Omg is it only me that I think Drew and Nathaniel are much more hot then Zach........ CUZ I AM INNN LOOOVE WITH DREW
I'll do Ashlee and Brooke . NOTE: I had to edit Darla's eyes to make them darker, and I had to make Alexis have larger eyes ?. I used the Perfect 365 app if you need to edit yours ?. Also! I had to make Drew look like Zach (or the other way around) can't you tell! Their eyebrows? . Zach's okay ?, I'm totally into Nathaniel.
I don't know, I'm kind of turned off with Drew's apperance Maybe it's because he's in mid-hair flip or because he looks high or because of the long hair or because he kind of looks like a girl Yeah... I'm just really turned off by his appearance. Or maybe it's because his body kind of looks disproportionate. Strong face but a limp body. Eh haters gonna hate. But everyone one else looks awesome
A little . I always imagined Brooke as a blonde. Rose would have reddish hair as well. Ashlee would either be brown or black for me
I'm- I mean she's so pretty! Totally matched me icy eyes, dark hair, and all anyways on with the update
~~~~UPDATE!~~~~ I blow the smoke into Nathaniel's face. "Aye! Darla! What'd I say about doing that!" He laughs. We all laugh; Nathaniel hates having the smoke blown in his face. He says it hurts his eyes. It's been two weeks after passing my test into Nathaniel's group and I'm better than ever! We hang out at Drew's house almost every day and meditate before we smoke. It's all really relaxing. "Brookieeeee," I start giggling, "gimme some more of that." I snatch the joint out of her hand and start to smoke it. We both share the joint and make funny faces at each other. "What's the time?" I ask. "It's like 10." Matt responds. "Ahhhh fuck. Mom's gonna be pissed! Not like I care! Roe, can I borrow your perfume?" I ask. She puts two spritz of her perfume on me to mask the smell of the pot. I kiss everyone on the cheek before leaving and walk out the door. "Hi Zachie!!!!! Hehehehehehe," I giggle and run up to kiss his cheek, "good night, I'm leaving! Don't miss me too much!" "Darla.. Are you okay?" He walks towards me and puts his hand on my back. "I'm soooooo great!! Hehehe," I respond smiling widely. "Uhhhh yeah, okay," he responds pushing me away. "What's wrong, Zachie! You normally talk to me!" "No I don't, not anymore! You should get away from them... They're not good people." "Stop acting like my mother. Y'all don't know a thing." I stomp out of the house and onto my lawn to see my mom standing at the door. "Darla, it's 10 minutes past your curfew. What are you doing up so late?" "I was uhhhhh studying. We have this test tomorrow," I lie and try to sound normal. "Studying on a Friday night? That seems implausible," she raises an eyebrow. "Yeah... We have a test Monday," I respond. "You little liar. You've been hanging out with Drew! I know it!" she bellows. "Why do ya gotta get up my ass all the time? You never ask Danny where he is," I sass. "What did you just say, young lady? That language is not meant for this household." "Ass. Ass. Ass. Ass. Ass. Ass," I respond and stick my tongue out. "Get the hell outta here," she opens the door for me. "My pleasure." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I walk back to Drew's house only to have Zach slam the door in my face. I bang on that door for a good five minutes and just give up. I walk down the hidden dirt path to get downtown thinking about the past two months. On this very dirt path, I was kissed by Zach and then dumped hard. I push those horrible memories aside and continue walking. I walk into town walking by the town park and all the little shops I never went to. I could really go for a joint... I wander past the movie theater, the only place that's still open at around this time, smelling the popcorn and that old carpet smell. I probably walk back and forth a million times until I'm practically closing my eyes walking and bump right into someone. I fall landing on my bottom and mutter a "sorry". The stranger looks down at me and smiles, "Darla." "Oh! Dave right? Hi!" I smile widely; his long, brown hair is out and he's wearing blue jeans and a red t shirt. "Shouldn't you be home by now? Your momma is gonna get worried," he worries. "She kicked me outta the house. She doesn't like me hangin' with Drew," I roll my eyes. "You've got no where to go?" he asks. "Not really. I'm planning to just walk around all night and go back in the morning when she's not that mad anymore," I respond. "Gosh! It's still chilly out here! Aren't you cold?" he points at my tank top. "Yeah, but whatever, nothing I can do about it. Zach won't let me back into his house. I don't think he likes me anymore," I say. "Why not? He seems friendly. Only met him once." "I was talking to him when I was high. He probably doesn't want to speak to me again." "I don't know who would say that to you! You're a doll." "Thanks," I blush and smile, "how old are you? I never got the chance to ask." "Older than I look. I'm 19. And you are?" he asks. "I'm fifteen. Not that much older than you," I stick my tongue out jokingly. "Say... I have an idea. I own a van and I sleep in that. You can join me, so you're not freezing tonight." "Thanks Dave, but I'll be okay," I kindly reject and walk away. "Wait, but... I want you to stay with me..." he whispers. "I-what? Why?" I look at him confused. "Because a pretty girl like you needs somewhere to stay and my van gets lonely sometimes." "Why does everyone say that?" "What?" "That I'm pretty when I'm not! Zach told me that and then dumped me!" I start to tear up. "You're so pretty. He dumped you 'cause he knew you were too good for him." "But he's dating..." "Shhhh." he shushes me. "You really think so?" I ask. "Dumping you is gonna be his biggest mistake ever," he smiles and kisses my forehead. We hold hands and walk to his car, a blue Chrysler van with a rusty rim. "It's not much, but..." he looks at me embarrassed. "It's much better than my house," I smile and get inside the back. He climbs in with me and sits beside me. I lean my head on his shoulder and he tries runs his fingers through my curls. I move my head down to lay on his lap and I look up at him. I never really got the chance to really look at Dave. The lights from the light nearby don't really give me nice lighting, but his long, blonde hair is kept to one to keep it from getting into my face. His face is thin with high cheekbones and tanned skin. His grey orbs stare right back at me and his lips are curved into a smile. "Why're ya looking at me like that?" he smiles and lets out a small laugh. "I never really thought I'd be into long hair, but you look nice with it," I smile and laugh with him. "You think I'm good looking?" he jokes. "Actually, yeah. I do," I look at him even more. "I think you're pretty," he moves the curl outta my face. "You told me that already." With that, he puts his hair behind his head and he leans down to my face level. "I just wanted to remind you," he whispers with his nose touching mine. I close my eyes and our lips meet. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'm adding like wayyyy too much romance in this . Well, it won't last . Darla's morals are going to plummet and this scene is the start of it! We're sorta in the middle of the story now, the end is not nearing, but there will be an end, of course . Have a good night, lovely fan-fictioners .