Anyone who's good at it..
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Thread Topic: Anyone who's good at it..
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I love it! :D And wait is the guy from Florida Gay?
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My charrie!
Name: Friendly thread stalker
Other stuff: Doesn't matter.
*stalk stalk stalk* -
Thanks. :3 yeah. ^^
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No problem :) Okay.
Which guy do you wanna be? -
I'll be the one who moves.
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Okay my charrie.
Name: Jordan Miller.
Age: 16
Sexuality: Gay.
Looks: Light green eyes, Messy blondish brown hair. Hair Cut Emo-ish. Tall, Strongish built.
Wears: Beany hat, hoodie, baggy skinny jeans, shirt and high top sneakers.
Personality: Fun, loving, shy, sweet. And more to come. -
Name: Skylar Janings.
Age- 16 1/2
Sexuality- Straight, then gay. :)
Looks- Blue eyes, black hair that's emoish style, average size, and lean muscular.
Wears- Few colors, mostly black and grey jeans and shirts, and vans.
Personality- unsure of himself, awkwardish, shy, reserved, insecure.
NOT IT! -
Awh! D:
My music was blasting full volume. I was dancing around my room like a phsycho. Until I looked outside, expecting? Nothing, nothing ever happened that was exciting enough for me atleast. I saw new people? Was that it? I ran down the stairs from my room, into the living room. I peeked outside, to see a cute boy. Never have I Seen someone as cute as him. But I can't expect him to be gay. Can I? -
I stood outside as I watched my parents unload the moving truck. I slid my hands into my back pockets and looked down. I really don't think I could ever have a life as good as I had before. There's no way I could find someone as good as my girlfriend-Er- ex girlfriend. And my friends, no one would wanna be friend me.
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I watched in excitment as they unloaded the moving truck. Maybe I should introduce myself? I went up to my room, turning down my music from my iPod and slidding it into my pocket. I grabbed my beany, putting it on before messing my hair up a bit with my other hand. I went down the stairs. "Jordan? Where are you going?" I heard my mom ask. "Just outside.." I trailed of as I opened the door, heading towards the cute boy who was now just a few steps from me.
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I felt like someone was behind me. I turned around and saw a boy. "Urm. Hi." I muttered. How long was he standing there? Did he see my butt? I began to panic inside.
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"Hey." I said awkwardly. Man, why was I so Anti-Socail. But something about him drew me in. I began to feel weird, he probably thought I was a creeper. "Welcome to our neighborhood. I'm sure you will have fun here.." I laughed, slightly feeling my cheeks hot.
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"Uhm.. Thanks." I said with a slight nod.
"Skylar! Help your mommy with the couch!" my mom called.
"Ok!" I said. "Sorry, just give me a second. -
I nodded back, slipping an earbud into my ear and turning up the volume to a song.
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I helped my mom with the couch and went back outside. I smiled at the boy. He seemed really nice. But I don't think I should get attatched.
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