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Jay and Cici
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Jay
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Sep 19, 2014 01:38AM
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short and i can if u gimme a moment im slow and sick
u gonna post ur chsrrie?
Idea:
Inspired by: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OEw3aw...
Sick and tired of being alone. Sick and tired of being understimated and put down. Sick and tired being expected to be ok with all this condescension. Sick and tired of everyone treating her different the second they know. A girl with a rare mental illness that's kind of like constantly being drunk knows that she can still do great things. Her brain doesn't seem to have a filter for it's thoughts and its slow to rationalize things or think in general, but she's learned to live with it. Not that it matters to anyone in her life but her punk rock bad boy boyfriend everyone hates almost as much as they think she's stupid. They say he's a bad influence. they say he's filling her brain with lies and bad concepts. They say he's gonna get her to take drugs or get her knocked up. Ya, but they also don't know that she's vowed never to have sex before she's married and he's cool with it. They don't know that the anonymous poet currently famous on the internet is her. They don't know she is just as mature and smart as any other kid her age. One day, so sick of it all her boyfriend convinces her to run away with him. What will go on as they road trip on his motorbike across the country, always three steps of the police looking to take her home?
Requirements:
-I'd really like to be the girl but if ive rped with u before and was the girl ill bend on this one
-nothing beyond kissing. skipping counts as it being there so for me skipping over it isnt good enough.
-detailed start
-active
Idea:
Inspired by: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OEw3aw...
Sick and tired of being alone. Sick and tired of being understimated and put down. Sick and tired being expected to be ok with all this condescension. Sick and tired of everyone treating her different the second they know. A girl with a rare mental illness that's kind of like constantly being drunk knows that she can still do great things. Her brain doesn't seem to have a filter for it's thoughts and its slow to rationalize things or think in general, but she's learned to live with it. Not that it matters to anyone in her life but her punk rock bad boy boyfriend everyone hates almost as much as they think she's stupid. They say he's a bad influence. they say he's filling her brain with lies and bad concepts. They say he's gonna get her to take drugs or get her knocked up. Ya, but they also don't know that she's vowed never to have sex before she's married and he's cool with it. They don't know that the anonymous poet currently famous on the internet is her. They don't know she is just as mature and smart as any other kid her age. One day, so sick of it all her boyfriend convinces her to run away with him. What will go on as they road trip on his motorbike across the country, always three steps of the police looking to take her home?
Requirements:
-I'd really like to be the girl but if ive rped with u before and was the girl ill bend on this one
-nothing beyond kissing. skipping counts as it being there so for me skipping over it isnt good enough.
-detailed start
-active
SureName: Jake Michealson
Age: 17 (can be changed)
Appearance: https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/im...
nope its good. im working on mine
Name: Serena Cliftare
Age: 17
Gender: F
Appearance:
Age: 17
Gender: F
Appearance:
Serena came into school exactly 15 minutes early, as always. A pattern helped her think straight. Today the sky was overcast and humid. It was fall but the weather was being colder than usual. It hadn't snowed yet but there had been lots of rain. She headed over locker, cleaning off the graffiti reading, "Retard", "Fat", "Stupid", etc. She'd gotten used to it and since going out with Jake, it hadn't really phased her anymore. After cleaning it off, shoving her homework in and grabbing her books for first period, she strolled over to Jake's locker, waiting for him to come to school everyone was surprised that they'd been together two years now. He was punk/goth and everyone expected him to get with the easy girls or the emo girls and she was the 'frigid', dorky good girl that only the nerdy guys should ask out despite who pretty she was, but that's because the whole school was shallower than she and Jake were. They had everything the same. They were rejected and misunderstood, judged by the world for who they were. That's why they were perfect. Why they belonged.
Jake walked into school, yawning and a bruise on his jaw, he had gotten punched by a classmate on his way, but it didn't really bother him, he was stronger than that, he never defended himself, he rolled with the punches, taking them, but never accepting the challenge, he recieved a few glares from outside the school as he walked toward his locker and saw Serena, his girlfriend, whom everyone judged, calling her ugly and stupid, he was the only reason he never fought back anymore, she kept him sane during hard time, she was perfect, he always felt blessed when they hung out, but he had to admit, they had so much in common, she was misunderstood aswell, but they understood eachother. And he loved her every second for it."Hey Serena," he said with a grin, and walked over to his locked and smiled at her, "How were you?" He asks curiously and ignores the stares they were receiving as he takes her hand in his,
She leaned her head on his shoulder, "As usual. Embarassed dad at get another party to flaunt his business, but it's not like it's unusual. I'm surprised he hasn't given up on taking me to these things, but I always speak to slow or say something stupid. I wonder if he just likes getting mad at me for being a moron. But now that you're here, everything's fantastic." People didn't get why she liked him, but the thing was, except for how they dressed they were really one in the same, just different on the outside. They walked into English with Mrs. Shah. Serena moved towards their usual seat in the back row in the corner where she could take notes without participating and he could distract her with sweet whispers and little notes written on her notebook. Even as they sat down, she didn't let go of Jake's hand. Never for a second.
