<div class="floatleft">(http://imageshack.us/a/img690/4042/edmundentin.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Billy Wilson<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Sidewalk in front of Tristyn's Apartment Complex<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: white button shirt, blue vest, brown slacks<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Open, Michael, Chris, Madelyn, Jack<br/><br/>Billy heard what Tristyn said, but he would leave the heavy lifting to him and Jack. They were bulkier than he was. Plus, he was standing guard and looking out for Michael. He wondered where Elizabeth and Vivian went to, but trusted they would be back soon. Surely the blonde girl didn't just throw her keys so they would leave without her. In any event, he would go after them if they were tardy.<br/><br/><strong>"Don't worry about it, Michael. I'm sure she's just feeling tense. Understandably so."</strong>He replied to the blind student. When he looked to the side, he noticed Madelyn had food cans with her. That was good. Billy knew how to cook a little, but he wasn't about to be turned into the resident cook, so he would only pitch in and let someone else do it. Right now, roles were being defined slowly, and he wanted to make sure his wasn't a domestic one.<br/><br/>Looking down at his new friend once more, he saw the bloody tears again. That just didn't look pleasant. Jack appeared then, and offered Michael a napkin. That was good, since Billy had no more to spare and it was a bit unsettling for the others to see him like that.<br/><br/>Billy nodded as Michael spoke,<strong>"Well, the school bus yard should have many unattended vehicles for us. We can go there first thing in the morning."</strong>He could tell Michael was worried, which wasn't a good sign, but it was better if they tried not to panic right now. They needed to proceed with their plan. Billy put a hand on Michael's shoulder,<strong>"Don't worry. Just keep calm and trust yourself."</strong>Billy's own doubts had been slowly vanishing since Michael's predictions seemed accurate for now.<br/><br/>When Chrissa alerted him of the car around the curve, Billy looked out of the corner of his eye.<strong>"Hm, someone could be in there, perhaps waiting to rob us of what we find...or it could just be someone curious about our movements."</strong>Billy then turned to Michael, trying to act casually so the person in the car wouldn't know they were speaking of him.<strong>"What do you think, Michael? Friend or foe?"</strong>He asked and waited for the blonde to assess the situation.