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From: prom @ westbrook.edu To: mendezds @ westbrook.edu Subject: Prom King Nomination Congratulations, Diego! Your peers have nominated you to run for prom king this year. If you’re interested in accepting this nomination, please email us back by Wednesday, May 18. Thanks, and see you at Prom! Dieg...

Diego hadn't mentioned to Eli, or anybody else, that he was auditioning for the school play. It wasn't something he'd done before, but there was no harm in giving things a try. At first he was glad that he wasn't going first. It gave him a chance to glance over the boy's audition piece from Othello....

Diego helped Roach up. He couldn't help but grimace a bit at the idea Roach wearing gear that smelled any worse than the threads he normally wore. He kept the comment to himself though, figuring he didn't need to add insult to injury here. He glanced over as Ar pinned a flier next to the petition, a...

Diego grinned...then disappeared in a puff of dense purple smoke. He reappeared on the other side of her.

"I teleport. I've also got heightened reflexes."

Diego smirked. "Sad to say, but you didn't get a lick in. Not for lack of trying though." The idea that someone would start a petition like that about Roach was funny...but seeing how much it upset him wasn't funny in the slightest. He had to wonder if the person who started it had any idea just how...

Diego nodded, and just took Jaycee at her word. "Yeah, though I think I've got it pretty easy compared to some. So what sorta stuff can you do?"

Of the crowd of boys dragging Roach off, at least one of them was a familiar face. Diego had come out of his room just in time to see Landon throw the first punch, and hadn't even seen the petition that was the source of the teasing. "Man, are you looking to get decked again?" he asked, exasperated ...

Diego tilted his head and looked the schedule over. "Maybe your folks could have a talk with the school, see about at least getting you into one of the music classes." He scanned the list, and quickly picked up on large blocks on her Wednesday mornings. "What's that all about?" he asked as he pointe...

Jaycee's smile was infectious, and he couldn't help but return it as he knelt down to pick up the books she'd just dropped. Diego wasn't sporting a backpack, but that was because he had the luxury of being able to teleport pretty much anywhere on campus to retrieve his things. It certainly wasn't ou...

Diego gave her a casual, easy smile. "It really shows. Not sure if its against the rules to practice in here, but I won't say anything if you don't..." He doubted it was against the rules, but since he wasn't taking any music classes at Westbrook he couldn't say for sure. He tucked his hands in his ...