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[The Wishlist Bomber]

(((Omg thanks!)))
I stare at the clock on the wall. The teacher drones on. Finally we all get handed a box of clay. I perk up. We're supposed to make a piece that represents our feelings right now. I glance a jake and blush furiously. Oh well. An assignment is an assignment. I start kneeding the clay.

[I n f i n i t y]

Jake Reese. 17. Single. Doing art.

I stare at the lump of clay. My feelings...worry? Hm...I start kneading the clay into a broken heart. A pretty detailed one. I loved art as well, but my dad wanted me to be a football player. I sigh as I design the intricate broken heart design.

{{no problem!! :3}}

[The Wishlist Bomber]

My feelings were complicated. I start twisting ropes of clay around my model. It was me, tied to a rock. Another figure sat in the shadows in front of me, just out of reach. Behind the rock, tying the ropes, was a girl. She didn't look bad. A boy was tugging on her arms, wanting her to leave with him. (It's all very small, lol) I finish. Something wet splatters onto my girl's upturned face. I was crying. I try to wipe away my tears. It's no use. I stand up and run from the room.

[I n f i n i t y]

Jake Reese. 17. Single. Worried, in the hall with Morgan.

I finish my broken heart in time to see Morgan run from the room. I stand and say to the teacher, "I'll take care of it." The teacher trusted me, so she let me go. I got a glance at Morgan's clay sculpture before I run after her. "Morgan!" I call and gently grab her arm. "Hey..what's wrong?" I ask softly, searching her wet face.

[Eeveeprincess01]

((is anyone open?))

[laila,]

The Basics

Name.. My full name is Ridian Miles Oxley, my first name was originally worn, owned and printed by my father. However, when I was due to be born my father died in a car crash and so I was named after him. My second name comes from my great grandad, a man of war so I am told and finally my last name, I don't believe it has any kind of specifics towards it only that it was my mother and fathers last name. Everyone usually calls me Ridian or Miles, I suppose if you can think of something you can call me whatever you want.

Gender.. I'm a boy, now.. presuming you can't tell I thought I should just point out that very small fact to you.

Age.. Eighteen, I am exactly four minutes older than Connor and I have no objection to being called the youngest.

School Group.. I'm a jock, if that's a little off-putting don't worry, I don't bite.

Relationships

Crush.. There's uh.. that girl.. uhmm.. y'know.. Piper.

Girlfriend.. Pha, that's a little outrageous..

Home Life

Siblings.. I have a twin brother named Connor.

Pets.. I do indeed have a dog, an Australian shepherd named Eddie.

The Basics

Name.. My full name is Connor Joshua Oxley, I hate my name. It has no meaning like Ridians does and it somehow makes me feel a little left out. Don't get me wrong, I don't blame mum or Ridian but I don't know.. I would just prefer to be an equal to Ridian, rather than put second. My name cannot be shortened but if you can think of some crazy nick name then I'm welcome to hear it.

Gender.. I'm a boy, not that that it's difficult to realise.

Age.. Eighteen, I look older than Ridian but he's older than me. Yeah, I don't know how he stays young.

School Group.. I'm a jock, your typical jock too.

Relationships

Crush.. Not really, no.

Girlfriend.. A little forward are we?

Home Life

Siblings.. My twin brother is Ridian.

Pets.. My dog is called Jake, he's a border collie.

[{belle}]

(( eeveeproncess01 I would be open but my mom is about to have a baby, so ya. Not right now.))

[The Wishlist Bomber]

(((Both accepted!!)))

[I n f i n i t y]

Jake Reese. 17. Single. Worried, in the hall with Morgan.

I finish my broken heart in time to see Morgan run from the room. I stand and say to the teacher, "I'll take care of it." The teacher trusted me, so she let me go. I got a glance at Morgan's clay sculpture before I run after her. "Morgan!" I call and gently grab her arm. "Hey..what's wrong?" I ask softly, searching her wet face.

[laila,]

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