But everybody's gone and you've been here for too long

[sheriffwolf]

Who: Teenage Bigby Wolf (15) and YOU
Where: At the School Cultural Event, Class 1-3
When: Japanese High School AU Event (Saturday through Wednesday)
Rating: PG-13 for Bigby’s foul mouth
Summary: Bigby is a fifteen year-old rebel who is not into school shit whatsoever. On days he’s not in class, he can be found outside smoking and picking fights with whoever gives him the stink eye. Teenage Bigby will be played by bigbadwlf for the duration of the event.
The Story:



Bigby Wolf was swiftly working on ways of getting kicked out of school.

Not that he really cared. Fuck school. The entire place only stood in his way of proving himself. The only reason he was here at this high school was because of his rich father and fuck that prick. His six older brothers may have swallowed the Kool-Aid and bought into the dick’s lies and money but not Bigby. He couldn’t forget how the ass had left his mother all alone. He had been the only one who stayed and when she died, he vowed to never give his Father the satisfaction to see him cry. Because he was Big and he was Bad and he’d fight anything that walked in his way, just to show them who was the toughest son of a bitch around.

His class is 1-3 and there are few in there that he can tolerate but he mostly stays away, spending his time around the school. You can meet up with Bigby in different places throughout the week:

A) In the school yard, smoking and roughly avoiding anything and everything academic. Bigby will spend most of his time leading up to the school event here, probably hanging out with other degenerate kids. He has little control over his mouth or his fists so be prepared to have a barking Bigby in your face if he doesn’t like how you look at him or what you have to say.

B) The Kendo Club. Bigby doesn’t do organized sports but some of his mates practice swords after school so Bigby finds his way to the club eventually. Plus, there’s this girl… Well, the less said about her the better but he can’t stop thinking about her and he’s pretty sure other people are beginning to notice.

C) During the school event, Bigby will be hanging outside of the Onigiri area, probably munching on the riceballs he is supposed to be making. He’s trying to find some place to hide and he’ll probably make appearances through out the fair. Again, if anyone looks at him sideways, be prepared for a fight because Bigby punches first and asks questions later.

D) The Dance. Bigby is hanging out at the dance here. He is out with Mary Margaret but that's not to say he won't talk to anyone who drops by!

Enjoy the scrappy punk while he’s around. One of these days he’s going to end up on the wrong side of the law and he might not be around forever.

Comments

[willyouwalk]

Rand (who is honestly thinking about changing his name as soon as he gets a chance because really, fuck this name) is more or less in Bigby's situation regarding fathers. Difference is Rand just doesn't care and is kind of selfish at times and is more than willing to milk his for all he's worth before absconding.

Still, this school event is actual bullshit (and no, he's not just bitter about getting stuck with rice balls and not the play shut up) and when he spots Bigby trying to hide, he taps his shoulder.

"The stairs are abandoned."

[bigbadwlf]

Bigby turns and smiles a bit when he sees that it's Rand. He follows the guy to the stairwell, eagerly hiding from class. This isn't the first time he's cut class with the guy and it won't be the last. Bigby sits down on one of the steps and pulls out a cigarette, lighting it with a click of his silver lighter.

"How long you think we have til someone finds us here?" he asks with a puff of smoke.

[willyouwalk]

"Soon, if you keep smoking." Rand likes Bigby well enough, but the smoking. Dear God, the smoking. He regularly make jabs at him for it and the stench. He sits downwind of Bigby, lounging and taking up a full step on his own. "Rice balls. Why did we get stuck with something as stupid as that?"

(A)

[notmymccalling]

Scott was late to class and he'd been nearly tripping over himself to get across the school yard with his school bag thrashing violently about until the strap broke and the messenger bag tumbled to the ground, spilling everything about. He would be in so much trouble if he was late for another class. He'd overslept yet again, but it seemed luck was against him this day. His writing utensils rolled behind a building despite his efforts to capture them before they skittered too far out of sight.

After he scrambled to gather everything else into his arms he went after those pens and pencils to find another teen--one in his class, no less--casually smoking behind the building. Scott slowed and came to a stop a few feet from the other, looking around then back at the other boy. Didn't he know he was late? Then again, if Scott's memory served, he rarely showed up in class and when he did, he didn't seem to pay much attention.

"S-sorry." He muttered, not sure why, but he couldn't just stand there and stare without saying anything at all. "We're um... we're gonna be late." He indicated behind him with his thumb towards the building. Ever helpful Scott McCall out to state the obvious to those who obviously don't care... Nice one, Scott.

