Kids in Love {Semi-lit/ Lit} Accepting

[WalkerNom]

Aubree laughed, "knowing my parents they would have killed you if it were just you alone, at least they would hesitate for me" she joked with him as she walked along side him. She looked at his face turning towards him, "it will probably be best if we go together" she said her tone getting more serious, she really didn't know what to do next as Sai moaned at her for not paying any attension to her instead of Damon, and she kept trying to catch her attention. Aubree looked down at her, smiling as her thoughts unrolled in her head.

[Harpy•]

{{Sorry >.< I forgot to tell you guys I was going to Yosemite for a few days, so I'm sorry.}}

Damon looked at her evenly, noting her serious tone, and nodded, a small smile curving one corner of his lips. "So be it," he said, leaning his head down and brushing his lips over her cheek. "You're comin' with me." He grinned, then chuckled lightly, noting Sai's impatience, the same with Tikaani. The black German Shepherd growled good-temperedly, then leapt on Sai, tackling her playfully to the ground before leaping away, barking excessively.

[WalkerNom]

Aubree smiled and laughed at the two dogs tackling eachother, she turned towards Damon, "Were are we going?" she asked him, obviously, she was going with him no matter what or else, he would force her. She continued to smile at him as she made a gesture telling Damon 'after you'.

(thats ok! What was it like?)

[Sacred Sin]

"Well, I'm free all this week and next week." Bella said, pursing her lips a little in thought. "I think I start work again two weeks from now, but I take the night shift, so my days are actually open." She smiled widely and leaned against the counter again. "So I think we sh--" She stopped as the bell from the kitchen rang. "Give me a minute." She said, a little flustered, as she grabbed and balanced six plates on her arms. She hurried to the correct table and distributed the food with an easy smile and an "enjoy." She bounced back several seconds later, brushing back her chocolate brown hair and letting out a little sigh.

"Anyways..." She murmured, blinking and flashing him a sheepish grin. "Oh, yeah Damon and I are siblings." She said, laughing a little. "He's a pretty good older brother, but he can be so scatterbrained sometimes. He didn't give me the keys to the car last night so I had to run here--20 miles--by foot." She explained, irritation rolling off of her in waves. She quickly flipped open her phone and texted Damon, Wen we get home u r SO in 4 it! furiously, adding a Grrr after. She slipped her phone away and returned her attention to Tai.

Brooke smiled, casting him a teasing look. "Give me a break. I need to get my skateboard from my car. It's near the library." She began to job, feeling her bangs fall into her face and brushed against her cheeks. They tickled, and she brushed them back with a slender hand.

"I really need a new car." She grumbled, reaching her bent, old, blue, rusted truck. It had once been her father's, but it had been given to her now, so she had to face the shame of the damn thing. It was a terrible vehicle, never going the speed she wanted, constantly breaking down, and being the ugliest thing on the road this town had ever seen. She grimaced and slapped the side of the car with a groan before the door clicked open. She sighed, not needing to pull out the keys. "Give me a sec." She called to Joey.

A minute or two later, she had her skateboard tucked under her arm and her car locked--well seemingly locked and she was crossing the parking lot when the nastiest girl in their high school arrived with a cluster of her friends, Jennifer Clark. The "pretty" girl of the school, she was popular, all the boys loved her, and she was the glamor queen, but also the shallowest, rudest, and pettiest girl on the face of the planet. She walked up to Brooke with a smirk, slushie in her right hand and purse in her left. "Hey loser. That your car?" She asked in her "curls and bubble gum" voice. Brooke narrowed her chocolate colored eyes and replied, "Yeah." With a swift move of her hand, Jennifer dumped the entire slushie all over BK's shirt and face. "There, now you two match." She giggled, waving and then strutting away with her friends, a cluster of laughing, fake, barbie dolls.

Brooke slumped to the ground, feeling sticky, wet, and very, very pissed. "I think I may need to head home." She said, a little apologetically to Joey. She motioned to her ruined shirt and blue face. "This might be a little alarming, even for the kids at the skate park."

