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Carson didn't notice the lack of interest in Sloane's voice, she knew that the other girl wasn't entirely happy about something, but she didn't know what or why. As Sloane spoke to Brantley again, she turned and swept her bag onto her shoulders, ready for the day to start already. The sooner it began, the sooner lunch would come and the sooner the end of the day would come. Her eyes flicked to the conversation between her boyfriend and Justin, but found no interest there.

"I'm going to head to class," she said to no one in particular.

Having first period drama was great, her teacher loved her and she loved being in there early. It was a good class to wake up to. Plus, if, like that morning, there wasn't anything that interesting going on, she could just go in there and finish up any homework that she had. Or, if she didn't feel like participating she could just go to the library and relax.

She felt Caleb's familar, calloused fingers wrap around her wrist and pull her into him and kiss her gently in farewell. Carson moved away from him quickly and moved back to Brantley, a light smile still playing on her lips.

"Lunch together?" she asked softly. Caleb would have some sort of meeting for football and even when he didn't, they rarely ate together.

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Caleb chuckled slightly at Justin's response. Practice always made them tired. Especially two-a-days, which they'd had since Monday. Just because they were playing the school's main rival the next evening, it was suddenly important that they won. Not that they didn't normally win, but their coach seemed to be doubting them lately.

"I know what you mean," he said with his easy smile and a slight chuckle.

He saw his sister walk by, but was distracted by Carson saying good-bye to notice the way that he looked at his sister. The fact that his sister went to the same school as him was not a fact that he appreciated. They got along alright at home, but in public they constantly bickered. His attention turned back to Justin and then around the halls, searching for Lauren.

The two had been talking quite a lot lately and he was enjoying getting to know her. Before her it had been someone else, and someone else before that one. Carson was too naive and trusting to ever suspect anything and he took full advantage of that.

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Listening to Sloane reply to Carson's question about cross country, Brantley had almost forgotten the fact that she did that. Oh well. She seemed a bit bothered by something as she spoke, but he didn't question since she wasn't making it totally apparent. His eyes flickered to Carson as she moved away a bit, but he made himself pull his attention back to Sloane, sensing that their conversation wasn't over yet. It would seem rude to end it right there. As she mentioned a meet today, he smiled a bit. The idea of going and watching people run long distances was interesting. He had never done that one before. Maybe if the weather cooperated he would go. Most likely not alone, but he'd get someone to go.

"Oh, that's cool. Maybe I'll stop by and watch," he replied with a smirk, watching her take a sip out of her mug.

Seeing Carson and Caleb kiss out of the corner of his eye, Brantley tried his best to pretend like he didn't see it. Just seeing it made him feel unsettled. But within moments she was back over to him, smiling like nothing happen. If only he could bounce back like that.

Brantley turned a bit to face her, smiling back and listening to her speak her question. It was the same as always: would they have lunch together or not? More often then not they did, but sometimes one of them had something to do. Yet on this day Brantley had nothing.

"As always," he said with a side-smirk, watching her face for some sort of reaction.

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Justin was simply watching his friends, staying mostly silent except for the small conversation him and Caleb had. He only smirked at Calebs final comment. Feeling his pocket vibrate three times he dug the phone out and checked the text. "In the hall by our lockers" he sent simply. Quite a few of them had lockers in the same hallway. It was coincidental and easy which Justin loved. He sighed as he looked away when Caleb and Carson kissed. He liked PDA but didn't feel the need to watch it.

All Justin wanted right now was to go home and sleep. Unfortunately that he could not do. He simply backed up across the hall to where his locker was, grabbed his binder and book, tossing his gym bag inside then closing it. He came back to the group, at least he was ready for his day now. He had a feeling it'd be good and he hoped he was right.

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Carson's smile warmed to a mild glow, she loved eating lunch with Brantley. It was like being back in time, where they were a completely different world that was all their own. The two of them could talk about anything, she was always completely candid with him and he knew everything about her and the way that she felt about people.

"Good answer Brant," she said buoyantly, her smile still on her face, "I'll meet you on the steps out front after fourth."