[bigbadwlf]

Bigby watched as the kid scrambled to grab all of his things and shove them back into the bag. He recognizes him as Scott, a boy from his class. He raised an eyebrow at him, curious as to why Scott would think he gave a damn about being late. He rarely went to class and when he did, it wasn't to pay attention.

"Maybe," Bigby said, exhaling a large cloud of smoke before dropping the cigarette to the ground. He reached into his pocket and pulled out a second, shaking one out so that it stuck out of the pack.

"If we're going to be late, might as well make a grand entrance. Want a smoke?"

[notmymccalling]

He really should rush off, but Scott decided not to. This was probably the least hostile he'd seen the other teen before and he couldn't help but be friendly. He glanced down at the pack when he offered him a cigarette, but shook his head to decline.

"I'll pass, but thanks." The asthmatic made a subconscious check through his pocket to ensure he had his inhaler. "You don't actually show up in class much, do you?" There was no accusation in his tone. Just pure, innocent curiosity. "I mean, you're smart enough to pass, so why not? If--if you don't mind my asking."

[eatsyourscience]

Souji knows Bigby a bit, or as well as he can, considering, well, it's Bigby, and that Souji lives with his uncle, a detective for the Inaba PD. Souji knew Bigby's reputation before he ever actually met him.

Not that that has deterred him from approaching the guy every so often, if nothing else just to say hi. When he sees him out in the yard on the way to the practice building to get some supplies for his class, he takes a detour over to where Bigby is loitering.

"Hey." He waves away a stray wisp of cigarette smoke. "Excited about selling onigiri?"

[bigbadwlf]

Bigby raises his eyebrow when Souji approaches. He knows him in passing but he knows his uncle far better. Still, it's a bit amusing to be chummy with the nephew of the guy who was constantly on your case so Bigby just shrugs, leaning against the nearest wall.

"Not really," he admits. "Doubt anyone wants ashes in their riceballs. Besides, I don't do class together time. Not my kind of gig."

[eatsyourscience]

"Doesn't everyone have to bring some?"

Not that he things Bigby feels any obligation to contribute to the class's success.

A)

[thepointisdolphins]

Hey, Bigby, here's a wee little freshman wearing sunglasses and with his school jacket slung over one shoulder. Very cool. So cool. The coolest. He saunters up to Bigby with all his tiny little freshman confidence.

"Hey, uh...any chance I could bum one of those?"

He smiles and points to the cigarettes.

[bigbadwlf]

Bigby looks down at his slowly smoldering cigarette and then back up at the kid with the sunglasses. Fuck, man, some people just try too hard. Bigby reaches into his pocket and pulls out his trust pack of Huff and Puff brand cigs and shakes one out.

"Got any money on you?" he asks. "Ain't gonna give you one of these for free, man."

[thepointisdolphins]

Little Crowley slouches back against the wall and gives Bigby a winning smirk. "Of course, man. How much?"

He gestures at all the...high school-y stuff going on around them. "What a drag, right? I just need a bit of a break from it all, you know?"

A!

[akapeanut]

She's not degenerate exactly, but she's not popular at least. And stupid kids have had worse reasons for hanging out together.

Not that this is hanging out, exactly. She's on a bench, reading, and he's leaning up against a pole puffing away like a chimney. She wouldn't even comment, except the wind's just changed and the smoke's going in her fucking face now.

She waves it out of her face, not even bothering to raise her nose out of the book. "Do you have to give everyone cancer, Bigby?"

[bigbadwlf]

Bigby takes a long drag from his cigarette and slowly puffs it out, one smoke ring at a time. He could turn his head but it irritates her into talking to him. Bigby will take any excuse to get a girl to notice him, sad, but true story.

"You don't have to breathe this air, you know," he points out. "What the fuck are you reading, anyway?"

[akapeanut]

She waves her hand in front of her face, but not enough to really keep the smoke out of her face. Part of her feels like it's almost a shame to ruin his rings. Not that she'd say that aloud, or think too hard about why she feels that way, of course.

"Jane Eyre." She inserts her bookmark, aware that now that she's started talking, Bigby will expect her to continue. Aware and annoyed. "I already read everything that's going to be assigned in class. Teacher gave me this. It's okay. The guy's a douchebag, though."