[Charisma.]

xX Joe Austin White Xx

Smiling slightly, Joey looked to the side and then followed, slowly, since he didn't feel like jogging after her. Though somehow he managed to reach her car as soon as she had, waiting and balancing on his skate board on the neatly paved sidewalk. After Brooke had grabbed her board Joey kicked his up and then set it down again, letting his feet rest atop it, as he drifted beside her, the wheels rolling calmly down the sidewalk.

Before he could say anything else he noticed something. Those girls again. They messed with Brooke but went all weird and gaga over him. He hated it. Narrowing his piercing greenish eyes slightly, he flipped his hair as drifted slowly towards them. Smirking slightly he watched the girls do their failing act and then waited until the first one was about to leave before he slid up beside BK. She was dripping with sticky slushie all over her.
He wanted to say so many things to them and they were all negative, but he kept it to himself, instead he cast Jennifer a glare his icy greenish blue eyes piercing through, and his hair over his face, giving him a dark 'don't mess with' appearance.

Joe sighed slightly as he looked down at Brooke a slight smirk on his face. He knew she'd get Jennifer back. Brooke wasn't the type to be messed with, and usually when someone, especially that Jennifer did something to her, Joey could almost always guess she would get her back. At the moment Joey wanted to go after them and do something. Especially that Jennifer girl. He'd get her one day. Or more to say Brooke would- well maybe they would, together.

Reaching one hand out he helped up Brooke as the suns rays reflected off his dark grayish black T-shirt. "You okay BK?" he asked her his eyes showing concern. His eyes were like the gateway to his feelings. There was a whole other world in them. "Yeah- I figured. Hey, no worries though- she doesn't know what she's up against" he smirked slightly, at her, knowing very well she was pissed, because he was too.
"Come on lets head home- then you can get some new clothes, and maybe I can get a cookie or two" he smiled a light chuckle on him. He was good at making others feel better, and he didn't know why. He seemed to like comforting Brooke more though.

[Sacred Sin]

Brooke took his hand and noticed the death glare he sent to Jennifer. A part of her, deep inside, smiled like sunshine upon seeing it. She was glad Joey didn't like girls like Jennifer. Getting to her feet, she quickly grabbed a napkin from the front seat of her truck and did the best job she could of wiping off the blue slushie staining her face. She succeeded in getting most of it off, but her shirt was beyond saving now. Groaning a little since she had just gotten it the day before, she took it off, blushing softly as she did so since it was right in front of Joey. Her grey undershirt was thin against the cold autumn wind and made her shiver a bit.

"Well, that was a waste of fifty bucks." She said, sighing and tossing it into a trash can not far away. "One day, Jennifer is going to get what's coming to her and more and I'll be the one to deliver it." She hissed, crossing her arms and sending a scowl towards the barbie dolls dancing down the street like pre madonnas. Restraining the urge to flip them the middle finger, she opened the door to her car. "Better hop in since we're heading back to my place." She said, smiling a little. Upon the trembling roar of the engine, the radio turned on, playing Breaking Benjamin's "I Will Not Bow."

She laughed when he mentioned getting some cookies and then rolled her chocolate-colored eyes. "Knowing mom, she'll give you the whole plate." Strapping on her seatbelt, she waited for him patiently, not the least perturbed that he was getting into her metal can of a car. Already she was feeling a lot better, and she knew it had been because Joey was there and making her laugh. God knows that Jennifer's nose might have been broken if BK had been all by herself.

[Charisma.]

xX Joe Austin White Xx

Joey smirked slightly as Brooke slipped off her T-shirt and watched her as she shivered, with just a gray tank top underneath the shirt she had just taken off.As he watched her, he realized just how breezy it could get as a brush of wind flew by. Kicking up his board, this time Joey picked it up under his arm and followed Brooke. He didn't mind her at all. She was cool to be around he had to admit. After all, there ahd been times where it had been too hot, and Joey hadn't had a shirt on. Well, he usually only had on a shirt at home if he felt like it, and if it was too warm or dry, he usually wouldn't have one on.

Sitting in that car was like sitting inside a broken down shack, but Joey actually liked it. Being in that car made him laugh from enjoyment. He was weird that way. As the radio turned on, Joe grinned as he realized it was Breaking Benjamin. Rock made his day. While it made others ticked or agitated, it just made his day. He couldn't live without a daily dose of some punk rock, or playing his electric guitar.

