brooklyn, brooklyn // boy needed- semi adv.- pafp // take me in

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[b]plot&&
Muse A lives with a beating heart, daddy issues, and the tendency to get in fights anywhere she can. She's a girl with too many bloody knuckles and scraped knees all because boys don't know how to treat girls right. Muse A is always fighting and standing up for others and herself, having only a single mother who works three jobs to keep their rundown apartment and food on the table. Muse B is a healthy boy, eldest to three sisters and two successful parents. He's charming, popular, and a bad boy jock, who's a few years older than Muse A. Muse A meets Muse B with fists flying when one of his buddies just so happens to rub her the wrong way. Muse B becomes infatuated with the tiny sophomore who's delicate hands break boy's jaws and make the most beautiful art. After that fight, Muse A is near being suspended but their Headmaster offers a compromise: Muse A must have Muse B as her bodyguard for the rest of the school year to keep her from getting into anymore fights. Muse A is forced to take the offer and now is stuck with Muse B. At first, it's rough with Muse A hating spending every moment at school with the popular Muse B but the two soon become friends. Muse B's infatuation for Muse A only grows bigger and soon he's pining after the tiny sophomore with bruised knuckles and a fiery attitude.

rules&&
-I will be playing Muse A and you will be Muse B
-Muse B is either a junior or a senior, up to you
-PLEASE BE ACTIVE, I cannot stress this enough, I have like the highest activity ever and will bump the thread after a few days unless you tell me you will be busy. I hate when people aren't active and I have to wait around
-please also be semi adv. Five detailed sentences with correct punctuation and grammar at the least.
-I prefer your character not look like a punk, with dyed hair and a lot of piercings, tattoos are okay, but it just fits the character better if he doesn't look like Gerard Way (btw I have nothing against the way he looks or people who have a similar style to the way he looks)
-cussing is allowed
-use a fancy post please with his name, age, and maybe a few traits
-last of all, don't be scared to throw out other plot ideas that add to the thread! I love angst and the more there is, the better it is

p.s. we'll be starting where the fight happens with your character's friend.

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[i]September 16th, fourth period lunch&&

The petite femme sat with her ankle boots propped on the stone ledge, grass stained her palms from where they grounded the blonde. Her long wavy licks of hair sprawled across her back and hung at her sides as she watched the other students in the outside cafeteria. It was a nice day so they kept the tables outside in the courtyard, allowing everyone the choice of either inside or outside seating. Most chose outside.
Maya's lunch, alike many other teens', was no where to be found. She didn't eat lunch at school, she never did, never had. Next to her sat her best friend, Lily, who had her face in a book while she chewed happily at a healthy lunch. Maya eyed the shiny red apple that Lily had sitting on the little lunch tray she borrowed. No, she'd buy some fries on the way home.
The blonde went back to people watching, her bright blue eyes landing on the four tables that made up the football team. A large boy was chugging what looked to be his third water bottle while his friends egged him on. Maya rolled her eyes, stupid boys, he's gonna throw up water. she thought bitterly. Suddenly she was brought out of her thoughts when a screech erupted beside her.
Maya's head whipped to see that Lily and her book were now covered in Greek yogurt, and infront of her stood one of the most popular receivers on the football team who was bellowing out evil laughter. The petite blonde immediately glared at the laughing teen. "Hey! What the hell was that for, ya jerk?" She snipped, eyebrows furrowing. "It's none of your business pipsqueak." The jock snorted, crossing his strong arms over his chest.
Maya immediately jumped up, standing on the stone ledge which made her five foot stature only just a centimeter taller than him, even with her heels. She snatched him by the shirt and brought him close to her face, growling. "It's my business, punk, she's my friend and if you mess with her, you mess with me." The blonde nodded as she spoke, hoping he'd get the message. "It's none of your business pipsqueak!" He repeated, a smirk forming on his face.
"Call me 'pipsqueak' again." Maya challenged. She knew her mother would be dissapointed if she found out she'd gotten in another fight with a boy two times her size.
The jock's smirk widened. "Pip. Squeak." He annunciated the word with his thick Jersey accent. Then her tiny fist was colliding with his nose, hard.
The Jersey jock stumbled back, clutching his bleeding nose. Maya shook out her hand, wincing at the sting, but was soon getting into a fighting stance, tiny fists clenched into balls. A few jocks rushed over, including a quite popular face amongst the ladies. Maya ignored them and tried to focus on the advancing six foot pile of meat. He launched himself at her but she moved, kicking him in the chest in the process which caused him to fly back into the most popular boy's arms and Headmaster Williams to grab Maya by the back of the shirt.
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Maya's head jerked towards the blonde jock, her clear blue eyes narrowing. She didn't need his help, she could handle Headmaster Arthur Williams. The tiny blonde girl glared defiantly at the popular boy. "Oh is that so Mr. Lockwood? Because what I saw was Miss Evans kicking your friend." Headmaster Williams didn't let go of Maya who was obviously uncomfortable with how he was holding her shirt.
"He poured yogurt on Lily!" Maya threw her right hand up, now bleeding after her scabs had been ripped open. "That doesn't mean you punch someone!" The headmaster exclaimed, looking over his glasses at her with exhausted brown eyes. "Oh, but it does when that dick calls me 'pipsqueak'!" The feisty blonde huffed, glaring at the jock who had tried standing up for her. "Maya!" Lily scolded her for her language, wiping yogurt out of her long brown hair.
"Miss Evans, Mr. Lockwood, to my office now. I'll deal with your friend once he's out of the nurse's office." Headmaster Williams said, obviously done with what was going on. Maya huffed loudly and hopped down from the stone ledge, now extremely shorter than everyone around her, including the short headmaster. "This will be fun, won't it Arthur?" She snarled, arms crossed as she pushed past the tall blonde jock.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: none; height: 0px; width: 350px; font-size: 5pt; font-family: Georgia; text-transform: uppercase; color: black; text-align: center; line-height: 1px;]TEMPLATE ©BOKEH | BEWARE OF HIDDEN SCROLLIE | #BOKEHFANCY[/fancypost]