She touched his arm gently as she walked away from him. Carson jumped easily into the crowd, walking to the theater. The bell was bound to ring soon and Carson wanted to be there somewhat early. She slid into the auditorium quickly, sliding onto the stage and waiting until the bell rang.

[[Gahh, I'm sorry :(]]

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Lauren was making her way through the hall, avoiding the calls that came from other groups. At this point she was just trying to make it through to where she could find someone she actually liked. She wasn?t making much effort, not even looking up from the screen of her phone, but she was just looking for one person.

Suddenly she was stopped. She had run directly into someone, without looking up she apologized and began her way around him or her, but before she had the chance to leave, she looked up. How convenient, the one person she was looking for. ?Caleb.? She began, sliding her phone into her back pocket and simultaneously running her fingers through the front of her hair. ?Long time no talk.?

Her voice was obviously upset. They hook up one time and no word from him for weeks. She found out later he had begun to date Carson, but she honestly didn?t care if he was dating Angelina Jolie. For once, Lauren had actually gotten played.

occ} hah. crapppy.

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Justin spun around when he heard Laurens voice. He saw she had ran into Caleb and debated on walking over. He decided to and walked the few steps over to them "Late, tsk tsk" he said looking to her. He knew he probably interrupted them, he'd probably be pummeled later for it but at this point he didnt care to terribly much. His phone buzzed but he ignored it, the warning bell, which usually gave them about 5 more minutes to rush to class rang and he ignored it all.

[Gross...no inspiration AT all]

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Sloane's face lit up as she heard Brantley mention that he would come to her meet. She opened her mouth to reply, but saw that Carson had already re-captured his attention and for once Sloane was glad this had happened because it spared her the embarrassment that would have inevitably come with whatever pathetic and idiotic statement she had been about to make.

Listening to her friends discuss their plans for lunch, a luxury that Sloane had not given herself when she had planned out her schedule, Sloane turned and left the group without a word. She started for her first class, Latin, wondering why Brantley would want to come to her meet and if he really would. He probably wouldn't, Sloane decided as she slipped into the middle desk in the second row (where she sat in every classroom). Brantley was probably just being nice.

But what if he had been serious? What if he really did come to the meet? Sloane's stomach flip-flopped at the thought. If he did then she would have to win because no one ever noticed the person who came in second. She had won the meet against that school the previous year but that didn't matter. They might have someone new. Or one of the old runners might have worked really hard over the summer. Or there was always the girl that had been on crutches for the entire season last year, maybe she was fast... But it wouldn't matter because he probably wasn't going to come.

No, there was nothing to worry about, Sloane told herself as she reached into her backpack to take out her notebook along with her neatly typed homework while she waited for class to begin.

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Brantley laughed softly at what she said, smiling back at her. Nodding to her words about meeting her outside again before lunch, he waved a quick goodbye before watching her move off through the crowd. The 5 minute bell went off and he realized he hadn't even made it to his locker yet. Moving quickly through the masses, he hurried to the other side of the building where his locker was. He fumbled with the dial as he tried to move quickly, knowing that he couldn't be late to his math class.

Thoughts of Carson kept running through his head and kept a smile from making it's way onto his face. He felt so awful every time he was alone, just thinking about her. It was a bit lame and soft of him, but he really, really loved her They were best friends. They knew everything about each other, and yet he felt like he was stuck now. Just the friend. It made him a bit angry almost.

Sighing, he swung his backpack back up onto his shoulder, shutting the locker and hurrying down the hall to his math class. There wasn't much time for him to waste or else he'd be later which wasn't what he wanted. Thankfully he made it in time, with a minute or two to spare, quickly picking his seat on the far left side near the windows.

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Caleb was instantly irritated when he felt someone collide with him. At least, he was until he saw that it was Lauren. His warm, coaxing smile teased his features up and filled them with warmth. He was glad to see the pretty blonde. Caleb could hear the hurt in her voice as she spoke, which made his smile droop slightly, he didn't like it when girls got upset with him. He didn't handle tears fairly well.

"Lauren, I-" he broke off when Justin arrived, not wanting to apologize in front of him.

Not that he felt that he had anything to apologize for, he just wanted to smooth things over. Caleb knew that she was more than likely upset because she was normally him in this situation. His smile returned instantly, but it wasn't there in the same capacity that it had been before.

