<div class="floatleft">(http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g194/daxionsfire/RP%20Girls/ChrissaBlindFaithSmall.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Chrissa Williamson<br/><strong>Vehicle</strong>: White Rhino<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: See picture. Also a black ball cap, hair pulled into ponytail.<br/><strong>Travel From</strong>: Tristyn's Apartment<br/><strong>Travel To</strong>: Jack's Apartment<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Billy<br/><br/><em>Gated community...</em>Chrissa thought. To her, that meant rich kids. She'd learned to stay away from them. They were usually nothing but trouble. Billy...seemed different so far, but under a stressful situation like this, it was hard to tell who's behavior would hold up into the near future, and who would go off the deep end.<strong>"Ah, I see,"</strong>she said in reply to Billy's comment about just transferring to the school a year ago.<strong>"Yeah, I've uh...had some bad experiences with school events."</strong>Her face flushed as she said it, as if she realized maybe she'd said too much.<strong>"Tend to stay away from 'em."</strong>She clenched her teeth, the set of her jaw making it apparent it was a sore subject for her. So she changed it quickly.<br/><br/><strong>"My parents have a ranch outside the city limits,"</strong>she said.<strong>"It takes up most of my quote-unquote free time. I get up, do my morning chores on the ranch, come to school. Once classes are done, I go straight home, do my homework, and do my evening chores. Then shower, sleep, and repeat."</strong>She smiled at him.<strong>"I used to kinda hate it. Stupid, huh?"</strong>