#demnilsson

[specialoneofakind]

Meet Jamie! || New Muse || Open RP

     "I was just thinking, that uh..." He pauses, clearing his throat. He can't get his words right, he's too nervous.  

                 "I was thinking that we should um...we should go out to dinner, or something, sometime." 

[specialoneofakind]

     It's obvious that he's had something to drink.

         There's alcohol on his breath, but its not that strong. He's just had one beer and two shots of whiskey.

    It's a Friday night after all, why not have a little fun.

          He walks over to the other male, a smirk on his lips.

    "You may think I’m drunk, but I’m not. I’m just intoxicated by you." He just grins, thinking that his clever pick up lines are the beset things in the world. 

[specialoneofakind]

High School AU || Demetrios & Aaron

     He was new in town, and he was pretty sure everyone else in the school new it.

         Aaron can feel the eyes of different students on him, their questioning looks. He can hear them whispering too, whispering about him. 

                                   Where did he come from?

                                                Who is he?

                                                       Is he the new kid? 

    He simply rolls his eyes at the others, keeping his head down low, focusing on getting to where he had to be on time.

          He walks into his classroom, English Four, a required class for all the seniors to take. He doesn't even want to be here. He didn't want to move in the first place, but some stupid happy couple with tons of other adopted children just had to adopt him.

          They needed a seventeen year old boy in their family, obviously.

   He slowly moves to the back of the class, thankful that the teacher hand not stopped him to introduce him to the whole class. He sits down next to another boy with blonde hair, slightly longer than Aarons. He glances at the boy for a moment before looking back up in the from of the room, sighing as the teacher started to write down notes on the board.

            He takes out his notebook from his backpack, opening it up and copying down some of the notes. He stops about half way through, his mind too full of thoughts, too many things going on.

     He glances back at the other boy for a moment, a small smirk coming to his lips.

                   Aaron decides he's going to have some fun on his first day at school.

       As the other boy takes notes, Aaron concentrates, having the boys pen float from his hand, placing it back on his desk.