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

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Alessandra was surprised at how many people filed into the class. She kept hearing something about a party-that she wasn't invited to. No shocker there, seeing as no one knew her. Her lips formed a small smile. She had no idea why, it just happened. She began thinking of ways to change herself-to become more outgoing.
She hesitated-why should she be someone else? But then again, she didn't have to change her interests, just become more open. Not open exactly, but outgoing. Yes, that was what she would do.
She figured it would also help her have friends and maybe-just maybe, a boyfriend. Not that she was wishing. But she slightly shook her head. She would never get one. Sure, she was “pretty”, but that didn’t matter. She had No chance. Still, she could use some friends.
Aless looked at the corner of her eye at a couple of girls who were talking about a party. The more she though about it, the more she wanted to go. Besides, from the looks of it, a lot of people were coming, she could just slip in- and out if she didn’t like it.
She glanced at the teacher, and, deciding it was safe, turned to the girls. "Where is it? I forgot!" She said, feigning surprised.

Words:
215
Notes:
Even shorter. But it's also because I have no-one to talk to. xD
Also, I changed her pic! :3

[Mah Wolfie]

Adrinna was about to put on her Ipod, when she heard her name and turned her head to a boy sitting next to her. She slightly jumped and shock her head. "Ya, that's me." she said and leaned back on her chair, moving her hand and relaxing it on the back of her seat. The boy seemed familiar. WHere did Adrianne know him from? She mentaly shrugged and turned her attention to the girl he was talking to. 'So, he's a ladies man, ha?' she thought and smiled to herself, as she remembered one of her friends telling her that. It was fun having skaters as friends. Chris said Adrianne might be losing her 'girl self' since the only good girl friend she had was Lor, but Adrianne just slapped Chris in the face, which worked.

Adrianne turned her attention to the boy again. He didn't look so bad, but did Adrianne really see him that way? Yes. He was icredible cute and hot, but Adrianne somehow didn't find him that way. Or did she? Her thought were all messed up. She shock her head slightly and pushed the hair away from her face. 'I gotta get a haircut...' she thought as she flipped her hair back. Her hand froze. She heard from girls that a hair flip was a way to show a guy she liked him. If Adrianne just accidentaly did that, then she might be in some trouble.

She quickly put her hand down on her desk and smiled slightly at the boy. "How do you know my name?" she asked with a slightly frown.

Words:
267
Notes:
Phh, sorry it's short, I don't know what to write with Chris

[PlasticPeach]

Lina stopped midstride as she was walking down the halls, and glanced at one of the clocks on the wall, instantly turning and taking off in the other direction. She hadn’t realized how late it was, for she had been thinking about who to take to the party. Most of the available senior guys were alright, but then again, they also had girlfriends, or at least dates. The other ones, well, they would take too long to track down. She walked speedily towards the classroom. She didn’t want to be late for class, though she usually didn’t care too much. She found that if you make a good impression on the first day, the teachers let you get away with little things all year. On her way, she saw a very cute boy leaning against the wall. He was extremely attractive, and seemed to be cutting class. Not that she cared. As she walked past him, she smiled at him, tossing her long brown hair over her shoulder. She knew it was a complete cliché, and a completely girly thing to do. However, it also worked well enough to get a guy’s attention. He's a lot cuter up close, she thought to herself, biting her lower lip. She quickly ran into the classroom, taking a seat in the front, not looking back at the boy. She smiled to herself as she sat down. She was determined to get him to go to the party with her, and when Lina was determined, nothing but an upfront rejection could stop her.

Word: 245
Notes: Thanks.
Outfit: Same as before.

[vαιuε]

((I'll reply once softballsava does <3 Heh, I'm gonna have to bend my rules a bit... :3 No one should feel left out d;))


Name:
Samuel (Sam) Cook
Age:
19
Gender:
Male
Crush:
Alessandra :3
Boyfriend/Girlfriend:
None
Sexual Orientation:
Straight
Nationality:
American
Ethnicity:
Caucasian
Religion:
Christian
Personality:
Sam is extremely layed back, and relaxed. If a fight breaks out, he’ll try and stop it instead of joining in and causing more trouble. I guess you could call him, slightly hippie-ish; He plays the guitar, and sometimes sings along to it. People have told him that he could go very far if he puts in the effort. Though, he had had many opportunity’s when someone has offered him an occupation playing music, he has always refused, knowing that he only plays the guitar for amusement of himself and others. Anyway, he can be very polite when he wants to, and will never manipulate someone when he has the chance. But, maybe he’s too comfortable with his life; He doesn’t believe in blackmail, distrusting anyone, hate, or anything of the sort. Samuel prefers love, kindness, and instead of mocking someone when they’re upset, comfort them, and reassure them that everything’s okay.

