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Asher Baxton is typically a guy who jokes around all the time. Some might describe him as a prankster. Some might describe him as a rebel. The rest just think he's a pain in the ass. With his flaming red hair, his seemingly bubbly exterior, and his ability to make anyone mad with him, not many people would think twice about him. What people don't realize is that Asher is a broken person on the inside. At school, everyone seems to hate him. At home, he lives with a woman who doesn't love him, no father, and an older brother who sees him as a disgrace to the family. Usually, Asher couldn't care less about what anyone has to say about him.

One day, it's just too much for Asher to handle, and he has a sudden meltdown in the school halls. Your character is staying after school late when they hear Asher. This person would be one of the people who probably think Asher is nothing but a rebellious prankster. However, in this moment, they can tell Asher needs someone there for him, and they decide to help him. While walking him home, they learn he's not as big of a pain in the backside that everyone thinks he is. Your character and Asher become unlikely friends. They help Asher with schoolwork and learning new stuff, and in turn Asher provides your character loyal companionship and entertainment. Asher quickly falls for your character, but he hides it so he doesn't turn away his new friend. Soon enough, people start noticing that your character hangs around Asher a lot, and they try to turn them away from Asher. Along with that, Asher is getting more hate than usual. When something happens (I have something in mind but I'd like a suggestion if you have one) to jeopardize their friendship, Asher tells your character how he feels. It's up to you how your character reacts to this.

My only requirement is more than one short sentence. I usually reply long if you reply long, so please try not to make it a one liner. I respect if you have a low muse or if you were rushed making the post. Post a picture of your character, their name, and you can put a reply up.

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It's official. Today has been the shittiest day ever for Asher. His wonderful day started off with having his brother drive him to school. He got a long lecture about how he was going to pay one day for behaving the way he does. It was not a fun car trip. At school, he flunked another test, he got detention next week, he almost got beat up twice, and he got shoved into a trash can at the end of the school day. The biggest jock on the football team had shoved him in there. It didn't help he was built smaller than a lot of guys, and he was shorter than most of them. When he got home, his mother broke the news that his grandmother was diagnosed with cancer a few days ago, and he was forced to go back to school to get a binder that had homework in it. To top it all off, it began pouring halfway to school.

Honestly, just couldn't the universe give me a break? Asher furrowed his brows as he headed back to the school. Most everyone would be gone by now. He would probably be the only student in the high school hallway. He entered the building and headed to his locker upstairs. His footsteps gently echoed off the walls, and the rain pounding against the metal roof of the school refused to let silence settle in the hallways of the school. He heaved a sigh as he found his locker. Spinning in the combination, he opened the metallic door.

The first thing his eyes caught were the sticky notes. Little sticky notes somebody had stuck all in his locker. It wasn't very pleasant stuff. Stuff like 'Annoying little douchebag' or 'Kill yourself- not like anyone would miss you'. Lovely little reminders courtesy of students who figured out his locker combination and would leave messages every day for him. However, this time, something came over Asher as he gazed at those sticky notes. A sudden feeling of something that hit him hard. He felt tears rise to his eyes. With a rough gesture, he slammed the locker door shut and beat the door with his fist once. "Damn it," he growled. "Damn it. Damn it. Damn it." With his back against the lockers, he slid down to the floor. Tears rolled down his cheeks, and he felt a sob rise up in his throat. He buried his face into his arms as he sat in the middle of the hallway. At that moment, he didn't care if anyone saw him. All he needed to do was cry.

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Thanks for joining dude

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Asher almost didn't hear the other male. It took him a second to realize somebody had spoken to him. He lifted his head, trying to swallow back a small sob that threatened to escape his throat. Asher wanted to tell him that nothing was wrong. Of course, he knew he probably didn't even really care about what was hurting him. More than likely, he was probably just being nice.

What he meant to say was that he was fine. He just wanted this kid he barely knew leave him alone. He needed to be alone. Instead, he found himself shaking his head in a silent 'no'. Realizing what he had said, he almost immediately added, "I-uh.. I just haven't had a good day.. My day's been complete crap to be frank with you." He tried to flash one of his infamous little smirks, but he found that he couldn't muster the mental strength to do it. He instead gave a small, weak smile.

