Name: Kale "Fox" Richardson
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Grade: 12
School: Bayview Secondary School
Hobbies and Interests: He's part of the school Baseball team, knows maybe a little too much about Entomology (studying/collecting bugs) and he's become quite taken with the Pakour trend.

Appearance ...

Name: Bobby-J (No one's sure if the "J" refers to his middle or last name...Or what "Bobby" is short for, for that matter...)
Gender: Male
Age: 24
Grade: N/A
School: N/A
Hobbies: Parkour, photography and web design

Appearance: Bobby-J stands at 5'9", with a lithe, yet muscular build. His ...

When Mirabelle began to cough, Kale moved to pat her on the back.

"I'm not sure I'd be comfortable with that, Mrs. Richardson. I hope you'll forgive me."

The Tracuer laughed weakly.

"Sorry, Mirabelle. I was getting to that part. This is pretty much what I get day in day out," he said, looking ...

((Uh...Sorry...she was just using the Italian word for beautiful...))

Coleen relinquished her hold on Mirabelle.

"You must be Mirabelle!" The short woman stepped back to take a good look at her. "Fox, talks so fondly of you, but he never mentioned just how lovely you are!" Kale was suddenly torn ...

Kale felt like he was going to shatter into little pieces. His head sort tilted to one side as he tried to think of how he'd word exactly what he was thinking.

My stomach just demi tour-ed into a roulande... the Tracuer lead her up to the door. He could have sworn he was having a brain aneurism ...

Kale felt all too tense the moment he got out of the car. He had spent the entire ride trying to think of how good the night was going to be...but despite his cheerful out look. He was damn nervous. He couldn't conjure words to really express it either. He was excited and anxious? On the edge of a ...

The pair said their goodbyes and headed for the car. Kale was more than happy to get the door for Mirabelle and with a smile he stated;

"Well, it's no Mercedes. But it'll do, yeah?"

He jumped into the driver's seat and started up the car.

The for the most part of the trip, Kale was quiet, a smile ...

"You want to stop by your place on the way their? I don't mind."

Kale nodded enthusiastically. It seemed like a good idea.

When Mirabelle moved closer, Kale swore his heart rate increased. It was like he was mentally preparing himself for a huge jump. Odd. He didn't quite understand his own ...

"You're layin' the flattery on tonight, Kale," she said playfully. "Hopin' to get somewhere?"

Kale blinked once, twice...three times before replying; "To prom?" Her cheekiness was utterly wasted on him. Kale was wondering what was so wrong about saying exactly what was on his mind.

His confusion ...

((*Laughs* Should have picked that up...either way, his reaction still stands. The boy's pretty simple and innocent. Try throwing an innuendo at him...It's fun...*tosses innuendo at Kale*))

Kale's smile never faltered. Though he was still at a loss. Got game. He had heard the reference so many ...

"Be here sooner if you ran?" she choked, laughing. "Kale, you're a great runner, but I think you might be overestimatin' yourself a bit there."

He laughed. Part of him wanted to get into the 'side streets versus main roads' but he bit his lip instead. Focus.

"Well, god damn!" she exclaimed. "I ...

The door pulled open and Kale forgot the concept of breathing all together.

"Took you long enough, Kale. Only ten minutes early? You sure know how to keep a girl waitin'."

The Tracuer couldn't stop his eyes from sweeping over her. She looked so very different. He had seen her as a fellow athlete ...

Fifteen times.

Fifteen times he had loosened and tightened his silver tie.

Twenty-three times.

He had run his hand through his hair twenty-three times in the last ten minutes but it didn't make him any less nervous.

Kale stood infront of the mirror, staring at a different young man. A man in a ...

"So now that we've exhausted the prom discussion, what should we talk about next? Sports,"

Kale just cracked a smile. He opened his mouth but shut it as Quincy stood.

Kale watched him, feeling quite perplexed. What was this guy's deal? He was acting like a fight was about to break out. It put ...

Kale could feel it; eyes assessing him and it made him shift from foot to foot uncomfortably. He didn't really know the other boy at the table but he was giving off a vibe the Tracuer deemed hostile. And then it was gone, and Kale could breath again.

"It's safe. No embarrasing scenes, I'm sure ...