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The Fall of Olympus

Estelle scowled at him before sighing. She knew that look in his eyes. It meant he had his mind made up and absolutely nothing would change it. She briefly considered flying away before he could react but her heart clenched at the thought of doing that to him. She climbed up onto Phoenix, knowing he would be faster than her and offered her hand out to help Jason up onto the dragon.

Supernatural Inn (Reboot)

Autumn gave the red-headed man another smile as he accepted Garry. She took her bunny back, happy he made someone else feel better. She heard Name offer for everyone to join them for breakfast but they all seemed to be busy. Autumn smelled something on the air and she realized it was the pancakes. She squeaked and raced back into the room and into the kitchen. Smoke was rising up from pan and Autumn gasped, frantically pushing a chair in front of the stove and scrambling on top of it. She grabbed the spatula and lifted the pancake from the pan. She wrinkled her nose at the burnt smell before placing the food on a plate. As she did her elbow knocked into the pan and sent it falling to the floor. The child's eyes widened and she grabbed for it, eyes widening when she felt her body tip forward to far. She gasped as gravity dragged her towards the floor and right onto the hot pan. Her small arm landed on it and she cried out in pain, scrambling away as tears filled her eye. Aiden raced to the door and began tugging on Name's coat in panic.

Maximum Ride: The Secret

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Maximum Ride: The Secret

Cleaning the wound on her right shoulder with her non-dominant hand was awkward and painful affair. She wasn't used to doing tasks with her left hand though she knew she better learn until the wound healed because it would be hard to use her right hand at the current moment in time. She didn't know where the others went or when they would be coming back inside but she hoped she could get the wound cleaned and bandaged before they caught sight of her because she knew if they saw the wound fully without her shirt they may rethink their plan of leaving the eagle be, especially Jacque and Fade. Estelle sighed and continued cleaning the claw marks. She frowned down at the wound, trying to decide if it needed stitches or not. She was no medical expert and therefore was unable to tell. It didn't look that deep but she didn't know if she needed something other than a bandage for it. If it did need stitches she didn't know if she would be able to do it and she was hesitant to ask the others in the current state they were in. Maybe Senka or Fade? They seemed the less likely to freak out. Well, maybe just Fade then considering Senka's reaction upon first seeing the blood.

Estelle sighed once more and rised the rag out awkwardly with one hand, continuing to clean the wound. Jacque's voice ringing through the house made the child freeze, hand extended halfway to her other arm, dressed in her shorts and tank top. Her eyes widened and she glanced down frantically at her wound. He couldn't see this, he would flip! But he wanted her to come out. Maybe she could throw her shirt back on really quick and hide it for their talk? Her mind ran in circles. The shirt would have to do because she didn't have time to bandage the wound. She scrambled down from the sink and began reaching for her shirt, hoping Jacque didn't come looking for her.

The Fall of Olympus

Estelle frowned and folded her arms as she stared up at him, not even blinking in surprise when another sword appeared from the ground. "Well you can't very well come with me and leave the camp undefended. Phoenix and I can move faster if we're alone. We need these warriors. Besides, I have my keys." She told him, a stubborn set to her jaw.

I Must Confess That I Feel Like A Monster (No Longer Accepting Characters)

@Kitty

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I Must Confess That I Feel Like A Monster (No Longer Accepting Characters)

"Will Estelle Forrester, Ricky Thompson, Adelisa Davis, Roman Vicius, Ryan Jones, and Janos Kalpa please all come to principal's office."

Just great. Estelle had arrived to her first period late and got scolded in front of everyone by the teacher and now she was being called to the principal's office. "Looks like the freak is in trouble!" Someone jeered from the back, causing laughter to erupt from the class. The teacher said nothing, the man too busy checking his email on the computer to notice. Cheeks flaming, Estelle gathered her things and rose to her feet. She began picking her to the front, not noticing a boy sticking his foot out into the aisle before it was too late. A squeak escaped her as she tripped over his foot and went tumbling to the ground, bruising her knees and almost losing her glasses in the process, the class laughing harder. She was lucky she didn't though because knowing the boy that tripped her, he would probably step on them on purpose.

The teacher glanced up from his computer and looked at her with a blank expression. "Miss Forrester, if you are quite done being a klutz will you please just go to the principal's office?" Cheeks now a bright red, she scrambled to pick up her belongings and scurry to the door with her head bowed. Her shoulders slumped once she was in the safety of the hallway, leaning against the lockers as she stubbornly pushed back the tears wanting to escape. She idely glanced down at her knees, pulling up her skirt slightly. Yep. Definitely bruised. Thankfully her skirt was long enough that it just barely covered her knees, which in turn barely covered up the bruises.

She sighed and dropped her skirt, turning and heading for the main office. She soon arrived and blinked in surprise to see Dela and Ryan already there, Ryan looking she had been in a fight. Again. Estelle shyly waved at her two friends, inching over to them. When all the called students arrived the principal would then show up, looking at the six teens. "Thank you for all joining me. Ryan, we'll talk later so don't move. Anyway, girls, I would like to introduce you to our three new students. Ricky Thompson, Roman Vicius, Janos Kalpa" The man said, gesturing to each boy as he said their name. "Boy's, meet Estelle Forrester, Adelisa Davis and Ryan Jones." Each girl was pointed out before the principal regarded them all.

"You are probably wondering why I have you called you here. Well, its simple. Seeing as the boy's here are new, they will be in need of some help adjusting to a new school. That is where you girls come in. For one week, each of you will pair up with one of the gentlemen and show him around and help him get settled. This is not optional and I feel it may affect you moving up to the next grade at the end of the year if you chose not to participate. That goes for all of you. As such, the pairings are made with age difference in mind so you will be paired by grade to help make things easier. The pairings are as follows:

Estelle and Ricky, Adelisa and Rowan, and Ryan and Janos. That is all. You may go back to class. Except you Ryan. Why don't you come to my office. Janos, you may wait here while Miss Jones and I have a little chat."

With that the principal retreated to his office, leaving the six teens to their thoughts about this new development. Estelle stared into space in shock, not really seeing anything as her thoughts whirled around and around. Why in the world did the principal pick her of all people? She was just the shy girl that hardly ever talked and kept her head down. She hadn't even know the principal knew she had existed. But why her? She took a deep breath, hoping this boy wasn't like the other boys that liked to pick on her. She had kept her eyes lowered the entire time the man was speaking and so didn't even know what her new partner looked like. She lifted her head and received a jolt of shock.

Wide aquamarine eyes stared at the boy across from her, unable to believe what she was seeing. A sense of deja vu hit her next and she racked her brain as she tried to think of where she had seen this boy before. Wait, that was it! Her sketchpad! She had been drawing this boy for the past few months. But...that didn't make sense. He was just a boy in her dreams, how could he be real? She briefly wondered if it was just a coincidence but it was a big one if that were the case. The eyes, height, hair color, everything was the exact same.

It then dawned on her that she had been gaping at Ricky like a fool and blushed bright red, eyes dropping to the floor as she shifted on her feet awkwardly. Oh dear what should she do now?

I Must Confess That I Feel Like A Monster (No Longer Accepting Characters)

@Marcus XVI

Cool ^^

I Must Confess That I Feel Like A Monster (No Longer Accepting Characters)

There's one. One more should be good ^^