Hey There Sport (Tomer)

Zebadiah Hayes
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Dorm Monitor
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Hey There Sport (Tomer) Sept 11, 2013 15:13:33 GMT -5

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Post by Zebadiah Hayes on Sept 11, 2013 15:13:33 GMT -5

As a student at Hammel, Zeb had struggled a bit. Not only with his powers, but also with making friends with the other students. Rumors flew that he was some sort of nightmare sender and so the other students tended to keep their distance. Not only that, but the side effects of his power, his hallucinations and sleep issues, made his teenage years very troubling for him.

So when the staff at Hammel took the extra time to check up on him or help out, Zeb had been more than thankful. It was those relationships that led him to the career choices he had made. And ultimately back to Hammel where he hoped he had the same influence on its current students.

And while he tried to keep tabs on everyone, his heart really went out to those whose side effects were a real trouble for them. Like Tomer.

He made a point of popping his head into the room a few times a day. And although he checked in on Sam, Eric, and Perry as well Tomer was usually his real reason for stopping in. He knew what it was like to feel like everyone else was the normal ones.

So when he found out Tomer had opted out of going on the camping trip, he wondered if maybe he could convince the boy to join in with more of the student activities. It would be good for him to make some friends and enjoy himself.

He knocked on the door to the main area of the room before popping his head in, "Anyone home?" he called. Since it was the late afternoon he figured Tomer's roommates would be out either in class or outside enjoying the last bit of Vermont's warm weather.

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Tomer Berelowitz
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Hey There Sport (Tomer) Sept 13, 2013 11:03:40 GMT -5

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Post by Tomer Berelowitz on Sept 13, 2013 11:03:40 GMT -5

A great deal of the time it was easy for Tomer to forget that he was meta, especially when the power itself had no apparent use but the side effect had completely changed his life. Of course, it was the power that had given him the side effect, but... semantics. The power was also difficult to control, which wasn't anyone's fault, but added an extra layer of frustration. His GPA had not suffered so far, but school was a lot more tiring than it used to be and a lot more embarrassing. Some days the wheelchair was incredibly tempting, but just the thought of maneuvering himself out the door in it was humiliating enough for it to stay where it was beside his bed.

Having a study period cut down on some of Tomer's homework, but he still had at least an half hour of it every night and was not looking forward to how much more he'd have once he started high school. He'd had his eye on being a paralegal, but had been hearing a lot of things about how they didn't make much money and weren't treated very well. Which seemed... sort of odd considering that they worked for people who were supposed to be against the latter thing. He hadn't much cared how much money he made either, but now that he was disabled he was more paranoid about being able to provide for himself and not have to depend financially on anyone. So now he was looking into some type of engineering, but that career path was much more dependent on grades, which in turn meant high school was probably going to be miserable. The single thing Tomer was completely thankful for in terms of his power was that it had not manifested a year later than it had.

Advanced math homework was spread out on his desk. Algebra. He also had Spanish and History, but he always started with math because it was the easiest. When the knock at his door came, Tomer was half finished with the math, and he used his feet to wheel the desk chair over to the door to unlock it and open. He'd learned the hard way that being in the room still meant that the door needed to be locked if he didn't want any surprises. But he knew the voice, and smiled up at Zeb.

"Hi."

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Zebadiah Hayes
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Dorm Monitor
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Hey There Sport (Tomer) Sept 29, 2013 21:07:36 GMT -5

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Post by Zebadiah Hayes on Sept 29, 2013 21:07:36 GMT -5

"How are you doing today Mr. Berelowitz?" Zeb said, giving the boy a grin. It was his habit to address the student by Mr or Miss, even though the told them all to call him Zeb. Although there were a few he was closer to that he called their first names, it was usually only after they'd asked him to do so a few times.

He returned the boy's smile while still standing in the doorway. "Mind if I come in?" he asked. He tried to never invite himself into a student's room. Unless he was there for disciplinary reasons of course. Even though he was in and out of Tomer's room a lot, he tried to always ask.

"How are your classes going?" He asked, noticing the books and papers spread out. It was nice to see a student who actually cared about their classwork. As a student, Zeb had done fairly well, but that was mostly because he was kind of an outcast. Homework had given him something to fill the time. Especially on nights when he didn't want to sleep.

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Tomer Berelowitz
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Hey There Sport (Tomer) Oct 2, 2013 7:45:44 GMT -5

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Post by Tomer Berelowitz on Oct 2, 2013 7:45:44 GMT -5

Tomer hadn't bothered asking Zeb to call him by his first name, since he considered the whole 'Mr. Berelowitz' thing to be a sort of quirk (and yes, because he was also too shy to do so), though Zeb was so young it sometimes sounded odd coming from him. "I'm... okay. Nothing too horrible happened today. Yeah, come in. Uh. Watch out for Dead John."

Erik did not often pen his snake, and Tomer did not want it in his room. It was one of the reasons his door was always shut (and the reason Sebastian never visited with his gerbils). But nothing slithered on the floor when the dorm monitor came in, and Tomer closed the door after him. So far his room had remained a snake-free zone, but he knew it was just a matter of time.

Zeb knew he could sit on the bed or... wherever he wanted, though the bed was really the only place open unless he used Tomer's empty wheelchair (which would probably be a little small for him). The small room had a homey feel to it, with books on the shelf, a map of New York City on the wall along with a poster from the Avengers movie and a family photograph, and a lamp at Tomer's bedside that could be turned on and off with a touch. There was a small fan as well, but it had less to do with ventilation than to keep Erik's secondhand smoke from permeating the entire area. Erik was seventeen, but Tomer didn't think he'd see the end of him next July. Unfortunate, but Tomer knew the older boy's habits and for all of his attitude, he was not physically aggressive.

"Classes are okay. There's papers coming up in... everything but math." And, he'd learned, there was not going to be any escaping creative writing at Hammel. They were already journaling, another activity he disliked, and there were rumors of a poetry section later that winter that he was dreading with his entire soul. Tomer covered a yawn with the back of his wrist. He was often tired after class, but knew the best time for doing homework was now, when the dorms were reasonably quiet. After dinner it could get so loud that even putting in his earbuds didn't help much.

"How are you?"

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Post by Zebadiah Hayes on Sept 11, 2013 15:13:33 GMT -5

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Post by Tomer Berelowitz on Oct 2, 2013 7:45:44 GMT -5

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