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Ryan was sad when Sawyer pulled away. She was angry that he would even ask that question. But in his defense he was a pretty horrible friend for leaving her. They were still friends. He thought for a moment before Ash had walked up. She had given her apology. She was sad, and he could see it in her face. Ryan looked to the ground, took in a deep breath and ran his hand through his hair before letting it out. "What you said made me think. Being a school bouncer. It's stupid." He said. "A long time ago, when my dad was put away, I heard a voice. It said the most nasty vile things to me. It told me that I was no good, and that I was going to be just like him." He said looking at her. "That's when I started fighting and being mean. I was heading down that road. Sometimes you need a wake up call." He walked over to her. "You gave me that wake up call." He said. "And for that I am grateful. And I'm sorry for being an asshole earlier. I had no right to pull Kanen out of the table. He was being such a dick. I had heard some of the things Tera had said and I agree it was horrible. And I'm sorry for running away. I heard that voice again, and got scared." He then looked at Sawyer. "But I'll always come back. So don't worry about me." He said with a smile. "Now why don't we head back home." He said before his stomach let out a growl. "And maybe get something to eat along the way." He said chuckling a little

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James continued to wash Tyson. "One of these day's I might come back here and adopt Tyson. I've always wanted a dog, and he's just so nice and friendly." He said running his hands over Tyson's fur. "Would you like that boy?" He asked. Tyson's tail instantly started wagging. "Such a good boy." He said. He then heard her sneeze. "Bless you." He said. He'd noticed that she was sneezing a lot."You ok?" He said.
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Angelina opened up her mouth as she was about to say it was hayfever. But then she reconsidered. If she faked sick , or said she might be allergic to the dogs then James would give her more attention and grow concerned for her. "I think it's my hayfever". Her truthful, good side triumphed.

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Neck Tie felt the violent grip on his shirt. He didn’t resist it. Mason pushed him back wildly and the boy fell to the ground with a resounding thud. It was over in a heartbeat.

He was lying in the grass, thinking all the bones of his body had moved by at least a centimetre. He moaned at the sky and when his vision came back to him piecemeal, he spotted the white outline of a Boeing 767 passing through the clouds.

The plane he boarded in Birmingham encountered a long turbulence over the Atlantic. He’d never flown before, and so understandably he panicked a little. Dad assured him that turbulences were normal and that they were safe. Now he sort of wished they had crashed.

As he lay on whatever remained of his back, Neck Tie felt his head bouncing away like a pinball. He winced and moaned some more and clutched at the grass by his side for some leverage.

Dad told him flying was actually the safest mode of transportation. He said the odds of being in a plane crash were one in 11 million. Those were about the same odds as him beating Mason at this stupid game.

The grass was dry and prickly and he missed the lush greens of Chipping Campden. There the sheep kept the grass closely cropped and the people played actual football.

He sat up scratching his ears and watched Mason make away with the ball by himself like a monumental twat. Football is played with feet, moron.

Neck Tie waited for Mason to complete his long walk so that he had won fair and square, then he dusted his knees and slowly pulled himself on his feet. His whole backside was green and his hair a straggled mess. He twisted his shoulders a little to test the pain. Then he began his slow limp toward the sidelines.

There he collected his backpack ignoring the noises of the crowd, and hobbled silently toward the exit with his head down.

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Mason hadn't meant to be so rough but at this point, he was too upset to even care. So he made his way to the end zone, officially won the match without any resistance from the freshman, and then made his way back over to his stuff. A few of them started booing him, and he reacted by just holding out his middle finger at everyone until he finally made it to his stuff, walking right past Drake and everyone else without a single glance.

The senior scooped up his books, looking at them with hatred, then simply cussed and threw his math book at a nearby trash can, then grabbed his flannel and stomped away. He struggled to pull it on, his hands shaking with anger and nerves, as he shakily pulled out a cigarette, placing it between his lips and lighting it before he was finally able to take some kind of calming breath.

Now thoroughly relaxed but still somewhat pissed, Mason cussed one more time, kicked a trash can, and about cried when he realized the bottom of his Converse had officially detached from the top. Now utterly defeated, he started heading towards their apartment, his shoulders drooping with the lost confidence and whatever other energy Mason had left.

He hated this.

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It was strange to Ash to see Ryan seem, well, human. To her, he'd always seemed like the stereotypical bully of the school. Two-dimensional, just fighting and flirting, and she had assumed there was more to him. But it had been stupid of her to assume that because behind every harsh act, wasn't there a reason? And she, of all people, should know that after interacting with Mason and Kanen and knowing that there was more to them than met the eye, as well.

