Saint Joseph School

Christian, you're scaring me, man.

from my perspective (worthless, but hey! never stopped me before), the more detail you wanna add in, the more material you've got to work with. stick that class schedule next to your computer, mention it lots and see who bites and decides they're in the same class ...

my search-fu brings all the boys to the yard.

/grins

Some of the information is definitely buried, but I dug up a couple of links that seemed relevant.

This post and this post too might be helpful. This question in the FAQ is brief, but useful too.

hopefully somebody else can find some other "agreed upon" canon references but a shorter answer might ...

"Mom, I'm here!"

The door bangs behind her as she bounces into the living space. It's not actually a living room since her mom has it pretty much cleared of everything but oversized pillows.

She's wearing a borrowed dress since she doesn't own anything nice enough of her own; pale green like ...

"Mom, wow! Would you just ... I can't... slow down!"

Aura holds the receiver away from her head. The spate of words doesn't really let up so she gingerly puts it back to her ear.

"I can't , not today! I have to meet Di...somebody. Wow, mom. It's just.. um, Di-ana, we were going to uh, study. And ...

Her fingers tremble on the buttons, the phone number a glowing line of light on the ancient computer that serves as both cash register, solitaire partner and rolodex. Two rings and a half a third before the sound cuts off and a crisp voice answers.

"St. Joseph School."

"Good afternoon. This is ...

The swirl and scuffle pushes them into a corner where a series of lockers ends. Break time between classes; eight minutes to get new books, new papers, think up excuses for undone homework. Two minutes to charge up a flight of stairs for a fast series of kisses.

"Today?" she asks, trying not to ...

The chime rings as the door to the store closes behind another customer.

She brushes hands over her arms, smoothing the hair down yet again and the silver bangles at her wrists clink together. It's an oddly loud sound in the briefly empty shop.

The drag of the few hours of sleep can be felt in ...

Talos is one of her favorite places.

Not that it's all that special in the grand scheme of things. There are other places that have nicer beaches or at least beaches that are less expensive to get to, being that Talos is a two train trip. There are certainly places less full of camera-wielding ...

Even in the heart of the city, with the walls rising hundreds of feet in the air to block both enemies and sunlight, the birds always seemed to know when it was time to wake up. Religiously in the never-quite-dark, first one, then two, then the chorus started to sing; reassuring themselves perhaps ...

I love my mom. I do. But she drives me nuts.

"Aura, please. I know you might think I don't realise these things, but I'm not unaware." This from the woman who didn't notice when I wore the same sweater for three weeks running. It's all I can do not to roll my eyes. "Your meditations aren't ...

Aura settled in the chair and tried to look attentive.

Normally that wasn't much of a problem. He was, well, Sunstorm . While she didn't know exactly what he did, it was obviously very important and she just happened to be one little part of it. He never failed to impress the socks off her, what ...

When the piece of paper hit the ground, she didn't notice right away. With her head stuck in her locker she rummaged through the heavy gloom, sorting the textbooks by weight more than anything else. She shoved the two she needed into the backpack along with the matching duotangs. It was only when ...

( I think I figured out why the "overheard" portion of the story was so damned confusing to me - each time you started a new sequence of sentences, you kept the speakers in order but changed the colors. I was trying to match up the red sentences, the green sentences etc. until I finally figured out ...

( okay, maybe I'm way out to lunch here, but Sister Moltar's got the hots for a student, possibly the bully of the piece? uh....she's a nun? she's married to God? Salvation I could buy with the drinking and the smoking, but not Moltar. maybe I misunderstood though.)