Yep... It's a series story. Long or short Idon't give a damn. ----- Zoe sat in class, scribbling on her test sheet. She's finished with the test, why not decorate the pages? Zoe was an A student and had a talent and passion for drawing. She smiled as she finished drawing her best work yet; her enemy's head on a plate. "OMG... Our teacher's HAWT!" Zoe looked at Clara who was looking at Mr. Summers, showing off her body and flirting with him. Clara was the typical school whore, she would just use her body to seduce the men she wanted! Yep. Who knows how many guys she did already. "...Zoe?" Zoe's best friend elbowed her in the ribs, making Zoe wince in pain. Somehow, Joey, her best friend always seemed satisfied while watching Zoe either wince and squeak in pain. He thought it was "cute". "Damnit Joey..." Zoe was hugging her torso now, trying to remove the pain Joey inflicted on her. "..." Mr.Summers was now walking around the class, collecting papers while Zke sat there, still wincing. Joey was lookinf at Zoe, smirking. "Ahem... Ms. Valei?" Zoe looked up at her teacher and gasped. Clara was right for once... Their teacher was hawt. Zoe and Summer were still looking at each other before Joey interrupted them and threw his paper at Mr. Summer's face. Mr.Summers growled and took both of their papers before notcing Zoe's drawings. Mr. Summers smirked as he looked at Clara's head on the plate, her mouth stuffed with an apple. "Nice drawings Ms. Valei..." Zoe instantly blushed and looked away, trying to hide the red scribbed on her face. Joey, on ther other hand, looked annoyed and disturbed. "Say, Ms. Valei, I'm teaching an art course... Would you like to attend?" Zoe looked at Mr Summers and at her test paper before nodding yes. After she nodded, the bell rung and class was dismissed. Joey grabbed Zoe's arm and pulled her away, but not before Mr. Summers could grab her hand... "!" Zoe quickly turned to Mr. Summers as she gasped... She felt electric pulses in her veins, a small spark that lighted when he touched her. 'Nobody's ever made me feel like that...' Zoe looked down at her fingers. Mr. Summers just stood there in the position of which he grabbed her hand, her fingers starting to slip away. Joey was still clutching Zoe's arm, shocked at Mr Summer's actions and angry at the way Zoe had reacted. "..." Mr. Summers let go and backed away, then excused himself and closed the door in front of him, shutting Zoe and Joey out. "... Let's go Zoe." Zoe was still looking at her palm when Joey dragged her outside the school... 'Why was the feeling ticklish and... Relieving?' ----- Hey guys! Did my writing improve? Or did it... You know... Become less interesting.
----- "Damnit Joey!" Joey pinned Zoe to the locker and stared at her intensely, his grip stringer than ever. "Let. Me. Go! You're hurting me Joey!" Zoe was trying to wiggle out of Joey's arms but he had her in his arms tightly. Joey sighed and loosened his arms only a bit so he wouldn't hurt Zoe. Zoe looked up at Joey and Joey looked at Zoe. "... Just promise me you won't do anything funny with... That teacher." Zoe looked down and sighed. Was that all he was fussing about? Zoe sadly smiled at Joey and nodded. "If course Joey..." Zoe kissed Joey's cheek and Joey hugged Zoe. "... I-" Joey was interrupted with the sound of Mr. Summer's voice. "NO MAKING OUT IN THE SCHOOL GROUND MR. MARCH." Zoe looked at Joey, blushing and pushed him away. "See you tomorrow Joey..." Zoe ran away from Joey, who was standing there, sad and alone. Zoe ran to her bike and hopped on it, throwing her bag on the handlebar. -----
I loves it. But the name rhyming is throwing me off a little. Lmao. But it's great! and jw, is the "cheeky_b_chloe" (sp?) like your second account or something?
this many people want more? And yep that's my alt... it's there so sorta when this acc can't be used, i use the other. But... The other one is more of an acc where I can show my other half of my personality.
...I think I'll stop writing for a few days... I don't wanna get too addicted to this game, for one. Two, people in this game aren't like people in real life who can actually read my feelings and take my attitude. Three, one person has told me my writing sucked so I wanna practice more in real life. Four, I have school and my peers are gunna start bugging me. Homework is an ass these days and I always don't do at least one assignment. Yep. I'm quitting PIMD for about three days. Seeya peeps. Goldia OUT!
To hell with that sucker who said your stories suck...bitch ass nigga ain't got nothing on you gurl inner black girl