<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/r1mLnY5.jpg?1)</div><hr/><hr/><strong>Name:</strong>Gavin Archer<br/><strong>Setting:</strong>Senior Hall<br/><strong>Company:</strong>No One<br/><strong>Apparel:</strong>School (https://www.polyvore.com/gavin/set?id=145740539)<br/><strong>Event:</strong>Arriving at School<br/><hr/><hr/>Most of his classmates might have been thinking about pro when they woke up that morning, but Gavin sure wasn't. Prom was expensive; tuxes, flowers, tickets, limos, dinner....a whole lot of money that he and his family didn't have. They didn't even have a proper place to live, so why would he go wasting money on something as pointless as a fancy dance? He yawned and stretched out on the air mattress that had been his bed for the better part of three months. It was quiet in the apartment, which was good. His mom was probably passed out in one of the tiny bedrooms; they were staying with a couple of her friends and they had the other bedroom. Gavin wasn't alone in the living room, though. His 6 year old sister Sadie was sleeping on the couch. Gavin shook her gently mumbling,<strong>"Come on kiddo, it's time for school..."</strong>Sadie whined and protested, but eventually she rose from the dead. "Five more minutes," the little girl whined, pouting from under a nest of bedhead hair.<br/><br/><strong>"We don't have five more, munchkin," </strong>Gavin responded as he made his way to the bathroom to shower,<strong>"Get dressed so I can brush your hair okay?"</strong>Sadie's hair was almost as long as she was tall and keeping it in order was a chore. Gavin would have gotten it trimmed if he'd had his way but...well, Sadie wanted her hair long and he was a sucker for his baby sister's demands. What Sadie wanted, Sade got, with very few exceptions. Once he had showered and dressed, Gavin got Sadie dressed and put her hair in braided pigtails (the only way to keep it from ending up a tangled mess, it seemed). He had to feed her quickly, before his mother's friends got crabby at them for making noise. Then, Gavin loaded her into the junky old Jeep that the Archers had owned since Gavin was his sister's age. It ran well despite it's age, thanks to Gavin. He always had been mechanically inclined and worked at an auto shop in town.<br/><br/>After he dropped Sadie off at her elementary school, Gavin headed for his own school a few blocks away. He wasn't surprised to see signs all over the hallway for the upcoming dance. Ugh; what a waste of time and money...