"-it's good to see you too. We should catch up later," he murmured to Lauren with a slight smirk, before slipping away from the two.

He wasn't in the mood to watch Justin fall over himself for her, or vice versa. Caleb knew that the bell had rung recently, but he could be late to his math class without it being a big deal. The teacher was more than used to his being late. Especially on two-a-day mornings. Most of his teachers were chill with him doing whatever he liked because he did football. It was one of the perks.

Strolling to his locker, he grabbed his notebook and book and headed slowly to his classroom. The small smile still was present on his face, seeing Lauren had put him in an impossibly good mood. He entered the class with ease, greeting the teacher with his award-winning smile before sliding into the open desk beside Brantley. Oh, him. He'd nearly forgotten that they had the class together and the smile seemed to slid off his face a little bit.

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Carson stood on the stage, and dropped her backpack from her shoulders as the bell rang. She was entergetic that morning, moreso than on most mornings. Sometimes, she could feel the friction between Brantley and Caleb and she never knew what had ignited it. The fact that her best friend and her boyfriend weren't exactly friends didn't escape her and what made it worse was that she didn't know how to fix it.

Plus, there had been a fairly vulgar rumor floating around about Caleb and some girl from San Fran that made her slightly nervous. Apparently, they'd hooked up at a party that weekend. But he hadn't mentioned anything or acted any differently, and surely he would at least act differently if he'd cheated on her, right? Of course, there had been rumors like this before that had simply blown over and she really didn't have a reason not to trust him.

It wasn't until the teacher said her name that she realized that she'd been walking around the stage in a slightly odd fashion. She simply made a joke about it and laughed it off with ease, causing the rest of the class to laugh with her instead of at her. Carson was simply happy that it was dark enough that they couldn't see the light pink her cheeks had become. The late bell rang as Carson sat on the edge of the stage once again and class began.

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Jillian watched her brother's group, silently amused by everything going on and the subtle facial expressions everyone showed. Most mornings she threw herself into different crowds of people and talked, but that morning she was content with just watching the world go by.

The loud sound of the bell brought her mind back into focus, and she straightened herself, then made her way into her first period class, AP literature. She dropped her bag, then slid into her seat near the back of the classroom. She was glad it was her first class, as she seemed to do better in Literature, plus she could actually focus.

[[hah ew.. I apologize for stupidity in posts, I've never even been into a highschool and honestly don't really know anything about what it's like haha.]]

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Brantley eyes flickered up as someone came and sat down next to him. As he realized who it was, he had to try his best to not let out a sigh and roll his eyes. He had a hard time getting along with Caleb. It was difficult pretending like they were friends, but of course that really only happened when Carson was around. Other then that, the two of them didn't get along. But that was fine with him.

As the teacher moved on with going over the homework, he followed along as well as possible, never really being good at math. He was smart, but math wasn't his forte. He would quickly scribble down the right answer and follow as the teacher explained it. That was usually how he learned in that class.

[[ugh, that was terrible. Sorry. Idk if we should skip forward?]]

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[[skipping forward is fine with me. But, where did everyone go? I'll ff to lunchtime? I can fix it/delete it if you want to wait for everyone else, or whatever. :)]]

Carson left her fourth period in a rush. AP Calculus was not her favorite class; she was excellent at it, but it was kind of boring, plus she wasn't a fan of some of the seniors in the class. They were friends of Calebs and tended to be jerks to her. And they things that they had been talking about had been a little unnerving. The rumors that surrounded him and their relationship swallowed her sometimes and it was hard for her to escape from its clutches. Which sucked, because most of the time she was way above any gossip.

Grumpily, she dumped her books and binder into her locker and grabbed the lunch that Natalie, her maid of sorts, had packed for her. She recomposed as much as possible, not wanting Brantley to notice that something was wrong. Carson didn't know if she wanted to explain to him, or talk to him about this. She didn't want to hear 'I told you so' or 'then why are you staying with him?' come from Brantley. If he said anything along those lines, then she would really be unsure of what to do.