"Well, I'm glad you were at least able to overcome the voice." Yeah, that didn't sound crazy at all. Some voice whispering to you about the wrong things... But again, Ash's goal was not to judge. Plus, well, she was hungry and still kind of tired. Today had been way longer than she had thought.

"Food sounds amazing." She agreed, especially since her lunch of a single apple had been rudely dropped to the floor by a certain someone who had then not bought her more lunch, like he so promised. "What about McDonald's? Quick and easy since we still have a three hour ride home."

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Drake had asked if Alester would sit with them "Sure!" Alester walked over and sat down next to Drake. The battle between the team captain and the english babyface was about to start.

"So you want to place a bet? If Mason wins you have to buy me a drink, if the babyface wins, I'll do anything you want?" Alester looked at Drake, asking for a nice bet.

The whole field was shouting in favor of the 'Neck-tie' and by looking at Mason he knew Mason hated it. Alester began shouting the name of their captain but his voice wasn't heard that much.

When the duel was over he noticed that both boys were disappointed by the ending. Alester looked at Blake "Seems like you have to buy me a drink, but first I'll check how your brother is" Alester stood up, got his stuff and walked after Mason. He noticed that Mason trew one of his books into the trashcan, Alester took it out of the bin and put it in his own bag. Mason would be thankful later.

Halfway Alester caught up with Mason "Hey! so what about we visit the club first? You know, visiting my uncles and seeing her"

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Sybil got mad, granted she was always in some general state of frustration, but this made her grumpy as hell and she felt it was necessary to deliver her own justice to this situation. The kid laid out on the field reminded her of Hugo, it make her tick to think someone could do this to her own little brother and just saunter off like he was king of the mountain. She stalked after Mason and caught up right before he could leave the field, "Jackass." She snorted and announced her presence with a solid, swift kick to his hamstrings. "Next time come fight me. Better then pile driving some kid who's got the waist size of a railroad timber." Her grassy green eyes lit up like someone set fires in them, she was aiming to cause a ruckus like no other. Without really thinking, she was putting herself in a worse situation by refusing to acknowledge the other guy who had been with him, oh well.
 
"You're on." Drake agreed to Alester's idea. Stu had promised him he was great so he looked out towards the field... and watched as he was tossed aside that he weighed nothing. Drake's wide grin faltered as he shoved another nugget in his mouth, angrily chewing. He joined in with the boos towards his brother, only partially listening as Alester took off.

Grumbling, he stood up, grabbing the McDonald's bag and coke and then jogged after Stu until he'd caught up. "Hey, you okay?" Drake asked, tilting his head to the side like a curious dog as he tried to peek at Stu's angry face. "That looked painful. But damn, the whole school was on your side! Isn't that amazing?"

"Matt did it. Like, she can really get a crowd moving if she wants to. She's kind of amazing, huh?" Drake asked, sighing wistfully. He'd have to rewatch the video later. There was nothing quite like watching a school come together to support the underdog.

"Anyway, where are you going?" He said, and then held the nuggets and coke out towards Stu.

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The shoe was getting on Mason's nerves as it flipped about uselessly. As if to add insult to injury, even his shoes had turned on him. He paused for a moment, angrily trying to rip off the high top but, well, that was impossible without untying, and Mason wasn't in any mood for that.

He was quietly cussing to himself, and accidentally managed to rip the shoe even further. He was going to need a lot of duct tape. Groaning, he put his foot back down and pulled the cigarette from his mouth, exhaling slowly to try and calm his nerves.

That was about when Alester caught up to him and Mason looked towards the ground. "The club?" He echoed, for a moment the fury and anger falling away. His heart ached. Mason tried to see Ari as often as he could in hopes that she wouldn't forget who he was -- and he was so close to being able to have her back. Mason had never wanted to give her up in the first place, but after her mother had decided she wanted nothing to do with the kid, Mason had had to bring her to his apartment.

It would've been fine, but Mason had no one to watch her during the day while he was at school. His mother had offered to watch her one day and Mason had thought maybe this was what they needed to bond, maybe this would repair their fragile bond... And then he had returned home after school to find Ari screaming her head off and his mother passed out drunk.

