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 Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 11:19 am
 
The bell rang. The clock showed the time of 3:30. People rapidly stood from their desks, chairs being pushed behind them and not being returned under the desks. The from the classroom you could hear the rapid steps of hundreds of students quickly exiting the building. Emile took his time leaving; he hated being rushed. He stood up calmly, and pushed in his chair. He stacked his papers of schoolwork in an orderly fashion and placed them in his brown messanger bag. Slinging it over his shoulder, he began to exit the room, after saying goodbye and thanks to his teacher. Teacher smiled appreciatedly and waved goodbye. This would be the last time that Emile ever had to be in this school building.
He was quite glad that his highschool career was over. He didn't mind his school, homework, or projects. Emile was actually one of the top students in the school. But he found it to be very mundane; he felt that he deserved this permanant reprieve from high school. College was the next step, and he knew that it would be far better for him. But for now, he decided that he wasn't going to concentrate on school or education. For today, in celebration of the ending of senior year.
He stepped out of the brick schoolbuilding into the hot Californian sun. Pushing up his glasses, he looked around for Enzo. He found him at the base of the stairs outside of the front door.
Name:
Age:
Interests:
Uke/Seme/Seke: ((Guys im looking for a Seke for Emile, no ukes!))
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Appearance:Rules:
-No GMing or PPing!
-I am the GOD of this RP!
-pm me with your profile and name the pm "Summer is a fun time" so i know you read the rules
-Be literate! I want you to know how to role play....
-At least 3 or 4 sentences a post. It's not that hard, and the more you write, the more you give others to write off of.
-I want this to last more than just tonight, post at least once a day. PM me if you have to leave for longer than that.
-Send all profiles to me.
-Romance is encouraged
-Drama is encouraged as well
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 11:39 am
Profiles:
Name: Emile
Age: 17
Interests: Art, painting, nature
Uke/Seme/Seke: Uke
Attitude: Nice, shy guy, sweet, innocent, and very smart.
Hobbies: Painting pictures while he is in the mountains, they feel like home to him so he likes the quiet enviorment to work in.
Sexuality: Gay
Appearance: ((Picture at the top of the page))
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 2:27 pm
oOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoName: JasonAge: 19Interests: Art, writing, music. Not a very sporty person.Uke/Seme/Seke: SemeAttitude: Very calm, accepting. He doesn't like to be rude or a jerk, but can be if he has too. He's caring, passionate. Always carrying himself like he doesn't care what anyone else has to say about him. But he's very sweet, and can be a bit outgoing sometimes.Hobbies: Writing novels about things that happen or have happened in his life, and drawing sketches of sunsets. He occasionally draws people so he remembers them. Jason has to play foot ball because his father did, and he doesn't want to let the him down.Sexuality: "Straight" (Not XD) Appearance: (sorry for black and white.) He has dark blond hair and deep blue eyes that clash with the sea. Jason's tan because he loves to swim.  oOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOo
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 4:23 pm
OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo  "Stuck in a memory of him. Who would of thought it would come to pain...?"Jason heard the bell ring for the senior year class. That sure brought back memories for him. He walked calmly, his hands shoved into levi pockets. Blue eyes seemed to scan the class outside, and saw a blond student with glasses. His attention was strangely all on this student, or former student, and he didn't seem to understand. What...
Black converse slapped the hot bricks, and he stood still, running a hand through his hair. Crowds of people passed around him like he was just a pole that stood still.OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo
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Posted: Tue Jun 29, 2010 4:44 pm
Emile stood on the steps like a grave stone, nothing seemed to make his face change in any emotional way. He sighed as all the random students ran past him. He held up his arm and rolled his wite sleeve to see his silver watch. It was time for his ride to be their but it was nowhere in sight.
It wasn't like his mother to be late unless she was getting her hair and nails done. If thats the case, she will take about a good 3 or 4 hours. He moved his leg about an inch, about to start walking when some random person came up behind his and held up a knife to his neck. "Wheres you wallet? Oh and ill be taking you watch too" he checked the boys pockets but he found no wallet. He then kicked Emile to the ground and tore off his watch and ran off with it. Emile sat up and started coughing. He held his hand infront of his face and coughed again but when he looked at his hand if was covered in blood. When he was pushed down the man probably hurt him badly on a rock or something.
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 7:18 am
OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo "Stuck in a memory of him. Who would of thought it would come to pain...?"Huh? Jason's eyes didn't seem capable of seeing what just happened. He stood still for a moment, but took off running towards Emile. How could someone do that to an innocent by stander? There's definitely trash in this town. It looks like he's hurt...I wonder if I could help...? The older teen knelt down, and looked at him, "Hey, are you alright? That was quite a scene." Jason asked, his eyes focused on the student that was in pain. He...reminds me of someone I knew. Back when my friend got killed. Why is this happening to me now? 5 years later...? He looked at Emil, and felt enticed by him. It must be a memory of Kyle... Jason thought sadly, with a weak smile.OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 9:31 am
Emile looked up and was not pleased with what he saw. "Jason, Captian of the foot ball team thinks he can just run over here and be a hero to a helpless little nerd like me... Well back off, I dont need you pitty" He pushed himself off the ground and wiped off the blood on his black pants.
He brushed off his shirt and his bag and saw tears trying to push their way from his eyes, but he held them back. He looked back at Jason then just walked away. He about got to the gate of the school before dropping his his knees and coughing up more of his own blood. He tried to wipe it off but it just left a long read streak across his face. "Damn it, why does this always happen to the weak kid..." he asked himself. That was a no-duh question. They were easy targets and no one cares if they get hurt.
