<div class="floatleft">(http://www.racecar.co.uk/uploads/rcnewsimages/chloe2010.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Chloe Masters<br/><strong>Nom De Guerre:</strong>None<br/><strong>Position/Grade:</strong>Senior<br/><strong>Location:</strong>One of the front rows, Hall of Oracles<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Alexi, Nathan, Carter<br/><hr/><br/>Before either boy had a chance to answer her question, both their chairs began to shake, seemingly of their own accord.  Chloe jumped in surprise, not realising straight away that they weren't being manipulated by someone exercising their power, but instead by Carter, in what she could only assume was his idea of a joke.  Looking up at him just in time to catch the sidewise flick of his head, she blushed.  He didn't really want to sit with her, did he?  Things like that just didn't happen!  Not to her, anyway.  Oh, wait...he could probably read her mind, or sense her emotions, or something similar, and decided to mess with her because of what she had just been thinking.<br/><br/><em>"The show starts whenever you want, sweetheart.  And I guarantee it's gonna be a helluva lot hotter than the one the principal is gonna put on.  What's your name, honey?  I'm sure these two have already told you mine."</em><br/><br/>Despite blushing deeper, Chloe was vaguely incensed.  Who the hell did he think he was, coming over here and trying to terrorise students who were obviously younger than him?  And the arrogance to assume that they'd been talking about him!  And did he really think that cutesy grin was going to work on her?  Puhlease!  Ignoring the fact that his smile was indeed having an affect on her body, she was about to give him a piece of her mind when Nathan beat her to it.<br/><br/><em>”Why don’t you just go back to your seat in the back, Carter. One would think that with speed like yours if you wanted to set up front you could have gotten here sooner and not try to take somebody else’s seat.”</em><br/><br/><em>Nice comeback, Nathan,</em>Chloe thought to herself.  She had fully expected the younger, shier boy to scurry away at Carter's intimidation, and was pleased for him that he didn't.  Fairly sure that he had said all he was going to say, Chloe stood and turned her full attention to Carter.  Lordy, he was good looking, but where did he get off acting like a jerk?<br/><br/>"Actually," she began, her voice dripping with contempt.  "I have no idea<strong>who</strong>you are,<em>sweetheart</em>."  She almost spat the term of endearment back at him.  "And where do you get off thinking you can come over here, interupt our conversation, and try to intimidate people into giving up their seats, just because you've decided that you're bored silly sitting at the back?  You're nothing but a bully!"<br/><br/>The unfamiliar, yet obviously authoritative voice suddenly booming out of the speakers gave Chloe pause.  She whipped her head back towards the stage, not wanting the Principal to catch her not paying attention to his first speech of the year.  She scanned the podium for him, wondering if perhaps he had the ability to throw his voice from somewhere else.  Going to a school where almost anything was possible was turning into a challenge...and strictly speaking, school hadn't even started yet!  It wasn't until the voice began cracking jokes that she noticed the sulfur-crested cockatoo speaking into the microphone.  Despite her flash of anger at Carter, she couldn't help but laugh along with everyone else.<br/><br/>When most of the auditorium burst into a bad rendition of Queen's<em>We Are The Champions</em>, Chloe turned back towards the dark headed Senior.  "I'm Chloe, if you really must know," she said in a somewhat softer tone, before turning her back on him and resuming her seat.  As far as she was concerned, the conversation was over.  Not caring if he was still there, she leaned closer to Nathan and Alexi.<br/><br/>"What a jerk!"<br/><br/>