.::Lose Yourself::. Teen Romance - Intermediate -

[Mah Wolfie]

Adrianne smiled as she saw him opening the note and turned her head to the teacher. She wasn't even listening. All she was thinking about was Damien. She couldn't stop thinking about the way hetalked, the way he looked, they way he walked and the way he did everything. She slightly looked at him with the side of her eye and smiled. He was even cute when he was writting.

Her thoughts stopped when the note flew over next to her hand. A slight grine appeared on her face as she gently took the note and opened it. After readint the note, Adrianne chuckled quietly and glanced over to him. He was dateless?! Him?! No way. Either he was lying to her or just people weren't smart enought to see how adorable he was. Adrianne was dateless too and she thought about asking him to the party, but she didn't feel like now was the right moment. Maybe the break or lunch.

Adrianne mentaly sighted as she picked up her pen and started to write. She gave another glance to him before throwint the note to him, beeing carefull so tht the teacher doesn't see.
'Me too.
. . .
Why do you ask?
She had written and started to play around with her hair, nervous about the last part. Her chesnut hair was falling down her side, as Adrianne wanted to hide the slight blush on her face.

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Chris smiled and turned his head to Lor. "'Corse."he mumbled to her and grinned, looking into her bright blue eyes. Chris glanced over to Jack and sighted slowly, looking back at Lor. He gave a charming smile, before shocking his head to push the hair away from his eyes. Like his sister, he had a chesnut-like hair with some fair hair high lights. He like Lor. Really liked her. He had the feeling she wasn't much into him, but he never really was right about these things. Atleast that's what Adrianne said.

Chris slightly shock his head and looked at the board, smilling at Lor. He really liked her and he hoped she liked him back. With a smile sight, Chris leaned back on the chair as the teacher scolted him for not listening. Chris nodded with a smirk and leaned back on the chair with his hands behind his head lazily. He hoped the class would end soon, since he was way too lazy to actually stay awake.

Words:
405
Notes:
Ahaha, Adrianne ;]

[softballsava]

((I will respond once bunny does ))

[vαιuε]

Dean smiled as Lina took the spot he had offered. This was rare. Not many people took the time to sit down with him, and when they did… well, it was nice to have some company once in a while. He settled down against the wall, and looked across the hallways towards the lockers. His was empty. Dean didn’t have a job, and he didn’t live with his parents. So, he couldn’t afford anything. Well, his mum and dad did pay for food and water. They didn’t hate him so much that they would let him to starve, or lack water when there was none. But Dean couldn’t go to the mall, and shop for clothes, or a new apartment, or any school supplies. Okay, Dean was poor. But he did have shelter, and a nice, cozy bed back at home, and that was enough for now. But still, even if that was sufficient for him, everyday, Dean still dreamt of being wealthy again. He glanced back over at Lina, and realized she had asked him a question that he had left unanswered. “Um,” The boy started. Well, it was true. He knew her name, but she still didn’t know his. “I’m Dean.” He said finally. After saying that, he looked back at her, and grinned. She was cute, and seemed nice. But one question wondered through his mind… was she could under pressure? Well, Dean would have to figure that out. He reached into his back pocket, and pulled out another cigarette, then offered it to her. “Want one?” Dean said, a sly smile playing on the corner of his lips.

Jack frowned. Great, he had lost his chance. That boy, with the brown hair, and agreed to take her, to his party. He shrugged. Well, it wasn’t like he wasn’t going to see her at the party… Just that she wasn’t going with him. In that case, he would have to take someone else. Even if they weren’t into him, even if he wasn’t into them, just anyone would do. He looked ahead of him, and spotted a girl with tanned skin, and light hair. (Alessandra) He called out to her, but not loud enough to get the teachers attention. He leaned forward, and asked her if she would like to go to the dance with him. “I’m Jack,” He added, and told her it would be fun. He wondered if she was surprised, or annoyed that he had asked her to his party. While she was deciding, he settled back in his chair. “Guess I’ll see you there then.” Jack said to the girl sitting next to him.

Sam stepped into English. He glanced at the clock, and realized that they were already half way into the class. The teacher had already started a lecture about punctuation. Samuel let her get it all out, before apologizing and saying that he wouldn’t be ate again. He must have surprised her, because, in return, she said nothing. Sam took a seat next to a fairly pretty girl, and smiled at her. (Alessandra) She seemed to be taking pictures. Well, that was interesting. He could tell by her energy, that she was confused or uncomfortable about something. Energy was like a small wave of light, which rested above everything. Plants, humans, trees, animals. When they grew happy or excited, their light became clearer. When they became upset, it darkened and turned a sort of a gray-ish color. He knew that if he tried to explain this to someone, who didn’t no about it, would think he was, well, crazy. But no, this wasn’t something superman would have.

WORDS:
624
NOTES:
I dont really know what's going on.
OUTFIT:
Same as before, but Samuel has plaid shorts and a white T-shirt on.

[softballsava]

Damien:

Damien watched as she wrote back to him. He couldn't help but smile. She was really pretty. Alright, scratch that, she was sexy. And now, he may even be asking ehr to the party with him, depending fo course on her response. he looked up when the teacher called out his name,
"Damien," the teacher said, "Where is the mediteranean sea located?" he asked smirking.
This teacher was so damn sure Damien would have no clue.
He was wrong.
Damien smirked, "Europe sir." he said as she leaned back against his chair stretching in satisfactory.
The teahcers lip twitched. "Correct." he said reluctantly before starting in on the lesson once more.

Suddenly he noticed the note appear in front of him. She did have perfect timing. He opened it right away this time.
'Me either'
...
'Why do you ask?'