As for sports, and social activities, Sam’s never been into them. He would always favor art over anything else. He loves painting, sculpting, and has even taken some acting classes, which he knew could have turned into something if he tried. He loves people, and is always encouraging and supporting when someone wants to try new things. Samuel is very hopeful in changing everyone’s mind about how they think about each other; he wishes they would think about the positive, and good side of others.
History:
Sam was brought of in an over populated home, with three brothers, and four sisters. Including his parents and himself, that’s nine people in a three-bedroom apartment; since he had so many siblings, they’re mother and father couldn’t afford a house. When he received the news, Samuel was extremely disappointed that he wouldn’t be getting his own room, especially since he was the oldest. But, instead he shared one with two of his youngest brothers. Well, at least he didn’t have to sleep on the couch like Julia, one of his closest sisters.
Sam was a troublesome child. If someone asked him a question, with out thinking, the answer would always be “No!”. He would have tantrums often, and after he had had them, Samuel would cry, and cry until he had no tears left. At first, his parents were surprised with his unusual behavior, and couldn’t figure out why he was acting this way. And they never did, though after a couple years he did grown out of it.

When he was fourteen, Sam’s world collapsed over top of him; his best friend, Conner Jones had gotten a serious concussion. He had been playing in the river, hopping from stone to stone, laughing happily as he made his way across. After a few minutes of this, Conner had decided it was time to go back. But by then, the stream had sped up as it started to rain, and he quickly grew fearful. In fact, he was so stressed, that he didn’t watch where he put his feet, and slipped. When he did, Conner his head on a rock, and never woke up. The doctors claimed he was in a coma, and to this day, he still sleeps and most believe he will never awaken. After that incident, Sam has learned not to take friends, and life for granted.
Other:
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Image:

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<3

[softballsava]

Jack jumped slightly as he felt someone’s hand connect with his shoulder, and mutter something about ‘good luck’. At first he was confused. Did he need luck? And what for? Then he realized that he was still staring at the same girl. And the person that had patted his back probably thought he was interested. Jack smiled. Why wouldn’t he be? She looked cute, and she was also a brunette. He then noticed that his eyes hadn’t changed and he quickly shifted them to the schools floor but not before he heard her question him.. Jack looked up casually, grinned, and then replied: “You.” He winked at her before heading off to his first class. Jack hoped to see more of her later.

Jack headed down to English, and when he opened the door, he was surprised to see the students silent, and the lesson un started. He glanced up at the clock quickly, and saw that it was ten after. He smiled warmly at the teacher, appreciating that they were waiting for the others to arrive. In response, he nodded curtly, though his lips stayed thin, and looked straight as a line. Jack made his way to the back of the class, and took a seat there. Across form him, a girl’s eyes twinkled when she saw him, and started whispering about the party tonight to her friend next to her. Jack’s face stayed emotionless and hard, trying to make it seem like he wasn't annoyed. But he was. How did everyone know about this event, when he had just heard about it? Could rumors really be spread that fast? And who could have done it so easily, and so successfully that it forced him to agree to have a party? Jack didn’t mind this, just that it took a while to set up.

Lor:

Loralie watched as the boy walked away. Oh my gosh.. He was so hott! She let out a big grin as she watched as he walked away. She looked down at her scedule. English.. Great. Now she would look like a stalker.. and she would be late. She ran the way he went. And swiftly into the classroom the teacher comfronted her.

'Late slip?' he asked her in a strict monotone. Of course she had none, "None, I got lost finding my way here." she said putting on the perfect fake blush and biting ehr lower lip as she noticed so many kids do when they get nervous about certain things. She looked straight back at him. "I'm so sorry, I promise, it'll never happen again." she said slapping on a puppy dog face. Loralie's bright blue eyes set the trap for about everyone that fell into their view. She looked at the teacher, and prayed they wouldn't fail her now.. Please, don't let them fail her now..