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 9:44 am
OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo "Stuck in a memory of him. Who would of thought it would come to pain...?"Emile was right. He was different of course, but everyone thought that he was just another jock trying to play the good guy. Inside, he's depressed about losing someone he loved, his family, but nobody else cares to listen to him. Whenever he tries to help, it's always, "Why are you helping me?" or "I don't need your pity!" Why does every single person think that I'm like that...? His blue eyes seemed to sadden. It shouldn't matter. I need to help him. Jason shook his head, walking to him, "Let me help you. You don't have my pity, just my worry." He said simply, helping Emile up. He's acting just like Kyle would...Tears started to go around the rim of his eye, but he fought them back, managing a smile, "I'll take you home. It doesn't look like you have a ride any time soon."OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 10:14 am
Emile sighed and took Jason's hand. When he was stood all the way up he crossed his arms and looked at him. "You just wont give up now will you? Im not like Kyle, and yes I know about him, I know everything about you. How your only doing football to please your father and how you just try to make everyone feel a little bit better. Well my name is Emile and ive your your profile all layed out, you have now secrets from me..." he stuffed his hands in his pockets and sighed again. "If you really want to take me home you can but don't you dare try to carry me..." he smiled a bit, and this wasn't one of his fake smiles to get people to go away, this time it was real.
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 10:21 am
OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo "Stuck in a memory of him. Who would of thought it would come to pain...?"Jason smiled a little, chuckling, "No problem. Unless you want me to?" He laughed. "Come on, show the way." He said softly, staying with him. "Here, use my shoulder, alright? I don't want you to fall over again." Jason nodded.
How does Emile know so much about me?...and he knows about Kyle? Just exactly how much does info does this guy have on me? OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 10:36 am
Emile did as he was told and took his shoulder. His house wasn't too far away. About 20 minutes later they got there and he let go of Jason. "Ill be fine from here, I dont want you to be late to something." he took out his key from his pocket and unlocked the door and stepped inside. He kinda felt bad about leaving Jason like and turned around and looked at him. "Hey, wanna go to the mall tomorrow? Ill be free all summer so if you want to hang out sometime" He leaned up against the frame of the door waiting for the boys answer.
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 10:38 am
Emile did as he was told and took his shoulder. His house wasn't too far away. About 20 minutes later they got there and he let go of Jason. "Ill be fine from here, I dont want you to be late to something." he took out his key from his pocket and unlocked the door and stepped inside. He kinda felt bad about leaving Jason like and turned around and looked at him. "Hey, wanna go to the mall tomorrow? Ill be free all summer so if you want to hang out sometime" He leaned up against the frame of the door waiting for the boys answer.
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 10:43 am
OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo "Stuck in a memory of him. Who would of thought it would come to pain...?"
Jason looked to Emile, and smiled a bit, "...the mall? That sounds good. Maybe we could meet by the coffee shop? I guess I'll see you there. Also, if you need anything, here's my number. See you tomorrow. The shop by the two stair cases alright?" He called back, after handing him the piece of paper.
Jason crossed the street, smiling a little. It's nice to have someone to talk to that's so down to earth. Maybe this will be a good summer after all...831-483-3484831-937-2125 Peet's Coffee Starbucks3:00 4:00 OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 11:04 am
The next day Emile woke up at 12:38 and dragged himself out of bed. He jumped in the shower, washed up and jumped out. He blow dryed his hair and cleaned his glasses. He remembered he was supposed to meet Jason and looked at the clock, by the time he was done with his hair it was already 1:56. He ran to get dressed and put on some black skinny jeans, a Paramore shirt, and some Vans. He then grabbed his wallet and walked to the coffee shop and got there right at 3:00. He looked around and didn't see Jason so he walked inside and got himself a coffee.
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Posted: Thu Jul 01, 2010 11:19 am
OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo "Stuck in a memory of him. Who would of thought it would come to pain...?"It wasn't until about 10 minutes after 3:00 that Jason walked through the crowd toward the coffee shop. He had on leg hugging but still a little loose Levis, black converse that look like their about 2 years old, and a gray and black fallen shirt, covered up by a black jacket. It had splattered checkers over the back, by the pockets, and by where his hands were. Jason's hair was teased, and he looked a little bit more awake than he did yesterday. Dark blue eyes scanned for the shop.
He blinked, and looked at a group of guys walking to him. Jason tried to look away.The tallest one grinned at a little kid that passed him, and pushed him down, "Get out of my way, you little s**t." He chuckled, as the little boy fell on the floor. Jason growled, and ran to protect the little kid, "Knock it off, Jay!" He shook his head. The jock looked down to him. He was extremely tall, more than Jason. And Jason was tall!! A sly grin passed his face, "Aww, well if it isn't the quarter back? Don't try to play the good guy. Wimp." Jay laughed. Jason shook his head, and punched the jock's jaw, making him yank back, "You b*****d! Why are you protecting a kid?" Jay frowned, but smirked. He socked Jason in the eye, and kneed him in the stomach, before walking away, wiping the blood from his lips. Jason groaned, holding his stomach. He managed to stand up, and smile at the boy, "Run along, huh?" He suggested. The boy nodded, hugging Jason, "Thank you." was the last words he said, before running to play with his friends.
Jason tried to fix himself up before going to see Emile. He brushed the blood away from his lips, and shivered. It doesn't just happen to you, you know...
He walked inside of the coffee shop without a word, acting like nothing happened. After ordering a tall caramel frap, with no whip cream and soy milk because he wasn't too into the stomach ache after the drink, he walked to the table Emile was at. "Hey." He managed a smile, hoping Emile didn't see how much pain he was in, or even knew that that happened.OoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOooOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOoOo
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