Wetting her lips quickly, she closed her locker and headed through the halls towards the front steps. Her freckled skin was instantly warmed by the rays, but it barely registered in her mind. She was more distracted than normal. Carson found the wall that Brantley waited for her on and she easily hopped up on to it, knowing he wouldn't take that long.

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[[i don't know where everybody went... We'll ff though. That's fun with me.]]

Making it through math and an anatomy class, Brantley was thankful as he exited the classroom. He moved quickly through the hall, but he wasn't fast moving through the crowds. Since it was lunch, everyone was crowding everywhere. He didn't want to be late to meet Carson, but with this hall traffic, that wasn't going to happen.

Reaching his locker, he quickly dumped his stuff in and grabbed his lunch. He kicked it shut and sighed, pushing his way through the people towards the front of the school. Brantley pushed his glasses up as he pushed the front school door open with the other hand. Seeing Carson right away, a smile lifted on his face, glad to see her after a long morning.

"Hey hey hey, how's it going?" he said as he came close enough for her to hear. He smiled brightly as he jumped up onto the ledge. Sitting on her right, he pulled his backpack off and set it down next to him.

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[[sorry, it's been really busy !!!]]

Carson could feel her lips instantly lifting into a smile. Brantley was the only person in the world who could make her smile when she was upset about something. His greeting was really all she needed to distract her from anything that could possibly be wrong in her life. With a slight pause, she opened the lunch bag and pulled out an apple.

"It's going," she said, her smile fading everso, "How about you B?"

She slung her leg over the wall so that she was facing him completely, more comfortable like this. Carson gently swung her feet against the wall, not being able to sit for too long. She bit into the apple, happy for the sweetness to contrast her day. It was one of her favorite parts of fall, there were always fresh apples around.

"Are you going to Sloane's meet?"

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Smiling at her, Brantley pulled his backpack open and grabbed his sack lunch, setting it on his lap. His eyes flickered from the paper bag up to her face, back and forth as he listened to her speak a reply and returning question. He could see when she spoke she was trying to cover something up by shrugging it off casually. He was smarter than that and he didn't easily fall for it. But he could tell she was trying to change the focus onto him, so he wasn't going to press unless she let on about it more.

"Eh, okay. You know, school," he said, shrugging and then giving a small returning smile.

Hearing her question after a few moments, he paused after pulling his sandwich out, surprised she'd bring something like that up. It didn't bother him, it was just... an interesting question. He looked back over at her through his glasses, thinking momentarily, watching her eat as he did.

"Um... I don't know. I guess? Would you want to join me?" he asked, raising his eyebrows in a joking way, smirking. He hoped he could get her to come, them it wouldn't be quiet so boring, just watching people run.

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Lauren swung herself down into the driver seat of her car. She had spent her lunch out getting some form of decent food, no cafeteria bull for her. She flipped open her phone checking the time before sliding her fingers along the screen, typing out a new message.

"meet me in the parking lot. five minutes. better be there, or we have problems." Her fingers slid across the send key and then found their way to Calebs name in her phonebook. It wasn't like Lauren to let people take advantage of her, and Caleb wasn't any different. She knew they had to figure out how this whole thing was going to work. If he was dating Carson, they would have to make anytime they met nonchalant as possible, everything had to have a logical reason that wouldn't make people think twice. for this reason alone she had an extra spicy ceaser chicken wrap sitting in its own bag on the passenger seat. a lunch run wouldn't make people talk.

pulling into her numbered parking space, she pulled her sunglasses down to read the time on the dash. she slowly lifted herself out of the car before clicking the lock. now, it was just time to wait, leaning up against her car like nothing new. Lauren counted the minutes in her head, hoping she hadn't been blown off again.

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Carson could feel her features flickering to a small smirk. She searched his features for any hint of a reaction one way or another. She couldn't remember the last time he'd admitted to liking someone, and she was curious how he fellt about Sloane. Carson wasn't a fan of sharing Brantley with other people, especially other girls, but she liked to know everything ahead of time; it helped her adjust.

"I don't know, I mean," she paused, her smirk growing with a slight, bubble of a laugh, "You'll be there, so it might be kind of lame."

