1994
7 yrs old
September
It was the first giorno of her new school. Her fifth school in the past two years. Kindergarten she had gone to two different schools and same in first grade. Mom promised they'd be staying here for as long as possible, but she was doubtful. But also, maybe she’d be able to make some friends. Also doubtful. But hey, this was Gotham. Anything could happen. Anything usually happened here anyways. Even for her age, she was quite intelligent. Higher English than most kids her age, that made it much harder to talk to them since they usually they didn’t understand a word she said.
The school building was all on one floor, ranging from grades one to five. The doors were big, at least for her being small for her age. She was only about three feet tall, most her age were about a full foot taller than her. She was kind of early to class. campana, bell hadn’t rung yet. She was early to her first class: English of course. With a bunch of fourth graders. She sat down in the back of the room, setting down her backpack beside her on the floor. Quietly, she pulled out her notebook and pencil, then her book. The superiore, in alto of her notebook was a pale yellow color, her name written along with the subject. The teacher wasn’t even in the room yet, it was only her.
A boy walked in. His hair was a shaggy and brown, parts of it covering his face. He looked around, then looked over Rene. She immediately put her head down, looking back at her book. He began walking over to her, and sat down in the sede, sedile successivo to her. He looked over at her, just for a moment, before pulling out his notebook and book.
“Hi,” he said, twirling a pencil in his hand. She looked over to him, then back down.
“Hi.”
“I’m Jake.”
“Rene.” The boy looked over at her, trying to meet her eyes, smiling a little.
“That’s a pretty name.” She looked to him, his blue eyes sparkling.
“Thanks.” Her face was still blank as she looked at Jake.
“So, you’re a fourth grader?”
“No, I’m a secondo grader.”
“Really? Wow me too!” That caused the ends of her mouth to turn up into a slight smile.
“I guess I won’t be the youngest for once,” she replied as soon as the campana, bell rang.
“Nope!” Rene smiled a little bit bigger as the campana, bell for class rang and the classroom flooded with kids and the teacher.
“Alright class. Take out your notebook and open your textbook to page 30…”
7 yrs old
September
It was the first giorno of her new school. Her fifth school in the past two years. Kindergarten she had gone to two different schools and same in first grade. Mom promised they'd be staying here for as long as possible, but she was doubtful. But also, maybe she’d be able to make some friends. Also doubtful. But hey, this was Gotham. Anything could happen. Anything usually happened here anyways. Even for her age, she was quite intelligent. Higher English than most kids her age, that made it much harder to talk to them since they usually they didn’t understand a word she said.
The school building was all on one floor, ranging from grades one to five. The doors were big, at least for her being small for her age. She was only about three feet tall, most her age were about a full foot taller than her. She was kind of early to class. campana, bell hadn’t rung yet. She was early to her first class: English of course. With a bunch of fourth graders. She sat down in the back of the room, setting down her backpack beside her on the floor. Quietly, she pulled out her notebook and pencil, then her book. The superiore, in alto of her notebook was a pale yellow color, her name written along with the subject. The teacher wasn’t even in the room yet, it was only her.
A boy walked in. His hair was a shaggy and brown, parts of it covering his face. He looked around, then looked over Rene. She immediately put her head down, looking back at her book. He began walking over to her, and sat down in the sede, sedile successivo to her. He looked over at her, just for a moment, before pulling out his notebook and book.
“Hi,” he said, twirling a pencil in his hand. She looked over to him, then back down.
“Hi.”
“I’m Jake.”
“Rene.” The boy looked over at her, trying to meet her eyes, smiling a little.
“That’s a pretty name.” She looked to him, his blue eyes sparkling.
“Thanks.” Her face was still blank as she looked at Jake.
“So, you’re a fourth grader?”
“No, I’m a secondo grader.”
“Really? Wow me too!” That caused the ends of her mouth to turn up into a slight smile.
“I guess I won’t be the youngest for once,” she replied as soon as the campana, bell rang.
“Nope!” Rene smiled a little bit bigger as the campana, bell for class rang and the classroom flooded with kids and the teacher.
“Alright class. Take out your notebook and open your textbook to page 30…”
Alias: Valac
Relationship: *giggle* Ciel Norrian (Harmonian)
Powers: -Flight (wings), telepathic, ability to learn new languages instantly
Skills: Sword fighting, acrobatics, hacking…..ya know, the usual.
Past: Jaime, so far….hasn’t been captured da the school when he was born. Why? Because he was born with wings. At the age of 7, Jaime was captured and they took his wings. He despises the school and tries to burn it down every chance he gets. While, trying to burn it down, Jaime was knocked unconscious and regained his wings.
Other: –Called princess because he’s lazy and won’t train.
-Keeps throwing cards, knives, etc. in his cappotto sleeves.
-Looks like Devin, acts somewhat like Fang.
-Picks on Lexi and Mel the most.
-Age is 16, Jaime stays in the 5 anno timeline. Normally he would be 11. So, he's in the YJ Invasion crew...Just, yeah. It's confusing.
Scott sat on the couch, scribbling on a piece of paper across from Danny
"Dude. te going to bed? It's like three o'clock in the morning." Danny got and walked to his room,
"Yeah. In a minute." Scott got up, setting the paper aside and flipped off the light. He sighed and walked into his room, pulling off his shirt. Scott fell face first on the bed, sprawled across and smothering his face in the pillows. He curled up under the covers and grabbed the black stuffed cat that was sitting on his night stand. He petted the animal and cuddled against it. "I miss you." He cuddled up against it, baciare its head. Scotty smiled, "It does really look just like te Cat." he pulled the stuffed animal closer and fell asleep.
It's short, BUT SO CUTE!!!
"Dude. te going to bed? It's like three o'clock in the morning." Danny got and walked to his room,
"Yeah. In a minute." Scott got up, setting the paper aside and flipped off the light. He sighed and walked into his room, pulling off his shirt. Scott fell face first on the bed, sprawled across and smothering his face in the pillows. He curled up under the covers and grabbed the black stuffed cat that was sitting on his night stand. He petted the animal and cuddled against it. "I miss you." He cuddled up against it, baciare its head. Scotty smiled, "It does really look just like te Cat." he pulled the stuffed animal closer and fell asleep.
It's short, BUT SO CUTE!!!