<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 and Justin react like two basic bystanders. There's a cute moment where they both hide from the action, and then peek at it both together. She hides behind him. He hides behind his arm.<br/><strong>wearing:</strong>These Clothes (http://i.imgur.com/fwS8yWn.jpg) - No purse, no jacket, no bookbag.<br/><hr/><em>“We should get going.”</em>Justin was tugging Heather away from Yolande gently, he didn’t want her to get hurt. She may not have had a good memory of him, but they had some kind of connection to be sure. She didn’t move right away, she was hesitant to leave, unwilling to abandon the situation. Although, she had already started her exit. She didn't know why she hadn't finished that move. There was a morbid curiosity keeping her around. And there was a large attachment of grief that had a hold of her. She felt bad, she even felt responsible for what Yolande was doing.<em>‘She was just walking down the hall before. Now, she’s ripping it up.’</em>Heather had rarely ever had this effect on someone. She was stunned, on top of everything else.<br/><br/><strong>“I’ll be fine. Justin.” </strong>Heather had a childish nature to her that would not do if she ever wanted to be a strong person. But sometimes, on occasion, it worked out the opposite way. She wanted to apologize, or fix this, or do something to repair whatever damage she’d done.<strong>“I’m staying.”</strong>She was almost yelling at Justin, but Heather’s voice was loud enough to catch Yolande’s attention.<br/><br/>It was a horrible feeling, being powerless. Heather had a few powers to speak of, but absolutely none of them were useful in this moment. It occurred to her very quickly that she should have probably just kept on walking. The group that she was standing in before she had ever talked to Yolande were still in sight, about 90 feet away, but they were back there watching on, just like Heather. Unlike Heather, they were creeping forward. Justin had up and found himself in the wrong place at the wrong time again. The two of them were sort of watching on. Heather felt like she could help, and she was firm in her place, Justin just felt like he could protect his one-time sex-friend from danger if he needed to. But he wasn’t going to force her out of the situation unless he needed to. Justin’s mutation was gamma like Rachel’s but it was defensive to be sure. His muscles were different, thicker, heavier, stronger. That was all, but it had it’s benefits.<br/><br/>Justin started to move in front of Heather, physically pulling her behind him as Yolande started to focus on them. His hand was wrapped around her purple bracelets. He felt strong.<em> “I’m not le-” </em>Kitty interupted Justin. And, he had thought it to be his time to shine. His voice was raised, he had his sentence planned, he was going to protect Highlights as best as he was capable of doing.<br/><br/>But, then the one hundred pound girl named Kitty stepped up and did his job for him. He was shocked, Heather panicked.<br/><br/><strong>“Oh, Kitty No!” </strong>Heather didn’t understand how this had happened. She was immature and unqualified to handle this properly. Part of her just wanted Justin to handle it. But now he was confused too. Heather hid her face, afraid of what Yolande might do to her dearest little kitty. Justin put his arm up in front of his own. He used his body to shield Heather while the rest of the people in the halls took a big step back.<br/><br/>Heather looked left, trying to figure out what had happened when Kitty lashed out at Yolande. She looked at a few faces closely, but she wasn’t getting a good enough picture. Once the sounds of the fighting stopped, she peaked her head around Justin’s arm to see what happened, as she did, he lowered the other one to do the same thing. They were both rather speechless. Justin could pull them apart with his mutated muscles if things got ugly between the two girls fighting. But, Heather was just hungry at the moment... and her hair was growing superfast.