Would Anyone Want To Do A Soap With Little Old Me?
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Thread Topic: Would Anyone Want To Do A Soap With Little Old Me?
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Davon: I stifled a laugh of mockery. Turning on my heel,, I yelled out, "Fuck you, bitch. You don't know how big of a dick you are, asshole. Now imma take my nigger ass and win this shit." I turned, smirking.
(Never cursed so much in ny life. :O)
I listened to the repulsive words. -
(xD)
I amusedly leaned against a random locker and smriked. "That it?" -
(Yeah. xD)
Davon: That set me off. I ran towards him, headbutting him in the gut. -
I tightened my muscles, so the headbutt didn't affect me in the least. "You got a soft head."
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Davon: I attempted slugging him a few times, as hard as physically possible.
I was quite overwhelmed by the commotion. I backed away from them both. -
With one hand still propping me against the locker, I easily blocked all his attacks. "Now either you leave this room now, or we'll both see how hard I can really punch."
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Davon: I didn't pay not one bit of mind to his words. I continued my attempt at an attack.
I felt a pair of hands on my shoulders, and then someone covered my eyes. Before I knew what was happeneing, I was in a very small, dark room. A closet. I whimpered.
(I just feel bad for my charrie. *Facepalm* so much abuse....) -
(Indeed....)
I easily blocked his pitiful attempt at an attack, then glanced over, looking for him. Upon not seeing him, I quickly finished off the fight with Davon, leaving him brusied, bloody and nearly unconcious. I glared at everyone. "Where's the new kid?" -
(Yeah. After this closet thing blows over, I'm gonna wait a while before something else happens)
I pawed lightly at the door, truly frightened that there was someone present at the other side of it. I tried to open it, coming to no avail as I came to the realization it was locked. I whimpered.
On the other side of the door, everyone pretended they had jo clue what Alexander was talking about. A few leaned hy Davons side. -
(Yeah. After this closet thing blows over, I'm gonna wait a while before something else happens)
I pawed lightly at the door, truly frightened that there was someone present at the other side of it. I tried to open it, coming to no avail as I came to the realization it was locked. I whimpered.
On the other side of the door, everyone pretended they had jo clue what Alexander was talking about. A few leaned hy Davons side. -
(M'kay)
I continued to glare. I lightly put my foot on Davon's neck. "Unless you want him to hurt more than he does now, you'll tell me where Jackson went." -
(Third Person Pov) One of the boys panicked. "I saw Tony put him in the closet."
Jackson: I always hate the dark. And small spaces. I trembled, close to tears. -
I walked over to the guy and looked him in the eye. "Thank you." I pointed to Tony. "I'll deal with you later." I walked over to the closet and tried to open it
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I heard a rattle on the door handle. I sank back into the nearest corner, nearly positive it was one of the boys.
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"Yo, Jackson, you in here?"
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