<div class="floatleft">(http://i678.photobucket.com/albums/vv145/JanaelleWoW/Other/tumblr_m9yzwaztkm1rdkypqo1_400.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Michael Sandalphon<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Elizabeth's Volvo<br/><strong>Travel From</strong>: High School Parking Lot<br/><strong>Travel To</strong>: Jack's Apartment<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: Same as in the picture, sunglasses on<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Billy, Vivian, and Elizabeth<br/><br/><strong>"Tristyn's gotta lead until we get to his house, Chrissa,"</strong>Michael called as he slid into the backseat of Elizabeth's car,<strong>"Then you can take the rear if thata's what you want." </strong><br/><br/>Sliding into the seat, he involuntarily stiffened as he realized he should have had Billy drive. Michael's hands fumbled for the seat belt, clicking it into place after a few tries. Shutting his eyes, he tried in vain to banish the visions flashing through his mind of the potential accidents they could get into. When Elizabeth hit the first curb, he visible twitched.