Not your average type of girl. Active/Closed
Characters: Holly J and J
Location: The Science lounge.
Time: Before Cali Trip, After Brohood shenanigans.
Content: A tuner for the soul...
Format: Prose
Warnings: Confusion over names?
Holly J sat in what she considered way more her room than her actual room. She studied and slept in here most nights. The room was looking pretty nice for a former storage space. Over the past few months she had slowly worked the place to be a livable area of the school. She kept it clean, kept it looking like she didn't sleep there. She only really needed the place a few hours a night, she doubted most people in the school knew she slept there. Aside Norman, and Tina.
Currently she was staring at her English paper, her mind filled with thoughts about what happened with the Brotherhood. The school was attacked and she did nothing useful. Her best efforts couldn't do anything of value. Her thoughts went over what she did, what she could have done differently. Everyone at her old school toted around her ability to solve anything she came across, and here, now. It was too big for her, she thought she had it all under control, but she was wrong. The classes on combat, the superpowers, everything seemed so easy until now.
Now she really wished she had a home to go back to.
Location: The Science lounge.
Time: Before Cali Trip, After Brohood shenanigans.
Content: A tuner for the soul...
Format: Prose
Warnings: Confusion over names?
Holly J sat in what she considered way more her room than her actual room. She studied and slept in here most nights. The room was looking pretty nice for a former storage space. Over the past few months she had slowly worked the place to be a livable area of the school. She kept it clean, kept it looking like she didn't sleep there. She only really needed the place a few hours a night, she doubted most people in the school knew she slept there. Aside Norman, and Tina.
Currently she was staring at her English paper, her mind filled with thoughts about what happened with the Brotherhood. The school was attacked and she did nothing useful. Her best efforts couldn't do anything of value. Her thoughts went over what she did, what she could have done differently. Everyone at her old school toted around her ability to solve anything she came across, and here, now. It was too big for her, she thought she had it all under control, but she was wrong. The classes on combat, the superpowers, everything seemed so easy until now.
Now she really wished she had a home to go back to.