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Andy Evans was unfortunately born with a name that most people would refer to being a boy's name. After a mix up in transferring schools, Andy ends up being enrolled in an all guy's boarding school by accident. Your character is her room mate at the boarding school. They were surprised to learn that his room mate was a girl. Your character decides to help Andy settle into the new school as their room mate and first friend made. They help Andy find her classes. They keep any creeps off her back. They make sure if she was sitting alone, they would try to keep her company. Andy even starts feeling a little crush on your character, even though she has a boyfriend. (It's up to you when you decide your character develops a crush on Andy.) Everything's going alright. That is, until Andy's boyfriend finds out about her attending an all guy's school. After crushing her heart, her now ex tries to turn your character away from Andy by telling them lies about Andy. It's now up to you if they listen to Andy's boyfriend and ignore Andy, or if they go help and comfort her.

The plot is kinda vague, I know. I'd appreciate it if you posted more than one sentence. No one liners please!

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The universe aligned itself for the big mess that Andy is in at the moment. The blonde girl was standing in front of Stonefront's Academy for Boys. For boys. Andy was a girl, last time she checked. However, her parents had already paid tuition, and the school gave no refunds. After having a talk with the principal of the school, they agreed to allow Andy enroll. Too bad they didn't listen to the blonde girl's indignant pleas. She didn't want to be the only girl in a school full of guys, forget about having to room with a guy. She huffed as she picked up her suitcase and started rolling it towards the door to the dorms. As she trudged down the hall, she felt stares from the few people who were getting settled into their rooms. I might as well get use to the looks. I'm going to be getting them all the time, she thought.

When she arrived at her room, she opened the door. Nobody else was in there. She placed her suitcase on the bed, deciding to start unpacking. First, she needed to text her mother and tell her she was safely at her dorm. As she started typing a text to her mother, she didn't hear the door open up again. She was too intent on the text. 'Made it here safe :) Love you'. Send. She glanced up to see a new person in the room. Oh boy. Time for an explanation about why a girl is attending an all boy's school.

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Dude yes!!

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Asher forced himself not to tense up when Jay sat beside him. This was the opposite of what he wanted the boy to do. His mind was screaming for him to tell Jay to leave. However, his mouth was not cooperating with his mind. He nervously ran his fingers through his red hair, which was still half wet from the rain outside. It seemed to have started raining harder somehow.

"I found out my.. my grandmother was diagnosed with c-" The word caught in his throat. He cleared his throat, then continued quietly, "With cancer. They can't treat it, and she doesn't have much longer." He felt tears building back up in his eyes, and he wiped them away with the sleeve of his jacket. "And, um.. It's just been a really bad day for me, anyways, but that really just.. Just kind of made it suck even worse." A sad chuckle trailed his words. "Stupid, I know. I just.. I've been building up so much emotion in my brain that it just kind of all came down on me and.. I got upset."

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I love your profile pic ;) And thanks for joining!

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When Andy heard him speak, she gave him a smile. It was a bit forced on her part, but she couldn't help it. She was expecting to hear that many times in the near future. "Hello. Um...To make a long story short," she sighed softly, "I was transferred here by accident, and now I'm stuck here because the school doesn't do refunds."

Andy brushed her blonde hair away from her face, then she stepped closer to the male. "My name's Andy Evans, and I guess I'm your new roommate," she smiled, holding her hand out to him. She studied him for a moment. He didn't seem like someone who would be one of those obnoxious perverts. Hopefully. She'd hate having a pervert for a roommate.

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No problem :)

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Andy nodded her head. That was a good sign in her opinion. He was willing to start off by setting boundaries. Andy didn't really have much she needed privacy for. Changing clothes, of course, a certain phase she went through every month, and perhaps shower routines. She knew he'd probably like his own space, though. That's fine, she'd give him as much space as he needed. He couldn't help that he was placed with a girl.

