[b]Jess[/b]

Luc. Her tongue rolled with the name—short and simple. She rather liked the name, as well as the person who held it. Perhaps one day she’d come to know Luc well enough to think of a nickname of her own. She figured it could very well have been right now, had it not been for another voice ringing through her ears. 

Jess swiveled, turning to the other girl in one swift movement. She didn’t recognize her at all. In fact, if Jess had known any better, she wouldn’t have thought the girl to even be in this school. Frowning slightly, Jess sauntered over to perch herself atop a branch, inching every which way as it cracked underneath her. She tuned in on their bland conversation, establishing their ventures that led in this particular direction, thus bringing them to all band together. 

“Sorry about that,” Jess giggled, resting her palm on the base of the tree. Her eyes loomed over the strange girl for several moments as she picked at her piece by piece, from outfit to facial expression to the way she stood so tensely. 

Gripping the branch beneath her, Jess eased her way to the ground, brushing off the nonexistent residue from the old, decrepit tree. “Well,” she announced, “this has been fun, but the sun’s setting, and it's probably not the best idea to get caught near the lake at night. I mean, if you favor living and all.”