<div class="floatleft"> (http://fotoalbum.paulvanderlinde.com/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;g2_itemId=59794)</div><br/><strong>Name</strong>: Tristyn Phoenix<br/><strong>Location</strong>: The Phoenix Family Townhome / Apartment<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: See Photo (plus fathers military jacket)<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:The White Rhino gang, The Others, Jack, Open<br/><br/><br/>He felt the unease that the majority of the group felt.  What truly was going on here. They should be in second period right now.  He should be in Mr. Nemchicks AP physics 2 class right now, however he was in his garage at home raiding it for what supplies it held to survive against what? What or who was their enemy right now? He sighed trying to figure things out in his head.  When Michael spoke his hazel eyes darted to blinb Blondel that had brought them thus far.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><em>"yes we can take her out, I just need to put the new spark plugs in is all. It'll take moments,  only deal is...its a stick shift...does maddy know how to drive it?"</em></span>he headed towards the 73 trans am remembering his father and him fixing her up.<br/><br/>An idea popped into his head as he began to assemble the spark plugs.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><em> "how about Billy you take point in truck your a good aim ive seen your accuracy.  Maddy can drive the volvo with the girls.  Mike if its ok can we drive... id like yo talk to you... to wrap my head around this and understand... plus you get to ride in a 783 horse power beast on wheels" </em></span>he said the last part with a smirk of pride.  He held pride in few things in life as he always subtly strives for acceptance in life.  However the trans am was something that was him in its purest form.<br/><br/><br/><br/>