I can scream your name and yet you dont hear me(PAFP-Semi Advanced)

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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.


    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.

    occ: Um, okay I like the plot...but I don't really roleplay pervy or abusive guys.. :/

    occ: alright, oh and I also can't get a pic at the moment because I am on a mobile device..


    Here's a little about him though.


    Name: Adam syla


    Age: 19


    Appearance: Adam has short dark brown hair, pale blue eyes and olive-toned skin.


    Personality: Well...He is actually very kind and caring, and gentle as well. Except he had one flaw that he cannot control. He loses his temper way to easily and he will do anything without thinking, but he regrets it for a while after the situation is over.

    occ: haha k, coolishness


    Adam woke up around 4:00am, yes, he was quite an early riser. But he had a reason to be waking up at thi hour. It was his first day of collage. He was actually very excited. He tossed the blanket aside and stretched. He looked out his window, the sun had not risen yet, but he knew it would soon. He yawned and stumbled out of bed, he glanced at himself in his wall mirror and ran a hand through his hair. He proceeded to normal morning tasks. Taking a shower, getting dressed, eating, and brushing his teeth. After he was finished with all of this he made sure he didn't forget anything and said his last goodbyes to his parents.


    Adam sighed as he worked out his dorm situations and filled out certain papers. He grabbed his suitcase, and his laptop case and headed towards his room. He looked at all the numbers on the doors and finally found his. He opened the door and walked in.

    As the door open Kris freaked out and dropped her KitKat on the ground. She usually didn't get scared, but she had benn expecting a girl and when a good looking boy walked through she had to freak out. A guy?! She was rooming with a guy?! She was only good with guys on the playing feild/court, anywhere else and you may of well fed her to lions.

    Adam's jaw dropped as he stared at the girl standing in the room. "Whaa-.." He trailed off, as he stared at her in disbelief. "Um I think there has been some mistake.." He said quietly an set his bags down. He sighed and looked down at the piece of paper he was holding. This was definitly his room.

    "Mine says room 201A," repleid Kris her eyes still adjusting to the male infront of her. She tok his paper and read it then gave both of theirs to him. "There's no miistake..." Her voice had a hint of fear and was struck with a dash of exitment. Kris could not talk to guys unless she was threatening them and that usually didn't end up well. She was put in jail once for hurting a boy her age...It was only for a few hours but her whole town knew about it. He had threatened her thouhg. Said very disrespectful things, Kris had the right...

    "Why in the world would they put a girl and a boy in the same room..? It doesn't make sense." He added and sighed. He looked down at his luggage and shrugged. "Well, if that's the way it has to be then oh well.." He grabbed his laptop bag and took it over to the desk. He placed it on the surface of the desk then looked at the girl. "Have you picked your bed yet?" He asked.

    "Well not really, but umm..." Kris cuts herself short afraid he'll say no or will go off on her. She plops down on the floor and sighs silently. Then summing up just an ounce of courage she says, "You can choose first..." Her orange hair falls into her face and the blue in her eyes seems to sparkle a little bit. 'A boy as a room mate,' she thinks, 'I guess this could be fun...'

    He slightly shook his head. "Nope, ladies first.." He said quietly, a small smile working its way on his lips. He grabbed his suitcase and set it down in front of one of the dressers.

    Kris blushes and points to the one next to the window, "Me and Blue here like to watch what goes on around us." The puppy cocked his earss at his name and yipped exitedly. Kris threw the ball for him a coupl times and stuttered, "My name's uhmm Kris Burns..." She put emphasis on Burns. She prefered her last name since it described her spirit. The feirceness of her heart and the fire of her hair. She had never told anyone though...

    "Oh, nice to meet you Burns.." Adam said quietly as he took out his laptop and set it on the desk. He grabbed his suit case and opened it up to start unpacking. "Oh, by the way my name is Adam.."

    Kris smiled shyly at him and jumped on the bed, "Nice to meet you Adam, you don't mind pitbulls right? Cause we might have a problem if you do." She holds Blue next to her face and says, "Cause you've got two in the room with you."

    "Eh, nope, I don't mind them at all..But two?" He questioned and glanced at her. "I only see one for that matter.." He said and continue unpacking his things.

    Burns raised an eyebrow, "Well I guess you don't know me so of course you wouldn't understand. I'm loyal, trustworthy, sweet, and caring until you mess with my friends and family and thats when I fight until the opponent gives in..." She looks Adam in the eyes. This was her way of explaing who she was, she had no other way.

    Adam laughed softly and nodded. "Oh I see.." He said and set things in the drawer. He took out a picture of his little sister and placed it on the surface of the dresser.