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Jane Wesson, daughter of Apollo.

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I'm not sure what to write for this one.
If I think of something, I'll add it on here.

Name: Jane Wesson
Age: 17
Godly Parent: Apollo
Weapon: Sword, Crossbow
Powers: Psychic ability in that she gets glimpses of the future. This causes her to get terrible migraines. Heals quickly from any severe injury.
Short bio: Jane grew up in a small town in Missouri, living with her parents. She did not get along with them very well, so once she graduated early, she took off for San Francisco, California. She managed to rent a small apartment and pick up a job as a barista, making coffee drinks at a small cafe in town. She told herself that she would go to college eventually, but she had no idea what she wanted to do with her life. She had always been musically inclined ever since she was a little girl, but she knew that making a living from music would be next to impossible. She was at her apartment when she was first attacked by a harpy.
Model: Crystal Reed
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It was raining the evening of the attack.
 
Jane had just started boiling some pasta for dinner. The apartment was dark, except for a lone lamp that was on in the living room. She had been planning to have dinner and maybe watch a movie before turning in early for the night. She had work in the morning, and she wanted a good night’s sleep. A migraine was already starting to pulsate in her temples from the rain. The pressure messed with her head. Jane stirred the pasta before going to take some medicine for the oncoming migraine, praying that she would be able to fall asleep quickly.
 
She had just turned the stove off when she heard something slam against the front door. Jane jumped, the pot of pasta nearly slipping from her hand. She took a shaky breath and sat the pot down on the stove again, glancing towards the front door. There was a moment of silence before something slammed into it again. Something big.
 
Jane’s heart started racing in her chest. Someone was breaking in. Someone she probably wouldn’t stand a chance again. She glanced around the kitchen, quickly grabbing one of the larger knives she owned before hurrying to the nearest closet. She opened the door, slipping in among several jackets and coats that she owned. She had just pulled the door closed when she heard the front door splinter as whoever was outside slammed into it again.
 
She held her breath, gripping the knife in both hands. Surely someone in the apartment heard what was happening. Surely someone would call the police. She jumped slightly when the front door finally broke open, allowing whoever was outside to come inside.
 
Jane closed her eyes, tightening her grip on the handle of the knife. She forced herself to focus on her breathing, needing to stay calm and stay quiet. The silence was deafening. She felt like if she moved at all whoever was in the apartment would hear her bones shifting or breathing hitch slightly, and would find her. She couldn’t afford to be found. She knew she wouldn’t stand a chance…

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anyways
here's le speech:
 
Hi everyone. I spent a long time trying to figure out what I wanted the goal of this speech to be. I thought about humor, I thought about trying to make it serious… and I finally just decided to sum up what this class has meant to me, and what I have learned this year. This year has been a roller coaster ride for all of us. We started the year with different goals, different plans; we were completely different people at the beginning of the school year. Over the course of roughly eight months, classes, age, experiences, and our friends have all molded us into who we are at this very moment.
 
I think we will all agree that school is stressful. Life is hard. Getting old and taking on responsibility is not fun. But the little things, the laughter, and the memories made, make all of the hard stuff worth it. Having a class where I can just let go and enjoy myself and laugh a little has made this year so much more bearable. I know I owe a huge thanks to the seniors for making this class what it has been this year. I have learned quite a bit from the seniors, too: I learned that Talon likes to risky dance, that Joe is missing a toe. I learned how to make amazing fruit salad from Mariah, and that even cold medicine gets you kicked out of school.
 
As a Junior, I feel like I have some very big shoes to fill once the seniors leave. I have become fairly close with some of the Seniors, and I know I’m going to cry at graduation. But you guys are moving onto things so much greater than high school, and even though the future is scary, your roller coaster ride of high school is almost over. You’re graduating from the kitty coaster to the large- and slightly scary- wooden roller coaster of college, work, the military; basically, adulthood. Whatever you choose to do, you guys will have an impact on the world just like you did in high school.
 
High school will be a place that you will never return to, but it will hopefully be a time in your life that you can look back on and smile. I hope you guys remember all the memories that you made and don’t look back with regret. I know we’ve made quite a few good memories in here. I have lots of pictures on Facebook to prove that.
 
Looking back through all the pictures that are saved on Facebook, I realize just how much we have changed. We look older. We have different beliefs, friends, plans for the future… It’s strange to think how much can change in simply a year. But change is inevitable. Change happens with every decision we make. Where we are going to college. Who we are going to date. What we’re going to do with our lives. But what sucks is when we make a decision expecting one thing, and something else happens. Then the anger comes. Or sadness, depending on what might have happened. But you can’t control everything. Plans change. Fate takes control.
 
You can’t get angry or upset anytime that something doesn’t go your way, but it’s still hard to accept anytime unwelcome change occurs. I had to relearn this lesson recently.
 
Just a week or two ago I wore a blouse, slacks, and a suit jacket to school. I was dressed up to act as a lawyer in my Government class. I was tired from a long night of working the concession stand and doing my math homework, so I brought a Dr. Pepper to give me a caffeine boost to hopefully get through the Government trial, as well as the rest of my classes.
 
When I went to open my Dr. Pepper, though… it exploded. All over me. It went all over my unfinished math homework and reached several desks away from me. What was the worst, though, was that Mr. Bell was in the room, and he saw every single second of it.
 
I thought I was going to cry. In one split second, I went from being excited about the Government trial, to being grumpy and upset. This was not how I planned to start my day. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Mr. Bell had me leave to go change, insisting he would have someone to come in and clean up the mess. I think he understood how close I was to snapping, just from something not going my way.
 
The point of this story is that you can’t control everything. But you have to take the blows of life as they come, and you can’t blame yourself for every stupid decision you make. I know it was an accident that my Dr. Pepper exploded all over me, and that it could have happened to anybody.
 
We had plans a year ago, and those plans have changed. Now we are all making plans for next year; some of us are making decisions about high school courses, some of us, college courses; and maybe someone is planning to just go to work or go into the mililtary. But the point is… if plans can change in less than a year, where will we be next August? Will more plans change? What unexpected things will life throw at us?
 
If your plans change unexpectedly, roll with them.
Nothing is permanent. You will end up where you’re supposed to be. This is directed specifically towards the seniors. Whatever plans you have now are not set in stone, no matter how sure you are of what you are going to be or what you are going to do. Take things in stride, and don’t panic if something unexpected happens or a roadblock occurs. You’ve made it this far, and you’ll find your way off the next roller coaster of life.
 
And I hope that this next ride will be the best of your life.
 
Thank you.
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