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Aglakti was ducking through the hallway of the boys' dorms with Ar close behind when Roach cut him off with a yell of "Fire bitches! Run! Run!" He wasn't running, but walking quickly was nearly there. Just as he regained his bearings, Lorne slammed into him and without pause for thought he grabbed t...

Aglakti was, indeed fast asleep. It was a proper sort of sleep too. Shirt off, flat on his face, arm dangling off the side of his bunk. When the fire alarm starts ringing and emergency lighting switches on in the dorms, he snorts awake and rubs his tired eyes with the back of his hand as it takes a ...

That girl from drama club: "Oh my gosh did you hear what Ag did in Posie's magic class?" Gossipy canary kid: "Uh... no? Isn't that kid usually pretty quiet." That girl from drama club: "Yeah that's the thing! He told her to fuck off and stormed out!" Gossipy canary kid: "No way, he doesn't talk lik...

Agkalti was not too pleased about the fact that Mr. Max was "gone". He was the reason for coming to Westbrook in the first place after all. And so he had natural reservations about the new magic teacher. He'd also heard the rumors circulating, but one never really could rely on rumors. "Shh..." he w...

Mascot Valentine's day was in two weeks and for once he had a real reason to celebrate. Not that Aglakti disliked holidays, quite the contrary in fact. He always celebrated, green for St. Patrick's day even though he was about as far from Irish as someone could get, coloured eggs at Easter time and...

Most of the cheerleaders had gone, so Aglakti went. He wore an entirely black suit, black shirt and black tie. Around his neck, a leather strip tied 'round a glittering purple stone. There'd been no staring into the closet, no swapping around of shirts and holding up one pair of shoes next to the ot...

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Later that day A lone figure stood out in the stadium after dark, heavy coat on his back turned toward the light freezing misty rain. Hands in his pockets, head tilted down, he'd built a small fire on the pitch. Nobody was out there to reprimand him, not in this weather. Besides, he'd constructed a...

Aglakti was sitting in first period math, going over his homework, making sure everything was in line for the "pop" quiz that was rumored to happen. As the speaker on the wall above the door crackled to life and Mr. Herrera's voice started to speak, the boy stopped shuffling through his papers respe...

Aglakti wasn't sick any more! He totally wasn't. This lingering cough he had was nothing, okay, shortness of breath, yeah better to stay in the stands. At least his temp was normal now. Still, he'd come out "in force" to support Eric, as much force as he could manage in a thick sweater with a cup of...