"Not really. I want to get home and sleep," she said. Drake looked up at the front of the classroom. "Something amusing?" he whispered
BOOOOOOOOOOOOM
'I just recently came out of hiding," he chuckled. He liked her name... It seemed beautiful to him. "I'm Drake Theo," he smiled again. Kimikia nodded slightly with a sigh.
She sighed. "You don't really seem excited," she said
She shook her head to both sides, still frowning
Kimikia frowned and looked down, shifting her hands together. Drake smiled. "I've been here for years... Too many years," he said under his breath. He had his hand clenched slightly.
you're in hun ^^ i need a User Title tho Hey Guys.. Back from Volleyball ^^
Bridget heard a few people in the house. She wiped her eyes and slid on another shirt. She fixed her hair back up and walked out of her room, seeing her brother giving a sweet girl a present. She smiled and walked over to the kitchen getting the present she got for him. "Haiden... I got you and your friend a present. I recalled you saying that someone special was coming in today and that you went to the airport to pick her up. On my way home, i picked this up," she said.. Her voice was faked as a sweet tone. Right now all she really wanted to do was shake and start crying again, but she wanted to be strong for him.
o.o;;; i saw that i gtg bbl <3
my keyboard always acts funny 8D
Bridget looked up at the still empty street and back at Christopher. "I'm sorry that i was trouble," She said. She slipped on her jacket, running past him to the parking lot. She didn't want to be seen like this. The second she saw her car, she ran to it and opened the door, getting in slowly. She turned the key, still crying. If it weren't for Christopher, something awful could've been happening. Bless him... She turned out of the parking lot and headed back home, just a few miles down the street. She kept her foot on the gas pedal... She raced as quickly as she could home. She saw that her brother's motorcycle was home. She parked in the car port. Her eyes only shifted to the front door and the back door. Her eyes still puffy and red. She got out, after turning the key off. She locked both the doors and ran to the back door. She shifted with her keys until she found the key to unlock the door. 'One Size Fit's All'.. She unlocked the door and ran inside, still sobbing. She ran past the kitchen and straight into her room, slamming the door. She crashed on her bed, burying her face in her pillow sobbing even more.
Bridget felt the tension rise up as one of them turned to Christopher. She hadn't thought of him to come and help her, but he seemed to be so sweet now. The other thug held a grasp on her as the other guy and yanked off her jacket. She still tried to fight back. "Get off!" she shouted, kicking the thug in front of her away. Immediately he had backed off and the other thug dropped her. She hit the ground pretty hard. The one thug who had turned to Christopher had pulled out a knife, and that scared Bridget even more. The man behind her picked her up again and the one in front of her tore her shirt open. She felt a scratch across her collarbone and let out another piercing shriek. She pulled out something in her purse, and held it against the one behind her, tazing him. She did the same to the guy in front of her until she saw them starting to run off. She was on the ground by now and she was soaking wet. Her hair messed up and barely any clothes.Just the ripped shirt and her shorts. She grabbed her jacket that on the ground, still sobbing quietly.
"We'll just wait and see I guess," she said, a little enthused.
o.o;;; i will if i ever find my kneepads.. ^^;
She smiled again. "Hmmm. I wonder what other classes we have together," She said.
Nah, i just don't know enough >.<
no problem <3
She felt that within a blink of her eyes he just changed. He was sitting there then he has her coat. She smiled and took it slowly. She wrapped her arms in it and became snuggled. "Thank you," she said.
I'm int this wonderful Roleplay that LullabyCaiden had made... Here's a sample of my character
Bridget smiled and watched him closely. He seemed to be very coordinated and calm. This job must be very stressful, and it was hard for her to even imagine working at a Cafe. The long hours and the hard days. Always on your feet every five seconds. Her job wasn't that hard but it was a whole lot just to get in. She sipped her tea slowly, feeling the warm liquid pass through her throat, easing the pain there and n her head. She felt a clearness come up from the cloudiness in her head. She took a bite of her strawberry pastry and ate her Muffin. Her stomach was growling most of the day where she hadn't and thing to eat. She smiled and left €10 as a tip. She wrote down a small note next to the tip that she would love to have lunch with him later. She placed her number on the paper. She walked to the front of the Cafe and paid for the tea and sweets. She then headed out, keeping an eye on Christopher. The second she walked out of the Cafe, she crossed the street again, walking down the sidewalk towards the parking lot. She had crossed the wrong street apparently. She walked, passing a few men standing in an alley. Her eyes could only shift to them and back to her purse across her shoulder. She pulled her shorts down in the front to make them look a little longer but it didn't help. One man in front of her stopped her dead in her tracks. "I don't want any trouble, please," Bridget said. She ruffled her hair slightly and saw that he looked like he wanted to cause it. The same two men came up from behind her and each grabbed her arm. She was terified. If they just wanted to take her purse, they would've done so already. The streets were blank, due to the rain, and cars weren't coming this way. Only up at the intersection, where it was hard to see down here. "Please, just let me go," Bridget said, trying to snag away her arms. They only held her back when one of the men had gotten a little too close to her. He seemed agreesive, and started tugging at her clothes. "No! Stop!" she shouted, more like shrieked. She kicked and threw her arms everywhere trying to get away. Now she only knew what they wanted.. They didn't want her money, they wanted her... "Get away! Someone! Please Stop!" she shrieked. She was more scared and started crying.
