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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 8:11 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 9:27 pm
 xxxxxДиםяєω . xxxxxδєииιs . xxxxxβιєяsαcк Plot Twist Ideas Plot Twist # 1 made on 11/29/2015 (YTF)Andrew could go to a party and could be making out or hooking up with another male causing a little jealousy/hurt issue. Plot Twist # 2 made on 11/29/2015 (YTF)Andrew's friends don't like the fact that Andrew seems busy with Kyle and take things into their own hand. They can threaten to beat him up (or beat him up) and tell Kyle to stay away from Andrew, therefore causing Andrew to constantly chase down Kyle. XP
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 9:28 pm
 xxxxxДиםяєω . xxxxxδєииιs . xxxxxβιєяsαcк
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 9:43 pm
Let us die young, or let us live forever. We don't have the power but we never say never. Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip. The music's for the sad men.    Kyle Kingsley Let's dance in style, let's dance for a while •·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´
Being the early riser that he is, Kyle was up at 4:30 in the morning, allowing him to get to the schools dance studio by 5 for practice. He unlocked the door and slipped inside, setting his gym bag on the floor as he walked to the light switch across the room. The boy took a quick peek at the mirrors to see how he looked before stepping out of his joggers, leaving him in just a pair of exercise shorts. The next three hours consisted of Kyle going through numerous stretching and workout routines. Once he was fully stretched out and ready to go, he only had forty-five minutes until he had to be in his first class. The boy turned on the speakers, making sure that they weren't too loud before he started working on actual dance routines. He started off with his recital solo, hitting every move with accuracy and precision, slicing through the air with every leap. Time flew with Kyle was dancing, causing him to not pay attention to the time. The first bell rang, causing Kyle to miss his stag leap and fall on his thigh. "Damn," he muttered as he stumbled to his feet and turned off the stereo. He quickly grabbed his things and rushed out of the studio.
•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´ Heaven can wait, we're only watching the skies    Forever young, I wanna be forever young. Do you really wanna life forever? Some are like water, some are like the heat. Some are melody and some are the beat.
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 9:49 pm
 xxxxxДиםяєω . xxxxxδєииιs . xxxxxβιєяsαcк
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 10:01 pm
Let us die young, or let us live forever. We don't have the power but we never say never. Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip. The music's for the sad men.    Kyle Kingsley Let's dance in style, let's dance for a while •·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´
Kyle was in a hurry to get to the bathroom to change before class when he ran into someone unintentionally. "S-sorry! Didn't see you there!" He said shyly as he slipped past the taller male and entered the bathroom. Whilst inside, he put on a shirt and pulled his joggers back on and checked his reflection to make sure he looked okay before exiting. The boy flashed a few smiles at his friends as he made his way to class, only stopping to grab his best friend to make sure he wasn't late. "Why do you always have to c**k-block me?" His friend whined as they entered their class, causing Kyle to chuckle softly. "I just saved you from detention," he said as he sat down in his seat near the back of the classroom. "I think a detention would do you some good, Mr. goody-two-shoes!" His friend retorted as he rolled his eyes dramatically, laughing softly at the thought of actually getting in trouble.
•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´ Heaven can wait, we're only watching the skies    Forever young, I wanna be forever young. Do you really wanna life forever? Some are like water, some are like the heat. Some are melody and some are the beat.
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 10:09 pm
 xxxxxДиםяєω . xxxxxδєииιs . xxxxxβιєяsαcк
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 10:20 pm
Let us die young, or let us live forever. We don't have the power but we never say never. Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip. The music's for the sad men.    Kyle Kingsley Let's dance in style, let's dance for a while •·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´
After Kyle finished his work, he put in his earbuds and started going over his routine in his head. He stayed like that for a decent amount of time, only taking the buds out of his ears when his teacher tapped his shoulder. "Since you're done, would you mind taking this to Mr. Dawson's art class?" She asked as she handed him a sticky note with a message scrawled on it. "Sure," he said softly as he stood up and walked out of the room, walking up and down the halls until he finally found the classroom. The room smelled strongly of chalk and paint, the scent almost smothering him when he entered. He walked towards the back of the classroom and handed the teacher the note, keeping his head down as he walked back towards the door. As he walked past the desks, he noticed that the guy he had run into earlier was in the class doodling on a notebook. He glanced down for a second and looked at the doodles as he walked by.
