<div class="floatright">(http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg142/ElectricBadger/9b68c17b-d2b1-4394-9891-32bf2519de79_zps66794b1c.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 24pt;">Jax</span><br/>St. Cosmas High, Math Class<br/>Tagging: Mary</span><br/><hr/><br/>At the sound of movement behind her, Jax spun around and brandished the chair dramatically.  She paused, however, at seeing the slim, mousy girl following her.  Apparently the other student had just been that easy to overlook.  A glance down her plain, scrawny body revealed why.<br/><br/>"Eh, sweetie - you smoke cloves?"  Her speech was flawless around the cigarette in her mouth, evidence of long practice.  "Meh, fuck no, you're white bread, right...uh...sorry, what's your name?  Got any clue what this is about?  This seems weird, right?  I mean, this is like coma crap or something.  Think they've been poisoned?"