He smiled at her, then slid in the seat next to her, placing a kiss on her hand gently, then smiled over at her, "Your beautiful, your smart, nobody else gets it. But I know. I've seen your knoweledge, I have seen the truth Serena," he says softly and wraps his arm around her gently, savoring every moment he had, loving the way she thought, loving everyword she said, even if it was slow, or didn't make much sense, he lived it. And he loved her,
She blushed, "I would really go as far as to say I'm smart." She snuggled up to him and the teacher cleared her throat. The teacher like most people didn't know what Serena saw in Jake. Serena was a bit annoying if she opened her trap but she was a good student and good kid. Jake was every teacher's nightmare. Their Enflish teacher, like most, was doing everything they could to get them ro bring up, but whenever they tried roo hard the couple would just walkbout, of course Jake in the lead, and wait for class to finish, kissing in the hallway just to say, 'You'll never tear us apart.' Serena took out her notebook, biting her lip at rhe teacherswordless reprimand and immediatelt began taking notes in a gorgeous flowing, slightly slanted cursive. Each I was dotted with a heart and each t crossed with a wave.
He sighed at the teachers reprimand as well and kissed her cheek softly, then smiled at Serena, his beautiful Serena, he silently prayed that one day, people wouldn't judge her, he had tried more than once to explain to everyone that she was an intelligent girl, more understanding than anyone, her eyes always filled with love and kindness, many people hated when he hung out with Serena, but he was determined to prove everyone wrong, "Your beautiful too," he added with a smile, then rolled up his sleev, revealing scars and bruises, he quickly rolled it back down, slightly embarassed he had forgotten, but shrugged it off, "Your better than every girl in the world, I don't understand how guys don't bow to you," he whispered, his eyes lit up with happiness
She sighed, gently rolling up his sleeve and looking at the arm, "Baby, what is this?" Concern filled her eyes which bore deep into his, "And why didn't you tell me?" Serena knew he was a relatively sensitive guy, but she didn't understand all these secrets all the time. She bit her lower lip right on the corner unsure what to expect for an answer.
He sighed and kissed her softly, "Something that matters not" he said softly, then smiled at her reassuringly, he took her hand in his and stroked it softly, "It's fine, just memories from before I knew you," he said softly,
"It matters to me. Jake, you matter to me and I want to make sure you're okay," she traced the marks on his arm gently, "I love you too much to let you get hurt or worse yet, hurt yourself.
He smiled down at her and hugged her, "I don't cut myself anymore. I haven't for 2 years now." He stated and smiled down at her, then took her soft gentle hand in his, her small warm hands showed how delicate she treated things with,
((sry so busy lately. lost the thread))
She nodded and squoze his hands, "If it changes, you'll tell me right? Promise me that you won't hide it from me."
She nodded and squoze his hands, "If it changes, you'll tell me right? Promise me that you won't hide it from me."
He nods and kisses her forehead softly, "I promise," he whispers, then hugs her lightly, "I promise," he repeated, the began to think about the way her eyes would light up every once in a while, and with that he grinned,
She smiled a bit and hugged back, "Okay. Thank you." the class started and she began her avid notes.
He smiled and watched her write, the way it flowed so perfectly boggled his mind, he smiled to himself, the wrapped his arm around her waist carefully and gently,
She blushed and smiled mumbling without real complaint, "We're in class."
"So? I know that, I'm not hugging you too tightly for you to write am I?" He asked softly with a smirk,
She blushed nd shook her head, "No, your not."
He smiled and watched her write perfectly and thought about her soft hair, and couldn't resist the urge to push a loose strand behind her ear, he could see her face better now and smiled at her,
She teased, "Focus on the lesson."
He stifled a chuckle and kissed her cheek, "But your so perfect." He complained
"Yes, but I don't date kids who don't make it to college." she joked.
He chuckled, "Oh please, says the person who is going to skip college to become the smartest person in the world," he said teasingly
She bit her lip, "I'm not that smart yet."
"I'm still hoping to go to college."
"They have to." He stated and kissed her cheek,
"No university wants someone who's permanently drunk," she said flatly.
He rolled his eyes, "Correction: They will want the smartest teenage girl there is or her boyfriend is going to kick them til they sing." He said with a chuckle
She chuckled flatly, not really believing him, "Not even mom thinks I'll make it to college even if I pass high school."
