◎ Rhys ◎
I scanned the room, wondering why none of the other digits were paying attention to the class. It was actually extremely interesting, learning how to use your power. I snickered to myself. While all the older digits would be confused how to control their power, I would be perfectly educated. Slumping in my chair, I gazed back at Miss Hayman.
I was the youngest digit, at only fourteen years old. Everyone else ranged from 16 to 19, leaving me alone. They would always joke that I was a nerd, and that I had the worst power. It wasn't the worst...
My ability was duplication. Though I could only create ten duplicates of myself, it still seemed to be a pretty useful power. It would certainly be helpful - that is, if the digits ever gave me a change to use it. As you can probably guess, I am also the weakest digit, placing all the way at the end of the line, number ten. Even worse than that, I was horribly disfigured - or at least, that's what Racquel always told me.
What the heck did Racquel know, anyways? I thought I was perfectly fine looking; Fiery red hair that hung in front of my eyes once in a while, and freckles scattered across my face. The only thing that was mildly irritating was the braces I was forced to wear. My 'sense of style' was criticized far too often. What did I care? I wasn't here to be liked... No matter how much I wished I was.
After class got out, I stayed behind, lagging back in my chair. I needed to get in a couple extra hours of studying; there was going to be a test one of these days. I stared out the fogging window at the digits racing to the dorms; probably to gossip and fool around with the boys. How shallow-minded.
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It was past 8:30 in the evening when I finally got back to my dorm. The rain had stopped long before that. On my way to my room, I noticed everyone crowding around Jett's doorway, but I figured it was nothing that concerned me. I liked to get to bed fairly early, so that I would be nice and refreshed for the next day of learning. No matter how many times I explained this to the other guys, they just laughed and told me that I was a helpless nerd, and that I would never get a date. I couldn't wait for the day when I could prove them wrong.
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Shut up, I know it was short, but I hate Rhys with a passion -_-' But hey, at least I finally got it done, so you can write Ayre's part now... Haha I can't wait to see what she's going to do to Jett... Kukuku :3
