[color=LightSeaGreen][CENTER][h1][b] Elle Miller [/b][/h1][/CENTER][/color]
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[indent] Elle was nothing but a lump under a mass of pillows and a comforter when she woke. She groaned, feeling like she hadn’t slept for long, and wriggled into a more comfortable position. Her hand snaked through the bed until she found her phone, and then slowly pulled it under with her. She pressed a button and her screen lit up. The wallpaper on the back was of a black and white skate park, a beach and palm trees in the background. The time displayed, Elle sighing as she wiped the sleep from her eyes. 

[i] 11:00 AM [/i]

She hadn’t slept for long, god knows what time she crawled in bed last night, but Elle was the type that couldn’t sleep again after waking. So she tossed her phone aside and stretched, releasing one more disgruntled huff before she crawled out from under the comforter. She headed to the kitchen, glad that she could walk through the house in just a big, thrifted sublime t-shirt. She wasn’t sure when her mom would be back. Hopefully not until she was already out of the house for the day.

She grabbed a glass of water, chugged it, and then filled it again before going to the couch. For a few hours she watched reruns of Cops, Punk’d, Fear Factor, and Top Model. She snacked on a few bowls of cereal, and then headed to shower only when she was tired of watching commercials between the shows. One long, karaoke filled shower later and Elle was getting ready to skate until their rendezvous at the local sewer entrance. She put on a mixed CD of Paramore in the background as she put on eyeliner and mascara. With the sewers in mind, Elle threw on an old pair of baggy jeans and rolled them up to her ankles. On the top shelf of her closet, which she had to stand on her tippy toes to reach, she grabbed a plain black hoodie. Under the hoodie she wore a tight green t-shirt. She pulled a pair of old socks up to her calves, put on a black beanie, and finally stuffed her feet in a pair of trashed black converse that could take another beating or so before it was time to toss them.

In her backpack she packed her ipod shuffle, headphones, a change of clothes, another pair of dingy shoes, and her wallet. She headed to the kitchen next. It took her a moment of digging under the sink, but she grinned as she pulled out a large flashlight. It would be great lighting, and could also double as a weapon if needed. She stuffed it into the backpack, tested its weight, and decided it was perfect. Finally, Elle filled a bottle up to the brim in the sink. She tucked that in the almost unusable bottle pocket on the side of her bag. It was all packed and ready. Now she just had to wait.

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The roads heading out of town seemed to disintegrate the further Elle went. Potholes dotted the road, and weeds poked out of cracks. Skating all the way out here was a feat, but she made sure to leave early enough to make it. She’d had to stop to tie her hair back halfway here. The occasional sprinkle of rain from above would have made her hair cling to her neck by the time she made it.

Elle was mulling over the events of the party, a way to distract herself from the distance she still had to go. The Smirnoff Ice had kicked in way too quickly last night, but Elle still remembered what Willow said about the origin of the rock monster. [i] “It melded with one of the sewer pipes and traveled down the tunnel.”[/i] Willow had said. Elle was relieved that Willow hadn’t been face to face with the culprit, but she was also disappointed that was all Willow had seen below the street. The one thing Elle could wonder was how long this person’s range was to use their power. How long could they hold it? How old was this person, too? She imagined that it was a disgruntled grad, taking their frustrations out on the town. It was hard to imagine that a student at Leesburgh high was behind it. [i]I mean, how could they attack other students?[/i] Elle wasn’t comfy with the idea that they could be in a class with her and she’d have no idea. They could hulk out in the middle of a quiz, and she’d have no time to react.

It also meant that they might know the other student’s abilities, and know exactly how to take them down.

[i]Great.[/i]

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Ten minutes later, Elle rolled to a stop at the beginning of the access road. She was a little late, yet she couldn’t hear anything down below but slow moving water. She pulled her phone out of her pocket, convinced that she’d missed a text that the group had chickened out, but saw nothing. With a shrug, she picked up her board and began to make her way down to the waste tunnel entrance. It was a relief to see Doug sitting on the other side of the wall of ugly trees as she rounded the corner. She jogged lightly over to the car with a smile on her face and invited herself into the car with a pointed finger at the backseat. Elle climbed inside, letting out a happy sigh as she sat down for the first time in twenty minutes. [color=LightSeaGreen] “Hey girls, ready for an adventure?”[/color] She said as she shut the door. She looked them each over, and then noted the duct tape on Willow’s cuffs, her ski goggles, and the bandana looking cloth. [color=LightSeaGreen] “Wow, I feel really under dressed.”[/color]

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