As she finished her apple, she grabbed her peanut butter sandwich and slowly pulled off a small bite. Bread and peanut butter were the only way she would eat a sandwich, she was not a fan of meat; but vegetarian was much too strong of a word to describe her because she would, every once and a while, eat chicken, fish, or sushi.

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Caleb pulled his phone out of his pocket, his thumb slid easily across the screen, unlocking it. He read the text from Lauren and could feel himself smiling as he slid the phone back into his pocket. She was much more entertaining than any of his more recent hook-ups. Probably because she was so much like him. He stood from the table where the rest of his football buddies were eating and headed casually down the hallway.

He wandered out the back door, attempting to avoid the wall where he knew Brantley and Carson would be eating. Caleb easily spotted Lauren's car, knowing where her park spot was, and he headed towards it. With a quick rap on the passenger side window, he opened the door and slid into her car.

"You're a bit demanding, did you know that?" he questioned, a warm, teasing smile on his face as he looked over at her.

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"thats what they tell me." she smiled out, tossing the wrap in his direction. "but you're not that easy going yourself."

her words flew across the car as more of an insult than anything else. she tried not to look at him, give him a piece of his own medicine, but she couldn't help but show a slight smirk, her eyes staring from behind her sunglasses.

"so hows Carson? better than me i suppose since you didn't call after that night. but i understand, you've got a rep to uphold that i would ruin?"

occ} sorry my posts are really crappy. im working off notepad on a laptop lol

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Brantley let out a laugh as she spoke, her words and actions humoring him. She had a good sense of humor and it always made him laugh. That was only one of many reasons why he liked her. It was hard not to show it when she did stuff like that. So instead of looking at her much longer, he averted his eyes down t his sandwich and lifted it to his mouth, taking a bite of his ham sandwich.

"I think you'd be lame not to go," he spoke up, giving her a goofy, teasing grin and then giving a small chuckle. Pushing his glasses up on his nose he set his sandwich down on his lap and then picked out his water bottle, slowly unscrewing the lid.

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Rather than joining the river of students that flooded out of the building to eat their lunches in the bright sunlight, Sloane went the opposite direction. She stopped briefly at her locker to grab her lunch then continued on her way to the library. Ever the overachiever, Sloane volunteered as a tutor during the lunch period. Mostly she did it to make her resume look better for when she had to start applying to colleges but it had a few other perks (namely the various jocks that ended up getting sent to her for extra help in their classes which sometimes led to after school "study sessions"). And she was good at it too. After spending hours trying to organize the information in ways that made sense to her, Sloane was good at explaining things so that people could actually understand.

She had always hated lunch too. It was all just sitting around and making conversation and eating. It used to make her nervous and fidgety. So eventually Sloane had resorted to skipping lunch to run on the track, a habit that was apparantly unhealthy which just made people watch her even more carefully. Which Sloane had hated. Tutoring had been her only option.

Taking a seat in the library, across from a frizzy haired freshman, Sloane pulled out her salad and began helping the girl outline an essay about Manifest Destiny.

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Justin slacked his way through the morning classes which proved to have worked as he listened to the lectures and high tailed it out of each class. When the lunch bell rang he quickly ran out to his truck and grabbed his sandwhich and sat on the hood like always, sometimes people joined him but mostly he liked to watch people. Bentley and Carson on their wall, as per usual. One thing was different though, Lauren was with Caleb in her car. He saw the toss of a food item but he didnt get out after which made him continue to spy..er, watch.

He took a bite of his turkey sandwhich and leaned on the windsheild. 'if he doesn't get out in 5 minutes i'll text her' he thought.

5 minutes rolled by and they were still talking. "Gone out for lunch again?" he sent. He locked the phone and stuffed it in his pocket. He ripped his eyes from the car in case she looked to his truck when she recieved it, if she even looked to it.

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[[i hate the internet...]]

Caleb grinned at her response, enjoying the fact that she was so outspoken. It was the complete opposite of Carson, she was introverted and didn't share much with him unless he dragged it out of her. He deftly caught the wrap and took a small bite, surprised by the spice that took over his tongue. Caleb didn't react in any mannerism though, he liked spicy foods, and this was perfect.

