My life, my way [Unique Teenage RP] Semi Lit.

[*Skylar The Plant*]

((Same here, same here
Mitchell asked for his favor hurrhurr :3 But okay then XD
Your writing your form? So am I XD I'll start now :3 ))

Mitchell let out a sleepy yawn and blinked a few times, sitting at his breakfast table watching his siblings get ready for school, his little sister was first out the door followed by his big brother and his mother. He smiled softly as his mother gave him a quick wave.

"Seeya mum!" Mitchell called and waved a hand, his eyes narrowing slightly. He yawned loudly, he was very, very tired, a small smile touched his face and he brushed his fingers through his curly hair. He adjusted the white collar of his school shirt over his burgundy jumper so that it looked right, his skin looked rather dark compared to the burgundy, navy and white school uniform he was wearing. He smiled lightly and put his head in his hands, waiting patiently for Cue, he was quite ready to leave.

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

((Yep and Cue is going to be feeling pretty weird now XD, oh and the new character Wulfcrys is Cue's old friend from my dreams XD))

Cue woke up five minutes after Mitchell had awoke yet unlike Mitchell Cue seemed like he was almost drunk in his tired state. He seemed to always be five minutes slower then Mitchell was, but he managed to keep up sort of with him. He finished breakfast quickly and forwarded out to where Mitchell was. A small smirk came to his beautiful face as came up to Mitchell's side. He felt weird after what happened in the late hours of the night, but at the same time somewhat pleased with himself. He scruffed up Mitchell's hair lightly, he breathed in deeply, "Can you recap me on what just happened to me last night? Right now I feel like i'm dreaming still" he said exastedly.

[*Skylar The Plant*]

((Wow nice one XD ))

Mitchell grinned hugely as Cue came into the kitchen, his brown eyes bright, though he let out a small whine in the back of his throat as his hair was messed up, he raised an eyebrow at Cue as the boy spoke and he grinned hugely again. "We went at it like rabbits" He sniggered and brushed his fingers through his hair, messing it up even more unintentionally. His dark brown eyes narrowed as he began to remember and heat flushed to his face, though it wasn't very noticeable with his dark skin, he smiled slightly at Cue and kicked his legs, hitting them against the leg of the chair he was sitting on.

[1Forrest1]

(( Me haven't posted for awhile >.< I'm going to make that character now ))

Forms:

Full name: Deanna Lawnmower
Nickname: De
Username: Lawzza
Gender: Female
Age: 15
Personality: De can seem like a nice person, she likes to joke and laugh (Even though most the time she is the only one laughing) De can be sarcastic and very stuck up. She thinks she is the best drawer in the world when clearly she isn't. De doesn't really care about anyone, not even her own family. De expects everyone to follow her lead without any objections, and if they don't, they she will hate them forever. De hates all emo people, and black skin people.

De is afraid of fire, she hardly leaves the house cause she is stuck watching anime or reading her manga.
History[Optional]: Nothing special
Picture/Detailed description: She has dead messy looking light orange hair, it travels just past her shoulders. Her eyes are a lightish blue and sometimes can change colour. De is a normal height, fair skin with freckles, average weight for her age/height.
Sexuality: Straight... I think...
Crush: No one
Extra: Nothing
Other: My choice

[Clowesia]

((I'm going to go on hiatus from this rp. x3 I'll come back once Sacred Sin does, so PM me when she comes back<3 :3))

[*Skylar The Plant*]

((Laura.... You are AWESOME XD I'll make the other one soon Gosh.. XD

Okay Et Tu, I'll make sure to PM you the minute Sacred Sin't back ))

[1Forrest1]

(( Had to be done XD Yay7ness ^.^ ))

[♥Fleur Morte♥]

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((Oh OMG I deleted my post here D:))
Cue whined lightly as Mitchell kicked his legs into the chair. He raised his eyebrows at Mitchell, "If we went so well maybe we should do it more often" he chuckled. He reached his hand over to Mitchell's cheek, stroking it lightly. He trailed his fingers down his throat softly. His own white appearance was going abit peachy in colour as it heated up. He closed his dark blue eyes, "Whoever thought we could be good for eachother" he said softly.

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[Rose.]

{ Spaaam: Lawnmower...? :3 I have no idea what to write for Damien.. So I shall wait until the bell or something(: }

[1Forrest1]

(( Muhaha *CoughIt'sKykuCough* I don't know what to write either >.< ))