He had been so close to dropping out of school to stay with her, but then Alester's uncles had come into the picture. And for now, they watched Ari, treated her like their own, while he tried to get his life together. Mason had been saving up all his money for an apartment and all the furniture he would need, and he found himself counting down the days until graduation. Until he could have Ari back in his arms, in his home.

If anything was going to cheer him up, it would be this. He gave a weak smile, and nodded his head. "Yeah, yeah. I'd love to go see her--"

But before he could finish his sentence, someone's words distracted him and the next thing he knew, some bitchy little girl had kicked him. He spun around on her, one hand over where she had hit him. "What the hell is wrong with you?" Mason snapped, all the anger returning as thoughts of Ariana trailed away. "I didn't fucking hurt that damn kid -- I took the ball and played the game, fair and square. He wanted to play. It's not my fault he couldn't live up to what he promised." Mason snapped.

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Grace

She sat in the car, watching the confrontation happen. She didn’t hear what either of them were saying, but it seemed like It was going well..enough, Grace heard the car door open as Ash went to go speak with them. She tapped her fingers absentmindedly on the steering wheel. Her phone caught her attention as it buzzed loudly, She got a voicemail, pressing it to her ear. It was June, damn it. Grace had forgotten that she was supposed to drive June back home. At least that was the plan made by both of their parents the day before. She tried calling back but the lack of signal didn’t help. She sighed,

A few minutes later she’d been informed that Ash had an idea to get food before they went home. Considering either of them hardly ate, Grace agreed. The rest of them got In the car, following Ryan closely behind with his bike.
Once they arrived, at the nearest fast-food Ryan led them to on the road, She finally had signal. Parking the car, the texts from June came pouring through, She put a hand on her face and groaned, She pulled up her phone and dialed.

“Hey. I’m sorry for not being there to
pick you up, someone needed my help with something important. I honestly forgot. I won’t be home for another few hours, Might be best to find another ride. June, I’m really sorry.”

She ended the call. Grace & June weren’t close at all, they lived together. But It wasn’t by choice..obviously, but that didn’t matter Grace said she’d pick her up. She just hoped that June wouldn’t be too upset with her.

She knew that it was going to be definitely hard to explain this to her Mother..and David back home. Pocketing her phone, she made their way inside McDonald’s. Joining the others that were ordering and taking seats near each-other.

“So, an eventful first day, huh.” She said giving a sheepish smile, attempting to clear some of the awkwardness that stood, but she probably only made it worse.

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Alester McGregor
Alester just knew the right thing to say to cheer Mason up. The senior smiled and looked at the shoes of his friend "oh man.. you have to fix this, I know you have been saving up but you also have to take care of yourself" by the end of the sentence he wasn't looking at the shoes anymore, but at the cigarette in the hands of Mason.

Then they were interupted by someone kicking Mason. Alester looked at the girl and reacted impulsivly, he grabbed her by the arm and tried to turn her around to put her arm on her back "What the hell were you thinking?" Alester was furious. Why would you randomly kick someone? His whole plan to cheer Mason up had failed, because he was angry again. With his left hand he gave Mason a stop sign "I'll handle this, go to her, I'll follow you after I have dealt with this"

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She loathed being touched by someone she didn't like and she especially didn't like that this guy has her twisted up like some pretzel, but she has known putting her hands (or feet) on someone else meant the same thing was most likely going to happen to her. Growing up with four brothers taught her enough, but she was more akin to using dirty tricks, so she brought up her boot and ground her heel into Alester's toes, if he was going to pin her then it was gonna be an annoying time holding her. At the same time she shoved back against him with all of her weight, "First of all you flying fuck, no you didn't play that game fair and square, you lifted that kid up like a stick and made him eat dirt like he was a fucking worm." She spit out words, her tone was like a envenomed whip as she locked eyes on Mason, "You don't treat someone like a trashcan you fucker." Sybil could feel the spittle fly of her lips as her lips grimaced into a snarl that had the same ferocity as a wolf backed into a corner. "So fuck you and fuck you to." She snapped at both of them before going to still, ceasing to grind her heel into Alester, just staring at them both in rigid white anger.
 
Mason wanted to stay and argue, but Alester was right. Ari was more important right now and he only had a couple hours left before work to see her. So he flipped this new girl off with a "Fuck you, too. Come flying in here doing the exact same thing you're trying to preach isn't right off." And with that, he turned and started walking away.

"I'll see you there, Alester." Mason called over his shoulder and then started walking away but soon, the excitement got to him, and he started jogging, and then just simply running towards the club. A car was definitely on his list of things to get, but it was for after he got Ari back.

