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Wynett ignored the kid bumping into her, the one who tapped her shoulder, and the rest, just sticking to the cluster as she pressed forward through the storm, always looking for a clear path out.

Thankful for the new opening, Wynett veered towards it instead. Now wouldn't be the time to think critically: if there was a guaranteed exit, then of course she'd take it.

That door... would it even work? Possibly... it was a chance. A chance to escape this clusterfuck. Wyn remembered, though, the state of the door earlier. A dent. Something had been trying to break in... or at least that's how it appeared. Would it be worth it to risk their lives to get all the...

Wynett cursed. She didn't want them to be here... She really didn't want them here. But it was natural- she was the figurehead, no matter how weak and stupid she actually is. It just sucked. Sucked so fucking bad. They were aimless, and would likely just follow her example at every twist and...

Wynett's eyes widened. These weren't supers... fuck, they were monsters! People were getting thrown around like rag dolls... "Shit!" She swore quietly as the ice scraped by her. She couldn't be here, couldn't stay and get caught in the crossfire of this massacre. The girl ran off and into the...

She would've thought, upon a first guess, that some jerk was playing a prank to disrupt the presentation- however, the overall blackout, screams, and continual whirlwind outside, along with the depression in the door? Yeah, no, this was something serious. Quivering, Wynett backed away then ran...

Once she was fully gone from the stage, Wynett deflated- not from embarrassment or anything, but just unleashing all the stress that came from public speaking. Hugging her arms to herself, she exhaled once more, then smiled. She'd scored a success, even if it wasn't completely well-received: a...

Wynett attempted a laugh to match with hers, but found any sound she made dry, the ever present anxiety streaking. She instead settled on a pitiful smile, nodded, then called over squeakily to the stage crew: "OK, guys, open 'em up!" Once the curtains were out of the way, she would hesitate...

Wynett blushed, remembering the significance of the woman before her. "Oh, it's you the g-" She coughed, almost saying "the girl who got knocked up". "-the guest speaker! Er, nice to see you too, Meredith. I'm Wynett, the Student Council President," she said with some pride. "Though you probably...

"Great, the guys who won't bother listening to what this is about are here." Wynett grimaced, watching as the jocks and their parties of followers strolled in, along with the other, more humble members of the class. It's not like she had anything out for any of the boys, or the one specific...

This is unnecessary.

Probably by pressing the bookmark button.

Name: Wynett Tarice Age: 17 Gender: Female Sexuality: Straight Appearance (Picture is optional): Long, flat black hair that she occasionally ties in a French braid and covers with a custom-made Student Council hat (created it herself, though she's the only one that actually wears it); brown...

Sounds c o o l. Might join.