Micah gave her a teasing grin. "Well, remind me not to sign up for that class next year." It felt so good to actually smile, for the first time in a long time. He could actually feel laughter in his eyes. "I still don't know much about sports. I promise I'm no girly guy or a wimp. I just never really watched or played them. Not even for fun."
He put his head down, then stared away, longing for the normal childhood he missed out on.
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Stacey said, "Well, he has a fetish about his hair."
She stroked Logan's hair. "But I can tell you don't. You're not weak like he is."

Ian chuckled as the girl and Micah exchanged a few words. Then he spoke up "Yeah, though I've only seen one game, they seem to be progressing week!" he answered her question "I was a big sports player when I was 14, since then I just frankly haven't had time"

“That’s okay,” she said to Micah. “I don’t believe people should be stereotyped based on what they like or dislike…” Kahlynn thought for a second. “Or what they look like,” she added.

When Ian answered her question, she took some notes. Then she replied:
“Yeah, time management can be hard.” She thought of how hard it was for her to balance work and school. It was rare for her to even get a chance to do some free writing or talk a walk. It had easily been a month since she last worked on her story, A Wolf’s Tale. It had become a struggle to get in any free time at all.
“Okay, next question. What made you decide to come to this particular game?”

Micah wondered what she meant by not judging by appearances. Sure, he wanted a trim and his clothes were a little tattered, but what could she have meant by that. "I came here because I'm friends with one of the cheerleaders i guess."

“Oh I see,” Kahlynn replied. “It’s awesome that you’re supporting your friend.” She took more notes. “What about you, Ian?” She was scared to make eye contact. She was surprised they hadn’t said anything about her eyes. Maybe they hadn’t noticed, she thought. But she thought it was kind of obvious when your right eye is a different color from your left. Perhaps they had noticed, but it really didn’t matter to them. She hoped that was the case. Despite their colors, she loved her eyes. When she was feeling happy or adventurous, there colors were brought out beautifully and vibrantly. Her blue eye would shine like sapphire, full of passion, and her amber eye would glow like sweet honey, full of wisdom. She felt her smile reflect in her eyes now, at the thought that the boys wouldn’t judge her.

Ian chuckled "I came cause he did" he said looking up at her, locking eyes with her. Then all at once he noticed the difference in color. It was strange, but beautiful, and his smile dropped off his face. He didn't mean to stare, but he found himself doing so.

(((OOC: Welcome to the RP, wolfloversk! I hope you have a lot of fun RPing! )))

Peter thanked Weydon. "Yeah, I would like to stay. Would like to get to know my second cousin better."

Weydon smiled tiredly. "I'd like to get to know you too. All of you. I'm... not used to having family around me. Real family, I mean."

She yawned, then groaned. "Ohh, my head hurts. I hope I don't feel this bad too much longer.

Karver smiled down at her, glad to be by her adopted sister's side. "I'm sure you'll feel a lot better very soon. And then you can come back home with me." She smiled again.

Weydon fidgeted nervously with her fingers after hearing her sister say that. Karver expected Weydon to live with her still -- and part of Weydon wanted to. But another part wanted to live with her new-found father.

What would Justin think?

~Riella

Peter was relieved that his new-found cousin wanted to know him better. "I hope your head feels better too. Want me to get one of the nurses to get some ice?"
Justin heard Karver say something to Weydon about staying with her. He wondered if that was what Weydon wanted, then saw the look of doubt on her face. He wondered what she was thinking. He wanted her to live wiht him, Maralyn adn her sister. Still, he didn't want to rip her from Karver. He saw Jen yawn, then asked if she wanted him to take her home.
Jen was trying hard to stay awake, but it was getting harder. She knew with her luck she'd be all tired and sleepy until the second she hit the pillow, then she would be wide awake. "I'll wait for Peter. Shouldn't you call Miley?"
Justin asked, "You think the game is over by now?"
Jen shrugged, "I don't know. She needs to meet her niece. I think the coach would understand."
Peter added, "She's right, Justin. Say it's a family emergency. It actually is..."
Justin said, "I'll be right back. I'm gonna bring her here."
When Justin left, Peter turned to Weydon. "Are you okay?"

((OOC: Wolffffy! Welcome to SOL! Enjoy your stay.

SOLers: So so sorry! School is wild...this week I have to memorize all the countries and cities and land features of South America, i.e. the continent. ))

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Oh geez. Oh geez. This is not good! Johnny bolted for the laundry room to get his keys. "What's wrong? Where are you?" As older brother, he had the sacred duty to keep his siblings safe.

Something he'd been negligent in.

"I'm at the hospital Johnny. I've been diagnosed with cancer" That did it, Susan lost her grip on the phone and it went tumbling down to the floor. She couldn't reach it from where she was on her bed, but instead leaned back and felt tears begin to run down her face.

(OOC: Sorry this took a few days, I’ve been busy with school. And thank you very much for all the warm welcomes )

Well, he noticed now, Kahlynn thought when she realized that Ian was staring at her eyes.
“I know they’re weird.” She blushed. She wished this interview would be over with soon. She was too embarrassed and shy to keep going. She did her best to hide her face behind her notebook and pretended like she was still taking notes.

Micah noticed the eyes too, but it was getting late. Thoughts of his dad's goons comign for him crept through his mind. What if they got him here and harmed everyone else? "Um...so, what other questions you have?"

Logan was surprised at the way Stacey acted around him; he’d never been with a girl who was so forward and brazen. He pulled away uncomfortably, but immediately wished he hadn’t, cause he didn’t want her to know that he was uncomfortable. He grinned and swished his hair. “Well… thanks,” he managed to say, but still felt stupid. Especially since he had just said Peter was cool, and Stacey obviously didn’t agree. “What I meant was, Peter’s okay. I hang out with him for his sake, you know? I kinda feel bad for him; he is a little weird, though.” Logan’s conscience immediately stabbed him for talking about his friend like that behind his back, but he tried to ignore it. He didn’t want Stacey to think he was lame, just because he was friends with Peter. If he wanted to be friends with both, he would have to play a few different parts. He was used to doing that, after all.

Stacey noticed the uncomfortable look on Logan's face and decided to change her demeanor. "Well, I guess we all have a freind who is weird. I mean, Ally and I are best friends, but sometimes she gets a little weird and sometimes she thinks I'm weird. She's a nice girl, though. She's had a hard life. But, she's taught me everything I know."

A nurse came into Weydon's room to make an announcement. "The patient can be released tomorrow. Until then, she needs her rest. I'm sorry, but I will have to ask the rest of you to leave."
Karver cleared her throat. "I'm her guardian. Is it alright if I stay?"
The nurse smiled. "Of course."
When the nurse had left, Weydon smiled at Karver. "I'm so glad to have you back."
"And I'm glad to have you back." Karver answered.
Weydon smiled even more contentedly and went to sleep.
Karver sat back in a chair and sighed. She had something to tell Weydon. But she wouldn't tell her now. She would wait for a more opportune time.

~Riella