Not so wanted(pafp)

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    Alice Rose wasn't wanted anywhere. She never has been wanted. Living in the city is hard when you hate people. She lives where ever she can. She has no family. And she lives alone. She is an outcast and has no friends. Going to a new school in California is way harder than she thought. She is 18 and going into senior year. ill this year be different from the other years. Will she make friends and let people into her life. Or will she shut everyone out and push them away like years before.


    ooc: I will post more..... I need a boy to befriend her and earn her trust. Then they may or may not fall in love....

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    Name: Daniel Lahey
    Age: 18
    Grade: senioe(12th)
    Personality: he is kind and generous to those he finds worthy of his kindness and respect, at his worst he is cruel and dangerous.
    Appearance:

    ooc: accepted. :) Thank you so much for signing up. We will start on the first day of school. If that's all good with you?

    Alice Rose~~


    I walk into the school and keep my gaze down and off of the other kids in the hall. I don't like other people. They don't like me. That's just how my life is. People think I'm an outcast. They don't talk to me. And I am fine with that. I really don't care if they talk to me or not. I would rather they not if anything.


    I walk to my locker and quickly open it. I put my stuff I don't need into it and then slam it a bit harder than needed. People whisper and move away from me. Exactly what I wanted. I don't like other people around me. I like my personal space. And being in high school meant a lot of kids that where usually too close to me.

    Daniel got out of the car, grabbing his backpack, and pulling it over one shoulder, he shut the car door. He watched the car drive off then took a couple steps back then turned, walking up to the school. Daniel opened the doors to the school, walking inside, he slowed down in the hallway his locker was in, finally stopping at his locker. Daniel turned, putting the combination in then opening the locker, putting his backpack on the hook then taking out a couple books. He shut the locker, then turned, walking down the hallway. He was dodging most of the people then accidentally bumped into Alice he stumbled slightly 'Im so sorry didnt mean for that to happen' he rubbed his neck with his free hand, looking at the girl


    [always start with a pretty big paragraph]

    ooc: The more writing the better it is.... :) For the most part


    ic:


    Alice~~


    I am walking for my first class and some guy just runs into me. This irritates me and surprises me at the same time because I don't like contact. He says he didn't mean for that to happen and I hope he didn't run into me on purpose.


    I collect myself and look up at him. My dark blue eyes look at him and my black hair falls over my shoulders. I am wearing jeans and a black hoody.


    "Its fine."


    I mutter to him and shrug it off..

    Daniel looked at her another moment, shuffling through his books then brushing past her. Idiot he told himself, shaking his head and looking down at his feet. Daniel turned a corner, walking into his first class's room. Daniel went to the back corner, right next to the window. Slumping down in his seat then setting his books down on the desk, opening up the textbook then his notebook as well, Daniel began to doodle in the notebook.

    I feel bad only for a second at being so rude. But I get over myself and check the schedule again. I turn and head after the way he walked. I went into the same class. I stepped in and I could tell by the looks people where already labeling me and whispering about me. Like I cared. The only seat open was, lucky me, next to the boy who ran into me earlier.


    I head for the seat and set my stuff down. Then I sit down and cast a dark blue glance at him. I let my hair fall over my shoulders again and I hide my hands and everything else above it in my hoody sleeves. Which are longer on purpose.

    Daniel looks over at her, right next to him. Perfect.... Oh goodies Daniel looked away. didnt mean to bump into her... She had to be rude about it Daniel sighed then stared at his books, stopping his doodles and just sitting there.

    "Don't take it personally."


    I mutter for the boy next to me to hear. I don't want him to think I'm a complete jerk. I have manners. I just don't like people.

    already did Daniel thinks to himself, not really wanting to get on her bad side... Or anyone's that is, he deals with enough at home either way. Daniel looks over at her, looking at her up and down then turning his gaze onto his books, he began to just doodle again.

    "Hey, kid listen alright..." I trail off as I even out my tone and make it lighter so it doesn't sound rude or anything. "I didn't mean it. I just am not a big people person..." I say to him carefully and flip my gaze to him again. My dark blue eyes watch him and I watch for a reaction.

    'my name isnt ''kid'' ... you got that?' Daniel looked over at her again, 'I have a name .. just like you and everyone in this room, i'd prefer being called 'Daniel' rather than 'kid'' He set his pencil down, turning in his seat to face her 'Yeah ... but you just met me, you couldve been nicer to start with'

    Alice~


    I look at him as he explains he has a name. Well, of course he has a name. Everyone does. I even have a name. Though I am not much of a person to have a name.


    He states his name is Daniel and then he says I could have been nicer because I just met him. I look down and think for a second.


    "Well, life could have been nicer to me all these years. But it wasn't."

    'Yeah ... but you never think of anyone else's life...' Daniel stares at her another moment then goes back to his doodling, he begins to just draw a tree, it was bare, or maybe just dead, it had no leaves or blossoms. Dead... he told himself, staring down at his rough-sketch, beginning to draw more detail. 'Life is always going to be hard' he said, still looking at his drawing.

    "Why should I think about others when all they do is leave and forget...." I say to him gently. My tone breaks slightly as I fight to push the memories back away from my mind. I didn't want to remember. Not now, not ever.

    Daniel stared at her, looking down at the floor then turning back in his desk. He looked over at her, only turning his head 'would you tell me what happened to you?' he asked, closing his notebook.

    "I've got no one there for me. No family. No money. Nothing. Simple as that..." My sentence drops off at the end because I don't like talking to other people.