Our Version Of Prom Night...

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by *Little-Miss-Wolfie (01), Apr 7, 2012.

  1. "Oh wow, Autumn... You look stunning!" Shane held out his hand to his beautiful girlfriend, sweeping his charcoal hair out of his eyes so he could see more of her.
    "Shane!" Autumn giggled. She twirled, her curly auburn hair following in close suit. She had chosen a tight black silk dress, floor length, of course, and a slit down the side. This year, this night, is what Autumn had been waiting for.
    "You do look rather dashing yourself." she whispered against Shane's ear
     
  2. 
     
  3. Bump
     
  4. I knew itthere must be MOAR!
     
  5. At Samantha's place, chaos and tension filled the air...
    "My nail? My nail! Argh!" Samantha moaned, clasping her hands to her head.
    "Blake!"
    Blake ran in, plastered on the best smile he could and bowed.
    "Yes, m'lady?"
    Sam hit him, laughing.
    "Your such a dork! Go fetch me that nail glue, will you?"
    Blake nodded and threw the glue at her, shaking his head. He sat down in the plush leather chair, checked his rolex, and stood up again.
    "Limousine!"
    "What?"
    "It's due!"
    Samantha, unsure of what to do, looked around and threw her hands in the air.
    "We're not dancing yet, darling." Blake said, a brow raised. Samantha giggled and pressed on her nail, before running out of the house.
    "I got this, I got this!" She muttered to her self, making a mental note to never again wear stilettos.
    "Oh Sam, you really do make me smile." Blake whispered, walking up behind her. He spun her around, and embraced her tightly.
    "Tonight's going to be perfect, now get in!"
     
  6. Hehe  Who's character is Blake?
     
  7. I realised, there wasnt enough boys, but don't worry, Blake is super hot my dear 
     
  8. oh my oh my their personalities
     
  9. Hehe  Pm pwease mommy 
     
  10. Autumn sounds kinda kinky with her ear whispering. Lolol.
     
  11. Oh yes. I'm autumn 
     
  12. "Fawn, hurry the hell up, the limo is here!" Byakuran shouted up the stairs, frowning. He had been waiting downstairs for two hours, which was a drag, even in a nice fabric chair with a sweet cup of coffee, or nectar of the gods, as he referred to it. He was incredibly careful not to spill a drop onto his suit.
    Ever.
    Not even water.
    He rolled his eyes at his own ridiculousness and shouted again.
    "How long does it take to get ready! Jesus woman, I haven't even seen your dr-" He was cut off as Fawn stood above him, her clingy black dress accentuating her fine curves.
    "Dress yet..." He finished. He stared for a long time, a long time, and took her hand, kissing it softly.
    "Byakuran, your such a gentleman!" Fawn smiled, blushing slightly.
    "Your stunning." That was the only thing he could figure out to say. He nodded at her, whilst she gracefully strolled towards the white hummer, smiling secretly. Byakuran silently followed.
    "Mmm, check out that behind..." he muttered, not quietly enough. Fawn giggled and hugged him, her breath tickling his nose.
    "I heard that!"
    "Can't deny the truth!" Byakuran said, softly kissing her.
     
  13. Bump