes as she unscrewed her bottle of water and dump the content into her palm. The moment her fingers touched the water, it turned solid. She could use a solid diamond weapon right now. 'I'll probably be exhausted the moment the club starts' Mer thought before shaking her head. Better be exhausted than letting a pea-sized dick bullied her friends.

"Why don't you take someone your own size, fucker!?" Mer snarled, noticing that Josh was running. That's good, his power couldn't be used to defense himself this instance. Only Merida had the power to do so. And she would be damned before she failed her friends. With that thought in mind, Merida stood a little straighter, positioned herself between Charley and Jamie protectively.

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Charley was actually about to give up and leave Josh alone until Merida came in. "Stop that right there, asshole!" She said before going to check on James and then running straight up to him, "Why don't you take someone your own size, fucker!?"

Charley looked behind her to see Josh running away, with a frown he turned towards Merida. "Look. You ruined all my fun." He said, crossing his arms and looking down the girl. She was trying to intimidate him, but it wasn't working. He stepped on her shadow so that he could have an escape route in case she did attack.

He was annoyed. He'd come to play with Josh. Not some pissed off female. People should know by now that he never harmed anyone. Hell. Even Josh knew he's never hurt him. He's just fun to mess with. Now that he was annoyed, he didn't even want that girl in his sight. He used the same trick he used on James, sending her to the same spot as him. Except this time, it didn't fully work. He saw that her foot was still stuck in the ground. She'd have to dig it out if she wanted it out, and he sure as wasn't going to help him.

"I'll fight one of you two later. Just not now." He called to Merida and James, a smirk on his lips.

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Josh ran to the exit, a big iron gate with brick walls, casing the gate into place and he rested against the wall, his hair messed up from resting his head on it and he held his back stained left hand to his chest wincing in pain, sliding his right hand into a trouser pocket he took out a bottle of pills out from his pocket, opened the cap with a flick with his thumb and poured two pills into his left hand and threw them into his mouth and swallowed while he was slipping the pill bottle into his pocket again.

This was when he saw Charley pass him with a smirk on his face and he looked at him with a dagger filled glare before slipping pass him back through the gate and ran to James and Merida and started to dig out Merida's foot. ''Are you okay Mer? James what about you?'' He'd ask his voice wheezy from the pain he was currently having but he kept up his appearances as usual.

When he dug into the earth far enough he put his hands on Merida's ankle and pulled her foot from the earth and started wiping the dirt from her foot as well. ''You shouldn't of tried to help me you two...I know you meant well but I can...deal w-....with it okay?''

He would stand holding his chest hiding his pain with a long exhale of air from his lungs then he continued to speak. ''I know my power is a passive one but...it has its uses...''

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"Tiresome, yes, but it also means he'll be all the more entertaining to beat. You know, I'm half hoping that he would be stupid enough to challenge either of us. I'd love to put him in his place."

Ozymandias couldn't help but laugh at the thought as he walked beside his friend. Yes, it would be an interesting challenge to face Hal Humble in a fight. Superspeed vs Teleportation. Their powers were similar, but both offered their own unique strengths and weaknesses. Ozzy, of course, was confident that he could beat him. He made it his business to learn of everyone's strengths and weaknesses, both physically and mentally.

"I feel that you would make an excellent opponent for him. How can he run when he cannot even touch the ground. Even lightening or weighing down the around the field should give him trouble," he reasoned.

Ozzy took in the sight before him. It was fascinating how quickly people grouped together for innocent and not-so-innocent reasons.

"What a waste."

"Charley is simply enacting his pathology. I suspect an Inferiority Complex," he told Abbey. He focused his attention on her for a brief moment. The way the sunlight seemed to highlight her hair. The sight was ineffable. Ozzy looked away, forcing an end to one of many moments which were becoming more and more frequent.

"Of course, he refuses to permit me to psychoanalyze him. For some unfathomable reason, he doesn't seem to trust me," he told her, an ironic smile forming on his face.

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Really, sometimes he didn't think things through. One moment, he was mocking the prick that was harassing his best friend and the next, he felt like he was pulled into a blizzard at the North Pole: no light and no heat at all. He opened his eyes, finding himself 100 feet away from the scene. He cursed slightly, trying to push himself up. No one had ever used their powers to teleport him before and James decided that he didn't like it.

"Jamie, are you alright? Did that asshole do something to you? Oh my god, you're so cold..."

