Board Thread:Private Roleplays/@comment-4059927-20170813062856/@comment-4059927-20170817134557

"She's got pictures of Kirby and Trent. The dirt she has on him she'll let fly. I doubt she gives any consideration for others, and I guarantee she'll throw me to the wolves." There was little else to make him believe she wouldn't. She had dirt on any that didn't comply to her demands. He turned and walked through the empty bus, returning to the dorms.

-The next day-

Ryan got a full nights sleep, waking up refreshed. Jo's revelation did put him at ease and so he was able to make it through with his first full night since this entire crescendo with Kyla started. He rose from his bed, going about collecting his clothes, showered, and started to dress. School slacks, and his signature letterman's jacket with his last name printed on the back. He collected his backpack and made his way for the school.

Michael, who was moderating from a safe distance away noticed that Ryan seemed more relaxed. He wasn't over exerting himself physically, or mentally. There was even a grace to the way his former friend walked, hands calmly at his sides, chest puffed out, moving with confidence.