"Don't let it happen again, there's one open seat left, next to the other 'lost on the way here.' " he grumbled as he flicked his wrist signaling for her to go and take a seat. And life just got worse. Now she would look like a total stalker freak.. She took a quick glance at Jack and then quickly took a seat next to him pulling out her english stuff and a large sketch book pulling out one of the items she had been working on for a while now. it was a high waisted skirt paired witht eh perfect blue blouse. The two went nicely together, and she loved the extra high-fasion flare she had added by pairing it was a jacket. Loralie wanted everything so made to come from recycled materials. She was really big into the whole, 'go green' movement. Nerdy, right? But she didn't really care.

Lor kept her eyes straight on the book and didn't even look at Jack as she felt ehr thick brown hair hide ehr face from him. Good, better for him to not see her blushing for real this time, in complete and utter lust and embarrassment. Much better for him to not see. Not now or ever for fact. Or so she really hoped that would be the case. story of her life..

Damien:

Damien let out a small smile, "How do I know your name, eh?" he said to ehr letting his accent flow. He knew it was an american girl turn on, he may as well use it. "Abut (a-boot) around our ceramics class last year." he said to her letting out a very flowing laugh. He was quite the charmer you see, but this girl, she seemed different. he may as well not lie to her, "Had my eye on oyu ever since." he whispered to her quietly so Skye couldn't hear. He then remembered the other girl their.

"Adrianne." he said to her then put a hand on Skye's shoulder, "This here is Skye, I expect for us to make her feel welcome, and you being a girl.." he said trailing off adding a smile, "I figured you could show her around, maybe take her to the creamery after school." he said, "Oh! I meant ice cream parlor." sometime even he forgot he was in America.

Yeah, Adrianne Even the name was hott, which had to mean so was hott too, right? Isn't that how it worked.. If the shoe fits, well did that also apply to names.. Damien let his mind wander for a few seconds before snapping back to reality and smiling at Adrianne, "Whattaya say?" he asked her softly.

Words: 616

Notes: I need inspiration for Damien.. ughh

Outfit: samesiesss

[anonymouse]

Skye jumped. She was, rudely, awoken from her Paris memories. She looked over across Damien to the girl he was talking to. She was surprised to know that she really didn't care. What would another teen girl mean to her? Skye waved slightly with a small smile, she had to be polite, and glanced towards the teacher. He could easily start and therefore she wouldn't have to talk to this girl. Suddenly too tired for 8 in the morning, Skye let her mind wander once more.

Her thoughts had turned, against her will, to guys. She knew she would have to face them sooner or later and soon had come. Some would be graduating, others staying behind with her. The thought of older guys leaving was pleasing but only for a moment. There would be other younger guys that she would have to deal with... Skye quickly searched her pockets. She always had a few around somewhere... Yes! Skye pulled out a bobby pin and slid it into her hair, keeping her bangs out of her eyes. She had to at least try to focus on Geo. Skye's green eyes went towards the window. Looking out a window always did her good and her inspiration came from outside whilest she was trapped indoors. Longing for the freedom of a park and her iPod blaring in her ears, Skye let her eyes drop to the floor. There was no use staring at something she couldn't have.

Clothes:
Same
Notes:
Bleh.

[vαιuε]

((Not much to say about Xavier and not enough time to write notes, sorry! ))

Dean grinned as a girl with long chocolate brown curls walked past him, and swept her hair off to one side. There was something about the look on her face, something that made her look determined. What a turn on that was. With a sigh, Dean shrugged, and pulled out a cigarette and a lighter. He lit it, and smiled happily as the stressed feeling form this morning, slowly drifted away… he knew once he stopped, and put it out, the horrible sickness would come back. So, until it went away for good, he would have to smoke as much as possible. If he could; It wouldn’t be that easy since he couldn’t skip all the classes in one day… then what would be the point of going to school? Sometimes, he did wonder why he bothered to get an education; Dean knew he was a hopeless, messed up kid, with no future. If anything, he would end up on the street, with no money, no food, and no water. When times like this came along, when Dean didn’t believe in himself, he needed something to cheer him up. But not even the satisfying song ‘Stan’ could help him now. These mood sings came around often, and when they did, they’re was no way of getting out of the hole he had dug. But soon enough, he would slowly come up, and forget about it. But Dean knew there’d be one day when he wouldn’t come out. And he would spend the rest of his life in deep depression.

