Jason Black hair, with a strange cut to it, he looks gothic but his personality is a bit different....kind of. He's a complex guy, he has more feeling in things, and he's sometimes quiet but mainly he's just a regular kid at school. He's tall, like tall. About 5'11 you'd say. Which is weird when your 5'5. But when a guy like this loves you, If you want loyalty you will get it. Because when Jason cares he will most definetley show it. The story about this guy is important, I didn't know there would be three guys cuz at first there was just one, but I thought of a story and it had me and this other guy in it obviously, but it was supernatural, so not really realistic. But I liked the male character's personality in my story. And obviously I'm going to be in alot of stories. So I thought "what if they were just normal teenagers?" and that's how Jason was created. Each guy of the 3 are my dream. But somehow I feel like they will become real. So these aren't just stories for your entertainment, but stories for the beginning of love.
Woah.... That was very, very deep. No other story is like this. I absolutely LOVE it!!!!!! Update really soon girly!
Hmm anyway to post pics on here? if so tell me. And sorry if I'm slow on updating i'm just really busy so yeah tryin to do as much as possible. I have to finish me and chase's date and start the story of me and Jason
Alright first update, I wanted to make this Make sense because...well you guys don't understand but it's a bit complicated lol but I made it and here we go kids ^_^ Rachel's POV : 5 weeks had gone by since the first day of my sophomore year. I was 15 still (my birthday is in august). But it's all good. My hair got longer obviously, now it's right above my chest and I have red tips. My tan wore off...not that I cared cuz I have always liked my caramelish cinnimon skin color (in case you haven't noticed i'm black lol but mistaken biracial because of my light complection and my light eyes). My eyes are still hazelish brown. I say hazelish brown because they look just a full on light brown but when I'm in the sunlight they change to the actual hazel they are. I'm still goofy, punk rock, happy, me. I'm smart, I like to sing and dance and play instruments, and also write poems and stories or draw a bit. I'm usually positive, smiling....wait ugh I hate my smile. But it sucks cuz I laugh so much at everything it's like im always smiling. I grew a bit taller lol i'm 5'5 I think but that's probably only an inch or two below what I will end up being. I usually straighten my hair or whatnot and I'm still known for like that punk rock, goth,emo, scene, edgy style I suppose. I dunno, don't really care I've always liked "rocker girl" things haha, basically all my life. Anyways my life has been cool met new people and whatnot, still no boyfriend exactly. I hang with my best friends occassionaly, and I know alot of people sooo yeah. I was sitting in science class (/ chemisty/ biology i dunno) talking to my friends as the bell was about to ring. We were all laughing and talking then one of them paused. "Uhhh...dude...is that guy...like...staring at us?" Sam said. I turned around and looked at the direction she was looking. He was indeed, but I couldn't really see his eyes. His black hair covered them a bit as he looked down, yet his head still faced toward us. His hair was cool in my opinion. It was jet black with a thick long strand of hair on each side of his straightened bangs that went down, hovering above his collar. The back of his hair was normal a bit but it was jagged and spiked a hint. He had on black skinny jeans with a studded belt and a dark gray school shirt and checkered slip on vans. "yeahhh...I think so." I said curious and calm. "it's freaking me out." said Brooke, "wanna ask him WHY exactly is he staring at us?" she said looking toward me. "what?" I said a bit stunned...no..no I couldn't. I don't confront people just like that. "mmh." she said, which was followed by the bell. Everyone got up and got their stuff. My friends walked out the door. "Jeez...I'm always the person to do this" I thought and looked over at the boy. I walked up to him as he seemed to be writing something in a notebook or whatever. "hey you.." I said a bit tense and cautious by the way it sounded. I wasn't tring to be intimidating but... "so yeah you kind of freaked my friends out with the staring and I just wanted to...." my voice trailed off as he stood up and took his notebook and looked at me. **** ...he was tall. About like 3 4 or 5 inches taller than me. My face grew hot. "yeah?" he asked. He voice didn't make it better seeing how low it was. Holy fox he's like...a man "to um...say that this is a free country and you can do as you please..heh heh..." I said nervously, it was a bit overwhelming. He moved a bit closet and put his hand slightly on my face. "hey." he said softly, causing me to blink. He purposely tried to catch my eyesight as I looked at him. Oh my....his eyes were beautiful. They were so amazing. It was a dazed emerald green, they were gorgeous, this guy was handsome...wait what's going on here? "y-yes?" I asked shocked. "your really pretty." he said, causing me to blush. "t-thank you." I studdered like a freak. He flashed me a smile as he took his hand off my face and got his stuff. I walked off thinking..."that kid...he's so...mysterious...". I shook my thoughts and went to my next class.
