Zack Dill

December 03, 2004 11:04 PM

I am me and I am here by Zack Dill

Zack was a small boy. In fact, he was a very small boy. He could fit in a hall locker and still have room for a bookbag, a jacket, and a bag lunch. He knew this from experience. Sixth grade had not been fun at the beginning of last year.

If things had kept on like that, he probably would have jumped even faster at the chance to leave the public middle school and come here to this private boarding school. Well, he hadn't exactly hesitated as it was - it was a private boarding school after all. Even if they did have weird subjects for their classes, it had to be better than the poor inner city school he had attended. And board was included. That was key.

He was going to miss his homework-selling business, though. That had proved very profitable. There were even some eigth graders who hired him. They paid best, too, when he wasn't offering them deals to fend off the bullies. Thank God his eyesight was twenty-twenty or he would have won the All-School geek contest hands down.

And he was kinda worried that nobody here played Magic. (They had real magic, what did they need with a card game about it?) He'd invested a lot of his homework profits into those decks.

Four steps into the room, he dropped his suitcase (an old ratty looking thing he could barely lift that his mother had found at a flea market years ago before she even moved to the city) and threw himself onto a couch. He needed a breather before trying to find his room for the next academic year.

"Gah," he moaned outloud, mostly in complaint of needing to carry around all his worldly belongings himself. That's what his homework customers who couldn't afford his rates were supposed to do. But they were all still in Detroit. Which, in all truth, was a perfectly fine place for them to be.\n\n
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Sally

December 04, 2004 3:32 PM

Re: I am me and I am here by Sally

After a long day involving colorchanging potions, rough rides, and a series of pranks, all Sally Porter wanted to do was go to bed.

However, wehn she reached teh common room, she saw another first year collapse onto a couch. "Are you okay?" she asked interestedly. "You look like you were just told to go run around 4 miles, or something. I'm Sally, by the way."\n\n
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Zack

December 05, 2004 9:26 AM

Re: I am me and I am here by Zack

Zack looked over at the girl (why were there so many girls here?) and gave her a tired smile. "Zack," he returned the informal introduction before wavng toward his suitcase that probably weighed as much if not more than he did. Books and science equipment were all fine and good, but they were heavy.

"Just about," he agreed with her assessment of his wearied state. "But I've been doing weight lifting, not a marathon."\n\n
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Sally

December 05, 2004 11:57 AM

ah by Sally

"Hello, Zack." Sally replied. Then she stopped. Hadn't she heard this name before? Then she remembered.

"Weren't you one of the ones on the train ride over who was talking about potential pranks to play. If you were, could you be so kind as to help me. I sort of 'accidentally' got myself in a prank war, and I was wondering if you had any ideas. You look like someone who enjoys practical jokes." SHe finished. SHe could do without help, but there was no such thing as too many good ideas, at least in the laws of pranking.\n\n
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Zack

December 06, 2004 10:34 AM

not I by Zack

Zack shook his head, he didn't recall who else had been on the wagon that had brought him from Detroit to Sonora, though for all he knew, they might have included Sally. However, he had been too busy hanging on for dear life (magical flying covered wagons did not have seatbelts, which was a terribly dangerous oversight in his opinion) and convincing his stomach that it really did not want to empty itself all over the interior, to do much more than offer his name to his fellow passengers (and that had been before it started moving).

"I hardly said a word on the wagon," he countered, but did not go into his motion sickness or fear of dying. "But, yeah, prank ideas I can do. Got anything in particular in mind? Scaring them, embarrassing them, or just annoying them?"\n\n
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