<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/9igByIf.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>"Highlights" - Heather Donald<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Cafeteria<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 5th - 12:00(ish)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Tessa Cantrell, Kitty Pryde, Rogue (also posting order), CLOSED<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Heather is concerned about Rogue's behavior, she can't help but feel like she done fucked up the night before. Heather realizes that Jasmine is talking Tessa over the table about the school being a prison. Heather elaborates. Jasmine and Heather explain a bit about Salem Summers and how it is to get clothes at the school. Heather and a few other girls look to Tessa when Rogue asks about her mutation. (mostly ignores Kitty's post, sorry! It just seemed right, since Rogue's was sort of a response to it already.) Other girls are:  Kioki Kasagana (http://i.imgur.com/v5mzcjI.jpg), Michelle Dawson (http://i.imgur.com/aIeDAqa.jpg), Rachel Finnegan (http://i.imgur.com/Cy1iDWV.jpg), & Jasmine (http://i.imgur.com/xNZtK7l.jpg)<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>Exactly This (http://i.imgur.com/gmgbVEh.jpg), Zebra bra and all. And These Shoes (http://i.imgur.com/0l6s5yw.jpg)<br/><hr/>There was something off that day. Not with the group, not with the school in general, and not with Heather. She could feel that something was off right away. Rogue felt distant, and Heather wasn’t entirely sure why. She couldn’t help but think like she had something to do with it. But, she wasn’t exactly sure why Rogue would hide away like this the night after the two of them had been so close. A bit of concern bit into each thought she had as she started to feed of the vibe from ther untouchable lover to her right. She tried not to make her concern show on her face. The two of them were still secret, and although Heather felt like she was being subtle with her little leg rub, she recoiled as soon as Rogue pinched at her, clearly trying to say that this was the wrong place and the wrong time to be affectionate, even in some kind of secret way. Heather was tired of hiding her affection. She’d gone more than month in this fledgling relationship with Rogue, and keeping it secret as starting to bug her. But, now wasn’t the time to make a big deal about it.<br/><br/>The pinch was enough to get her to snap her leg away and against a metal beam under her seat. There was a soft clang, and a sharp burst of pain in her ankle<br/><br/>It hurt. She’d never felt so distanced from Rogue, and to feel like this only hours after what had happened between them, it made Heather really start to worry,<em>‘Does she feel violated?… Did I?’</em>The thought had never occurred to her until then,<em>‘did I rape Rogue last night?’</em>Her heart sank at the table,<em>‘oh no! No. I didn’t, I was sort of pushy, but I didn’t, she could have stopped me. She had to have wanted it, but why is she…’</em>Heather’s face was turned toward her right for a moment more, but then she shook the cobwebs free and turned to the rest of her friends. She felt like she had missed most of the conversation in that moment of private meltdown with Rogue<br/><br/>She let herself not think about Rogue, Heather had dealt with drama before. It had never really hurt so much as this, but she did her best to shrug away the sensation and try to enjoy her lunch.<br/><br/>She started to eat her past at a pretty quick pace. She tried to catch the tail end of the conversation that was unfolding between the girls at the table. She heard Tessa say something about being trapped in the mansion, and being unable to travel out to even go shopping. She had listened to Kitty try to explain the difference between Michelle and herself. The confusing language and the small jokes made Heather’s eyes light up and she smiled as she chewed, barely capable of keeping her mouth closed. She covered her lips with her hands as she giggled while she chewed.<br/><br/>Finally, as she swallowed she happened to catch a piece of Michelle and Jasmine.<strong> “I just don’t understand why we’re one of the two options. Here or prison!?”</strong>Heather turned to look at Jasmine as she realized the the long haired brunette girl was actually leaning over the table and talking to Tessa.<strong>“It doesn’t feel like a prison, but it absolutely is one. I want to go shopping so bad! Been here for almost a year. I’m tired of RA Summers picking out my panties.”</strong>Heather laughed with Michelle and half of the other girls at the table.<br/><br/>Heather elaborated on Jasmine’s point, the girl with the rainbow hair turned to her left and spoke to Tessa with as much confidence as she could muster.<strong>“Yeah, we can’t leave for any reason. The RA, Salem Summers orders all of our clothes from warehouses, and unless you make a really specific request, you get the kind of stuff she would buy.”</strong>Heather looked across the table past Rogue again to laugh as Jasmine groaned in reaction to Salem Summers.<br/><br/><strong>“Haaaate Herrrr!” </strong>Jasmine groaned further, Heather erupted into laughter.<br/><br/>She was still laughing as she turned to Tessa again.<strong>“Jasmine doesn’t really get along with her.”</strong><br/><br/><strong>“She won’t let me smoke! Ever.” </strong>Jasmine’s anger was all for comic effect. She shouldn’t have been smoking, she wasn’t old enough to be doing it legally, and it wasn’t Salem’s fault that she had to take the tobacco product from the teen that wanted to kill herself with smoke. Heather was doing her best to try and overlook the fact that the most important person at the table to her had little interest in her or what was going on around her. And they were both sitting in the very center of the conversation now with Jasmine to Rogue’s right.<br/><br/>Heather didn’t flinch at Rogue’s comment about needing another table. She pretended she hadn’t heard it, amazed that Rogue was upset enough to actually grumble with her about trying to include new people into their group.<br/><br/>Heather turned away from her secret girlfriend when she asked Tess what the young girl was capable of. Heather looked interested as she eyed Tess after Rogue's question. A few of the other girls including Jasmine and Michelle looked as well. It was always fun to learn about a new students power. It also just so happened to be a good excuse to avoid looking in Rogue’s direction.<br/><br/>Heather and Rogue were usually chatty together, and almost always sat side by side. Heather was starting to worry that the other girls might be sensing the nervous energy between them.<em>‘I want to touch her arm, or her leg, or whisper in her ear. God! I can’t do anything like that.’</em>Heather’s toe was starting to tap, and her eyes were growing frantic as the conversation around the table continued. She wished that she could do anything to make the situation between them better in that moment instantly. But she didn’t know what to do.<br/><br/><strong>“Yeah, we all have powers of some kind, what they bring you in for?”</strong>Jasmine bristled at the joke about this being a prison. Heather couldn’t see the reaction, but Michelle had, and she rolled her little kitten eyes as well. Jasmine and Michelle didn’t always get along with Heather, and sometimes they were outwardly subversive toward her defacto ‘leadership’ of their friendship circle.