He looked up, smiling reassuringly at the girl talking to him. Like with Josh and Magnolia, Merida was a close friend and not just because they were in the same clique. She was just as impulsive as he was, if not moreso. Because of this, he felt extremely proud to see that Merida wasn't charging at Charley like he had. Perhaps she, unlike him, had learned to think before she acted.

"Why don't you take someone your own size, fucker!?"

Or, maybe not. James glanced at her hand. It looked like she froze some water to make a knife. Was that her power? Manipulating water? He had never seen her use her power before so he couldn't tell. It looked like she was going to tear into the prick, but Charley simply left. He smiled at Josh when he came running back. He stood up and gripped his friend's shoulder as he dug Merida's ankle out of the shadow it was stuck in.

''You shouldn't of tried to help me you two...I know you meant well but I can...deal w-....with it okay? I know my power is a passive one but...it has its uses...''

"Bullshit. You would have come running if it was me or Merida who was in trouble. That's what being a friend is. Oh, Jesus, I sound like some Disney Channel character," James joked lightly.

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Josh would smile lightly for a moment as James talked as he finished digging Merida's foot from the ground then slowly he'd get to his feet holding his chest then put the strap of his leather satchel over his shoulder again and sigh in relief from the pain he kept concealed in him yet his icy blue hues showed it and his sleepless nights so subtlety as he looked at the ground for a moment then he'd look at James, the smile gone.

''Of course, but for me, I won't come running...'' He would smile looking at the ground holding the strap of his satchel tightly that his knuckles were white as he continued. ''I am not worthy of such a act, I am just....'' He would clear his throat and look up. ''So will I see you two at the Club? I will not be fighting but I would like to see, what I can learn....'' He would ask like he never say anything just before, seems like a touchy subject...

Then he'd hear the English teacher and turn to see the man coming to him and he would frown looking at the ground as the teacher paced to him in great speed.

''Mr. Woodward...your chauffeur is waiting to-'' He would look at James and Merida for a moment then back to Josh. ''To take you to your appointment. It is important, you know that.''

Josh would close his eyes. ''I don't want to go Sir.'' The Teacher would raise his brow and look at James and Merida again before talking once more. ''M- Josh...You have too, you know that. It is for your own good.'' The Teacher would sigh taking his work phone out and look at Josh. ''Don't make me call your father Josh.''

Josh would turn his head sharply to the English teacher and grit his teeth. ''Fine!....Fine...I will go...I don't need my dad involved.'' He would then turn away from the teacher who was now standing behind him. ''I will meet you both at the club...I have an appointment..'' He would turn and be followed from behind by the teacher, Josh was now in a bad mood..

As Josh was walked out from the gate of the school other students looked at him some giggled and the teacher opened the door of the black car. ''It is for you Josh..'' Josh would just nod and get sat into the car, putting his seat belt on and the teacher would shut the door of the car and turn to see the same giggling and pointing students back to normal and he would simply shake his head as he walked away....the car soon left with Josh inside...

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"Well, it probably helps that they are a good bit younger than me, y'know? But I think that the problem is how overbearing you can be," Jason looked away, refusing to listen to Milo's words. He had always been rather stubborn about his point of views on things. Clenching his hands tightly, Jason waited for Milo to continue. "I mean, with Leia and Alex, I let them do what they want, so long as they aren't going to, y'know, injure themselves or something. They are their own people, not just my sisters," Jason opened his mouth to argue but finally decided against the idea. He didn't like fighting with his best friend. Both of them had a rather different views about things. And really, they could sit all day arguing about their differences. There were things that Jason accepted about Milo and vice versa. To be honest, it was a miracle on its own that the two of them could be best friends.

"Probably doesn't help that you keep trashing her friends, though," Jason laughed out loud at this. Oh, yes, that was probably correct. "Haha, you're probably true about that..." He nodded. Yeah, he knew that already. Trashing one's friends didn't really leave a good impression. However, he couldn't, really couldn't control his annoyance when he looked at Merida's friends. He still didn't understand what Merida saw in the bunch of them... because Jason seriously couldn't. He sent Milo a small smile and shrugged. "Let's drop it, kay? I don't feel like talking about her...I may consider your words later..."

"Best burgers and shakes in town- of course, the usual place," Jason chuckled at Milo's tactic, finding it amusing. He walked faster than Milo and called over his shoulder as he broke into a run "Race you there, Milo~ Winner gets a free meal!" He grinned and ran out of the school, determined not to lose to Milo in this silly race.



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''You shouldn't of tried to help me you two...I know you meant well but I can...deal w-....with it okay?'' Josh said and tried to pull Merida's leg out of the soil.

