Set me Free {Teen Romance Rp}

[corpsewallet]

Name: Ryan
Age: 16
Gender: Male
Looks: below
Personality: nice, funny, sometimes a little cheeky, but caring
Crush: open
Dating: no one...
Other: nevermind the wings on him

[corpsewallet]

Alisa was wandering aimlessly through the hallways when she found Dean on the floor, a cigarette in his hand."Dean?" she asked, crouching down in front of him and slowly removing the cigarette from his hand and tossing it away."What's wrong? It's okay, I'm here for you..." Alisa said, lifting his chin so he could look her in the eyes.

[Maddyhorse]

Zack pushed the door open of his Algebra. He saw the class was almost full so he took a seat in the third row. He took out his ipod, put a song on and waited for the class to start.

[~Red Roses~]

Rose quickly came in and found a set in the back and started to mess with her hair and looked around and siht bored

[vαιuε]

"Huh?" Dean looked up to see a girl, with blond hair, and a nice smile. He noticed her take something away from his fingers, and toss it to the ground. His blue eyes widened, but he let her finish. Dean... How in hell did she know him? He hadn't seen her before... Or had he? He looked at the half smoked cigarette, sprawled across the floor. Was that more affective then he'd known? "What the hell?" He muttered, confused. "You're hear for me? What? Nothing's wrong." He said, standing up, and shaking her hand off.

[corpsewallet]

Alisa took a step back as Dean stood up."Uh, well I'm, i'm sorry..." she said quietly, then she gathered up her books and crushed the smoking remains of the cigarette as she headed to her algerbra class.

[corpsewallet]

Reaching her algebra class, alisa walked in and sat down in between of Ryan and Zack."Hi.." she said quietly to both of them, getting her sketchbook from her backpack and sketching a wolf."what's wrong alisa? you look, sad." Ryan said.

[Maddyhorse]

Zack nodded and said" Hey"then took out a note book.

[corpsewallet]

"I, I'm okay." Alisa said, putting away her sketchbook, then, noticing Zack taking out his note book she asked,"Is class starting?"

[vαιuε]

Dean watched her leave with regret. Had he hurt her? He sighed, and took out another cigarette, lit it, and started smoking once more. He glanced up at the clock, and frowned. The bell was about to wring. He stood up, and headed outside. When he reached the outdoors, he breathed in the fresh sent of morning air. This was what he wanted, not... He glanced down at the small object in his hand, and dropped it.