[u]Atticus Fowler and Codi Bailey[/u]

Atticus had the distinct feeling that he and Codi would perhaps find this expedition into the jungle more miserable than enjoyable. He was willing to talk and interact with people, but when the first actions they decide on involve making perverted or rude comments, he didn’t want to be around them. He was getting a distinct wrong feeling about the vast majority of people in the school since he had arrived; almost as though they were trouble waiting to happen. He knew the generalized statement about hormonal teenagers, but this was almost too ridiculous to be tolerable. He liked the prospect of going into the jungle, contrary to what his rather fair skin led everyone to believe, but if he had to listen to people speaking garbage all the time, they would ruin the trip for him.

He didn’t let his distaste show, keeping a general stoic expression, and instead allowed himself to make mental notes about people. The first arrival, the girl in the wheelchair, Dana, seemed nice, from Atticus’ perspective. She hadn’t given any sort of reason for him to dislike her, and as far as he could tell, she didn’t let people walk over her. He also wasn’t going to let himself think she was weak, either, because if she was a meta-human, she might have a ridiculously strong power that nobody knows about. When in doubt, err on the side of caution, and don’t get involved in things that you know probably won’t end well.

The other girl, Asae, as Dana had called her, also seemed nice, and in general, Atticus probably was just overreacting inwardly. Aside from him, there were two guys, one of them didn’t seem to be completely bad, but regarding the other one’s behavior, he was somewhat doubtful. One thing was for certain, the one stranger (Because he didn’t catch their names) was too self-confident and even arrogant to ever be worth his time. Atticus considered himself a bit proud and arrogant, but it was more of a personal secret, of which he was the only person aware of such things. He tried to treat everyone respectfully, because nobody likes people who think that nothing important could happen without them.

Then, finally, there was the girl that had come in at the last minute and tripped on seemingly nothing, although Atticus thought for a moment that he had seen something like a line. Had someone just done that on purpose, or was his mind playing tricks on him? Nothing was impossible, so he supposed that while he could ignore it for now, he should remember what happened later and think it over. There was also the pondering of what Asae had in her box. He then marveled at how carrying things inside of boxes, versus backpacks, altered the way people viewed it. Nobody looked at backpacks, but boxes were somehow oddly fascinating. Weird train of logic, when one thought it over.

Codi, who had been made uncomfortable by the train of events, had trouble approaching people. She would have said something to the people earlier, had there not been a wild train of events directly afterwards. She had to work up her courage, though, so she moved over so she could walk next to Dana and the other girl, “Uh, Hi, I’m Codi, and it’s nice to meet you. Sorry I didn’t say anything when you introduced yourself earlier, but everyone just started showing up and I was trying to figure out what was going on. I uh…also forgot your name…I’m really bad with names…sorry…” She said, apologizing, and worried she had made a bad impression. She looked so genuinely honest when she spoke, though, that it was clear she wasn’t faking how painfully awkward it was. She looked a bit shy, though she was still trying to talk to them, anyway.