<div class="floatright">(http://images.fanpop.com/images/image_uploads/GQ-UK-Photo-Shoot-jessica-alba-269493_1152_1600.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>Libidinal Gomez<br/><strong>Time/Date</strong>October 30th- 11am ish<br/><strong>Location</strong>Classrooms, in the Physical Education Wing (a.k.a - the Gym)<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>Troy<br/><strong> Misc Information </strong>Drowning<br/><br/>Libby had been doing half laps, she only swam to where the water hit her shoulders when she stood up before executing a perfect turn in the water and swimming back to the edge. She had done several of these laps before Troy appeared Libby stared up at his figure as he crouched above her. His words sent a riot of emotions through her.<strong>"You ever need someone to talk to about this stupid hybrid, you let me know." </strong>oh to be able to talk with him without running with out feeling the need to protect herself. Was it a bad thing to hope for those things? Her stomack dropped when he added.<strong>"And if you need me to make him get the hint and leave you alone... just say the word." </strong>Troy then executed a brilliant dive in the next lane over and as he dissapear beneath the water, that part of Libby that wanted the woman to always be critical of others slipped out and she whispered "word"<br/><br/>She immidately clapped a hand to her mouth and glanced over at where Troy was now practically already at the other end of the pool, Libby waded forwards until the water reached her toned tummy. Had he heard her? She hadn't ment to say that, supprisingly she didn't want him to go.... Libby slipped forwards in the water until she was as far as she dared to. Her hand itched to reach out to the shifter. As if from there she could reach to where he was.<br/><br/>Libby stared in fasinated horror at the expanse of water between Troy and her. She swallowed and dived forwards into the deeper water, she hadn't gone far at all when panic started to set in. The thing was Libby couldn't actually swim that well and had a crazy fear of deep water. She started flayaling in the water her head sank below the surface, the brunette scrambled up for air gasping, she glanced around. Where was the lifeguard?! Her head went under again, Libby kicked and kicked and eventually broke surface a second time. A panicked scream ripped from her throat. "TROY!" For a third time Libby went under and the fiesty girl actually thought<em>this is it, this is how I die,<br/>Troy....I'm sorry </em>the brunettes eyes began to close as her last bubble of oxygen left her lungs.