{|•California Get Away•|} Now accepting! Needs boys!!

[pepe.]

Bill replys saying "Hey buddy. How have you been in this California get away? I didn't see you come in."

[mochi.]

°•°•°~Spike~°•°•°
•♥ ♥•

------Get to know me-----
Name:: Spike Gene Carter
Nickname;; Buffy
Age:: 16
Dorm #;; With Bill in his truck
Personality:: He is a bit of a whiner but he can also be sweet.
Gender:: Guy... I think..
°°°°°°°°°°Every Ones Different°°°°°°
Home Town:: Wyoming
Pets:: Bill
Sexuality:: Gay
Family;; I dont when know where or who they are..
•••••♥Looks Don't matter♥••••••
Peircings:: One on my left ear
Hair Color:: ^^Look up
Eye Color;; Brown
Scars/Tattos:: I have a scar under my nose from when i was hit with a baseball bat by my mom.
Other:: WIP

Can Spike be my charrie?

[CatchingClouds]

Lexi smiled and blushed slightly. "Not as cute as you! Nobody is as cute as you," she said sincerely.

[mochi.]

Spike

"Oh i was just back in Wyoming" Spike said and smiled. "Hey Bill.... I don't know how to say this.... but.. can i ride in the truck with you?"

[iWolfpaw-]

*face palm* What has this roleay become! Oh my gosh...

[pepe.]

"Oh yeah, why don't we head to the beach and play some volleyball." Bill walks to his truck and smiles at Spike, while giving him a wink. Bill has been playing volleyball since he was ten. He also had a rainbow beach towel in his truck.

[myk]

(( this started as a California Get Away and now.. i have no idea what it is.. ._. ))

[mochi.]

Spike

Spike grinned and held his lucky pacifier in his hand. "i love voleyball!" Spike shouted over the noise of Bill's starting truck. "I'm not too good yet though" Spike sighed and thought of how long he practiced to impress his dear friend Bill. "I think i can i think i can!" Spike thought and put his binky in his mouth. "Im ready" Spike murmered trying to talk with his binky. The truck started and they headed to the beach.

[mochi.]

Edit in a sec.

[pepe.]

Bills sighs and tells his dear friend. "This is as bad as when you had that lucky blanket. You have had that binkie for 20 years, when are you going to let it go?" He takes in a breath and replys "Remember when I told you that Santa wanted to help you grow up? So I told you he took away your blanket last Christmas.... well that was me I... *blush* wanted to help you with your problems.... im sorry Spike." After a 10 minute drive to the beach they finally arrived. As they were driving, It was a dead silence.