Jack smiled playfully as the girl he had seen in the hall came to join him in his own class. What were the chances that she’s pick the seat right next to him, even if it was the last seat? He frowned. Okay, it was the last seat. She didn’t really have a choice. He glanced over at her, and realized she was somewhat hiding her face. Well, he wanted to see her appearance, since he hadn’t seen much in the hallway. Well, he had to start a conversation one way or another. He tapped her shoulder lightly, and asked curiously: “Hey, have you heard about my party?” He didn’t wait for her to respond. “Well, are you going?” Jack wondered aloud. He had always been the type to start a discussion, and ask questions instead of answer them. It might be family genes. His older brother and mother were both very outgoing, and had many friends, while his younger sister and father were extremely shy. It sometimes seemed like they were afraid to talk to someone other then themselves.

Sam headed to school at a slow pace. No need to rush, everything was cool. His teacher would understand, besides, he had had an appointment with his doctor at eight, and had only half an hour to prepare himself. He shrugged the thought off, and continued walking. For a moment, everything seemed quiet. He was on a lonely street, with no cars or people. Just the chirping of the birds, and the whistle of the wind kept him company. He found it very peaceful. No voices, or loud noises to distract him from the hidden beauty of nature. Samuel smiled gently at the thought of no one ever around him. No one to mock or insult him about his ways of thinking. No one to glare, or laugh when he explained his thoughts. Just him, and his guitar sitting silently on his back. But that was too much to hope for, and he realized that such dreams could never come true. He also knew that he didn’t want it to come true. Though many people made fun of him, he knew underneath all the hate and spite, they’re was love.

[softballsava]

Loralie:

Lor was looked over at Jack. Her bright blue eyes sparkled with curiosity as she reasied ehr head from her work to look over at him. "Yeah, i heard about it, and yes, I am going." she said to him then looked back down at the paper this time tucking her brown hair behind her ear. She alwasy knew it wasn't long enough to suit its needs. Loralie looked aorund the room her eyes softly grazing over it. This playing hard-to-get thing was a lot harder then she expected.

Loralie had a huge crush on Jack, you see. But.. Chris had kind of asked her to go with him already.. Maybe she would go with Chris, and then flirt was Jack. Totallt make both boys jealous, then eventually she could choose a side, even though that would seem like a pretty apparent choice in her mind. I mean, her best friends brother, isn't that almost as bad as incest if you really think about it.. Its like sleeping with your best freinds genes, even though Adrianne and Chris aren't really related. Loralie shook her head softly as she broke out of the trance and looked back over to Jack's direction curiously.

"Any particular reason why your asking?" she asked him smoothly. Her smooth melodic voice flowing from ehr vocal chords. She was a brilliant singer, her choir teacher was giving her private lessons so her could take her to a recording company to record a single. A song of ehrs called, "Little Dreamer." She was much mroe of a smoother song singer than most of the comtemporary artists out there today. More of an owl city type, but that was okay. They were her idols afteralll.

Words: 287, ughh sorry its so short.. not much to write for just one person..

Notes: Damien's once Adrianne replies

Song: "Pretty baby, why you cryin like so. Can't you see I love you I love you like so."
(first part of her song

[Mah Wolfie]

Adrianne blinked in suprised. He had his eye on her? The last time someone had a crush on her was...she couldn't even remember. Everyone at school thought she was one of the guys and no one realy had something for her. She didn't mind, but as the time went by, she felt kinda of lonely. But now she realised, one of the hottest guys in scholl had a thing for her for about an year?!

Adrianne slowly shock her head as Damien said something to the other girl. Adrianne stayed quit for a few seconds, untill she figuered out what he sad and smiled to both of them. "Sure." she said and chuckled slightly as he said 'creamery'. Adrianne found him a bit hott, and with that accent, he was adorable and hot. Adrianne slowly lifted her blue eyes and started to look him, up and down slightly, leaning back on her chair. He was really, really hott.

Her thoughts stopped as the teacher came in. Adrianne quickly smiled and waved slightly, taking a normall seat and getting out her notebook. Instead of starting to write, she cut a piece of the papper and threw it to Damien with a smile. 'You heard about the party?' the note wrote.

Chris smiled to himself as Lor came in class and looked like a totall cutty. He wasn't crushing on her, but he still thought she was hott. He followed her gaze to Jack and snorted sliglty. If she crushed on Jack, that might have meant she was just going to the party with Chris to make Jack jelous.

Chris slightly chuckled and shock his head, making his chesnut-like hair fal ldown his eyes. Lor wasn't the type of girl to do that. And Adrianne would kill her and feed her to her little ugly pets. Chris loked up to Lor and sighted slowly. He might have fallen for her, but he would have to ask Adrianne for some advice, since he never really curshed on someone.

Words:
332
Notes:
No one is crushing on Chris :\