Cuddle Valley High: Role Play

Allor laughed nervously. "Nothing." she said turning all shy and shit.

Originally posted by Tela
Evgeni smiled and nodded. "sure is." he said mockingly touching it in a reverance sort of way.

Gazelle smiled, "Well, its up to you now how you decorate my baby...I'll be checking up on you now and again...the airbrushes and cartridges are over on the bench."

Reese took her lunch out of her messenger bag. She opened it up and starting eating her PBJ. "How have you been?" She asked Michael.

"What no idea of what you want on the car?" he asked

Originally posted by Tela
Allor laughed nervously. "Nothing." she said turning all shy and shit.

"Fine, be that way," Derek said in a fake sarcastic voice.

Originally posted by crzygrl6412
Reese took her lunch out of her messenger bag. She opened it up and starting eating her PBJ. "How have you been?" She asked Michael.

"Fine as usual... how are things with you..."michael asked

Allor jumped on his back throwing her arms around his neck. "I love you, you know that. Okay, I'll spill. Scooter is coming over after school to be all sucky-up and shit."

"Oh. Don't let him steal you, okay?"

"Huh, oh god know, the preppy ass bassterd. He just wants me to do good in school don't drink do drugs or smoke so I can be on the team. So basically, he's going to bring over some soup, my homework, and offer to help me if I needed it. I declined the last one."

"Better not let him meet me then," Derek said, glancing down at his forearm despite the fact that he was wearing a long sleeved shirt.

"You didn't." Allor yanked up the sleeve furiously. She would be incredibly pissed.

"Meh, I'm alright. Thanks for asking." She laughed, "My mom is goin' back home tonight, to help with my aunt's pregnancy." She laughed again, "Maybe we can hang out."

A number of them little injection-dealies dotted the inside of his forearm. "I'm sorry," he said quietly.

Allor shook her head. "When you die and leave me here and look up from hell and see me mourning over you with only Marria and Scooter to sooth my troubles, it will be too late." she said in a surprisingly calm voice. "Or I could just go ahead and let 'him steal' me."

"Hell's just another lie fabricated by those ****ing pigs to scare me into doing what they want, and we both know it."

Allor pouted. "Fine, but when you shoot up I want you to remember when you die you'll leave me completely and utterly alone." she shoved passed him before going to the hallway table and rummaging through the droor until she found what she was looking for. She took out the pack, and taking one and lighting it, she put the cigerette pack in her back pocket. Three years since she last had one and her damned american boyfriend's gotten her back into it.

Taking a long drag off the cigerette she exhaled the smoke. She had even got to where she could in hale it through her nose and have it come out her mout.

Derek sighed. "I've been doing this for three ****ing years and it hasn't killed me yet," he said, loud enough for her to hear.

Allor rolled her eyes and picked up her cell. She walked in sitting on Derek's bed. She then opened her celland dialed a number before putting it to her ear. She inhaled again releasing the smoke out slowly. "Hey, scooter. Are you still going to that party tonight?"

"You are?" she took another long drag wasting the cigerette completely.

There was silence before she spoke again

"Good. Still need a date?"

Derek stared across the room blankly, apparently deep in thought. "I need to get some air," he said after a song pause. He stood up and walked out of the house sullenly.

Allor sighed. "Wait up." she said. She followed and handed him her cell. "It's a busy signal. I called myself. I was just joking." she told him.