Deborah had resigned herself to play according to Summer Simms whims.  She had more or less sorted out how to handle the possible throughout interrogation this kind of girl looked she could give her to. Smile, nod politely and just give only the necessary information. Yet there was something she did...

Debbie pondered the situation. She was fairly certain Jake would have accepted to her suggestion, even despite his actual shyness. Old acquaintances for her were certainly rare, and she had figured out that his case was none too different. But then Summer Simms spoke, in that colourful nice language...

((Sorry for the wait. I have had one hell of a writer's block.)) Deborah bit her lip. Her attempts at socializing always ended up raising a few eyebrows. It seemed that the Sports guy was lost for words. The girl whose face was on the posters, Summer Simms, had actually tried to be polite by complyi...

((Deborah Vickers, Start)) ((Aura Master Fox and I have agreed on the shared past)) Deborah Vickers made her way into the Student center, sunk in her thoughts. She had been awfully distracted in that last period, and the notes she had taken were all but useable. Her mind was elsewhere. She was think...

Frank Reyes looked at the ballot. His eyes gazed upon the candidates names. He really didn't care much about this sort of thing. He pondered briefly before deciding that if these people were going to represent them, they would have to make up for good eyecandy. The prospect of catfights between Amar...

Prom. The mere sight of it sent shivers down Frank's spine. Not of fear, but of disgust. He could not stand this kind of overrated popularity contests. Still, burning the whole ballot stand would not serve to help. Votes would be recast and he would earn a suspension. He could also simply walk away ...

Name: Deborah ''Debbie'' Vickers Gender: Female Age: 17 Grade: 12th School: Aurora High School Hobbies and Interests: Finances, Academics, Smart Shopping, Volunteer Work, Computers, Fitness Appearance: Debbie is a girl that could be considered rather pretty by the current standards of beauty. Stand...

Name: Francisco "Frank" Reyes Lanza Gender: Male Age: 18 Grade: 12 School: Aurora High School Hobbies and Interests: Medicine, Ancient Hero Tales, Football, Tattoos. Appearance: Frank is a slim, taller than average individual. He is visibly toned, although with a little layer of fat. He i...

She did not just say that.  Frank stopped on his tracks, while he was about to leave. Damned fashionable tramp had found out how to attack and piss off him. Furthermore, Eliza staggered upon that last poisoned comment. It was just too much. To hell with it! He thought as he clenched his fists and tu...

It was the time for a round two, and the spirits were heated. Frank kept silent a second time, waiting for his sentences to sink in among the other crowd. Finn had managed to summon enough bile for a condescending sentence. Good for him, he finally showed a spine. It wasn't bad timing either. Appare...

"Oh look, girls, it's Eliza! Oh, and Frankie, too! What are you two doing here?" "Well, think he's trying to impress Rourke? He really likes those lady clothes, so..." "Oh, don't be so mean, Miranda. It's good to see people looking for a little ... variety in their wardrobe...

((Francisco "Frank" Reyes Lanza: Start)) Frank felt like a fish out of water. And that was the optimistic take. His eyes scanned the store back and forth taking notice of who entered and who exited. This errand of his would surely get the attention of the people inside the store.   The swi...

Frank Reyes sighed. Hang out with Cody Patton's sister? It wasn't a bad idea, but too close to a sitcom. The brother would certainly have something to say about the idea. However, he had said it. There was no turning back now. He said she deserved a reward, and she had asked to hang out. The idea of...

Frank Reyes wasn't a happy man. He had to go one place he didn't particularly like, argue with some people he could care less if they were ran over by an oil tanker and set on fire. All because people did not mind their fucking business. And this didn't seem the exception. Apparently the little curi...

Footsteps. Someone approached him. And then Frank heard a voice which he didn't recognize. But said person had recognized him. He turned around slowly, his eyes dead set on the newcomer. He was no one he could be acquainted with.  His eyes narrowed significantly as his frown accentuated. He was not ...