Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-11527289-20130816001457/@comment-26388029-20130911002543

"We grabbed the White King piece. I see you collected the White Bishop," Grayson said as he was walking with Aidan, Annie, and Mason.

Just then, something crashed through the bushes into Annie. Bowled over backwards, she came to a stop a few feet behind the group. Grayson rushed to help her up, shoving the brown boy off her in the process.

"Oh, sorry lady! I tripped through the bushes because we were being chased by this huge black thing and my partner said to run even though I could take that thing down easily and I said "why not?" and he said-"

"Slow down there, kid. What's your name?" asked Grayson.

"Oakley Dimian, also called Oakey or Oak and my last name means ground in-"

Grayson gestured him to stop again. "Less talking, please. I only need the answers to my questions," he said to the smiling boy.

The bushes rustled again to reveal a panting teen dressed in a polo shirt and jeans, with drills in his hands. "Oak, please don't do that again."

Oakley saluted the new arrival with a "Yes, sir!".

The blonde finally caught his breath and introduced himself as "Sam Stella. Nice to meet you all." He nodded at the group. "Forgive Oakley. He's almost always like this."

"Wait a second..." said Annie. "Aren't you the boy who made the news graduating early from Signal? Who took only two years to graduate?" she said to Oakley.

"Yeppers."