Posts by mcnugget

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 32pt; margin-top: -20px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; color: white; text-shadow: 0px 0px 4px black;]scout mccoy[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt; margin-top: -3px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; color: black; text-transform: uppercase;][b]male ★ seventeen ★ homosexual ★ hotheaded[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; color: white; font-size: 6pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -7px;]school wasn't something many enjoyed nor despised with a fiery passion of seven hells, but scout was one of the few that could say he did hold a deep, burning hatred towards the, in his opinion, f-cked over education system. maybe it was due to the school he attended, how horrific the treatment of the students who attended was, and how things seemed to fly right past the teacher's faces if the children who committed heinous acts came from families of power and money. in honesty in made the male scoff, cry out in utter hilarity at the thought of such pampered individuals. how f-cking lucky were they, to have daddy slipping the faculty a few bucks in attempt to lay off their devilish rascals they dared to call 'pumpkin' or 'sweetheart'. all of it was one monstrous joke to the blonde, but who didn't like to laugh, right? he had his own sense of humor.

oh no, but on the given day in time the prank would step one dot over the line, making the boy back the f-ck up and ask what exactly was happening. ah the day, october fifth to be exact, wasn't going to turn out to be a pleasant one. indeed, it would mark a new beginning of sorts, but also the timer would set for a great deal of trouble, keeping track of every agonizing millisecond that would pass until two boys got over the fact 'hey, maybe i do like him' and sucked it up and engaged in a relationship, but for now, now, now, now they remained complete strangers. the timer was just begging to be pressed, clock eagerly awaiting the moment it was set into motion. strange really, how the world worked. butterfly effects, destiny, fate, whatever you wanted to call it, was all incredibly tricky and complex, difficult to understand, therefore i won't explain it although it was about to abruptly occur.

anyways, the blonde was walking, apathetic to the fact he was running terribly late to one of his classes, chemistry, and instead allowing himself to stride along the hallway with leisure in his step. his chocolate hues half lidded, relishing in the fact that there was a moment of silence among the chaotic day. just the short spurt of quiet eased his frazzled nerves, but soon enough his blissful moment was snatched right out from under him and broken like a child's toy, and he found himself wanting to throw a tantrum just as a toddler would. for there in front of the short adolescent loomed a close-knit group of boys, leering down at him menacingly. trying to frighten him into submission. ha, that was another joke. jokes seemed to be everywhere, so the boy really did assume the world had a broad sense of humor. although, the next few jokes that the group spewed at him made his face twist in agitation, lips peeling back into a snarl of sorts. slurs, jeers, absolutely disgusting comments. one in particular however, set him off.

[b]"who'd you f-ck this week?" justin, the head of festivities, jeered, cackling at the other. his dumb grin made scout's fists ball at his sides as he realized he had an intense urge to sock the freckles right off the soccer star's face, and, although using bad judgement, he figured he'd do just that. boom. butterfly effect again, as soon after his own fist went crashing into justin's face, another's went slamming into his own in retaliation, scout and justin each crumpling to the floor. justin was back on his feet in an instant, but the other laid there in a daze, hand raising to rub at his temples as he used his forearm to prop himself up. god, f-cking, god did he feel stupid. partially due to the fact his brains were knocked right out of his skull, but whatever.

ooc: soRRY I WROTE A LOT SHSHHShshhshSHshshSHSHsHSH[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][align=center][size=5pt][b]TEMPLATE © BOKEH[/size]

[fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 32pt; margin-top: -20px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; color: white; text-shadow: 0px 0px 4px black;]scout mccoy[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; font-family: Georgia; font-size: 7pt; margin-top: -3px; letter-spacing: 3px; text-align: center; color: black; text-transform: uppercase;][b]male ★ seventeen ★ homosexual ★ hotheaded[/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; margin-top: -10px;][hr][/fancypost][fancypost bgcolor=; bordercolor=; borderwidth=0px; width: 405px; color: white; font-size: 6pt; font-family: verdana; text-align: justify; margin-top: -7px;]when the back of your head collides with a solid, pleasant feelings don't usually spark through you like biting pain does. the place of raw collision stung and simultaneously flared with heat, making his fingers drift him his clenched temples to curl into the back of his dirty blonde locks as he took a sharp breath of pain through his teeth. his lungs had ceased to work a moment ago, considering the breath was swiped right from them, so now the teen was just thankful for the fact breaths were pooling in regularly once again, even if they were a bit shallow. he was shallow when it came to most school subjects, so he figured that was alright if his breathing was too. even if it did piss him off.

yet, what made him seethe from where he was propped up in a position of disadvantage, wasn't his choppy breaths, not even the brick with two legs someone glued together and titled 'justin', no, but rather that kind of sylphlike boy, who he couldn't even recall the name of. unsurprisingly, he couldn't remember his own name at the moment, as he'd just gotten his socks knocked off. despite not having two particularly important memories with him at the moment, he happened to recall thinking once or twice before that this kid... his 'savior' was a major suck-up. the blonde was a pretty observant individual, despite never catching the other blonde's name, and his jaw clenched and teeth grit at the cringe-worthy observations he had of the other male. no matter how he attempted to hide, nor where he tried escaping to, iris' of a dull, graying brown would some how wander to the wallflower. not only him obviously, as he had more important people to keep tab on, but occasionally they'd stray. slipping past a crowd of attention seeking preps and jocks to land on those who hid from the public eye, prayed they'd be able to lay low for just one more year in hopes of not being involved in high school drama. yet their precautions and desire to remain unnoticeables were disgustingly selfish to the other, and when he thought that he liked to think he'd just cracked a joke. coming from the sullen mind of a hypocritical asshole as himself, it was a real gut-buster. never had he risked his skin for someone else, as he never cared enough to do so, but seeing those 'goody-goody' kids slip right by the scene of some squirt getting tossed around like a ragdoll made him feel a new sort of bubbling hatred towards the world. how sickening was their facade, it all made him want to retch. preferably on them.

and for some reason, he was still fervently enraged at this upstander currently speeding towards them. finally, one of these kids were coming to the aid of the needy, and no matter that he was furious. scout wanted to tell him to buzz-off right then and there, to mind his own f-cking business, but the words seemed to catch in his dried throat, leaving his jaw to hang slack and eyebrows to knit tightly together, giving him a relatively unattractive expression. not that the grimaces and scowls he commonly adorned were all that dazzling.

his vision was pried from the boy as justin spoke up however, his lean frame twisting to face the approaching individual. justin's own copper tinted luminaries swept over the slighter form of daniel, and the face of shock he'd once worn over his dappled features soon stretched into a prepossessing smile. what the charmer... [b]"oh, hey daniel," he breathed, the prominent reddening mark on his cheek not doing the kid much help. "what's up? i was just," he let his gaze snap back to the other scowling up at him from his seat on the floor, a look of utter loathing sweeping through his honey-colored optics before the enthusiastic light returned to them as they flickered back to daniel, "messing around a bit. y'know, with this f-gget." his tone was dripping with venom, but scout didn't make a move, just continued to allow his dark glare to burn into the popular kid. he snickered, head shaking curtly before fully shifting to face the newcomer, his posse following suit. scout just gave a snot of amusement, eyes rolling harshly in his skull. oh, he couldn't imagine anything more comical then this.

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