<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/PwyTf2w.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Highlights - Heather Donald<br/><strong>Location:</strong>School Hallways<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept. 5th 11:00 am<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Yolande, and Kitty<br/><strong>Content:</strong>Heather hears the noise, she stops walking away, takes a few steps back, and watches as Kitty plays with fire. An old boy toy of hers notices her behavior and 'protects' her for the time being.<br/><strong>wearing:</strong>These Clothes (http://i.imgur.com/fwS8yWn.jpg) - No purse, no jacket, no bookbag.<br/><hr/><em>‘That was stupid.’</em>Heather thought to herself as she was walking away.<em> ‘I didn’t do anything mean.’ </em>Heather hated the idea of making some one angry. As a rule, Heather always tried to help those in emotional pits from getting out of them. She enjoyed helping people feel better.<em> ‘Did I say something mean?’ </em>Her tone had been a little curt near the end of their encounter, but she hadn’t tried to dig in too deep.<em>‘I was just responding, anything rude was a defensive thing, I’m sure of -’ - ‘What!?’ </em><br/><br/>Heather had heard the concussive force of Yolande’s anger. And she jumped. Her body turned and her arms went up. She had no idea what had happened so she instinctively protected herself. Her legs felt weak at first, nearly losing her feet and going to her knees. But, once she saw that Yolande had only taken her anger out on the wall, Heather calmed herself enough to feel guilt again instead of worry.<br/><br/>Kitty was there, doing her best to diffuse the situation. Heather watched with some horror in her eyes. She and Kitty weren’t that much different as people. There were some not so subtle personality points and life decisions that they had been of different mind on. But, she was a nice person, a helpful person, the same kind of person as Heather. And, Yolande, as far as Heather could tell, didn’t respond well to helpful kindness. So, Heather’s feet carried her slowly back toward Yolande, not to reach out to the girl again, but to be there for Kitty, and maybe help her get away from the time bomb walking around the school.<br/><br/>She tried to keep her distance, she felt responsible for the damage to the school, even if she hadn’t actually done it physically. And at this point, she was actually scared of the new girl. From about forty feet away, Heather was still watching. If Yolande snapped at Kitty too, Heather was going to have something to say about it. For now, she was up against the far wall, with her eyes pinned on Yolande.<em>‘Be careful Kitty…’</em>she wanted to warn her friend out loud, but she thought about how that might make Yolande feel, and she stayed quiet.<br/><br/>"Hey, what are you doing?" Heather turned to see a young man behind her looking on. He'd come late to the miniature catastrophe, and he had only seen Yolande at the last part of her 'disappearing wall trick.' Heather looked into the boys eyes and remembered having sex with him a few times over the previous school year. She looked deep into him to try and remember his name.<strong> "Justin?"</strong>His eyebrows folded, he looked a little bit bummed that she didn't remember him right away. "Yeah, Highlights, I'm Justin. What are you doing?" Heather didn't bother explaining much, she gestured toward Kitty and Yolande and reached for his arm. It had been a while since he and Heather had spoken, but he was falling for her the whole time they were apart. He saw a huge amount of bracelets on her arm and saw it as an opening. The two of them watched Kitty and Yolande together, sort of hiding, but mostly not. He was tall, semi-toned, but not muscular. Heather had never learned Justin's power, but it was less impressive than hers. He wouldn't have been able to protect Heather from either Kitty or Yolande, but he had it in him to try if things went wrong.