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[center][h3]Roddy Callahan - 2017[/h3][/center]
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[center]Rod rested his head atop of Lanie’s as they watched people begin to spread amongst themselves. As of that moment, Edenridge High had yet to announce a “formal” reunion for the Class of ‘06 with this memorial service being the closest thing to one. Familiar faces across the bleachers echoed through his mind like sound through a canyon. Roddy Callahan wasn’t one for having a lot of friends, not for a lack of trying though. Rod’s friends were pretty much Keisha Carter and Kait O’Connor. Hell, even Lanie wasn’t his true friend until much later.[/center]

[center][color=green]”I’m gonna do something horrible now babe”[/color] Roderick got to his feet and sighed. [color=green]”I’m gonna go socialise. I’m doing this for you, you know? If I didn’t love you, I wouldn’t talk to people”[/color] Although it was said in part jest, there was a sort of truth to that statement. Rod had learned during his time on this Earth that you couldn’t always count on people, they weren’t always reliable. You can like and you can love but in the end the only person you can truly rely on is yourself. Roddy loved Lanie more than life itself, he trusted her with his heart, his mind, his body and his soul. The reality of it was something he felt every day, every time he looked at Ingrid…in truth, they were from different worlds and that fact was not lost on him. [color=green]”Be back in five babe”[/color] He leaned forward and kissed his breath taking wife’s forehead before descending the bleachers.[/center]

[center]Offering his hand out, Rod smiled [color=green]”Kait, good to see you, sorry I didn't get a chance to see you earlier”[/color][/center]

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[center][h2]SEASON 3, EPISODE 1 – BROKEN KIDS OF BOSTON[/h2][/center]
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[center][h3]Roddy Callahan – 2006[/h3][/center]
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[center]“Well you made it little brother” Francis looked at his grinning brother and placed a hand on his shoulder. “You made to the next year of high school. What’s next?”

Roddy flashed a cheeky grin to his big bro. [color=green]”Survive and then go from there”[/color]
Francis chuckled as he handed Rod the keys to his new car, it wasn’t anything special, a modest little thing for a modest family. “I’ll catch in a few weeks ok? I gotta get back to college” The brothers Callahan gave each other a deep hug before parting ways, one into the house, the other into the car towards Edenridge High.

The smile Roddy had given his brother had been probably the falsest thing he had ever done. Before summer, life had been good. He had been in the best place mentally he had been in a while, he had good friends and even a little romance. Yet all of this faded into oblivion when their class was taken to a film festival. Secrets, lies and everything in-between had been revealed during this retreat, horribly splintering his group of friends. How everything stood going into another year at Edenridge was anyone’s guess.

A light buzzing filled Roddy’s ear, at first it was nothing but soon enough it began to become loud and distracting. He had only just passed his test, he couldn’t afford to crash his car now; he’d had it less than five minutes. He took a couple of deep breaths until all of a sudden, Derek O’Leary was punching him in the face. Roddy slammed hard on the breaks and stopped at the curb, turning to his passenger side to see nothing. Parking, Rod leaned his head against the wheel and tried to force his anxiety down into a hole. 

Before he knew what had happened, he was standing in the hallway, at his locker. Fuck he was losing it.[/center]