Roleplay, preferably one of my friends.
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Thread Topic: Roleplay, preferably one of my friends.
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Hm... It could be a lesbian couple..
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I like it.
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Name: Kylie Jones
Age: 17
Personality: Quiet, reserved. A bit mysterious. Guarded, though completely comfortable around her girlfriend.
Other: Lesbian. She has been harassed because of it ever since middle school. Her father is the town druggie, thus setting more grounds for bullying. During her sophomore year she started writing names in a black notebook, which she titled the Hate List. -
Name: Ashley Smith (Ash)
Age: 17
Personality: Tends to be rebellious and hateful in school, but the opposite when with her girlfriend, Kylie.
Other: Lesbian, bullied about it. In deepens with Kylie, don't know about the Hate List. -
*in deep love
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Oh and, NOT IT. >:D
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I shall start?
Kylie sat in home room, her messenger bag resting in her lap as the teacher took attendance.
"Jones?" She responded with a curt nod, ignoring the snickers in the background. She glanced out of the corner of her eye, giving faces to the culprits.
Matthew Dario
Gregory Martin
She wrote their names down swiftly in her elegant handwriting before shutting the notebook and burying it below her books in her bag. -
Ash sat in a desk in the back, her feet propped up on an empty desk. She wrote on a piece of paper, something she'd been writing to Kylie for months about how much she cared about her. It was almost 50 pages... She needed to write a lot more. Fixing to dig out a cigarette and lighter, the teacher called her name, "Smith? Get your dirty shoes off of that desk, and please respond to me when I've called your name about 5 times." "Oh, right, um, here? I mean, don't want to be here, but I have to." she shrugged, followed by a glare from the teacher. That bitch should be used to it by now, she thought bitterly.
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Kylie sighed and toyed with her silver heart necklace, the one Ash had given to her for their one month anniversary back in October. She bit her lip absent mindedly, running through all of the names on the Hate List... All 387 of them. They had been admitted onto the ever growing list for acts against her or posing threats, both to her and Ash. Kylie longed to save her girlfriend from the cruelty she had been cursed to endure throughout her junior high and high school careers. She'd been saving up every penny she earned from her job at the local Rita's, scooping flavored ice and giving fake smiles to customers. She currently had over one thousand dollars in savings, which was more than enough to carry out her plan. All she had left to do was make the purchase and carry it out. First period flew by quickly what with her mind pulling her away from boring discussions about the Spanish Inquisition. It was soon time for art, a class that both Kylie and Ash shared together. The redhead slung her bag over her left shoulder and slipped out of the room, working her way in and out of the pockets of people until she reached the art room.
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Ash fell asleep in the middle of the lesson, dreaming of her and Kylie being together, for, well, forever. She smiled thinking about that dream and about Kylie... Everything about Kylie was amazing... She loved everything about Kylie. She woke up at the end of the lesson, picked up her corset-styled bag and her binder, filled with her love note, and walked out. She started to walk to the Art room, when all of a sudden a preppy-looking girl purposely slammed into her, knocking her binder out. The papers slid out, revealing every single word she meant. She yelped angrily as the girl picked up the stack of papers. "Aww, a little cute love letter from Miss Lezzy. Let's see... Ooh, its to her girlfriend, Little Miss Druggie! Let's see here, 'Kylie, I love you so much, I'm so glad to be with you. The first time I saw you I knew you were the one for me... You make my heart go crazy.. I want to spend the rest of my life with you.'" The girl repeated hastily, snickering. "Aww, so sweet.." she replied sarcastically. She threw it in the garbage as she walked to the gym. "Oops." The girl replied coldly, and walked off laughing.
Tears formed in Ash's eyes, and she leaped up. She sped to the garbage can, reaching for the now ruined papers. Tears soon started to coat her cheeks as she found it, stained with grease and milk. She sniffled sadly, choking on sons as she walked into Art, and plopped beside Kylie. She hid her face in her hands, filling the cupped flesh with water and makeup. -
*choking on sobs
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Kylie glanced over at Ash, taking in her forlorn expression that was covered by her hands. She pushed a stray hair out of her face.
"Hey... Ash? Are you alright?"
Well damn, of course she wasn't alright. It was evident that she had been crying, hard. Kylie rested a small hand on her cheek, gently caressing it with her fingertips, using a light, feathery touch. She kept her eyes trained on her love, as of she could psychologically will her to look at her. -
Ash shook her head, continuing to choke on sobs. She didn't know whether it was the right time to show Kylie the note.. She rose her head, revealing her reb, blotchy face, with tears shining in the light.
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Kylie reached out to wipe away a few tears. "Come on." She took Ash by the hand and led her out into the hallway and down a ways until they reached the girls' room. They then entered the handicapped stall and she shut the door behind them. Kylie pressed her lips tenderly to Ash's, tasting the saltiness of her tears. After a moment, she pulled away and held her girlfriend's hands in hers.
"Tell me what's wrong... You know how much it kills me to see you so upset." -
Shaking, Ash slowly got the note out of her pocket. She paused for a moment, sniffling. "This... is what I've been thinking ever since we've gotten together." She handed the note to her. This wasn't how she imagined it, but it was better then nothing. "It's 50 pages long..."
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