•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´ Heaven can wait, we're only watching the skies    Forever young, I wanna be forever young. Do you really wanna life forever? Some are like water, some are like the heat. Some are melody and some are the beat.
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 10:25 pm
 xxxxxДиםяєω . xxxxxδєииιs . xxxxxβιєяsαcк
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 10:36 pm
Let us die young, or let us live forever. We don't have the power but we never say never. Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip. The music's for the sad men.    Kyle Kingsley Let's dance in style, let's dance for a while •·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´
Kyle rolled his eyes and the guys comment, pausing at the door. "Wow, someone has a big ego! It's called a teachers errand, dickwad." He said as he left the room, only to get stopped by Mr. Dawson in the hallway. "Your cursing just earned you a spot in detention," he said as he handed Kyle the yellow slip of paper with a room number and a time written on it. "You've got to be kidding me! I have a competition on Saturday! I need this time for practice!" He said as he sighed and walked back to his class. His friend noticed the paper and burst out laughing, "how in the world did you get that?" He asked in the midst of his laughter. "Cursing," he grumbled as the bell rang. Since his next two periods were basically free periods, he made his way back to the studio to get some more practice in before lunch. Once he finally got settled, instead of actually practicing, he laid down in the center of the room and just listened to the stereo until the bell signaled the start of lunch.
•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´ Heaven can wait, we're only watching the skies    Forever young, I wanna be forever young. Do you really wanna life forever? Some are like water, some are like the heat. Some are melody and some are the beat.
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 10:46 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 10:57 pm
Let us die young, or let us live forever. We don't have the power but we never say never. Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip. The music's for the sad men.    Kyle Kingsley Let's dance in style, let's dance for a while •·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´
It took Kyle 20 minutes to convince himself to get off of the floor, the need for food stronger than his need to be lazy. On his way to the cafeteria, he passed the band room, stopping to listen to what was being played inside. He didn't look in to see who it was, nor did he let himself be seen. After a few minutes, he continued down the hallway to the lunch room. He only had a few minutes to eat once he sat down, causing him to practically inhale his food. Detention was directly after lunch, so when the bell rang he threw away his trash and walked to the designated classroom. He handed the slip of paper to the teacher and sat at a desk in the back corner of the room, hoping to stay unnoticed for the duration of his detention.
•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´ Heaven can wait, we're only watching the skies    Forever young, I wanna be forever young. Do you really wanna life forever? Some are like water, some are like the heat. Some are melody and some are the beat.
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 11:02 pm
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 11:10 pm
Let us die young, or let us live forever. We don't have the power but we never say never. Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip. The music's for the sad men.    Kyle Kingsley Let's dance in style, let's dance for a while •·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´
Kyle groaned inwardly when Andrew sat next to him, knowing that he was going to spend the entire time annoying him. "Yes, I am." He replied curtly as he fiddled with his hands, not really sure how to handle the whole detention situation. "Do you care about anything besides yourself?" He said without thinking, instantly feeling bad about lashing out at him. "Sorry, I'm just not in the best mood today," he said as he moved his hair out of his face and looked up from his hands. "I don't think I've properly introduced myself, I'm Kyle." He said as he glanced over at the other male, noticing the intense blue of his eyes for the first time.
•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´ Heaven can wait, we're only watching the skies    Forever young, I wanna be forever young. Do you really wanna life forever? Some are like water, some are like the heat. Some are melody and some are the beat.
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Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2015 11:15 pm
 xxxxxДиםяєω . xxxxxδєииιs . xxxxxβιєяsαcк
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