Jason's POV: I was writing/ drawing in my notebook in science class and I looked up for some reason. I saw this girl with brown hair that went down to her upper chest and bright hazel eyes and a very attractive smile. "something about her..." I thought, and just had happened to be gazing deeply at her, I don't know why but she just caught my eye. One of her friends looked at me a bit creeped out and whispered to the girl, she turned her head slightly in my direction. I froze with nervousness. Then they continued discussing...me I suppose. The bell rang, I took a few seconds and wrote/ drew more in my notebook. I heard a light soft voice with a burn of emotion "hey you..." , that same girl I was just thinking about. "so yeah you kind of freaked my friends out with the staring and I just wanted to.." I turned around and stood up to examine this better. "yeah?" I asked innocently. I could see how intimidated she felt in her eyes, she must have been startled by how low my voice was and how tall I am. I wasn't THAT tall, her head was up to my upper chest. My nose was up to her forehead. She continued a still shocked, "To um...say that this is a free contry and uh you can do as you please...heh heh." she said anxiously. That's cute, I hope she's not scared of me... I walked a bit closer to her and caressed her face, I stroked my thumb gently across her soft skin as she blinked. "hey." I said with a tender voice, "Y-yes?" she asked dazed with confusion. "you're really pretty." I blurted out of nervousness...jeez this is normal. She smiled a bit and looked down with her face growing hot. "T-thank you." she said as I gazed in her beautiful hazel eyes, they were so ravishing, Like fire and ice. I let go of her face and got my stuff to go to the next class as she walked off as well. I don't know what that was but there's somethin about that girl...
Rachel's POV: Jeez today sucked, I got a D on my history test, I lost my iPod and I missed my bus. Why does everything suck so much?! Ugh I'm so upset!! The bell rang, ending 6th period, I grabbed my bag and stuff out my locker and walked to sixth period as some annoying kid yelled something at me. "hey Freak show." this boy looked at me as i turned around still walking. "Ugh Shut Up William!" I spat still looking in his direction. As I swung around fast with fury when I felt neccessary I saw a flash of a tall guy and next thing I knew I got a blast of someone right against me and I was knocked to the side with pain. "******! what the hell?!" I said with frustration, I knelt on the ground still affected by the hit. As I focused on what hit me I saw...this guy. I think I've seen him before, he had jet black hair and he was really tall. "o-oh my god! Are you alright?!" his voice said concerned. "I'm so sorry I didn't see you!" He held out his hand. I sighed in frustration and pushed his hand away. I shook my head disturbed. He still looked apologetic as I got up and brushed myself off, feeling my eyes water. Why was today so horrible? "look, here talk to me sometime okay? I'm really sorry." he said staring at me dissappointed and disgusted with himself, he handed me a scrap of paper with digits on it. His number? He thinks he can give me his number and I'll be okay with him bumping into me hard?! It's not okay! "Fine." I said and snatched the paper from his hands, sighed and walked off. I didn't have time to say anything to anyone, I walked into class upset, and to make it worse the bell had rang right before I walked in. "Your late Miss Davis, have a seat." said Mr. Chenger. I sighed and sat down. Great.
Jason's POV: I was at my locker when Oliver walked up to me. "hey man, stacey is lookin for you." he said. "ugh, what does she want now?" I asked disdainfully, Stacey cares for me waayyy too much. She's like my stalker, I barely even know her, but she's annoying. "dunno but she's about to come over here." Oliver said, causing me to look around. There she was, her brown hair bouncing as she looked around for me, her icey blue-gray eyes pierced with determination. I sped up and grabbed everything going ten times faster than before. "Alright Oliver I'll talk to you later I gotta go." I said panicking "yeah dude hurry." he said, and so I walked off then I heard her call my name and I walked faster and faster. I turned the corner and smacked straight into someone. I'm guessing it was a girl from the way the noise of pain sounded. Sure enough it was, I winced a bit from the collide, the girl was on the floor. Crap! She was shaking a bit as she cursed. I looked at her and apologized as I reached out my hand to pick her up. She pushed away and stood up shaking her head and brushing herself off. I looked at her again, seeing her eyes water. She looked so familar...Oh no what have I done? Poor girl, I felt horrified. She seems so nice and stuff...how could I have done that to her? Please don't cry... "look here talk to me sometime, I'm really sorry." I said as sympathetic as possible and held out a paper with my number on it. She just stared for a while as I froze. What the...why was I giving her my number?! She shook her head but took the paper anyways. "fine." she mumbled angrily and got her stuff then walked off. I kept going to class as I kept thinking about what just happened. "I guess I was scared...maybe I wanted to make her feel better...but...my number? I don't even know her, other than that one time we talked. She sure is pretty...i just can't believe I hurt her." I thought as my heart begain to ache a bit.