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The blonde walked alongside the senior, checking her knuckles as the blood started to cake on her pale skin. She knew her cheeks were flushed a pretty pink from the fight, and her long blonde locks were messy. Her pink lips were also bitten from her gnawing on them as she walked down the hall to Headmaster Williams office. Maya felt bad for giving the old man this muchcto deal with everyday but she was sure it gave him something exciting to do.
Maya wasn't as upset about getting in trouble, she did it a lot. Headmaster Williams' office was like a second home for her. The petite blonde was in his office almost everyday whether it was because she started a fight with a fellow student or with her teacher. She was upset though because of this stupid popular kid. What did he have to do with anything? He just witnessed it. Maya huffed, tucking her arms closer to her chest with a permanent scowl on her plush lips.
When the very large blonde teen leaned down to whisper to her, she turned her head and gave him an icy glare. He looked smug after he muttered those words and Maya snorted. "Do you always accuse girls of getting you in trouble to get them to suck your," Maya glanced down at his crotch with a judging look, "[i]dıck or are you just an attention whore?" Maya sassed, raising an eyebrow before dropping the brighter expression, replacing it with a challenging look. She wanted him to say something, the adrenaline from the fight was still pumping through her veins.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: none; height: 0px; width: 350px; font-size: 5pt; font-family: Georgia; text-transform: uppercase; color: black; text-align: center; line-height: 1px;]TEMPLATE ©BOKEH | BEWARE OF HIDDEN SCROLLIE | #BOKEHFANCY[/fancypost]

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Maya didn't like the way he was so calm. She hated it, made her wanna clench her tiny fists and make his pretty face an ugly one. The petite blonde clenched her fists at her sides not even bothering to wince when the opened skin stretched and more blood dribbled out. She smirked up at him as she felt the urge to laugh as she imagined nerdy virgins walking into the library to see the line of girls getting ready for their after-school snack.
Maya snorted and turned to face him completely, slowing her purposeful strut. "Sorry, sweetheart," Maya fully stopped and snatched the front of his shirt, yanking him down to her level. She glanced at his lips and fluttered her eyelashes to add to the affect. "But I like [i]real big boys and I'm afraid you're not packing enough." Maya nodded, pouting her lips slightly as she glanced down at his crotch and back at his face again with faux innocence in her bright blue eyes.
Maya let go of his shirt and gave him a sarcastic wink before strutting after Headmaster Williams who was almost at the front office. The blonde gave Williams an innocent look when he turned to give them a suspicious look. Her face dropped the moment he turned back around and she was reminded of the pain in her hand as the adrenaline slowly started to drift away. Maya thought of Lily and then of pretty boy, how in the world could anyone really stand him? How could any girl want to be Mrs. Lockwood on this stupid school? Maya just didn't understand it at all as she flung her long curls over her shoulder, wincing as her bloody knuckles got caught on strands of hair. "shit." she hissed to herself, checking her knuckles yet again.

