Master Raven Demonic Raven
Number of posts : 482 Age : 36 Location : Holding his dark kitten. Registration date : 2008-12-18
| Subject: X-men New Generation Fri Aug 19, 2011 9:50 pm | |
| [ Post your character profiles here. New Gen OOC ] "Mister Summers." The woman yelled. "How many times must I tell you to remove your glasses inside my classroom?" Bayville High had become more strict with it sunglasses policy than it had been over the last ten years. His hand rose to the frames and removed them his eyes opening to the adjustment of light showing his green eyes to the teacher. His reddish brown hair seemingly a brighter red hue in the sunlight as the rays of the sun hit him through the window. He put his head down and continued working on his assignment. An hour later Bayville High released and he headed quickly to the Xavier Institute, where his true life was kept. School might have been fun for a normal person, but a person Jake was not. His Uncle Alex told him that school was a good place to learn about how humans worked, and learned for their futures. Though everything Jake seen was nothing but cliques and status, and that wasn't the life he enjoyed. He walked to the parking lot heading towards the bike he was given by the professor. The black and silver motorcycle clean and scratch free he Mounted the bike and started it up. The rumble of the engine beneath him caused a slight grin to appear on his lips as he raised his sunglasses back over his face. When it came to cars and caring for them he was just like his dad, though his mom warned him not to be too much like him and focus on his studies. Revving the engine a bit he put the bike into gear riding slowly out of the parking lot of the school. He was going to ride to the outskirts of the city, which was going to take a little while. Then again who could complain about being alone between locations, but were school like establishments, which meant more schooling than a normal person. So the peaceful ride there was always a welcomed one, unless someone from Bayville high felt like messing with him. | |
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