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Post by adam lee roberts on Feb 2, 2010 16:55:01 GMT -5
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It was after school on a Friday; Adam was relieved to finally get out of his last class which was Geometry. He never could get the stuff, but then again, he never exactly tried either. School in general just didn’t interest him, well the classes didn’t at least, the women on the other hand? Oh boy. It was like he died and gone to heaven, the girls at this school were indeed beautiful, there was no denying that. How could one be in a relationship in a school that was blessed with so many beautiful girls? That’s exactly why Adam chose the bachelor life, the single life in which no stringers were attached in any direction, just pure freedom. His partner in crime, Benny, just made the life much funner too. Adam had someone to talk about it with and share the life with, which was pretty sweet.
Adam walked to the sports field, usually he just went home and met up with Benny later, but he didn’t want to go home. His dad had been pissing him off a lot more lately and he just couldn’t handle another fight, at least not now anyways. He sat down on the bleachers; his near empty folder was placed beside him. He leaned back placing his elbows on the bleacher behind him, to balance him up. He looked across the football field, the football players running around running plays, Benny was in there somewhere. Adam didn’t really care to spot him or anything; he was too focused on the cheerleaders to the left of the field. He didn’t understand how the football players could concentrate on practice when there were half naked girls right there, jumping up and down. He smirked to himself; maybe he should join the football team just to get closer to the cheerleaders?
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Notes: didn’t know where to start the thread. Haha hope its an okay start :]
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Post by emily day campbell on Feb 2, 2010 18:41:43 GMT -5
Friday had always been voted “Best Day of The Week” in Dee’s book. It was the day school ended - all those endless hours of utter boredom, trying to understand stuff that she was pretty sure had only been invented to torment her. What on earth was a… optiphoca-whatwasitsname?!, that her bio teacher had been incessantly talking about for the past hour…? She truly wouldn’t know. But she’d nodded and smiled brightly at the teacher and made her smart look of understanding and “ooh’d” and “aaah’d” convincingly enough for the whole duration of the class - just because she felt it was too rude not to seem to understand anything at all. And the teacher had been, as usual, happy that someone was actually minding what she was saying, having redoubled her efforts and talked about the optifocable-thingies even more enthusiastically.
Boy. She sometimes felt so dumb.
She’d rolled her eyes slightly, inhaling the fresh air outside with relief as soon as she’d managed to leave the closed doors of the building, her mood instantly brightening up. The little blissful smile that always seemed to be present in her pretty face shone as she absently and offtunedly hummed a random cheesy pop tune she’d caught as she made her way throughout the school in the direction of her dorms. However, when she was on her way, her attention was caught by some girlish squeals to her left. Tilting her head and turning towards the practice field, where the cheerleading was being held, she headed towards it - already forgotten of her intention of going home and finding what the hell the optifo…things were.
Instead, she sayashed towards the fields’ bleachers, her eyes wide open with admiration at the girl’s gymnastic and flexibility prowesses. Why!, she could never do that. She couldn’t even do a flippin’ cartwheel without landing on her face. She sat down, her deferential attention fully focused on the girl’s practice… until it landed on the boys’ one.
Oh. My.
Dee held her breath slightly, her eyes widening with a slight look of amused shock. God. And she’d been losing time watching girls instead of jumping straight off to what she really wanted to see.
It was truly paradise.
Her head turned to examine the bleachers around her, only to have her breath caught up once more. Oh. My. God. Who are you and where have you been all my life?! This, my friends, was Mister Hotness in the flesh. “They are good, aren’t they…?” Dee asked outloud, the ever glowing smile she directed at him slightly dreamy as she tilted her head amiably. However, that proved itself to be too much because what with oh his eyes! and hair and jaw she was nearly gushing. She glanced for a second at the boys back in the field to try in a desperate attempt to return her heartbeat back to its normal rate. Pfft - they kind of looked uninteresting now.
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Post by adam lee roberts on Feb 4, 2010 4:31:42 GMT -5
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Adam watched the girl’s jump, cheer, and do all kinds of flips, why hadn’t he thought of joining the football team before? He was a little disappointed in himself, Benny hadn’t even mentioned this part of the job, what a shame, he’d been holding out on Adam. Adam would definitely give him an earful later, but now, it was time to plan. He didn’t notice the girl sitting near him on the bleachers, his eyes were set amongst other things… other… bouncing things.
They are good, aren’t they…?, Adam turned his head slowly to look at the girl who had been sitting there, had she been sitting there the entire time? Wow those cheerleaders must have really worked his senses, tuning out the world around him. This girl probably thought he was some perv or something, but then again, that was typical Adam, checking out every girl in sight. He didn’t reply at first, before he could let out a sound his eyes did its usual duties and looked the girl up and down, and from side to side. It was a habit to immediately look at the girl’s body first, after sizing her up pretty well, absorbing what exactly she was working with he slowly looked at her face directly.
A grin had formed from the tiny smile as he examined her facial features, he didn’t care if he was making her uncomfortable, he was keeping his distance wasn’t he? It wasn’t like he had been making any rude sexual harassment comments or anything? He had been simply… looking. This girl was indeed VERY beautiful, she had an exotic look about her, he had definitely seen her around school before. He now remembered the mental note he had made the day he first saw her, noting to himself to approach her sometime. From the looks of it though, he didn’t even have to, the girl had found him, which was always good too. He slowly nodded then looked back out the football field again, ”Yeah… they’ve got their talents”, he shrugged as if he didn’t really care about what the cheerleaders were doing. He turned his attention back to the blonde beauty near him and smiled big, revealing his straight white teeth, ”But I bet you’ve got some of your own too… I’m actually surprised you’re not out there with them… you definitely look better than most of them and I bet your… flexible”, he smirked looking at her, trying to show her that she was now the center of his attention.
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