He glanced at her sunglasses, wishing she wasn't wearing them because then he could make eye contact with her; he was much better when he could tell what they were thinking. Caleb frowned at her second comment. Why hadn't he called her? He didn't have any idea

"You wouldn't have ruined my "reputation"," he said soothingly, squeezing her knee in a soothing manner, "I'm sorry I didn't call though."

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"Well, then I guess I have to go, because I wouldn't want you to think I was lame," she said with a slight chuckle.

Carson stuffed her trash into her bag once she was done with her food. She quickly took a sip from her nalgene, enjoying the cold water. Her eyes flickered over the parking lot and the other people that were eating outside. She looked back at Brantley after a few minutes, lost in her own thoughts.

"How long do they normally last?"

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Brantley smiled at her as she spoke and then went back to eating his sandwich, glad she had agreed to go. He didn't really know if it would be fun or not, but it would be nice to support Sloane. They were all friends and that's what friends did for each other.

Eating his lunch slowly as the silence fell between the two of them, he let his eyes wander around the school's exterior, watching the other students sit in the grass and walk around outside. They were lucky to have such great weather all the time. Eating outside was one of his favorite things about the school day.

"Oh, well, I think most people run for about twenty minutes? I'm not sure. It can't be too long," he said, looking back at her and shrugging.

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I just wanted to let everyone know I added two more twists the to story in the first post so ShadowHowling has a spot for her two people. So if you would all just check it out, that would be great. :]

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Nova Chavez

Age:17

Grade:Senior

Personality:Nova is friends with everybody, never really quick to judge or pick out flaws. She is outgoing and quick whitted. Nova loves her true friends being just as loyal and honest to them, as they are to her. On the other side of the coin, Nova can be catty and sarcastic. She is also very protective over anybody she is close to. Sometimes to the point of seeming jealous. Nova tries to hide her bad traits but if you push her enough, she might show you her dark side.

History : Nova grew up in the Dominican, but moved to New Jersey when she was 15. She remembers the Dominican well and sometimes wishes to go back. Her parents were never born into rich families, so Nova never knew what it was like to have nice things. Nova's father was a hard working buisness man, and her mother a seamstress. One day her father was found by a man in the US, who offered him a high paying job, which they took. Nova remembers the day she moved into the huge house she could call her own, and she also remembers Brantley. He was her closes friend for about a year and a half. When Nova was 16 she had to move again, somewhere far, she doesn't really remember where. All she remembers is once again missing her friends, especially Brantley. Now, her fathers company has moved to Cali and Nova is happy she will get to stay here.

Looks:Nova Chavez is what you would call a goddess on earth, having grown up into her body. Although she is fairly short, standing at 5'4", with a small frame to match. Nova has the looks to kill with curves, pericing brown eyes, and pouty lips. She has dyed blonde hair that is naturally a wavy curl, but she straightens it usually. Nova's skin is practically flawless and sliky to the touch. Most guys can't but stop and stare.

Person number: 5

Other: is currently living with Brantley.

I'll finish his tommarow. I'm so tired and have no muse.

Anbessa Chavez [Andy]

Age:17

Grade:Senior

Personality:

History:

Looks:

Person number:

Other:

Edited by ShadowHowling.

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Carson nodded at his answer, twenty minutes of her life wouldn't be that big of a deal. In fact, it wouldn't be a deal at all. It would be a new, interesting experience for her and now that they were planning on doing it, she was fairly excited about it. Carson ran her fingers through her silky, honey-colored hair, tucking loose strands behind her ear in the process.

"How's the whole, roommate situation going?" she asked, her hand nudging his rib playfully.

She had known Nova since the other girl had moved to Sausalito. Brantley and she had been best friends since childhood and Nova had become their third Musketeer in a way. Carson and Brantley hadn't really talked about the fact that they were living together, it was weird to Carson, but she would never say that, especially because she didn't have a reason. Or, rather, she didn't know how to put her reasoning into words.

Her eyes flicked back to the parking lot after a moment, and she noticed, for the first time, that Caleb's car was still in the parking lot. He had told her that he was meeting his mother for lunch that day. Why would he lie to her over something silly like that? Her brow furrowed slightly in thought, as she completely forgot that she'd asked Brantley a question.

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