Eventually, he dropped the cigarette to the ground, grinding it under his good shoe, and then continued his jog. It felt like forever, but soon he was coming to a stop in front of the club, breathing heavily as he looked at it and struggled to try and calm his breathing. Right in there, she was waiting for him, and all of the day's bad events would trail away like they were nothing.

Smoothing down his flannel and his hair, Mason opened up the heavy club door and stepped inside, looking around for a moment until he heard the squeal of a little girl, and soon Ari had tackled his leg, squeezing hard. Grinning, Mason crouched down and hugged her close, for once feeling something other than loneliness today.

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Marilyn Cheng

If only Marilyn could hear, she would have gone home already more that anyone would. Marilyn didn’t know that it was the end of today’s first day of school until the nurse said so by patting her back. It was important that someone should touch her if she wasn’t looking as she often relied on reading their mouths to understand what they were saying. Marilyn looked away from the medicine cabinet that she was arranging to face the nurse, staring at both of her mouth and eyes to understand that she’s free to go now.

To be honest, Marilyn felt like staying behind one more hour this time before going home. So she nods her head at the nurse before going back to finish arranging the cabinet. “I-I’ll be finished in just an hour more....Just a few more bottles.” She answered in a steady soft spoken voice laced with its asian accent. The nurse would just sigh and leave her be after slightly opening the window near to the football field. She then brews a simple cup of coffee to keep her company before finally leaving her to her own devices.

Marilyn instantly warms up at the scent of coffee. There’s something about its bitter yet roasted scent that makes her want to forget about her problems and move on. Something that temporarily replaces whatever bitterness there is instead of something that just keeps you up all night. Unable to shake off the warm inviting scent, she temporarily stops whatever she’s doing and accepts the drink for once. Marilyn takes a small sip of coffee and sighs softly, winding down, unaware of the distant angry shouts not too far away from the window as the coffee’s scent slowly escapes.

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June

She felt bad as soon as she heard the shutter close when the boy was thrown to the ground. She quickly pushed herself away from the chaos and wondered what she was doing. She remembered Ruby telling her she had a tendency to be noisey and she could see it now. A small part of her also believed it was Grace's fault. She wouldn't be right here if Grace had picked her up when she was suppose to. She wouldn't be right here for so many other reasons, but all she needed to do was to back away. She grabbed her bag quickly and walked off, she started to hear the noise start to die down too. Whatever had transpired had come to its conclusion.

June walked around the school again and stared down at the picture, fighting with her conscious to delete it or keep it. No one will see the Blog. It should be fine if I post it on there. It's to remember everything. But she didn't like how she didn't know these people. All she saw was their faces in tiny pixels. She didn't understand anything, how could she go around waving a photo out of context like this. She would like to know them. But, this school was so huge there was no way she could run into them. She wouldn't show anyone, she concluded. She doubt anyone saw her taking pictures anyways, despite the professional camera, everything blended in. It reminded her of wildlife photographers. If they make themselves known, the animal will attack and mane them. Not to say the people here will literally kill anyone, however, this was a new wild. And she wasn't suppose to be there. She was suppose to be with her mother back in their crummy house and where Ruby had...

She quickly whipped out her phone once again as she saw Grace call her. She didn't want to be here any longer than she had to be. But, was disappointed with the news. "Oh okay. Yeah, I'll find someway..." Then the call ended. There was life going on around her and all she could do was feel the ripples of it. She decided to walk instead, putting the address in her phone, she made her way back. She wasn't sure how she felt this first day, but it could always be better.

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Alester McGregor
Alester nearly bit his tongue when the girl stepped on his foot. It hurt alot but Alester was also kind of relieved that Mason went on to visit Ari. Atleast one thing was going well, he thought. With his free foot he fought against the girls weight on him and tried to stay balanced
Mason had made a fair point about the actions of the girl, violence shouldn't be responded by violence. Alester was doing the same, but he had a reason. He quickly let go of the girls arm but pressed hard between the girls shoulder and her collarbone. This trick he had learnt from his older brothers and often used it on his younger brothers and sisters, they called it the spiderbite and it was quite irritating.

"There is no reason for you to tell us what we did. You have actually now idea how football works or what was going on. If you are smart, you will leave now" Alester said to her when he took a few steps back. His face was calm when he looked at her.