"You're right," she replied, "The only thing I really require privacy with is changing clothes and the bathroom. I'll try not to be too much of a bother. If I do something that does bother you, let me know." She felt her phone vibrate in her pocket. She momentarily glanced to see her mother had replied. She slid it back in her pocket without replying. "What privacy requests do you have?"

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Asher nodded his head a little. "It's fine," he mumbled, "It's not like anybody can do anything about it." He knew the odds of his grandmother living. There was basically no chance. Unless some miracle happened, which Asher knew wouldn't happen. It seemed like the universe liked to treat him like that, at least.

Asher turned his head to gaze at the male sitting beside him. "Thanks for, uh, listening to me. Nobody's ever listened to what I've had to say." He wasn't just saying that to be polite. Asher has an unfortunate habit of being rude sometimes. He really did feel better. Somewhat. It still made his chest hurt to think about it, but he had stopped crying. He knew his eyes were probably red and puffy, but he could fix that with some cold water, hopefully.

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Andy nodded her head. Of course she wouldn't go through his things. It wasn't like there was anything Andy would really want. "Sounds good to me," she replied. Maybe rooming with Blaise wouldn't be bad. Of course, it wasn't favorable, but it would do.

She couldn't think of anything else herself. She did wonder something, however. "By the way," she asked, "Um.. This might be a weird question to ask, but do you think you could help me by keeping the really, uh, perverted guys off my back?" She hated to ask Blaise to do that so soon after meeting, but she really did need help. She knew there were bound to be boys that would be marveled at the idea of a girl in an all guy's school. Andy would really appreciate some help.

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Asher gazed out the window for a moment. It really was raining hard. If he went out there, he'd probably get drenched before he was even halfway home. "Um.. I would hate for you to have to go out of your way to drop me by my house," he replied.

His house was nearly a fifteen minute walk to the school, twenty if he was feeling really sluggish. On the occasion his brother decided to drive him, like he did earlier, then it took maybe five or ten minutes. It depended if he was following the speed limit or not.

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Asher took his hand and stood up. "Thanks, Jay. I really owe you one," he told the other male with a small smirk. "I'm Asher, but I believe you already knew this." It sucked being known around the school by most everyone. Especially if your name had a bad reputation to it. The name 'Asher' was almost scorned by the students in his grade.

Asher tucked his hands into the pockets of his jacket. A clap of thunder made Asher jump a little. That definitely was not good if it was starting to thunder and lightning. Perhaps it had been a good thing he had been crying in the hallway. He wouldn't have met Jay to get a ride home from.

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The corners of Andy's lips curved upwards into a smile. "Thank you. I really appreciate it." So far, Andy felt like this year wouldn't go too bad. Maybe she'd even be able to return for a second year. That is, if the system doesn't kick me out for being a girl, she thought to herself. Or my parents don't find a new school for me to join.

"If you don't mind, I'm going to finish unpacking my things," Andy told Blaise. With one last smile, she turned towards her suitcase. She paused, then she glanced back at him. "By the way, do we eat at the school for dinner or do we have the option to go outside the school to eat?"

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Asher followed Jay, a small blush appearing on his cheeks. Damn it. What's wrong with you? You're Asher. You're not suppose to be jumping at loud noises! As much as Asher tried to lie to himself, he couldn't deny it. Asher hated loud noises. People shouting. Doors slamming too hard. Thunder. Loud noises hurt his head, and they scared him. Yes, he would admit it. He was scared of loud noises. He would only admit it to himself, however.

As he followed Jay, he suddenly stopped in his steps. Idiot! He left his binder in his locker. "Wait just one moment," he told Jay. "I almost forgot to get my binder." He started back towards his locker, quickly unlocking the lock.

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(Y/C) and Gerard Black use to date. In fact, they dated throughout their high school years. They would call each other pet names- (Y/C)'s favorite nickname for Gerard was 'Gee'- and all the other things that cute cliche couples would do. After graduating high school, Gerard found out that (Y/C) had been cheating on him. They broke up and lost contact with each other throughout college. (Y/C) started going out with the person they cheated on Gerard with.

