[center][h2]Richard J. Bateman[/h2][/center]

Beatrice reacted very quickly to his self-disparaging comments, grin replaced by frown. ‘Oh no, here we go again. Another pep talk.’ Richard thought, as his best friend quickly gave him yet another quick lecture on why he shouldn’t be embarrassed over his lack of ability. Sure, it was easy for her to say that, her ability had already manifested, and she had the strength of a god damn behemoth! She had super strength! That was one of the most useful abilities, inside or outside of combat! He’d probably get something totally useless, like keeping coffee hot or having peanuts taste like walnuts. 

Before he could give back a biting retort about not needing a pep talk, they were both interrupted by a strange, oddly familiar girl running up to them. She addressed him, which was the first thing that surprised him, as he hardly knew anyone at school aside from Bee, and though he did stand out somewhat, he was usually ignored by other rich kids. The second thing that surprised him, even more than the first, was that she didn’t call him by name, but by his username. His online handle. He stood in dumbfounded shock as she introduced herself, suddenly realizing who she was.
“T-T-T-! T-Nitr0?! You go here?!” He stammered out, stunned by the revelation. They had met on an online video game and had exchanged Picto information and seen each other’s faces, but he didn’t know her name, and certainly didn’t know they went to the same school.

Upon Beatrice’s sly comment and nudge to his ribs, the boy’s eyes blew wide, his face turning as red as his hair.
“B-Bee! N-No! W-W-W-We’re o-o-o-online f-friends!” he squeaked out, his voice breaking in embarrassment. Beatrice quickly ignored him, and went right into introductions, leaving him with his own fluster. How could she embarrass him like that?! He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. He needed to control his nervous stammer, he did not want to start the year looking like a babbling idiot!

He hoisted up his end of Beatrice’s trunk, giving Talia an apologetic look as they started walking.
“S-Sorry, Bee is just joking. I-I’m Richard. Although, I guess that’s been said already. S-So, you go here? I didn’t know you were the same age as me. U-Um, Bee- I mean Beatrice is my friend, the one I mentioned was into Overtime as well? She’s a real [i]jester.[/i] he said, letting all that venom seep into his last word as he gave Beatrice a hard glare. He was so going to get her back later for embarrassing him, just wait.
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[center][h2]Felicity Goldberg[/h2][/center]

The boy introduced himself as Korrigan Umbraisis, though he noted he preferred Korrey. Felicity kept this info on a little mental note in case she ran into him again. He was so tall, was he a fourth year? He definitely had the feel of a fourth year. She completely missed the snake around his neck, and thus was completely unaware of the reference to “little buddies”. Did he have friends in lower years? Oh, he really was nice then! She waved to him as he left with a bright smile.
“Bye-bye! It was nice meeting you! Thank you for your help!” she called. Even if it was a brief meeting, he seemed like a very nice boy, and was the first senior Felicity had met! How cool upperclassmen were!

Before she and Monty could leave, however, a familiar voice called out to them, followed by a familiar face. A gruff goth girl, with spiked ear piercings, a formidable attire, and hair cropped short approached them, and Felicity’s heart soared with glee as she recognized her friend.
“Nancy! Oh my gosh, hiiiiiii! It’s been, like, forever!” She exclaimed, rushing to her spiky friend and giving her a hug.
“I haven’t seen you since school let out! How was your summer? Did you do anything fun? Meet any cute boys? Oh yeah, let us help!” she offered, picking up her suitcase and unlocking the wheels, making it suitable for rolling. Fashion and mobility, that was the essence of suitcase style! At Monty’s reminder, she nodded reverently, remembering their big day.
“Right! Let’s hurry! We can talk as we walk! Nancy, who do you think your partner is gonna be? I hope I get either a nice girl that loves fashion, or a cute boy! Did you see the [i]Vague[/i] article I posted on FaceTome? I’m so excited, I just can’t stand it!” She squealed, hurrying off down the road, always a few steps ahead of her best friend and brother. It was a beautiful day to make a new friend!

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