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Ryan had taken a seat with the others. Grace was the first one to speak and to break the silence. She talked about how the first day was very eventful. Ryan nodded. "Yeah, it was pretty crazy." He said knowing full well that he was a part of that craziness. "Hopefully tomorrow won't be as bad." He said taking a sip from his cola. Now thinking about it he was getting kinda tired. "You know I think after today, I need something else to drink." He said. He didn't need to drink. He wanted to drink. To numb down the pain of the pain that he caused Sawyer. "I think I got some at the Garage, you wanna have some when we get back?" He asked Sawyer. He hoped that she would want to, but wasn't going to force her to drink at all. "And thank you guys for coming to get me." He said finally thanking them for coming to find them.

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Ash had been in the middle of hungrily dipping her order of fries into ketchup, and then quickly eating them when Grace spoke up. She paused, ketchup-covered fry still in hand, and laughed. "Right. Eventful is one way to describe it." She said, shaking her head as she remembered how wild the day had been.

She listened to Ryan bring up some kind of garage while she kept eating her fries. Of course, Ash couldn't help but comment. "Ooh, secret garage. Sounds fancy. And Grace, we're not invited." Ash said with a fake hurt gasp as she looked towards her cheer captain, jokingly putting her hand across her chest as if she was hurt. "The nerve of some rebels, right?"

Ash just shook her head at the thanks. "Please, it was all Sawyer. She was so worried, how could we say no?" Alright, so it was a lie and Ash had also been worried, but Ryan didn't need to know that. She did look towards him, and poked him in the side as she spoke once again, "However, I guess you're kind of cool and if you ever pull a stunt like that again, I am hunting you down. Every time." And with that, she turned back to her meal, taking a sip of her coke.

And then, Ash's phone beeped. She looked down to see a Tweet from Bjorn... And then panic washed over her. "Grace! Keys! We left Bjorn in the trunk!" She said, hopping up from her seat and holding her hand out to Grace for the keys.

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Grace

Grace, nodded listening to Ash & Ryan. As her eyes kept drifting to Sawyer, Ryan caught her attention He'd said that maybe tomorrow would be a better day. Grace murmured an "I hope so." to him, but thinking about it now. The day hadn't been all bad, It was sure to be on her list of most interesting first days. That list didn't exist, But she was positive if it did it, today was at the top of it. Glancing over the three of them. It was safe to say..today wasn't boring. She gave a fake pout, at not being at not being invited to Sawyer and Ryan's 'Garage party.' She smiled softly towards Ryan at his thanks, but didn't say anything further. She chuckled softly at Ash semi-threatening him. It was sweet, she could tell that she cared for him.

Grace flinched as Ash asked for her keys, saying that Bjorn was in the trunk of the car. "He was in the trunk!?" She exclaimed, while taking the keys out of her bag, "I..don't even know what to think about that." Grace shook her head in disbelief, handing the keys to Ash. She cleared her throat as Ash left, now alone with Ryan and Sawyer. They seemed so close, it felt like she was intruding.

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"Of course he was in the trunk!" Ash said, rolling her eyes as she took the keys. "I was tired but like, I'm not going to sleep sitting up. I needed to lay down but like, I'm also not going to lay on some guy in a skirt." To be fair, Ash wasn't one to use anyone as some kind of pillow, least of all a weird German exchange student who she'd just met and who had shown up wearing a skirt to practice. "Be right back." She said and started to head outside to get Bjorn.

About halfway there, Ash paused, remembering that it wasn't terribly warm outside, and she was in her cheerleading outfit still. So she opened up the door of the McDonald's, unlocked the door with the Jeep key fob because now Grace's car has a key fob (fight me), and yelled out the door; "Celery! Get your ass in here. We're having dinner." Deciding that that was probably enough to get Bjorn inside, Ash promptly closed the door and returned to her seat next to Ryan, passed the keys back to Grace, and continued eating as if nothing had happened.

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Wendy was infuruated as she made her way back to her locker. She was too caught up in the moment to care about her anything else right now. She was reminded of how skint she was as she remembered she'd no backpack to carry her books in. Sighing, her books wedged in between her arm and waist, she dodged with a gasp as a guy got shoved into in the lockers beside her. This school was crazy. Jogging outside, she made her way to the bus stop to go see her brother at the hospital. Checking her purse, she lowered her head a little as she only had a few dollars and pounds on her.

Will this amount of money be enough?

Contemplating on all that's happened today, Wendy blocked out any flourishes of guilt. No time to feel sympathy. What's done is downright done.
 