He looked over at ehr and smiled. He flipped the note over once more and wrote, "Wanted to go with you, I'm suprised your not taken." he looked down at the note deciding what to write next, "Whattaya say? :]" he wrote back to her. He flicked the note over skillfully when he knew the professor wasn't looking. What a fraud. Damien looked over at Adrianne and winked before she opened the letter. He really hoped she would accept.

Loralie:

Lor looked back at Chris, "Great, pick me up at 7." she said to him with a playful smile. She looked back at Jack, "I guess I will see you there." she said back to him before returning to her disigns in the notebook. Yeah, she had a huge problem here. She had no idea who she was going to choose..

She looked up at the clock, 10 minutes left, she just had to hold in there for 10 more minutes. She tapped her pencil gently on the desk before drawing a belt on to her artwork, and mentally deeming the style finished alass.

words: 325

Notes: ughh! major wb on Lor..

[Mah Wolfie]

Adrianne grinned as she opened the note and red it quickly. She turned her head to him, flicking her hair back and looking at him secretly. With the side of her eye, she looked at the time and smiled as there were 10 minutes left. She smiled and started to write back on the note. She gently bit her pen as she pretented to think about the desion. It was obvious the answer was 'Yes', but she wanted to mess around with him, scine she never had the chance to ene go out with a guy. A mocking grine appeared on her face as she took down the pen and onto the papper, starting to write with her lip in her mouth.
'It's a pretty ahrd choice, since you are the hottest guy in school.' she started to tease, but chuckled quietly and continued to write.
'So I would love to. ;] <3'
She gently threw the note to him and smiled as it landed next to him. The smile never left her face as she looked at the teacher and gently hid her cheek with her hand as it was all red.

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Chris grinned as Lor told him to pick her up at 7 and turned his gaze to the notebook. Nothing. A sight came out as the teacher was coming his way and started to write quickly. As the teacher came next to him and looked at his notebook. Chris gave a funny smile as the teacher made a face, seeing the ungly and qieck hand writting. Chris chuckled quietly as the teacher left and started to write normally. He looked at the tike and smiled as there were 5 minutes left. '5 more minutes, 5 more and freedon for a fwe minutes!' he thought with a chuckled and leaned back n the hcair, counting the seconds as they went by.

Words:
310
Notes:
I got wb with both!

[anonymouse]

Skye hadn't noticed when she had zoned out. The lesson was too boring for her to bear at the moment, but she scribbled a few notes so she would have something to study when the time came. Skye listened to the sound of the clock ticking and the sound of others writing on their notebooks. Taking a chance, Skye pulled out her Nano iPod. Sliding one ear piece into her ear and hiding it by her hair, Skye switched it to the song Skyway Avenue by the band We The Kings. She kept the volume down so no one else would be able to hear it.

A small, bright smile lit her face while the familiar music ran in her ears. It was about the only thing she figured America was good for. Music. The food was alright but nothing special, and so far Skye didn't think the guys were anything new. Skye drummed her fingers against the desk to the light beat of the song. Her smile was growing but she wasn't looking forward to more school. But she couldn't wait for Art. That was one of the things Skye could feel comfortable about because there was no right or wrong in Art.

Clothes:
Same
Notes:
...

[average]

[[So sorry I was gone!]]

and asked her if she would like to go to the dance with him. “I’m Jack,” He added, and told her it would be fun. He wondered if she was surprised, or annoyed that he had asked her to his party. While she was deciding, he settled back in his chair. “Guess I’ll see you there then.” Jack said to the girl sitting next to him.

Aless looked up, surprised and a little confused as a boy started to talk to her. She hesitated, then replied, "You're Jack? I should've guessed." This was a first. She was asked to the party? She could only hope there was no dancing involved, for she could only salsa, and that was only in her room with no one watching. She shook her head slightly, not sure. She figured she might as well go with him, seeing as she was going to the party anyway. He was kind of cute anyway. But it was kind of nerve wracking. She finally said, "I'll be there." Her accent seemed to grow stronger, and she braced herself. For, she might just start talking in Portuguese if she wasn't careful. She did that when she was nervous. She noticed another boy coming into the room. She smiled sheepishly, and snapped a picture of his shoes. The teacher was so oblivious, it was pathetic. She almost laughed at all of the passing notes, faking taking notes, etc. She turned back to the boy, Jack, and said, "I'm Alessandra by the way, but call me Aless."

Words:
190
Notes:
Dance? I thought it was a party... o.o

[PlasticPeach]

Lina smiled at him. He had a nice name. It was way more normal than Carolina. Her mother had a penchant for unusual names, her own being Waverly, and her father hadn’t really minded. Now however, they couldn’t agree on anything. While most kids were sad that their parents had divorced, Lina was just glad that they wouldn’t be constantly arguing, all the time.
Then Dean offered her a cigarette. Lina was very tempted to take one. It had been a while since she’d smoked, but she shook her head. “No thanks. I don’t smoke anymore.” She didn’t elaborate on the “anymore” part. However, if Dean asked, and she didn’t think he would, Lina might explain. She looked forward at the lockers, and was silent for a moment. She had almost forgotten her original initiative for coming out to the hall in the first place-to ask Dean to the party. Some girls would rather have the boy ask them, but Lina had never cared. If she wanted something, or someone, she would make the first move. She turned to him. “So have you heard about the party that Jack is throwing?” She smiled slightly as she heard herself speak. Her British was still quite thick, since she had only been in New York for about two years.

Words: 217
Notes: None
Outfit: Same

[softballsava]

~~Waiting for bunny~~

[vαιuε]

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