B

[caillte]

Though one of them is more inclined towards sports than the other, they both tend to find themselves at the kendo club. Derek has known Mary Margaret since they were both kids, and he's been going to all of her sporting events the same as she goes to all of his. So when he has the time, he drops in on her practices to cheer her on and to eventually hang out with her once they've packed everything up.

But this also means that he's gotten to observe Bigby. And he's not blind, for starters, but the way he acts around MM leads him to believe that he's really not got any idea of what he's doing with his affections.

Not that he's one to take his own advice, but. Well. He thinks he ought to talk to the other first year, what with the festival coming up.

He drops down to sit next to him, leaving some comfortable space between them but close enough that it's obvious he's there for a reason. "Hey, Bigby."

[bigbadwlf]

Bigby turns and looks at the kid who sits down next to him. He looks familiar but maybe that's only because he's seen him at the Kendo Club before. He hangs around Mary Margaret and Bigby's nostrils flare a bit. No, he's not a threat... but he could be.

"Hey," Bigby said, pausing as he searches for the kid's name in his memory. He knows that he heard it somewhere. "You," he adds lamely.

[camebefore]

"You probably shouldn't be smoking."

Bigby might be one of the few that even knew Hanni Lecter could talk. The local rumor around was that Hanni was as mute as Hannibal could be charming. Dressed in his black uniform with reddish eyes, he looked every bit the freakish person school rumor said he was.

Despite the fact Bigby was larger, his thin self didn't seem the least bit intimidated. His pack hung over his shoulder, hand resting on the strap as he looked up at Bigby with a small frown.

"The teacher is coming too."

[bigbadwlf]

Bigby really didn't care who caught him smoking. He'd been told off so many times for it that he was deaf to it. Besides, if it resulted in a call to his asshole father than all the better. The stupid Prick deserved to be interrupted.

He shrugged his shoulders and exhaled, letting the smoke cloud around him.

"Thanks for the warning," he said, deciding that Hanni was only looking out for him. The kid liked to hang around and Bigby didn't mind. He wasn't particularly annoying and he seemed to ward off most of the curious sorts.

"But I think I can handle some teacher."

C

[sorta_cinderella]

"Stop that."

Saki Hanajima is known for two things - being unbelievably creepy, and not taking anyone's sass. There are rumors she has psychic powers, that she tried to kill a boy in her last school, that she can set fires with her mind, and so on and so forth. But if you knew her, or at least knew her in class, you'd realize she wasn't so much homicidal as she was just strange. And observant.

But, back to onigiri. She's eaten a few herself, but even she knows they have to have SOME left over. So as Bigby tries to take another, she lightly smacks his hand. "If you're not going to help, don't devour our profits."

C

[bigbadwlf]

Bigby frowned, his cheeks full of onigiri and his hand reaching for his fourth. He really can't help himself. Bigby feels as though he is always hungry and to wave food in front of his face is torturous. It's a good thing that Bigby likes Hanajima since he doesn't retaliate, only pull his hand back, shaking the slap off.

"I don't care about profits," he said sourly. "It should be some sort of crime having food in front of a teenage boy and not expect him to eat it. What is this, prison?"

[cumcrapula]

Haymitch has dutifully made just enough onigiri to look like he made any at all. Really, it's just enough for him to eat himself and hand a few off to Finnick later. When no one is paying attention, he starts to slip them into a few tupperware containers for later.

When he catches Bigby eating a few of his own, he waits for eye contact sends a smirk his way. This booth is going to be a disaster and he'd not planning to stick around to watch everyone else go hungry.

As he finishes packing away more onigiri than he even made, he gestures with his head towards the door and waits to see if Bigby follows.

[bigbadwlf]

Bigby sees Haymitch smirk and nod to the door. He glances over at the other people at the booth before grabbing another riceball and standing up, making a quick get away towards the door. He's had enough of student together time anyway and a good idea is a good idea.

"Thanks, man," he says as he slips through the door. "I don't know how much longer I could stand sitting in there."

[manicuredangel]

Ezra has always been the kind of goody two shoes that tries to encourage the other kids to do the Right Thing. So it's no surprise that after a supply run for the onigiri he happens to spot Bigby. He sighs and shakes his head and heads over. "Really, my dear, you're going to get yourself in trouble."

[bigbadwlf]

Bigby turns, hiding the riceball that was halfway to his mouth behind his back until he realizes that it's only Ezra.

"And you, sweetheart, had better learn to mind your business if you know what's good for your face."

He grins in a way that's more like showing his teeth than an actual smile and munches on the onigiri that he clearly didn't pay for.