[center][h1][color=f49ac2]Abby[/color][/h1][/center]

Abigail grinned, keeping the camera focused, letting Quill speak and loving that someone had come up with theories of their own other than just saying kidnapped as the police stated. Sarah was always happy though when she had seen her and her parents swore that their were no signs of her leaving which pointed in one direction but who knows. Everyone has their secrets after all. The new opinion though would only add to her video and get people to start thinking. She could honestly say that she didn't want another person to disappear, that was for sure.

A frown grew on her features as the camera seemed to have glitches out Quill's form for a second or that is all it could have been when he was now further to the right on the feed. [color=f49ac2]"Oh man, maybe the chick did mess it up earlier! It hadn't glitched or looked damaged before but not this sets back my blog."[/color] Abigail said to herself with a pout.

She looked up from fiddling over her camera and laughed as she took the offered soda. [color=f49ac2]"Do you always carry two sodas around in your pockets? Seems a little strange."[/color] She asked, putting her camera away before tapping on the top of the soda can and pointing it way from her just in case it fizzed since it had been carried in the others pockets as he walked or as far as she knew.
[color=f49ac2]"Hmmm, that is a hard question to answer. I would most likely say male do to the fact that the victim was female. I would say that it  could be a female attacker but they would have to be very strong to not show any signs of struggle or very good at covering their tracks. It would be hard to say age of the attacker because they would need to know Sarah's daily schedule and life. If they were a student they could do so but parents would cause conflict with that but some live in the dorm so there you go. It could also be someone outside the school with free time to watch and observe. It could be someone close that Sarah didn't want others to know about. It is really hard to say. There are too many possibilities with not enough facts." [/color]

[center][h1][color=39b54a]Tiffany[/color][/h1][/center]

Tiffany was still fuming of the audacity of some people when she heard a squeal of her nickname. She spun around,the anger dissipating quickly as she spotted one of her best friends and a smile lit up on her features.[color=39b54a]"Oh my,Annie! It is wonderful to see you. You can't even imagine what I have had to deal with while you were away! You aren't going to believe this, you know Sarah Reed right? The student council sun shine smiler? Anyway, she has gone missing without a trace! I won't even get into the horror of Michelle's break up Tony. I swear I will never get the tears out of that sweater. Oh, and that little busy body, nose in everyone's business, reporter gal Abigail has really annoyed my last nerve! Can you believe she spoke to me and put a camera in my face? I mean she talked to me like she had permission or something. She better watch herself from now on. I am sick of her shit and  it ends today if I have anything to say about it."[/color]

[center][h1][color=00aeef]Nova[/color][/h1][/center]

Nova had left quickly after she excused herself, heading to the bathroom and gripping hold of the porcelain sink. She felt like she was going to be sick after being asked about Sarah. It wasn't Abigail's fault but it brought up memories from her past she wished to forget and the new ones that were paining her lately.Sarah was one of the only friends she had managed to make at this school since her arrival. It had been resent but they had gotten really close. It wasn't like Sarah to run away. She knew something had to have happened plus Sarah was smart and would have taken thing from her home. There was no way she would just run away with no clothes and not even take her money stash or even sentimental objects.

She closed her eyes, resting her head against the mirror and taking slow deep breaths. Images flashed in her mind, feelings and emotions mixed in with the memories causing her to over her mouth as she bolted into the stall, slamming the door open and only having enough time to pull her long locks out of the way before chucking what was left of her breakfast. She groaned, flushing the toilet and stood up straight once more to make her way back to the sink. Nova placed her hand on the silver knob, turning it on the only sound in the bathroom was rushing water. 

She could only hope that things didn't turn out...no she needed to not think that way. Sarah would be okay. She had too...and with that thought she cupped her hands under the faucet, drinking the water and slushing it around in her mouth before spitting it out. A soft sigh escaped her, the sound of rushing water stopping with the squeak of the knob before she grabbed her stuff and went to go pick a spot away from everyone.