Spark of a Wrecker
Jack Darby opened his locker, exchanging the textbooks in his hands for the ones he would need for next period. There was no real need to hurry; the break between classes still had a good five minutes left to it, but the young man was not a fan of the local scenery. By whatever joke of the universe that was being played on him, Jack had found his locker to be rather annoyingly close to the one belonging to Vince, Jasper High's resident Jerk with a capital "J."
The red haired teen was currently laughing about something in the center of a group of friends, more than likely completely oblivious to what time it was. Not that Jack was particularly interested in reminding him. Closing his locker, and giving the combination dial a spin for good measure, the young Darby prepared to leave. Before he'd taken his first step, something new caught his attention.
Miko Nakadai had just turned the corner of the hallway, a questing look on her face