Saint Joseph School

Luke Bartel grudgingly walked his way to the library on campus. He does this often, but why?

He's not really the type to spent his afternoon reading. But, it was a slow day, so why not? While he walked down the stairs and into the "Science" section, he browsed the school's library catolog in his ...

'Ey there London. 'Sup n' all.

I'll try n' crash your jammin' session one of these days, 'kay?

*smirks*

Luke was literally lounging on the bench for most of the game. Dar had refused to sit on the same bench as Luke, preferring to stand, so the blond boy was happy in having the entire seat to himself.

In all honesty, Luke wasn't too into the game in front of him. He was too busy sneaking glances at ...

((switching to third person :S ))

Luke exited the tunneled highway going extremely fast, but slowed down when he saw what was ahead of him. There were thousands of zombies. Regular Dawn of the Dead type stuff.

As he rode down the empty streets and passed the legions and legions of zombies. He was ...

God, I love Paragon City. Where else can I take out all my aggression on dumbass little zombies and be hailed as a hero?

But, right, right. Luke, what'd you do today? Explain.

So I start off the day completely normal. Take a shower, get dressed, rock out to some music, check facebook, shit like ...

Some time later, Quad 8 find a piece of paper assigned on their door. It reads:

TONY KITE WETS THE BED

After Luke inspected his various bruises, he looked to the Offensive line. Every one of them looked so disappointed, or defeated. F@#$in' girls.

He gave himself a little warm up jog-in-place and was ready to re-enter the field.

(Luke totally caused the lightning.)

After the two point conversion was made, Luke felt great. He practically strutted back to the bench, ignoring most of the people offering high fives. He grabbed a seat next to Sam, and spent the next few minutes switching glances between Quinn, Beth, and the actual game.

He was in such a good mood ...

Luke grumbled off the field for the defense and pumped his legs a bit.

Damn, the Hawks hit hard.

He spotted Jester from the sidelines, gave a grin and a nod, then sat down and relaxed for the time he had.

Luke walks by the "revised" poster of Aura and laughs.

"She's got my vote."

I could see Luke joining Fencing. Luke has some experience, as he's been in private schools most of his life.

Luke sighed as Reed delivered his "speech" with little emotion. Forfeit the game? F@#$ that.

He grit his teeth as the dialogue went on, looking at the other members of his team. Their powers don't make em' overpowered. We should play.

There goes the neighborhood.

Hey, could I get a room yet?

After that last touchdown, Luke just about lost it. He was yelling at the top of his lungs, various cocky remarks that don't need mentioning. He even joined in the team-wide huddle of hi-fives. As he danced off the field with the others, Luke realized that joining the football team was a really good ...