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-*-Oh yes! We can also do the party thing. That's be fun.

Maya ignored his obvious threat as she trailed in after him, her eyes glued to her knuckles. Williams watched the two, sitting calm and exhausted at his desk. The petite blonde jumped right into her seat, getting comfortable and also sticking her feet up on the corner of his large desk. Williams glared at her but didn't say anything. As Daniel leaned over to offer help for her knuckles, Maya stared at him with furrowed eyebrows. This guy didn't even know her and he was offering to help her for a second time today. Just as Maya was going to respond, Williams cleared his throat and straightened up in his seat.
"I should have called your mother, Maya, I should be suspending you for fighting someone for the [i]third time this week." Headmaster Williams launched right into it, his old eyes staring at the girl who's face paled. She looked a little sick as she thought about how her mother would react. Her mother would be so disappointed. Maya actually bit her tongue this time and stared daggers at her thighs.
Williams frowned at her reaction and turned his head towards Daniel, "Daniel, you're not in trouble. I actually need you for a big favor that involves little Miss Maya Evans right there." Maya's eyes snapped up and she furrowed her eyebrows at him. "Since, I don't have the balls to expell you, I've come up with a compromise. Daniel, he will become your new personal body guard who's main job is to keep you out of fights." Williams smiled, looking proud of himself.
Maya's eyes bulged out of her head and jumped up, standing right infront of his desk with furrowing brows. "Arthur, please don't do this. Let be anyone but him, I have a friend named Lucas, he knows how to handle me!" The petite blonde protested. Williams shook his head, "Maya, you and Lucas would both end up getting in fights and that's just mean expelling two of my top sophomores." He turned to look around Maya at Daniel. "You can either say yes or no, if no then Maya will be expelled, if yes then you'll be required to stay with her throughout the entire school day. If you're late walking her to classes or something involving Maya you'd have a free pass. When school ends, you'll walk her off campus and that'll be the end of it." Williams explained and Maya's eyes widened. "Arthur! Please, Lucas won't fight anyone, Lucas is cool, he's dated Lily and she's softened him up! He's perfect for the job!" The blonde exclaimed. "Lucas came in yesterday with a bloody nose and refused to tell me what happened." Williams pointed out to her, arms crossing over his chest. Maya looked innocently guilty and she held her hands behind her back, looking anywhere but him. "Maya! He's your friend!" Williams gasped and Maya giggled slightly at his reaction. "He called me a Shortstack of Buttermilk Pancakes!" Maya exclaimed, hands landing on her hips.
Williams gave her a type of glare before looking back at Daniel. "You'd also start today." The headmaster added as Maya flopped herself on the desk, kicking her feet a little bit. She gave Daniel a glare, hoping it'd make him not want to do it. Hoping she'd be freed from him and put under someone else's watch or she'd have to go home and face defeat when her mother managed to get home. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=white; border: none; height: 0px; width: 350px; font-size: 5pt; font-family: Georgia; text-transform: uppercase; color: black; text-align: center; line-height: 1px;]TEMPLATE ©BOKEH | BEWARE OF HIDDEN SCROLLIE | #BOKEHFANCY[/fancypost]

