Alright, bad boy one then?
Does anyone want to help me write a story
So, do we want to design Characters?
Yes we do
Alright! Who's doing who? Do you want to do the girl, and I'll do the guy or what?
Yeah I'll make the girl you make the guy and then we can have a little side characters that will need
Alrighty! Are we going to use a template?
Alright, do you have one or do you want me to grab one?
Name
Age
Gender
Skills
Hobbies
Appearance
Personality
Favorite color
Favorite Food
Favorite song
Favorite Animal
Best friend
Quote
Pets
Other
Name: Brad Hoax
Age: 18
Gender: Male
Skills: Mechanics, room decor, writing, journaling
Hobbies: Same as above
Appearance: https://i.pinimg.com/564x/1c/e6/15/1ce615eef76b5a8a5e8783f34bdcbfe5.jpg, he's 5'11'', a smile normally on his face, and he's got a strong build for his body.
Personality: Super play boy like, but sweet. Only around people he trusts not to expose him, and can be brutal.
Favorite color: Lilac or brown
Favorite Food: Ramen noddles or cherry dumdums
Favorite song: Cough Syrup, Young the Giant
Favorite Animal: Pandas
Best friend: Collins Tyler
Quote: "Some days I wonder how I'm still alive. Others, I wonder why."
Pets: Parakeet named Talin
Other: He's a senior
Name: Caroline woods
Age;18
Gender:Female
Skills: fighting writing (works for the school newspaper) she's very going to gymnastics to she's on the cheer team
Hobbies: cheer gymnastics fighting writing and she's very skilled with cars
Appearance https://pin.it/qcwjq3c2hd4bqt
Personality:she's the sweetest kindest person you would ever meet you would not expect her to be a street fighter
Favorite color: white
Favorite Food: Mac n cheese
Favorite song: I said hi amy (the most wonderful woman in the world) shark
Favorite Animal: arctic fox
Best friend: Calum Clark
Quote:breaking someone's trust is like crumpling up a piece of paper you can smooth it over but it's never the same
Pets: doberman (Clark) pitbull (James) husky (domino) German Shepherd (copo)
Other
(Nice! I like her!)
( thanks okay what's the story going to be called)
Well, it could be called 'A Crush on The Girl' (or boy, whoever falls first)
Ok who wants to start the first chapter
Idc, I feel maybe it would make more sense if it revolved around your girl though
Makes sense
CHAPTER 1
I rushed into school avoiding everyone's gaze, school had started back up again this morning was already off to a sucky start. I sucked in a breath as I open my locker. I quickly rushed out of my house this morning, my body aching all over I hadn't even stopped to walk with Calum. Calum has been my best friend since we were tiny best friends forever kind of thing but if he saw I was in pain and asked what was wrong and I couldn't tell him the truth I make up some lie like 'oh I just tripped and fell down the stairs' I couldn't tell him that actually I've been bruised from street fighting but what he doesn't know won't kill him .I quickly shut my locker and then I saw the a** of the school Brad Hoax .now I admitt our school had some pretty big assholes but this was the biggest asshole of all.
Brad Hoax was flirting with one of the Freshmen girls, mostly to tease them. He always liked the feeling of girls fawning over him, and getting all giddy and giggly when he was around. It had worked on most everyone, especially the girl in front of him. She was bright red, and stuttery. "I really like that skirt, it sets of your curves." He teased, leaning against the wall some. He was inches from her face, a smirk resting on his normally sullen lips. "Though, I'd like to see it off sometime." He whispered before pushing off the wall and walking away. Catching sight of Caroline he rolled his eyes and jogged off to go meet up with his Best Friend, Collins. He knew he had taken it too far with the Freshmen, but he liked it when nobody could stop him from saying things like that. Why else would he do it?
Caroline gagged 'honestly what is wrong with this guy he just runs his hands all over these girls then Frozen them away like a garbage makes them feel useless worthless' Caroline groaned loudly that everyone in the hallway could hear her and turn to look at her she gave the people in the hallway an apologetic smile before walking off to her class sure she was 15 minutes early but what did it matter she had to sit in front of Brad anyway.
"Oh come on Collins, stop being such a wuss." Brad laughed heavily shoving his shoulder. "Just go ask her out, it's not that big of a deal." He smirked crossing his arms. Collins was starring nervously at the girl across the room. "I'm not you Brad. I can't just go up to a girl and ask her out and expect her to say yes." He replied frustrated. Brad gave him a look before sighing and nodding. "I know, I know. How about this, I'll help you after class. I'm already behind in English, and my dad is going to beat me if I get another C- on my report card." Brad told him patting his shoulder. "I'll see you after class then?" Collins nodded with a frown before pulling away and heading off to his own class.
Caroline put her earbuds in listening to trees by twenty one pilots it was one of her favorite songs not her absolute favorite but one of her favourites Calum had introduced her to twenty one pilots and she instantly fell in love she put her head down tilting it to look out the window she knew Brad would be here any second and she dreaded it she hated him she hit him with a passion she wanted to smash his head in with a brick of course no one would expect that from her cuz she's getting two shoes Caroline woods.
Brad pushed the door open to the English classroom and sighed. He saw Caroline Woods sitting in her usual seat, probably twenty minutes early. He slumped his bag off of his shoulder and walked to his usual seat, setting his bag by his feet. He grabbed his books and notebook out trying to find a pencil. "Where the he are they?" He muttered under his breath. He knew he had some, every girl in the school had given him one. But he couldn't find a single one of them. "This is ridiculous." He mumbled before cussing himself out when he cut his hand on side of one of his books.
Caroline heard something from behind her she saw Brad walk in but ignored him
' what are you doing stop it stop it stop it'
but against her better instinct she turned around to look at him after taking her earbuds out. She looked down at his hand and saw the cut she knew the feeling being cut just not with something you find at school more like a blade of a knife or even shot she didn't know what she could do or say
"How bad is it?"she asked
He looked up at her, trying to hide the slice mark running across his hand. "How is it any of your concern?" He asked bitterly. Why was she all of a sudden so interested in him? "I'm fine. Don't worry about it." He muttered finally finding a pencil. He set it on the desk and covered his hand with the sleeve of his shirt. He needed to get a bandage, but he wasn't about to take her opinion and satisfy her.
" I can't believe I'm doing this" Caroline muttered reaching into her backpack and pulled out a guys roll she got up out of her seat and went over to him taking his hand tightly in her own so he wouldn't pull away and silently wrap his hand keeping pressure on it she didn't say a word but once she was done she backed away putting the remaining goes back in her backpack and sitting down
He watched her carefully, and felt his face grow slightly warm. Brad got a colored face, and once she had sat back down, slid low into his seat. He pulled the hood over his face, and tried to ignore the snickers in the background. 'Why did she do that!?' He asked himself, feeling his heart beat a little faster the longer her thought about it. 'She touched me! I can't just let that happen! I'm suppose to do that!' He couldn't shake the feeling, his heart beating faster.
Caroline ran a hand through her blonde locks with a deep sigh.she out one of her earbuds back in now listening to fool by cavetown. She closed her eyes letting the music consume her.
He looked at his wrapped hand and ran his other thumb over it. Brad wasn't sure what to think, why would she do that? She hated him, and he never really cared for her either. Brad bit his lower lip, and looked at the chalk board, and then the clock. 'Ten minutes late, like usual.' He sighed rubbing his face, and picked up his pencil. He nervously tapped it on the side of the desk, wishing their teacher would hurry up.