Leaning his arm against the window he sighed and glanced over at Brooke. "She's gonna get it, I swear she will. Knowing you, there is no resisting it." he concluded leaning back some more. That Jennifer, she was lucky she was with some Friends, but one day, if he snapped, then she'd better run for her life.

[Sacred Sin]

BK sunk into the seat on the driver's side, its stuffing already molded to the form of her back. She smiled and patted the steering wheel. No matter how much of a pice of junk it was, it was still her baby. Checking the rear view mirror quickly, she pulled out and then laughed, shifting the stick into gear and smoothly making it out onto the main street.

"You can say that again. Want to get revenge with me?" She asked, waggling her eyebrows at her enticing suggestion. Already many things she could do to get back at Jennifer were shifting through BK's mind, many worse than anyone could ever imagine. None of them would hurt Jennifer in anyway--Brooke wasn't that type of girl--but all of them were certainly nasty. Humiliation was where she would target. Jennifer lived on her ego and popularity. Take them away and bam; she would be nothing.

Brooke soon turned onto a more country-like road, one that had much fewer cars. It eventually changed to a dirt road and the truck's sturdy tires took the terrain change with a growling grace. She glanced out the window, watching the changing leaves blur together in a conflagration of reds, oranges, and golds. She smiled in spite of herself.

"I wonder what I'll remember the most about Springfield forty years from now." She said randomly, a nostalgic look crossing her face. Her red lips twitched into a little smirk and she sort of laughed. "Sorry, I'm in a strangely serious mood." Her fingers tapped on the wheel to the beat of the song that was now playing, one that she had never heard before but liked. "I just don't believe that my life with surmount to serving goths at Hot Topic." She murmured, a distant look entering her eyes.

[Hikaru Kurosaki]

Username: Hikaru Kurosaki
Name:Shawn Tyler Anderson
Gender: Male
Age:17
Personality: He's usually good-hearted when he's in a good mood. He's not very social and is more of a loner. He doesn't make new friends often, because he is afraid of losing his old ones. Shawn's a very content person and is extrodinary at hiding his feelings. He reads in his spare time and thinks talking is a waste of time. He has many fears, though he is brave and reckless. Even though it may seem like Shawn could hardly care about some people, he is very protective of the people he loves.
Shawn's main goal is to become a writer. Even though he's not always too great at it, he believe's he can someday get his work published. When his parents divorced a few years ago, it dramatically effected his attitude. He was quieter, and would sometimes not speak a word the entire day. His father recently got married to another woman, who he absolutely hates. His mind is very complex, which makes him believe he should listen rather than talk. He believes if everyone talked, there would be no one to listen.
He's strong mentally, not neccesary physically. He is attatched to his closest friends, refusing to fight with them, because he's afraid of losing them. He's self-conscious at random moments.
History: Like most family's his parents are divorced. He lives with his mother while his father is a soldier in Iraq. Shawn has a younger sister named Lara, who is 12. He pesters her alot, but it tends not to bother her much. His family hardly ever talks about his dad, hoping maybe someday all the painful memories would drift away.
Crush:Open
Boyfriend/Girlfriend:Not yet/
Other:None

(Am I accepted?)

[Harpy•]

Tikaani darted after Sai, leaping into the backseat beside her, his entire form seeming to wriggle, as if he'd been given a shot with a hyperactive drug. Damon chuckled, then looked at Aubree, smiling widely. "Oh, you have no idea," he answered, then paused, reaching into his pocket as his phone vibrated. "Just a sec," he said, then slid the phone open to read the text. He blinked a couple of times, then burst out laughing, hurriedly texting his reply.
O, com on now, sis, he typed in with his thumbs. I hav a date.
His laughter subsided to chuckles when he slid his phone back into his pocket, then looked at Aubree, pressing his lips together. "My sister," he said, then grinned. "I'll explain all that later. Now, let's get to the park." He put his hand on top of the passenger door, ready to close it once Aubree stepped inside.

Damon grinned at Aubree, then shrugged, chuckling slightly. "Wherever you want to go," he answered, winking at her, then glanced down at his watch. "We still have another good half hour or so." He looked back to Aubree, encircling her waist with an arm.

{{@Lena Duchannes, it was soooo pretty there! ^.^ Absolutely amazing.}}