<div class="floatleft">(http://25.media.tumblr.com/e58b169ad3a561f1b86c5d0bd241f7d7/tumblr_mzmh064agc1rjpd1ko1_1280.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name (PC):</strong>Jacqueline Bouchard<br/><strong>Relationship Status:</strong>Single<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>This little number (http://25.media.tumblr.com/c20cae6b9553f39d911df80c1d30f3f8/tumblr_mzdkyl91L11rjpd1ko1_1280.jpg)<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Marseille Carriage<br/><strong>Date:</strong>September 1st<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Valter Endresen (Mentioned), Abel Lemeux<br/><br/><hr/><br/>She had wished she could have stayed and talked with the new guy to the school.  Although shy and quiet, he had seemed interesting and intriguing to her interests, a handsome type quality which had seemingly also attracted a few of the other students on board.  She had wished she could have talked more, gotten to know him just a little more, but if it meant being embarrassed and harassed in front of more people by Abel, she was more than willing to cut the conversation short in the hopes of avoiding the aggravating boy all together.<br/><br/>To her seat she retreated, desperately searching for her magazines.  Finding one, it had  immediately flipped open and held up to her face, making her seem heavily invested in the gossip magazines than what was going on around her.  At first Jacqueline had thought she had succeeded in hiding from him.  A flame of hope flickered inside of her at the prospect of not having to deal with the annoying little gnat, but it was soon dashed away, extinguished by the sound of his voice directed to her.<br/><br/>Jacqueline rolled her eyes from behind her magazine.  Time and time again he tried to strike up a conversation with her, always so hopeful that she would show some, if any, interest in him.  Time and time again he had always been turned down, her bluntness never getting through to him.  He was persistent, she had to admit, and more than annoying.  With a frustrated sigh she put down her magazine.  It was pointless to try to ignore him.  She didn't doubt for a second it would only make him try harder.<br/><br/>“Oh.  Wow.  An expensive paper weight.  Such a bad ass.” She said in a dull, bored tone.  It was better to just get it and him out of the way, hopeful he won't bother her for the entirety of the ride to the school.<br/><br/>“Nice Jacket.” She remarked with a cold indifference.  “Ettiene has one just like that.  Did yours come with the grease stains, or did you put that on yourself?”