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Headmaster Williams smiled at Daniel while Maya all but roared out in protest. She could not handle having someone standing over her eight hours for five days a week. Maya would rather have anyone [i]but Daniel be her supervisor. The blonde glared at Daniel as the man behind the desk gently pushed her off the desk. "I'm not worried about you eating her, I'm worried about the other way around." The headmaster chuckled to himself as he signed their late slips. "And yes, you'll be with her from start to finish of the school day." Williams clarified and Maya turned on him, huffing her hair out of her face.
"I'd rather be expelled." The firecracker spoke confidently with a dollop of challenge. Her eyes were determined and she stood locked in place as she stared at her superior. "I'm not expelling you Maya, you're too good of a student to have that on your record. Plus, you have to think about your family." Headmaster Williams said in a calm, almost sad tone. Maya's eyes darkened with anger. "What family?" She growled, snatching her late slip. She stormed out, making it clear that she wasn't going to come back unless physically they knocked her out and tied her with metal chains to a chair. Headmaster Williams sighed, glancing at the open office door before looking at Daniel with the slip in his outstretched hand. "You might want to start with this tomorrow." He recommended but after seeing the smirks that Daniel wore, he might not take his advice. "Have a nice day, Mr. Lockwood."
Maya was storming purposefully down the hall, hands clenching and unclenching into fists. Her cheeks were slightly red and now her right hand was bleeding, the blood slowly dripping from her fingertips. She knew she was supposed to be going to class where she'd find Lucas and Isaiah and tell them all about how she knocked that big senior on his ass. But she wasn't feeling up to bragging to those two idiots, so instead she was going to the art room. Maya's legs ached by the time she made it down the hall to the art room, her teeth clenched tight as she stares at her bloody hand. Maybe she shouldn't have punched, and dented, that locker.
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Maya stopped when Daniel jumped infront of her, her hand still outstretched to grab the doorknob. She was face to face with his chest and had to look up to meet his eyes. Maya rolled her eyes at what he said, stepping back a bit, not liking the little bit of warmth she felt from his body. "I'm not the Hulk, Goldilocks, he turns big and green and is more timid than I am when in human form." Maya corrected him, rolling her pretty blues. She ignored the childish comment but it did rile her up.
When he gestured to her dripping blood, she glanced at it quickly before looking back at him. Now that she was really thinking about it, the pain she felt in her hand was extreme. She'd punched a brick wall before and this was worse. Maya gripped her wrist and glanced up at Daniel. "Fine. You can fix it up and we can set ground rules." The blonde huffed, grabbing the front of his shirt and dragged him into the art room.
Her art teacher was on break so the classroom was empty. Maya dragged the large boy towards the little office, letting go of his shirt and stepping in. She knew her teacher kept a well packed first aid kit around, just for Maya when things like this happen. Maya ducked under the desk, all but disappearing but her back side, and snatched up the first aid kit. She stood up straight and knocked her head against the underside of the desk with a shout. "Shit!"
Maya stood up straight, rubbing her head and glaring at Daniel in a warning. She didn't say anything though and squeezed past him out into the classroom again. Maya ignored his warmth yet again. The sophomore walked over to a sink, cleaned off a spot next to it, and hauled herself up. She plopped down and blew a strand of hair out of her face, licking over her bottom lip, and then looking up at Daniel. "Come on, I'm bleeding out Goldilocks." Maya gestured to the hand she was now holding over the sink with a slightly less hostile smile.
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Maya was not about to make casual conversation with Daniel. He didn't need to know what a "normal" day was for her because their following days would be filled with unfamiliarity and her most likely having the highest streaks to punch something. Maya roles her eyes as he bandaged her hand, her gaze falling on the familiar paintings around the room. They were all calming and a sudden realization hit her. She wouldn't be able to enjoy this room after school anymore considering this hunk of blonde hair and meat was gonna be following her around like a fucking guard dog. This immediately put a damper on her mood. She frowned at the paintings and mentally punched Daniel for existing. Daniel made his stupid innuendo and Maya snorted in disgust, rolling her eyes.
Maya found herself playing with a strand of her hair, twisting it and flicking it across the pad of her thumb. She wrapped the piece of hair around her face, just above her lip, in a makeshift mustache. Her own smell of citrus distracted her from the feel of Daniel's hands on hers.
Once he let go, Maya brought her hand back and inspected the wrapping. She eyed it before shrugged in response. "Eh." Was all she said to him but continued to mutter under her breath, "Lucas could do better." Maya seriously wasn't over having to be stuck with this senior. She'd rather be with her Native Texan best friend. The blonde jumped down from the counter and packed up the kit. She quickly put it up before stepping out of the office into the main classroom, hands on her hips. "Onto ground rules," she announced, "number one, do not ask about personal things. We're not friends or ever will be friends." Maya stated, strutting towards her normal work station in the room and checking out the paints that were set up for the next class. She glanced up as she continued speaking, "Second, no more lame innuendos. Jeez, it's bad enough I already have to deal with looking at you, having to know you're just as desperate as you look is just sad." Maya snorted, a challenging glint in her sparkling eyes.
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