All the while, Chloe had been watching with binoculars from behind a row of lockers.
"Now's my chance to get an actual word in edgewise..."
While she didn't necessarily agree with it, she wasn't surprised that Jordana was getting picked on. As far as she knew, no one had told her about Millie...
Chloe zoomed in on Sean, Casper and Jordana.
"Haha! The gazelles have left the station! Wait...that code word didn't make sense. Whatever, they're here! Now it's time to find out what's really up with this Jordy chick...and also leave Sean a little reminder that I'm always watching..."
Still...
Instead of a tree, Chloe now found herself stationed within a bush at the front of the school, waiting for her newfound sources of drama to turn up.
"Jordy...crap. I didn't catch her last name. But it doesn't look like she's here yet. Nor anyone else...maybe 5AM was a bad time to get here. Good...
Name: Marley Lockhart
Alias: Dynamo
Age: 35
Gender: Female
Personality: Spunky and quick-to-act
Appearance:
Costume*:
Side: Hero
Bio: Marley grew up in MegaMetro. Her parents are retired scientists, but they gave her a good bit of freedom to be herself. She quickly developed a...
Chloe carefully watched Ace's interactions with Jordana. At first glance it seemed like nothing was the matter, but from what she knew about Ace, she was definitely acting differently than normal.
For once, Chloe found herself at a loss for words. Sean had stumped her.
"Uhh...right. I'll...
"Oh! Uhh..." Chloe remained still as Jordana examined her thoroughly. She felt considerably awkward, but didn't move regardless. Once she was done, Chloe stood and dusted herself off.
"...Thanks, I guess? Nice to know I'm not due for a trip to the hospital." She whirled on Sean and huffed...
"Ugh..." Chloe rolled onto her back and stared up at the sky. She blinked when someone snapped in her face, and her vision refocused on a hand holding up three fingers.
"...Three. Unless you're about to pull the stupid 'thumbs don't count as fingers' trick, in which case, two." She sat up and...
About thirty feet behind the group, a pair of high-tech binoculars stuck out of the branches of a tall tree. The lenses twirled, zooming in on Jordana.
"So that's what she looks like..."
Chloe Zuckert, owner of the suspicious pair of binoculars, had made it her personal mission to know as...