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May 09, 2015 01:15PM
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I have to go but i'll post the story line tomorrow.
Okay. Here's y idea. A highschool/college jock is best friends with the nerdiest girl in school. He protects her and takes her to and from school/campus. Eventually his friends find out and start bully her. He steps up to protect her, in front of everyone. In other words, no one knows they're friends.
Thats a cool idea. Shall we just go straight in?
Name: Nathan "Nate" Andrews Age: high school or college?
Appearance: https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/...
Cool. I'll d a charrie plan now
17 and 18 it is then. Ok, so who starts?
Nate pulled up to his best friend Mara's house. He put his truck into park and texted her that he was waiting for her. As he watched for her to come out the door, he ran a hand through his sandy blonde hair.
Mara walked out the house, pulling her hair up and putting her glases on. She had her old satuel on one shoulder and a flask of tea in the other.
Nate rolled down the window. "Cmon, slowpoke." he called out, teasing her. He grinned at her and unlocked the doors.
Mara shot him a look, but smiled afterwards and climbed into the front seat as she usaly did.
"My alarm didnt go off." she explained, "So I had, like, two minutes to get changed."
"My alarm didnt go off." she explained, "So I had, like, two minutes to get changed."
Nate shook his head and pulled out of her driveway. "You need a new clock, Mara." he said, taking a turn towards the school. Nate glanced at her. "You say that like it's hard to get dressed in two minutes."
"Yeah. Well you're a guy, you can put some trousers and a shirt on amd BAM! Super modal." she explained, "The last piece of attention a guy gave me, was spilling his drink on my shirt because 'it needed some colour'."
Nate's mouth twitched in an effort to suppress his laughter. "I'm sure he was just trying to help." he said, trying to keep a straight face. "Ever get said colour out of the shirt?"
Mara wasn't finding it funny, "It was the only white shirt I had. It's now stained with orange juice." she fiddled with the hem of the shirt she was wearing. It was one of her brothers olf ones and was about three sizes too big. But she paired it off with jeans and boots.
Nate glanced at her. "Orange is a good colour. Really. It's the colour for a lot of diseases. You can wear it and say your supporting Multiple Sclerosis." he said, his hands tightening on the wheel as he said that. His father had MS.
Mara turned to him and patted his arm supportingly, "I'll wear orange tomorrow." she promised.
Nate flashed a smile her but it didn't stay on his face. He stayed silent the rest of the way to school. Nate pulled into the lot, parking near the back. "Ready?"
"As I'll ever be." she said and hopped out the car, walking straight to her algebra class.
Nate followed her then said goodbye. He went his way to his first class, Spanish.
Mara started walking to maths when the usal bullies appeared and this time started mockkng her clothes.
"Just leave me alone." she sakd just before they slammed her inyo the lockers.
"Just leave me alone." she sakd just before they slammed her inyo the lockers.
Nate glanced back at the commotion but didn't see it was his friends or Mara. He kept on but started towards the principal's office to say something.
"Get off! " Mara shouted as the took her bad from her and poured its content onto the floor. They reached to her music folder where she wrote all her music and ripped the pages out.
Nate made it to the office and told the secretary, pointing in the direction of which he came. The woman nodded and jogged down the hall. She yelled at the boys. "Hey! Stop it," she said, grabbing the back of ones tshirt.
Mara's glasses were cracked and she struggled to put the back on, picking up her ruined sheet music and crying slightly as a group of them laughed.
The secretary shook her head. "All of you, to the office." she snapped. "Mara, you go to the nurse's."
Mara did as she was asked and silently walked there, alone.
