Characters; Haleigh R.J. Harper and Gabriel Nott
Date/Time; Wednesday, Lunchtime
Where; Outside by the lake
Warnings; PG for cursing
Status; incomplete



Haleigh sat facing the lake, her back pressed against a tree and her fingers drumming the tops of her thighs occasionally. To the untrained eye, it would look as though she was just another student catching some free time before resuming classes, lost in thought. On closer inspection the person would see the almost frantic drumming and indistinct humming that came from her every once in awhile. Her eyes scanned the lake a little too fast, her movements just a bit too jerky. Had the person come any closer to her they probably would have been accosted and unceremoniously mugged, Haleigh quickly rifling through pockets for something, anything.

Haleigh Rowan Jamison Harper was fiending, you see. During the massive kerfuffle that had been her holidays, Haleigh had taken a trip back to the states to go spend time with the bit of family that she could tolerate in America, and had come back to school with a severe addiction to cigarettes and coffee. Seeing as neither of these were in steady supply at school she was now suffering through the classic symptoms of withdrawal. After reducing a first year to tears with a crazed stare and a mumbled threat involving spellotape and blast-ended skrewts, she realized that she was no longer fit for company. So there she sat, against the tree, trying to pull herself together before she ended up doing something worse in the presence of her peers.