<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/e/ee/PeytonIppos.jpg)</div><strong>Character name:</strong>Peyton Ippos<br/><strong>Who:</strong>Mac, Tara, Dodger, Athon, Closed<br/><strong>When:</strong>Day 1 - Morning (Around 7am)<br/><strong>Where:</strong>Common Area -> Heading to Football Field<br/><strong>Warning: </strong>Foul language...Oh My!<br/>Wearing (http://www.polyvore.com/peyton_ippos_collection_outfit/set?id=124829138)<br/><hr/><br/>Mac looked at Peyton like he had just said there was a ghost in the room when Peyton mentioned practice. Peyton squinted and strained to understand Mac part of the time. Just as Peyton was about to ask him to speak slower the door burst open and Peyton jumped and moved his hand up to his head as if trying to hold a hang over in place.<strong>"Shit!"</strong>It's all he could really get out before Coach started up. Peyton's eyes went wide and he just watched the tiny man, almost fearfully. He wasn't yelling.....WASN'T YELLING! ~<em>Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck</em>~ Peyton knew in that moment that he and Mac were probably going to be running laps until the end of the school year. Once Phil left Peyton looked over at Mac, his eyes still wide.<strong>"Dude....he didn't yell...We're fucked."</strong>Grabbing his bag Peyton went to make for the door but couldn't help feel like he needed to turn around.<br/><br/>As he did he saw Tara covered in coffee and tilted his head to the side sympathetically.<strong>"Shit...Tara right?"</strong>He walked over as Dodger moved to the kitchen to get her some paper towels.<strong>"I can't help but feel partially responsible. I gotta get to the field, but I'll tell ya what. If you want a little later on tonight after your classes or whatever let me buy you dinner."</strong>He smiled knowing exactly how it sounded. Holding up his hands peacefully he smiled.<strong>"No funny business...Just dinner."</strong>He gave her a bright smile and looked over at the door where Mac was heading out and saying bye to Tara. Pointing over his shoulder with his thumb at Mac, Peyton bit down on his bottom lip and flinched. The fact he hated leaving was all over his face.<strong>"Look...I gotta get, but if you wanna go grab some grub...Leave a yes or no on my whiteboard on my door."</strong>Looking over at Dodger Peyton grinned.<strong>"Later man."</strong>He smiled at the two of them and gave her a nod grabbing his bag.<br/><br/>Peyton got to the door just in time to see Athon emerge from his room.<strong>"Dude, you just dodged a bullet."</strong>Pointing a him with a smile on his face Peyton smirked.<strong>"Raincheck on breakfast for me dude...Coach was just in here and scared the shit out of most of us."</strong>He looked over to Dodger and laughed.<strong>"Some of us are just to cool to get scared."</strong>He laughed and popped in one ear bud. Throwing up a peace sign Peyton gave a nod to the three left in the room.<strong>"Deuces."</strong>With that he was out the door and on the way to the field in a hurry.