Flash forward to a few years after the break up. Gerard is finishing college, and he's living in an apartment by himself. (Y/C) skipped college, and they went straight to work. They were living with their new S.O. when (Y/C) was kicked out. It turns out their new partner was also cheating on them. With nowhere else to go, (Y/C) comes crawling back to Gerard and begs for forgiveness. Will Gerard accept their forgiveness, or will he reject them and throw them back on the streets?

All I ask of you is to answer with more than one sentence. Please no short replies. I usually try to reply back with at least a paragraph or two, but I don't expect you to have to reply the same amount I do. Just enough so that the thread remains interesting.

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Rain thudded on the windows of Gerard's small apartment. It was comfortable living size for Gerard. There was a small living room with a loveseat, television that Gerard barely uses, and a comfy chair that he will often fall asleep in doing school work. There was also Gerard's bedroom, the bathroom, and a kitchen. That was the apartment. It was made for one person, but two could accommodate to it easily.

However, Gerard has no one to share the apartment with. His scumbag boyfriend cheated on him at the end of high school graduation, and they broke up. Gerard was heartbroken. He had thought they would spend the rest of their lives together. They had talked about getting married and everything. It was all gone now.

Gerard was, at the moment, drinking a cup of decaf coffee and working on an essay for college. He didn't make many friends in college. He was mostly a loner just trying to get through college. That's why he wasn't expecting to hear knocking at his door. He cocked his head towards the door, blinking his dark brown eyes at the door. Who could've been knocking on his door at this hour?

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Asher opened the door, gazing at all the notes in his locker for a moment. Resisting the urge to do anything irrational, he grabbed his binder and slammed the locker door shut. A sticky note flittered to the ground, which he quickly snagged and crunched up into a ball. As he walked back towards Jay, he threw the sticky note in the garbage.

"Okay, now I'm ready," he chuckled, tucking the binder under his arm. He was glad he had remembered. Otherwise, his trip would have been a huge waste of his time. Well... maybe not a huge waste. After all, I did meet Jay.

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Asher chuckled at his joke. "I dunno, I think it's still there," he replied as he followed Jay. When Jay broke into a run, he rushed after him. Asher himself actually wasn't too concerned about getting wet. He liked the rain, and he liked being in the rain. However, he did not like having a wet binder. The redhead followed suit with Jay, sliding into the passenger's seat.

When the door was closed, he checked himself in the mirror for a moment. His hair had gotten a little wet, but that's all. He sat back in his seat a little. "I guess you need my address, huh," he chuckled a little. He ripped a corner off of a sheet of paper and quickly wrote his address on it. He gave it to Jay.

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Asher blinked in surprise. "Huh. That's funny," he commented. He gently drummed his fingertips against his knee. Asher tilted his head to the side a bit when Jay turned the radio on. Asher never listened to Arctic Monkeys before. He knew of the band but never listened to them.

When Jay asked the question, Asher nodded his head in reply. "I usually do. Sometimes my brother comes to school and picks me up, but I usually end up walking home." Asher secretly preferred walking home over riding home with his brother. He could have time alone with his thoughts going to and from school. Besides, all his brother ever did was snap at him whenever he rode with him.

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Andy nodded her head a little. "I see," she murmured. Andy had some money. Not a whole lot, but her parents gave her some money in case she wanted to go somewhere to eat during the week. They said they would give her money once every two or three weeks for food or miscellaneous stuff.

As she started pulling clothes out of her suitcase, she asked, "If you're not going to do anything different for dinner, would you like to go eat somewhere with me? I don't exactly know my way around here yet, but I'd like some company." She put the clothes in a drawer in the dresser next to her bed. She assumed this one was hers.

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Asher had been a bit lost in thought when Jay started speaking. He was thinking about nothing in particular. He glanced towards Jay when he started speaking. He cocked an eyebrow when he said he didn't mind taking him home. "Are you sure, dude?" he spoke. "I'd hate to inconvenience you every day by waiting for me to get to the car before you can leave."

Asher didn't exactly know what to consider Jay yet. Friend? Acquaintance? The lines were blurry. Whatever he was considered to Asher now, he was actually kind of enjoying it. Asher never really had a person he considered anything beyond a classmate or stranger.