Heat flushed in Olexia's cheeks as Edison loomed over her. Of course, she really should have told her friend that she was going to make a stop before their meeting. But, it had been a late decision, and Olexia didn't own a phone, something that Edison still couldn't believe. Cell phones were useful,...

Shifting the position of the messenger bag perched on her shoulder again, Olexia Kovacs nearly stumbled as she attempted to reorganize the books she carried in her arms. Maybe that stop to the library wasn't such a good idea, after all. Quickly snagging the edges of the small paperbacks, she managed...

((Double post to free up Riley for use)) The romantic portion of the trip over and done with, the rest of the excursion was all business. A quick flash of Mike's fake ID, followed by pulling bills from the gathered wad of cash and an annoying trip with three full bags of liquor to the car and the tw...

"Riley, you just made me the happiest man alive!" The kiss was a surprise that set Riley on edge. A moment later, the tension flooded from her body as she pressed forward, returning the display of affection in kind. She was happy, far happier than she thought she would be. After all, Mike ...

Mike didn't say anything. Breaking away from her gaze, he indicated as he slipped off the highway and onto the backstreets. Leaving the intermittent streaks of headlights behind, the Expedition lit and dimmed as it passed beneath the streetlamps that dotted the slightly unsavory neighborhood. Lookin...

Snatching the wad of bills quickly, Riley flashed a quick grin. Thumbing through the wad of cash she counted in her head. Mumbling aloud as she flipped each individual bill back, she tallied up $180. Oh, yes, plenty for what they were looking for, with extra for the trouble. Her smile quickly disapp...

Lounging in the passenger seat, Riley sang with the stereo. A great song by a great band. Mike always did have good taste in music. Strawberry strands danced as the wind whipped through the window and Riley's hair. Passing headlights lit up the car as the two students made their way across St. Paul,...

The bell rang, calling second period Economics to a close. Ilario gathered up his materials, while other students bolted for the door, already having packed up during the lecture. Zipping up his messenger bag, the studious young man shook his head. Father always said that a job wasn't done properly ...

"Well," Edison drawled, her gaze shifting towards to ceiling. "Kinda?" she wondered to herself as much as stated aloud. "Maybe?" The bigger girl tried her best to explain. For the most part, Olexia got the idea, but what was an "In-best-ment c'remony?" "B...

Sir Edison stared back at Olexia, a confused look plastered across her features. Furrowing her brow in concentration, the dark haired little girl seemed to be thinking hard on the matter. Olexia wondered if she should have said something wrong. It didn't seem nice to say the person who saved you cou...

The girl furrowed her brow, not quite understanding the question. "It's…you know…chivalry an' stuff," she intoned, as if that should be all the explanation needed. "The Knight's Code. It's…it's THE code." Olexia must have displayed a distinct lack of understanding, as the girl co...

The quick, sure response help put Olexia at ease. The nice girl from art class gave a very not nice look to Denny. He just turned away and held the icepack to his face. Nodding slowly, she let go of her worries about the boy. Now that just left the fear of her mother's arrival. Dragging the long sle...

Olexia Kovacs sat in the uncomfortable plastic chair provided for her, outside the principal's office. Looking down at the black and white checkers of the floor below her dangling feet, she cried, quietly snorting back the mucus when it there got to be too much of it. After a time, she wiped the las...