I'm worse at what I do best, and for this gift I feel blessed. Our little group has always been, and always been until the end... (Always Open.).

Jayley
I think about it "Hmm...and what's with the curfew? And the Snow guy?" There were so many questions I had, my head was spinning. I wanted to punch something a few times, sometimes that was the best cure when my brain got all fuzzy

Lillian: I turn around and wait for him to go, all the while thinking about other things. Cheerleading would be first, of course. Maybe then the athletic kids? Joel. Was much too easy. And of course, I remember Hayden...

George: I crept down to the basement, following the path that the Outcasts had left. Not so much a visual trail, but I could sense they had gone through. When I heard voices nearby I hid around a corner, my new notebook and pen scrawling every word.

Hayden: "The Outcasts prowl at curfew, I hear. As for Snow - I don't speak with him. He's a friend of my rival."

Mikey: "Okay, fine then." I left and went back to the table.

Snow: I start heading up the stairs. "There's more to the story, believe me. But right now, I need to go find Mikey. It's not safe for us right now..."

Anastasia - I look at Jenks, "Wow, who knew school could be this..." I couldn't think of a word.

Jayley
"Why can they stay out...what is different about them?" Then I made up my mind- I was going to the basement

George: Snow came around the corner, starting up the stairs. I froze as he passed. Had he really not seen me?

Mikey: I kept walking, and I wondered what the hell was Lillian's problem. She couldn't play innocent with me, not after she said she smelt the angel blood inside me.

Hayden: "If you want to know so badly, then find out for yourself!" I snapped, and began to dribble again with a shrug. "Don't say I didn't warn you."

Lillian: I look at my hand, the one tat had grasped his. There's a tiny smear on it now, from the cut. I lick it and smile to myself. Yes, I think Alkson owes me a little taste of something now.

Anastasia - "This is so weird..." I sigh.

Jayley
"I'll keep it in mind..." I said slowly, shocked by her sudden mood swing "hey, what kind of sports do they offer here?"

Hayden: "Every sport that's offered at any school!" I smiled, my mood lifting. I loved talking about sports "Field hockey, lacrosse, basketball, soccer, swimming, wrestling, football, tennis...cheer leading..."

(Snow should find Mikey now.)

Jayley
"Wow, that's pretty impressive. Lots better than my last school...hey, are there any kinds of marshal arts? And when are the basketball sign ups?" My eyes brightened

(Feild hockey!!!!!!!!!!)

Snow: "Hey, Mikey! Mike!" I call when I finally see him.

Jenks: "You're telling me. Damn it, I wish there was a way we could talk to Carla and Rusty again." I bite my thumb in thought.

Mikey: "What is it, Snow?" I ask. I wonder why he needs me.

Anastasia - "They sound amazing," I say.

(Pavie: Is there something wrong with field hockey? And wow, George went unnoticed on the basement stairs...cool yo)

Hayden: "Marital Arts? Hmm, probably," I shrugged with a grin. "Tryouts are in November."

(what time of year is it there?)
Jayley
"Cool...hey, want to try some one on one?" I ask, nodding at her soccer ball.

Jenks: "I was there for the last two years if it. I have to admitt, they were hella amazing. Too bad they both had to hit graduation last year." I wince at the thought. This year would be Snow's turn.

Snow: "Where have you been?! We need to go back to the basement now!"

Mikey: "Some girl randomly needed to go to the nurses office, and then. . ." I held up my hand where she had cut it. "What's wrong though?"

Anastasia - "Wait, isn't Snow graduating this year?" I ask. "What does that mean? Who will lead?"

(No, I play it. That's my lurve. ;D)

Kinley: Damn it, I smell that guy again. Like asthma and pencil shavings. I open the door and put my foot on his head when he falls o the floor. "What?!" I hiss.