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Sawyer would whole heartedly admit that McDonalds was probably her favorite place on the Earth. She felt absolutely no shame in savoring the taste of a hamburger that probably come from anything but a cow because fuck it tasted good. Obviously, Sawyer wasn't one of those health freaks that rant and rave about McD's and other fast food chains all day. Sawyer hated health freaks. No. Hate was a strong word. She highly disliked health freaks. So, no shame was to be seen as she enjoyed her burger with a stupid smile on her face.


Sawyer paused mid bite when Ryan asked her if she wanted to go to the Garage for a drink and she snorted a little bit before nodding her head at him. She took the time to swallow her food before answering him verbally. She wasn't a barbarian who spoke with food in her mouth. That was gross


"Yeah. For sure." She smiled at Ryan and rolled her eyes at the other two's reactions to not being invited, "Sorry, I'm sure it's totally every cheerleaders dream to hang out in a garage with a couple of weirdos." When Ash shot up and gushed about Bjorn still being in the trunk (which, by the way, she chose to ignore the fact she didn't know he was even there) and took off toward the door Sawyer turned to Grace with a lopsided grin.


"You can come, you know. If you want." Sawyer mentioned, talking about the Garage, "I could totally give you a tune up, and for free." She winked and turned her attention back to Ash as she came rushing back in a sat back down. Sawyer raised a brow at the lack of a skirted boy any where in sight but decided Ash hadn't even bothered to help the poor guy out and went back to eating.

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Bjorn had been comfortable, warm even. In all reality, the boy was perfectly happy to just lay down in the trunk, watching silly YouTube videos on his phone and texting whoever was still awake back home. He had only been here in America a few days now, and yet he was already beginning to feel homesick. Not terribly so, but enough that he was sad when his friends announced they were going to sleep.

Bjorn perked up a little bit when the trunk opened and he heard Ash calling from inside. He was glad to be making friends here, but it was bitter sweet. He missed being able to talk to people without feeling like an absolute idiot..

The boy scrambled to get out of the trunk, momentarily forgetting he was wearing a skirt. The cool air on his legs, among other things, was a cruel reminder. He would've been cold if it weren't for his embarrassment. Sure, being in a skirt at the school was embarrassing, but it Bjorn hadn't really understood the whole skirt thing until it was too late. But here, out in public, when Bjorn knew he didn't need the skirt? The boy's cheeks flushed rosy red.

He hurried to get inside and out of the cold, passing by en employee when he entered the McDonald's. "It's a kilt. Shut up." Bjorn stated quickly, not giving the employee any time to react.

Bjorn wasted no time finding a seat. Hurrying to hide his legs under a table.
 
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Winona turned to Jace as he spoke to her. He pointed out to someone that was on the football field, Winona walked towards the window and looked outside. She saw the girl cheering someone on, her attention was torn away by the two guys that were on the field. The bigger guy lifted the kid up and slammed him into the ground, running off to the end zone. Winona winced at the sight and looked at Jace with a look of worry and slight fear. She walked away from the window and towards Jace pulling out her phone, Is he ok?! Do we need to go down there?! Or something, help him or something? Winona had seen nothing like that, even in past schools, Is this how things go down at this school? She heard some booing and slowly walked back towards the window, Winona saw the bigger guy walk off the field flipping the crowd off. She shook her head and sighed, looking over at Jace giving him a questioning look. Almost like he should know something about this or at least give her something to explain what had happened down there unless the older, bigger guy was just a bully.

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Ryan was eating his burger when he noticed the guy rushing in and over to his table in a skirt. He almost spits up his food in laughter. But he is able to manage to keep his composure to swallow his food. "That's an interesting fashion choice." He said before taking a sip from his drink. "But hey, who am I to judge. You accompanied these lovely ladies here to help and get me back." He said reaching his hand out. "I'll give you a pass this time. The name's Ryan." He said shaking the man's hand.

Then Sawyer talked about giving a tune-up for free. "Did you just offer to use my garage without even asking me?" He said a little perplexed. Sure she could use it any time she wanted but she needed to ask him first. There was only two bays in it anyway. "How about I do it because it's my garage and I'm better with cars then you... I mean you called me asking how to change a tire. That's the easiest thing there is other than changing the oil." He said. She also talked about inviting them. Ryan did owe them for coming all the way up there. "Sure I think I got enough for everyone. You guys did come all the way up here for me. I can always resupply this weekend." He said thinking about he was going to have to restock on his supplies that weekend.
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