"Oh come on, I can do it myself..." Merida said and shook her leg slightly, sending dirt everywhere. Punching Josh's shoulder lightly, she continued seriously. "Never say that again, okay? We are friends. We look out for each other... Even I don't go around and tell everybody that I can deal with everything myself." She held Jamie to get up and nodded in agreement with what he said.

"Bullshit. You would have come running if it was me or Merida who was in trouble. That's what being a friend is. Oh, Jesus, I sound like some Disney Channel character," Smirking, Merida joked lightly. "Yeah, and the next thing we know, you will start spilling stuffs about world peace and unicorns..." She patted Jamie's shoulder roughly and said. "However, I agree with Jamie. I won't ever abandon my friends. Never ever."

She coughed, looking terribly awkward by the 'cheesy' conversation. "Can we change subject now? Talking about mushy mushy things isn't my strong suit. I prefer my fist to my words..." As a teacher approached the group and took Josh with him, Merida turned to face Jamie. "Let's go to the Club first, shall we? We can find two seats for Maggie and Josh, too..." She picked up her school bag and slung it over her shoulder. She turned to face Jamie with a raised eyebrow as if asking 'Are you coming or what?'

"We may have to fight today, just so you know. I think I may have accidentally pissed off Labelle... He's a fucking sadomasochist if I have ever seen one and believe me... Pretty sure the bastard, Jason I mean, is one, too..." Merida informed at last as she remembered Charley's warning. Oh well, she would deal with it if he really challenged her. She was just worried that Jamie might hurt himself. She could probably take a few hits before she failed or something. However, unlike Jason, she didn't want to be hurt. Merida snorted and muttered under her breaths "Wanting to be hurt to get high... Why the fuck do I have to have such troublesome twin?"

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Abby laughed quietly, quite clearly finding the idea of Charley letting Ozzy psychoanalyse particularly amusing. He smiled slightly. He had always liked her laugh. It wasn't often that she did laught, but it wasn't rare either. It fit remarkably well with her personality: neither aloof nor overly sociable.

"Now, why wouldn't he trust you?"


"I really have no idea. I know more about the mind than the so-called psychology teachers at this school. Honestly, it is quite embarassing. The school needs to raise their standards," Ozzy told her with a smirk. Really, he didn't mean that. He understood perfectly well that his abilities already made him smarter than most adults. In fact, had he wanted to, he would have graduated early and gone to college this year. He had, of course, opted to stay in town, mostly to make connections with other people for his plans for the future, but also because there were certain people he didn't want to leave just yet.

Abby shifted her bag on her back and turned to face Ozzy, "So, what are you doing before the Club meeting tonight?" She asked, "It's definitely too hot to stay inside all afternoon."

Ozzy frowned slightly, studying his friend for a moment. Things had become different between them, this much was true. Both of them had modified their interactions with each other, an interaction that had remained unchanged since they were children. She wanted him to hang out with her, but she didn't want to come out and ask and he had conflicted feelings about that. At last, however, he smiled.

"We can warm ourselves up at the tennis court. No powers or over-exertion. We need to be at our best tonight."

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James frowned slightly as he saw Josh go with one of the teachers. He caught some things about his father and it being "for his own good". He sighed. He knew that Josh was keeping something from him and the others, but whenever he asked, Josh was able to deflect or move the conversation in the other direction.

"Let's go to the Club first, shall we? We can find two seats for Maggie and Josh, too..."


He paused in his musings to catch Merida's annoyed look and shrugged wordlessly as he followed after his friend. Hopefully, they would be able to get good seats. Some of the kids from the upper cliques had the habit of forcing them out of all the good seats. Truthfully, he was worried about Maggie too. She was much too gentle for these fights. He laughed slightly at Merida's next words.

"We may have to fight today, just so you know. I think I may have accidentally pissed off Labelle... He's a fucking sadomasochist if I have ever seen one and believe me... Pretty sure the bastard, Jason I mean, is one, too... Wanting to be hurt to get high... Why the fuck do I have to have such troublesome twin?"

"No offense, but Jason is a psychopath. Still, he seems to care about you... In a strange, semi-twisted, sort of way," he told her honestly. He didn't bother softening up the truth. He wasn't able to anyway. Still, he steered the conversation away to a topic he knew she and Josh would tease him mercilessly about.

"I think I kind of pissed Lexi off today. Not enough for her to do something drastic. I just can't help but prod her, though. She puts up walls and my instinct is to poke at them until I find a hole through," he told her conversationally.

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