Leila flinched as the paper ball bounced off her face, scowling back at Ricky's irritating comment. Bending down to pick up her receipt, she stuffed it into her bag while giving him the worst look she could muster. It was hard to be taken seriously when your cheeks were as red as hers though, and sh...

Leila's eyes rolled as she heard someone familiar approach, and she was not looking forward to going back to school the next day to hear all about her bust-up with Trent. Paying the woman at the counter without saying a word, she decided the best thing to do would be to simply walk out right then. E...

Trent Savage What... just happened? Astonished, Trent glanced over to where Leila was now buying the dress, and wondered how long she'd harboured such a strong feeling of disdain for him. At first he thought about telling Violet about their "conversation", but he quickly realised that he ...

Leila Langford & Trent Savage Why did I agree to this? Dragging his feet, the hunched figure of Trent Savage looked as though he was stalking the smartly-dressed girl ahead of him, who was quickly becoming frustrated with the dishevelled boy. Stopping suddenly, she turned on her heel and scowle...

"The bassline was thumpin, the stereo jumpin, so many girls got my heartbeat pumpin'-" Seriously, what is this shit? Trent sighed deliriously, laughing as the music blasted down from the speakers above his head. His prom suit, a simple, cheap, off-the-rail affair, clung to his body while h...

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"Courtney, right." She committed the name to memory as she sat and listened to the distinctly British accent emanating from her lips. Violet had always found it funny that so many students at Bayview came from other countries; she and Trent used to joke that the school was like one of thos...

"Oh? So you've never... dreamt of like, onion rings that attacked you or anything?" Violet was a little disappointed by the girl's answer, hoping for something a little crazier so that the skeptic had something she could prove to be pure nonsense. Yet at the same time, she was a little ple...

"A book on dreams?" Violet didn't think much of dream-reading, deeming the entire practice a waste of time since people could never remember them anyway. However, she'd brought this conversation on herself now, so there was no way she could back out of it without seeming like a bit of a co...

Violet watched as the athletic-looking girl came and sat close to her, breaking her fleeting concentration. She didn't recognise her from any of her classes, but she'd definitely seen her around the campus a couple of times. After all, there weren't that many red-heads around Bayview, especially one...

"To: Violet Hanging out round Ryan's. See you in class." From: Trent Violet snapped her phone shut as she finished reading the text; her fingers tightening around the plastic casing. She wasn't having a good day as it was, but that message soon gave rise to a new level of irritation she h...

Trent was growing bored. He'd read through all of the interesting bits when he first bought the magazine, and all of the things he hadn't read were of no interest to him. The pages flapped together as he closed the cover, then shoved it down into his bag before slinging it over his shoulder. "L...

Oblivious to the surrounding conversation, Trent continued reading through his magazine, only stopping to quench his thirst. Reaching into his bag, he rummaged around the contents until he felt his fingers swept across the rounded nozzle of his sports bottle. Inspecting the cap for any dirt, he grim...

Another one? Damn. Trent sighed as Sapphire came towards their table, as he knew how much she liked to show everyone her new bracelet drawings, or whatever else it was she designed. Making sure she wouldn't make the mistake of sitting next to him, he pulled his bag out from under his seat and place...

Trent's ears pricked up when he heard Markham call himself a psychology buff. He was interested to see what it was that he found so fascinating about the subject, seeing as he didn't know the guy all that well. From what he'd heard, psychology was a hard class because there was so much research invo...