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scott carigan
☠ funny ☠ charming ☠ omega ☠ hopeless romantic ☠ plays lacrosse ☠ swim team captain ☠

so what kind of plot were you maybe thinking about?

[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 100px; height: 110px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 8pt; color: black;]that sounds awesome! do you wanna start, or do you want me to?[/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 150px; height: 110px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 8pt; color: black;]scott slammed his fist down on his alarm clock, turning it off. he slowly sat up and rubbed the heals of his hands into his eyes to rub the sleep out of them. he ran a hand through his thick, dark hair and pushed himself out of bed. he threw on a pair of jeans, a black shirt and a red and black flannel. he grabbed his back pack and ran down stairs, noticing that school started in ten minutes. and he lived around fifteen minutes away from the the school. his dad attempted to talk to him on the way out but after throwing on his black converse, he'd ran out the door.
he literally sprinted to school, almost completely running out of breath by the time he got there. his best friend, stiles was standing at the doors. he saw scott and stopped his treck into the school. scott caught up to him and explained why he had to run to school.
"scott. you're a werewolf. if you left ten minutes before school starts, and you sprint, you get to school nine minutes before it starts." stiles stated the obvious.
"ah sh*t." scott was still fairly new at the whole werewolf thing. he'd only been turned about two months ago. they walked into the school and headed to their shared first period, english.
[my first post is always really long lol. and btw, she should be in their english class. and i gave him a bit of background] [/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 150px; height: 110px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 8pt; color: black;]stiles began to ramble on to the new girl, a cute, long legged blonde girl. she sat in the middle of stiles and scott. scott rolled his eyes, then looked over at stiles.
"slow down, bud. it's her first day, you're going to scare the poor girl." he remarked. he could see color run into her cheeks. "i'm scott, by the way." he introduced himself.
she was quite pretty. with long blonde hair, and bright blue eyes. her body was mostly limbs, she would probably be quite a fast runner. scott didn't even know this girl's name but he already could tell she was sweet. [/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 150px; height: 110px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 8pt; color: black;]bailee. what a lovely name. it fit her perfectly. as she pushed her hair out of her face, and it drove me pretty much crazy. when girls play with their hair, it's so adorable. i lean back into my seat, sinking into it as our teacher, mr. gussion. he was a good teacher. well, not really. you could learn from him, but he's so boring. he looks up, at bailee.
"oh good. you've found your way to scott. you two have identical schedules." he stated, before starting the lesson. but my mind is wandering all ready. at least until next year, i'm going to be spending at least six and a half hours a day with her. and i am fine with that. [/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 150px; height: 110px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 8pt; color: black;]i roll my eyes, exaggeratedly at stiles as i stand from my seat. i grab my backpack, since i didn't have time to drop off my book at my locker this morning, i have it with me.
"since you have the same schedule as me, you've got math next." i say, directed to bailee, with a smile. we part ways with stiles, he has world history next. our schedule is english, math, french, lunch and music [i'm making him play the cello bc my boyfriend plays the cello.] are both in the same period, then world history and chemistry. "my locker's on the way to math, is it cool if we stop there first?" i ask, as we begin walking down the hallway.[/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=transparent; bordercolor=transparent; width: 150px; height: 110px; overflow: auto; text-align: justify; font-family: trebuchet ms; font-size: 8pt; color: black;]"okay, cool." i turn the corner, and look back to make sure bailee was following me. i didn't even remember speeding up. i slowed back down to let her catch up, then stopped all together. i walked up to my locker, and shoved everything inside accept my binder and math text book. i didn't need my binder for math but i did for french. this way i wouldn't have to come back in between classes.
there was four minutes until the bell rang by the time we reached class. i slid into a seat that had a empty seat beside it. i gestured for her to sit in the seat next to me with a smile.
"have you taken french before?" i inquire trying to start a conversation. [/fancypost]
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