Saint Joseph School

Would they offer AP classes, you think (at my very public school, they offered classes that could count towards basic college credits)?

Also, the list Daniela posted looks like a good fit for the classes offered over at Bloodvine.

Mal started up in the key London requested, keeping fairly good time with Laurel on the beat.

Look relaxed, but not too loose. Look I'm having a good time. Actually *have* a good time, and maybe it'll just come naturally. I know I'm enjoy this, so that shouldn't be that hard.

He kept his head ...

Mal smiled.

"That's old enough that I'm familiar with it, yeah. I think I'll be good. Er...who's gonna be singing? Sage?"

Malcolm very hastily decided that if London was trying to get him to loosen up, she was having the decidedly opposite effect. He tried very hard to not breath hard, not to sweat. He closed his eyes, cleared his head, and thought about what she said.

He was interrputed as Laurel came in, he looked ...

Malcolm nodded, and stopped playing.

"Thanks. Anyway, schedule's free for...well...until classes start back, I guess. Where've we got lined up this week? 'nother teeny-bopper place?"

Mal looked up, tapping his foot like he always did when he played, as he strummed out what was unmistakably the riff from "Smooth Criminal" (Mal swore he'd heard that song a thousand times in the past few weeks, and he couldn't get it out of his head).

"Tryin' to right now, London. Good morning, by ...

(Open to Out of the Blue members, spectators accepted on a case by case basis)

Malcolm was quite grateful for the summer break, and he was sure his bandmates were, too. There were no tests to study for or reports to write, so he hadn't missed a single rehearsal since it had started, and on top of ...

Mal wasn't suprised to see that Arlina had shown up. He had extend an invitation personally to her, after all. A little more suprising was the new kid with the dingaling on his eye, whom he'd had little contact with. In any case, he waved as they approached.

"Hey guys. Help yourself to a drink ...

Hey Lisa. I'm Malcolm, but you can call me Mal. If you need any help around school, or with your classwork, let me know. Welcome again.

Malcolm had really hoped he had gotten the word out enough. He wasn't going to do anything so flashy as put flyers up, but he had made it clear to his friends that everyone was invited to this little pseudo-picnic, and hoped that social networking would do the rest. Maybe there was some other July ...

((Issue 15 update))

Malcolm is entering his senior year at Saint Joseph's. He's done very well for himself, maintaining his good grades and his highly amateurish superhero career. He also helped the Zentaro cousins start their own band, and after a few gigs he's gotten much more confident in his ...

There were some who might question the choice of Atlas Park as a spot for a picnic. The scenery was pretty nice, sure, but there was always a spate of Hellion and Skull thugs running around, plus if you parked your car in the wrong place, Clockwork robots would come and strip it down. Still, it wasn ...

Hey Sage. I'm Mal, and I'm the bassist in Harmony and London's band. Or is that London and Harmony's band? Anyway, welcome to the school. I'm sure your family must be really happy to have all these supers in the family.

Hi Mike! Um, can I call you Mike? My name is Malcolm, but you can call me Mal like most people. If you need any help around school or the city or in class, I can certainly help you out! So, hi!

((From the sounds of things, he may or may not get along well with my BVA character. ))

With the onset of summer, Mal is now a senior.