Au sous-sol, Sophia s'est coincée la langue et s'est plié à côté de Ricky, se blottit dans son côté. Ils peuvent faire face. C'est samedi, je serais confortable si ce n'était pas pour Lardo stupide, et aujourd'hui a été bizarre. Satisfaite qu'elle ait de nouveau eu son copain de câlin, elle s'est blottie dans la gorge et a fermé les yeux. Oh, et ta mère dit que tu es un abruti, et que tu restes ici à côté de moi.

Kailey Callahan venait de mettre sa serviette sur le canapé et était sur le point de se boucler avec son dernier livre, quand elle a entendu frapper à la porte. Bien sûr. Avec un soupir ennuyé, elle a fait son chemin vers la porte, sans se soucier d'attraper sa robe. Si c'était encore l'un de ces JW, alors ils pourraient juste faire face à son être nu; elle a travaillé dur pour avoir les week-ends hors et elle était déterminée à en profiter.
"Combien de fois je vous l'ai dit, nous ne sommes pas intéressés à chercher Jésus. Surveillez-le. Elle regarda le jeune homme debout sur l'étape avant avec une légère surprise. Ça a l'air un peu jeune pour être un JW. Et il n'est certainement pas habillé pour le rôle. JW n'a jamais porté de capuche. -- Puis-je... vous aider, jeune homme?
Le garçon l'a regardée de haut en bas pendant un moment, puis a lâché. Ce n'est pas la chose la plus bizarre que j'aie vue aujourd'hui. Richard est là?"
Kailey a clignoté. Une amie de Sophia et Richard? "Um... oui, il l'est, en bas avec Sophia. Apparemment, ils sont tous les deux descendus avec quelque chose l'autre jour. Avez-vous... besoin de les voir à propos de quelque chose?" Au-dessus de son épaule, elle a espionné Mme Abney en la regardant, une main s'est glissée au-dessus de sa bouche. "Oh, arrête de regarder Gail! Les gens penseront que vous êtes un voyeur!" Soupirant à elle-même, elle s'est tournée et a pris une robe hors du placard. Honnêtement, c'est comme si la femme ne s'était jamais regardée dans le miroir. Elle a fait un geste au garçon devant elle. "Eh bien, entrez. Les escaliers sont juste au coin de la rue."
Avec ça, elle descendit dans sa chambre, se grondant à elle-même et ignorant sa belle-sœur qui lui souriait du salon.
Name: Sophia Callahan
Gender: female
Age: 15
Sophia is shorter than average, in fact she has never met anyone who could look her in the eye without looking down or bending their legs. Her face is very expressive, particularly her grey eyes, due to it being one of her primary ways of communicating. She has a very lithe, slightly muscular build from all the running and climbing she does. Because of her active lifestyle, she prefers to wear t-shirts, shorts, and running shoes or hiking boots. She also wears a shark-tooth necklace.
Personality: Sophia doesn’t speak. Period. She has not spoken so much as a single word her entire life, and it is not known whether this is due to some unknown brain condition, or if she simply chooses not to. Regardless, this does not seem to hamper her much, as she always finds some other way to communicate what she wants to others. She’s also very active and athletic, usually going on a run before school, participating in her school’s track team, as well as being a parkour expert; if she doesn’t want to be caught, then no one can catch her short of flying. She’s also recently started teaching herself MMA, mostly by watching videos on the interwebs.
Because of her apparent “disability”, she is subject to a fair degree of ridicule and teasing, particularly from those who believe that she just chooses not to speak (her most common nickname is “Silent Sophy”). Her typical responses to this are scathing looks, sarcastic comments delivered via a text-to-speech app on her phone that she had downloaded, and rude gestures delivered at point blank range. In fact, Sophia doesn’t seem to place much, if any great importance on personal space; she loves to communicate through physical contact, particularly with hugs, slight caresses, or drawing on someone’s skin. However, she will give space if she sees that her actions are making the recipient particularly uncomfortable. Those who know her know that this is just her way of demonstrating affection.
Background: At the tender age of 18, Madeline Callahan left her small town roots and made her way to the sunny shores of California, in pursuit of great dreams, good friends and a bright future. Upon arrival, she promptly shirked those dreams and indulged in every pleasure possible. She was a party girl, living the good life without a care in the world…
Until reality came knocking, and she found herself pregnant. Abandoned by most of her friends, Madeline was still determined to live her life her own way. She decided to keep the baby, more or less cleaned up, and managed to support herself and her daughter, whom she named Sophia, as a waitress. It was not an easy life, but with the help of a couple remaining friends, it was a more or less good one for the first couple years.
However, Madeline became troubled. Even up to the age of four, Sophia had still not spoken a single word. There didn’t seem to be any apparent medical reason preventing her from doing so, and she seemed to understand others perfectly; she just didn’t speak herself. Madeline attempted to get a speech therapist to help her daughter, however she was unable to continue paying for them. Additionally, Sophia had seemed to have inherited some of her mother’s wilful attitude, since she didn’t pay the slightest attention during the few sessions that she did have.
Out of both options and money, Madeline made the grudging decision to move back home, where she has lived with her brother and sister-in-law ever since.
Relationships: Richard Calhoun has been Sophia's best friend almost since the day she and her mother moved in with her uncle. People love to tease about them being an "item", and while Sophia has never said yes, she's never said no either.
Powers: