Bulletproof Love (Teenage boy needed! xP )

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  • Two gray moving vans pulled up to the blue, overly-decorated house. A young girl about seventeen jumped out of the large truck leading the vans and brushed her brown hair over her shoulder, the electric blue tips brushing down her back. As she scanned the cheerful green grass, she plucked a spall orange as black caterpillar from a jar in her hands and set it on a rosemary bush by the door. Go on. You might have more fun here than me, she thought to herself broodingly as it inched out of sight.
    The new house they had bought was theirs now; that meant Dakoda had as much drawing space as she wanted. No rules against painting her room. It was obvious she was eager by the drawing that stained her skin up to her shoulder. She would be done decorating at least half of a wall, or so she estimated. Math wasn't really her thing unless it required her finding how much she could use her drawing skills.
    Someone bumped her from behind, and her dad smiled sadly. He knew she wasn't happy about the move. Especially since the had missed the Pierce The Veil concert she had been dying to see.
    "Cut it out, Dad," she grumbled, pulling her black "Mayday Parade" tanktop down farther. Sadness flickered in his eyes before he sighed and walked inside. Ever since her mother's death, she had been closed off to her father, and he hated it.
    With a stubborn roll of her eyes, she grabbed a box and walked down the sidewalk to her new home.


    PLOT
    The basic is that this girl named Dakoda (A.K.A Koda or Kodi) moves to a new house at the beginning of summer break and she meets this guy and he starts liking her and she likes him back and she tries to push him away so she doesn't get hurt, and then he starts ignoring her and yeah. What happens after that happens, I guess. So, go posting!
    By the way, here's Koda, but Koda has electric blue tips.

  • Luke was walking home along the Same sidewalk Dakoda was walking on he sighed as he wasn't looking where he was going and bumped into some one


  • She dropped the box, hissing in pain as the books inside slammed down onto her foot. She quickly gathered them up, checking each one was individually okay. If even one had been damaged...
    "Watch where you're going, genius," she growled as she lifted the box back into her hands. Looking up at him, she narrowed her eyes. Thinking he must have lived in the area, she sighed and set down her box yet again.
    "Look, I'm sorry. I'm Koda." She extended her hand and half smiled. Maybe she could actually get some friends here if she wasn't too snappy.

  • He jumped back alittle bit by surprise "sorry" he said looking at the ground for what felt like forever he looked up and saw her holding out her hand. He looked at her and made a half smile as well " my name's Luke

  • She raised an eyebrow, dropping her hand awkwardly.
    "Alrighty then. Well, it's nice to meet you," she mumbled before handing the box off to a burly man in a U-Haul shirt. She watched as he carried it inside before turning back to Luke.

  • She shrugged, smirking. Neither was she, but at least she could be polite enough to shake someone's hand.
    "Whatever. It's alright." She smiled and rubbed her shoulder, black ink rubbing off onto her hand. Not noticing, she looked around. "So where do you live? I'm just moving in here." She tugged at a loose string at the bottom of her black shorts and avoided Luke's eyes.

  • Not far from here just about a block" he said as he looked at the ground


    Ooc sorry I'm not really a semi advance rper

  • OOC: Lol, it's okay. :P


    IC: She nodded and looked back at her new house.
    "Well, I kinda need some help with boxes, would you mind helping out a bit?" She smiled happily. Even if he wasn't too touchy, he could be a sweet neighbor and help her...

  • He shrugged "sure why not" he said as he looked at her "where should I start


    Ooc btw I loves minecraft

  • OOC: Then you're awesome :3


    IC: She grinned and pointed to a large box labeled in black pen "Kodi's Drawings". Hopefully it wasn't too heavy for him.
    "Just take that and follow me," she said before grabbing another box and walking into the house.

  • He nodded as he walked over to it and picked it up with ease. it may not look like it but luke is a pretty strong guy. He then followed kodi inside the house

  • She reached her arm out, opening a dark blue door in the hall, and began ascending the stairs to the attic.
    "It's just up here. It's the attic, but it's even bigger than the master bedroom. The bedroom I would originally have is gonna be my dads study." She set down the box and leaned against the wall. Quickly pulling a black pen from her black Converse high-top, she began silently drawing a large rosé that scaled from the low ceiling to the floor.

  • He followed he as he looked around then set the box down and looked at her, when he saw the rose he smiled "hey your pretty good

  • Remembering where she was, she instantly stopped and put the pen away. She always felt like she was being judged when someone watched when she was drawing.
    "Oh, thanks..."

  • Dakoda turned away, a red blush rising into her cheeks. For once, she was desperately embarrassed because of her drawings. She looked back, staring at the drawings of dragons and other strange creatures that resides in the piled pages in the box.

  • He smiled as he took one out and looked at it for a second "your the best drawer I've ever seen you could enter in the art contest that's going on near by

  • "I couldn't. I'm way too shy." She smiled and began drawing the rose again, extending leves and thorns along the wall.

  • Come on this stuffs great you've got it down to the smallest detail