[center][hider=Appearance][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/afad5ba983afa02891a5353e36e21f8e/tumblr_naigkqUjFm1sgjum7o2_1280.jpg[/img][/hider][color=olive][h1]Derek O'Leary:[/h1][/color][/center]

	The back of a man wearing gray coveralls and a distinct mop of ginger hair is shown mopping the halls of Edenridge High. When the man turns around it is soon obvious to the audience the man is Derek O'Leary. Derek is at the school early as he almost always is. Partly because it is his job to keep the school clean and partly because he loves the quiet moments of solitude at a place where he spent his high school years. Each morning he goes through the memories of this place skipping over a particular moment from the past.

	This time, however, he is remembering his experience of the shooting in full detail. Derek looks into the entrance of the football teams locker room which is where he happened to be when it all went down. The tall man stands there for nearly five minutes only thinking about how much of a coward he had been. Derek looks down towards the ground and it's obvious to the audience what he is remembering. He and a large majority of the team had stayed cowering in that dumb locker room hoping the gunman didn't come for them.

	Derek looked up, sighed, and continued on with his job. He knew some of the others were gonna be here for the reunion of that horrible day and he wanted to make sure the school looked as nice as is did after a good amount of the students had come together to clean the place up in honor of the injured and especially Ty.

	He saved the most important for last. When he made it to the plaque of Ty Carter, he made sure that the plaque was completely spotless. Derek dedicated the change in his life to Ty and when he came back to Edenridge he made sure to make a stop by the plaque every day. He knew everyone coming would at one point or another think about Ty so the best thing Derek could think of to do to honor him was make the plaque shine brighter then it ever had before.

[center][h1]Ricky Harrison:[/h1][/center]

	[b]"CUT!"[/b] called out the director. Ricky stood up straight and stretched with a big smile on his face. The director motioned for him to come over. When he got there the director said, "Good job. Looks like you haven't lost the skill that being a Harrison gives ya."

	Ricky responded in his strong Irish dialect, [color=olive]"Just doing the best I can. I completely forgot what it felt like to actually be the character. It felt great."[/color] The last time anyone saw Ricky portray a character on screen was as Derek. When the show ended he decided he wanted to make masterpieces just like the show. He felt he had accomplished something seeing his name on some of the biggest movies out there.

	"Glad you chose to come here. Know you were a little uncertain at first."

	[color=olive]"Well, since I was told I could still do a little writing for the show that my sister is directing I thought might as well."[/color] The two were referencing a hit medieval fantasy show that both Ricky and his older sister were working on that just started its fifth season a month ago. [color=olive]"I'm still glad y'all gave me the opportunity."[/color]

	"Your welcome. Now go on and get outta my hair. We don't need you for a good while."

	[color=olive]"Yes sir."[/color] Ricky walked over to the door which lead out of the set. He felt like taking a breath. At first he was nervous, but now he was happy to be back.