<hr/><div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/8KMX1yo.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>"Highlights" - Heather Donald<br/><strong>Location:</strong>TV room<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 5th - basically midnight (morning of 8th)<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Medusa<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Heather is a bit jaded and alone, she finds herself in the company of Abigail in the TV room and asks to join her for the viewing of The Fast and The Furious.<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This Hoody (http://i.imgur.com/cenA6BF.jpg) - These smexy sweats (http://i.imgur.com/4mvSxN7.jpg) - And This Kiss Shirt (http://i.imgur.com/VNYdLNb.jpg) - Black Knee Sucks<br/><hr/>Heather wasn’t having a great night. As she walked through the halls in the hours that everybody seemed to fall asleep, she didn’t even bother with headphones. Instead, she just listened to the sound of the halls. She could hear people behin their doors without any superhuman ability. It was a school full of teenagers and young adilts. There was energy for days in this building.<em>‘Energy for months in my case’. </em>Heather’s stomach grumbled, she had a bag full of food hanging from her shoulders. Not every night had been exactly like this, but it was starting to feel like she was falling back into her old routine.<br/><br/><em>‘All this energy, and no one to share it with.’</em>Heather thought, somberly as she kicked her way clumsily along the stairs.<em>‘Of course I fall for Rogue. I’m so stupid.’ </em>Heather had allowed herself to get close to Rogue because the two of them couldn’t touch. So, Heather couldn’t fall into her seductive, self temptress game with her roommate. Instead, they actually had to communicate. And it helped Heather a lot for over a month. But it had all come crumbling down and this pain was worse than how it had been before. Now she’d lost something, something besides Thirty-three bracelets of non-slutty behavior.<br/><br/>Heather’s arms were naked. She had black sweats on, a black hooded sweatshirt, and a tiny concert t-shirt she’d received as a gift when she was barely a teenager, before her mutation. Heather wasn’t dressed in happy clothes. She was dressed in warm clothes. Her sleeves were still rolled up and there wasn’t a single bracelet on her left or right wrist. She was bare. That meant that she’d gone and had sex with someone she wasn’t supposed to less than 24 hours ago.<br/><br/>As she made her way down the stairs, she could hear the tv room being used, and decided to make her way. Moving through the halls, there wasn’t much going on. So, it didn’t feel like much time at all had passed before she was in the back of the TV room. It was easy to tell that this blonde girl was too absorbed to have seen her.<br/><br/><strong>“Knock knock…”</strong>Heather’s gentle voice was anything but alarming, she might as well have been a puppy whining for attention, or a child asking for food.<strong>“Do you mind if I join you?”</strong>Highlights started to walk toward Abigail, as she got closer, it occurred to her,<em>‘I don’t know who this girl is.’ </em><br/><br/><strong>“Hey. Sorry to interrupt. I can take off if you want.”</strong>Her thumb went over her shoulder, and she even turned a bit to look back at the entrance. Even as she gestured backwards, she stepped in, closer to the same sofa that Abigail was sitting on. Heather had never seen what the other girl was watching, so as far as she could tell, it was a brand new film.