<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/8/82/Mim.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Jemima 'Mim' Morgaine<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Darren<br/><strong>When:</strong>Day 1, Morning<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Near the Central Fountain<br/><strong>Warning: </strong>Excessive Sass<br/>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/set?id=124618356)<br/><hr/><br/>Mim for whatever God forsaken reason had decided to go for a job early in the morning. All it had done was put her in a mood though. The fresh air made her want to kill herself. School had been going a week and classes were in full swing. She had been assigned a partner in her mythology class that had originally made her want to stab her brain with a really sharp pencil, but much to her surprise the beefcake of a QB was kinda smart. She had her earbuds in and was running towards the main courtyard of the school to sit by the fountain to take a break when she saw him...Fucking Sheriff Phaeton.<strong>"Ugh....As if this morning couldn't get any worse,"</strong>she said softly as she rounded the corner behind him.<br/><br/>Mim and the dear Sheriff had a love/hate relationship. She loved to cause trouble, and he hated when she did. He'd thrown her in cuffs more times then she could recall her freshman year, and not the fun kind of cuffs. Sniffing the air loudly enough for him to hear her approach she slowly popped the earbuds out of her ears and laid them down so the dangled around her neck.<br/><br/>*Sniff* *Sniifff*<strong>"Is that bacon I smell?"</strong>She smirked and tilted her head to the side, her pig tails bouncing around before settling by falling behind her and dangling there.<strong>"It should be illegal for you to not have a shirt on."</strong>She chuckled a little and moved a hand up to start twirling a piece of hair around her finger as she straightened her head back up. The song "Sail" by AWOLNATION (https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gH2efAcmBQM&feature=kp) could be heard over the earbuds faintly and she stood there, one hand on her hip the other playing with her hair.<br/><br/>Looking down at the dog she shook her head.<strong>"I bet you are his only friend."</strong>She chuckled and looked back up at Darren her finger still twirling away at her hair.<strong>"You know Sgt. McSexypants....You really should try to make friends who walk on two legs...It might be good for you."</strong>The smile on her face was a devious one as she looked the officer directly in the eyes, hers twinkling with a wily but playful glimmer.