Name: Blair Michael Whitacre (Some friends have cleverly taken to calling him 'Bimmer', like the automobiles that share his initials.)
Age: 16 and a few months
Bio: Blair lives a rather unspectacular life, completely oblivious to the potential that lies within him. His minimal stature matches his somewhat timid demeanor. As such, his hesitancy to speak up has led to trouble in certain cases. He keeps a somewhat close-knit circle of friends that he's known since moving to the area two and a half years ago. He's grown rather comfortable around them, coming out of his shell more and more recently. Doing such has revealed his keen sense of humor and sharp wit. With such an eye for detail, Blair isn't once to miss a trick. However, that leads to a certain amount of over-thinking, which lends to why he's taken so long to become adjusted to his new environment.
He possesses a limited amount of physical skill, which he puts to use every fall on the football pitch. His lithe frame and quick legs make him very difficult to catch, as does his ability to read his surroundings so well. Still, he hasn't let that limited amount of talent get to his head. He strays away from the others on the team for fear of letting them down with his rather boring lifestyle. Such a lifestyle consists of little more than reading excessively, listening to music whenever he can, and playing tons of video games. Without siblings to bother him, he's free to take advantage of those things whenever he pleases.
The gift of foresight came from his father's side of the family, although it skipped the last two generations due to marrying those without it. Somehow it manifested within Blair, and is very close to making its presence known. His parents are oblivious to this fact, having no knowledge of the family's extensive history. Blair has only managed to predict trivial events in his sleep, and he rarely remembers doing so. Even when he does remember, he chalks it up as a happy coincidence, as he doesn't believe in the supernatural.