High School Rp (Closed. Stalkers welcome)

(what's the last book you read?)

(Second book of the Harry Potter series and I'm reading the second book in the Kane Chronicles series)

(Nice. Two of my favorite series)

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(Hey :)

(Hey :)

(Hiya, Rvan!)

(How r u doing?)

(Decent, just finished presenting a project and I'm stressed. hbu?)

(Oo, that sucks. I hate projects. Well… I’m currently eating breakfast at *checks watch 11:50 so I’d say I’m doing pretty pretty good. I start school Sept. 4 thankfully, though we end at like June 15)

(lucky on the starting later part. and now I'm hungry)

Chase laughed into the kiss, settling back down next to Alistair. He wanted to spend the rest of his life like this, just being held and loved for who he was. It was amazing…

(~time skip~ to next morning…)

After swimming some more, eating the lasagna Kelsey left and watching another movie, they had been exhausted and went to bed. It was the best night sleep Alistair had in a while.
Alistair woke up slowly and rolled onto his back, causing his shoulder and side to press up against something warm. In his half-awake state, it took him a few moments to figure out where he was and what the warm presence was. When he did, he couldn't help but smile. He turned his head to see Chase, face peaceful with sleep.
Laying next to Chase, far from his aunt and uncle, he felt at home.

“Oh really? You don’t plan on staying here long?” Vaughn asked, arching a brow as he did so.
(sorry for some reason I thought I responded but apparently I didn't.)
"yep. I'm probably ever going to get kicked out or run away in like a month at most," she said her face blank.

“Good luck with that. I’ve been trying to get them to kick me out for weeks. They just make excuses for why I’m acting up and send me to more therapy sessions,” Vaughn huffed.

Anne shugged "usually I don't really do anything and they still throw me out, but if that doesn't work ill just run away. But if I get caught they'll send me to another girls home and we talk about "feelings" and sh*t,"

(~time skip~ to next morning…)

After swimming some more, eating the lasagna Kelsey left and watching another movie, they had been exhausted and went to bed. It was the best night sleep Alistair had in a while.
Alistair woke up slowly and rolled onto his back, causing his shoulder and side to press up against something warm. In his half-awake state, it took him a few moments to figure out where he was and what the warm presence was. When he did, he couldn't help but smile. He turned his head to see Chase, face peaceful with sleep.
Laying next to Chase, far from his aunt and uncle, he felt at home.

Chase woke slowly, not yet opening his eyes but slowly stretching his arms around Alistair. He knew he had school today, but… His eyes fluttered open to look at Alistair. He gave a lazy smile, “Morning.”

(wait I thought it had been Friday?)

"Mornin'," Alistair replied without opening his eyes, voice husky with sleep. "Do we have to get up?"

(Oh whoops, well then just pretend he hadn’t thought about school lol)

“I don’t want to,” Chase replied, but he turned himself so half of his body was nearly on top of Alistair and said lazily, “You’re snuggly…”

Alistair chuckled, "Thanks, so are you." He wrapped his arms around Chase's waist and buried his face into his shoulder. "I think we should stay in bed aaallll day," he murmured into Chase's neck sleepily.

(I love how this rp [for us anyway] went from just a high school rp to an adorable gay romance and everything has happened to the characters over the course of a day)

(Yep XD )
“Your cousin would get suspicious,” Chase pointed out, but nuzzled his face into the spot where Alistair’s neck and shoulder met anyways, breathing him in. He smelled like the first song Alistair had sung to Chase, with hints of eucalyptus.

Alistair hummed into Chase's neck, starting to doze off again. "She… wouldn't… mind…" he murmured, tightening his arms around Chase.

(Totally realistic. Yes. Definitely…)

Alistair hummed into Chase's neck, starting to doze off again. "She… wouldn't… mind…" he murmured, tightening his arms around Chase.

“We need to get up,” Chase murmured into Alistair neck, but didn’t move. He started kissing Alistair, moving up from his neck to his jaw then to his cheek and the corner of his eye. He dragged his lips over to Alistair’s mouth. Chase ran his hands through Alistair’s hair, gently teasing out the bed head tangles.

(This is just an idea, but let me know if it doesn't go right with the story, I won't be offended, but what if they all lived in the same neighborhood?)

(I think that would be okay)

“We need to get up,” Chase murmured into Alistair's neck, but didn’t move. He started kissing Alistair, moving up from his neck to his jaw then to his cheek and the corner of his eye. He dragged his lips over to Alistair’s mouth. Chase ran his hands through Alistair’s hair, gently teasing out the bed head tangles.

Alistair moaned softly against Chase's lips, loving the feeling of them against his own. Eyes still closed, he tilted his head to deepen the kiss and brushed his tongue against Chase's bottom lip.
This is definitely the best way to wake up…

Chase opened his mouth to Alistair, curling his hands around Alistair’s neck. Chase moaned something, maybe it was Alistair name, who knows, but the morning sun was slowly lightening the room. Chase forced himself to break the kiss, but he touched his forehead to Alistair’s and whispered, “We should get up. I haven’t even gotten any of my homework done from yesterday.”

(Sorry, my computer died)

Alistair's eyes slowly opened and his face morphed into an adorable pout. "But Chaaase," he whined softly. "It's only like seven or eight, and you're dad's not coming until two," he looked at Chase with big puppy dog eyes. "Will you please kiss me again?"

There wasn’t a chance Chase could say no, not even if he wanted to. Chase dipped his head back down, coming back with a passionate kiss. His tongue moved its way to Alistair’s lower lip. He loved this. He loved him. He loved them, together.

Alistair moaned as he parted his lips at the brush of Chase's tongue. He brushed his hands against the warm, slightly exposed skin of Chase's waist. He parted just enough to murmur, "I could kiss you like this forever, love," against Chase's lips.