Augustus Metliz
Augustus glared at Justin when the first bell rang and jabbed the knife into the tree. He gathered his stuff and threw his book-bag behind his back with one strap over his arm. "If I was a hippie, I would be fat and jolly like old saint nick." He muttered through his teeth as he left the courtyard and headed for his locker.
Skye Warchire
When she heard the bell ring, she stood back up and walked into the open halls. Since Skyes locker was close, she dragged a little to get to it. Skye has been here for about three years, her locker the same one every time. But it was only last year when her best friend disapeard without a warning, it devastated her, she didn't even know how to react to it since others went missing before her.










