Avery Whincott is the school's student principle and volunteer for just about everything. She's know all around the school as a "to the bone" true friend who will do anything to help someone, either long time friend and or complete stranger. I remember meeting her last year when I had to do community service for school. She was assigned to help me and a couple other kids find some work that we would not only get done but also enjoyed while doing it. I got a job helping a retired blacksmith. Yes I cheated on helping him, so what.
Avery is probably older than me by a few months, but I guarantee is much more mature. She has long, dark brown hair that starts to curl towards the end. She always wears colored clothes but they are always in dark shades. Although she is known to have money she never abuses it for any reason.
She aids a lot of staff members and teachers alike in hopes of finding something she likes. She helps the nurse, cooks, teachers and even the janitors occasionally.
After all the strange thing I've found on past people I thought 'maybe this whole thing is an act, maybe there's something more than meets the eye.'. I decided to try a accidently bump into her and see what she drops. I waited until lunch ends cause we go to the same class and was hoping to catch her as she walks in and a walk out for a drink.
It worked. I asked at perfect timing and rushed out of the room bumping into her harder than expected, sending both of us to the ground.
"Oh my God! I'm so sorry I didn't see you coming." I lied.
"Well that woke me up, but it's fine as long as we're both ok." She emphasized 'both'.
"Yeah, yeah I'm ok, are you?"
"Yeah I'm fine, I'll live trust me."
"Here let me help you with that." I began helping her retrieve her books and papers from the ground when I noticed a locket on the ground. Of course that strange eye was engraved in it, where have I seen this stupid eye? It's everywhere and I know I've seen it before, but where?
I quickly give to locket to her before she notices I was looking at it, complimenting it as I did.
"Nice locket, what does that mean?" I asked pointing to the eye, hoping for a helpful answer.
"It's a symbol me and a couple of close friends share. It means 'vigilant'."
"Cool, I like it. Anyways sorry again for bumping into you. I hope I see you around more."
"Don't worry about it, you will. Bye D." Her tone grew very dark as she said this before she turned and took a seat.
What does she mean by....WAIT! no one calls me D except for one person. Lenny. If I'm crazy then all of them are connected by this symbol and therefore this group.
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Watchers: Project Chaos
ActionOur generation is shaped by violence, plagued by hate, and is answered with lies. This is the story of a 16 year old, ordinary high school boy. The only problem, he is now involved with a band of young Vigilantes known as The Eye. Will he be victim...
