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    They call me the stupid one. The one to stay away from the popular boy. They one to stick to riding dirt bikes and blowing things up, and sure I do that stuff but I want the pretty girl life sometimes too...


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    And the truth is I'm the girl that they're afraid of. I intimidate them...


    Kris threw her suitcase in the dorm. This was some new college she got a scholarship for in Alaska and sure it was nice, but did she seriously have to go through with it? Now Kris wasn't your average girl either. She didn't get embarsed easily, and absolutly loved to get down and dirty. Her idea for fun is riding dirtbikes, hunting, and blowing things up. It wasnt totaly her fault she was raised in an male dominated family. Her mother had deid from cancer when she was two.


    Now she was in the new dorm reading about the military and eating a kitkat. She heard the door open and looked to the side relizing it must be her roomate. Then HE walked through.



    Can you please make your charrie alittle on the perverted side?Also introduce and give me a pic of your charrie!

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    Jason was a handsome guy but ever so slightly pervy. He normally had a few girls with a crush on him and sometimes even a few boys. Jason was slightly above average height and quite muscular. He has dark stylish hair that matches his dark eyes. He was quite sporty but not that smart to be honest. He enjoys athletics and football.


    Jason walked in, he froze slightly when he saw her. He had a girl roommate? He broke into a smile. cool. "Hey pretty" he said softly with a wink. He sat down on his bed dumping his bag next to him, he watched her with dark twinkling eyes, he ran a hand through his stylish hair and smiled.

    "If this is a joke be warned I will hurt you," she growled standing up. Her cold neon blue orbs filled with a burning fire. "How'd you get the keys to this room?" Her voice was angry, and meanier than usual too. It was obvious this guy was going to be alot of fun, and alot of trouble, but first Kris wanted to find out what he was doing here.

    He noticed her anger but that made him smile more, feisty he though. "Errr....this is my dorm" he answered arching an eyebrow. "Why are you here" he asked leaning ever so slightly closer "does this mean your my roommate?" Jason watched her with eyes that seemed to be made of darkness, they twinkled with glee and mischief.

    Her eyes were so bright it was like light and darkness wass trying to fight for power in this small room. Rollign those pretty blue eyes she stood tall and took a few steps foward. "You may be my roomate but if you do anything funny I promise to break your jaw." It was a promise. Kris was the girl who didn't get in fights with other girls, no she was put in jail for a few hours because of how badly she hurt one jock who had disrespected her. And anyone that lived in this small town knew her name.

    He nodded but seemed amused "I believe you" he told her and gave her another wink, he didn't turn away though, he watched her with a slightly new respect. He had heard about the jock but hasn't realised it was her until then. He ran a hand through his dark hair as his eyes glittered. "I'm Jason by the way" he told her softly.

    Taking his hand in hers she nodded and said, "Kris Burns," but she made sure to emphasize Burns. That's what she wanted to be called. Burns described her more. Turning around she muttered, "Our bathroom has clear walls and there's nothing to seperate me and Jason....He gets to see everything...."Kris's voice was sall and weak as she told herself this but did her best to shake it off and plopped down on the bed. 'He's cute Kris you've got to admit it,' she thought and giggled to herself.


    (I kinda made another plot you can read this thread to understand it better but your character needs to be really pervy/alittle abusive/and Bi-Polar They call me the stupid one. The one to stay away from the popular boy. They one to stick to riding dirt bikes and blowing things up, and sure I do that stuff but I want the pretty girl life sometimes too...


    [img width=510 height=318]http://intricidsalon.com/files…er_www.wall321.com_24.jpg[/img]




    And the truth is I'm the girl that they're afraid of. I intimidate them...


    Plot:Kris was raised by her father and brother. Her dad taugt her military tactics like hand to hand combat and shooting, while her brother taught her sports. She gets scholorships for her sports and ends up rooming with a guy. He needs to be Bi-Polar/abusive/and perverted because while he *cough *cough is only worried about that Kris is only worried about sports. As he abuses her throughout the thread Kris sees something in him and treis her hardest to get the other guy out...the right guy...


    Kris threw her suitcase in the dorm. This was some new college she got a scholarship for in Alaska and sure it was nice, but did she seriously have to go through with it? Now Kris wasn't your average girl either. She didn't get embarsed easily, and absolutly loved to get down and dirty. Her idea for fun is riding dirtbikes, hunting, and blowing things up. It wasnt totaly her fault she was raised in an male dominated family. Her mother had deid from cancer when she was two.


    Kris walked over to the dog cage on the opposite side of the room. A pitbull puppy jumped out liking her face.
    "Settle down Blue," she laughed and set him on the bed next to her.
    She pulled out all of her scholorship letters just to remind her why she was here. Kris had been sent scholorships for almost every sport out ther, but her passion was Football. It sent a rush through your body and helped you cool off.
    Kris sighed once again and thought, "Lets hope one guy here calls me Burns..." It was the nickname she dreamed of. For some reason being called by her last name felt important. Then her head flicked to the side hearing the door open when HE walke through...



    Can you please make your charrie alittle on the perverted side?Also introduce and give me a pic of your charrie!


    I was thinking that maybe my charrie cant stand yours at first because he's really pervy but then she warms up to him.

    (THey're basically the smae thing this is just the plot you should follow and make sure your charrie has those traits!! Plot:Kris was raised by her father and brother. Her dad taugt her military tactics like hand to hand combat and shooting, while her brother taught her sports. She gets scholorships for her sports and ends up rooming with a guy. He needs to be Bi-Polar/abusive/and perverted because while he *cough *cough is only worried about that Kris is only worried about sports. As he abuses her throughout the thread Kris sees something in him and treis her hardest to get the other guy out...the right guy...)