Ever’s eyes dropped at his response, her smile faltering. She didn’t expect anything really, in fact, she probably sounded like a complete lunatic. She looked into his eyes again, her face face had lost the happy expression she knew to be fake. “You must care about something.”…
“You read?” she asked, although more of a statement than a question. “What sort of books do you like?” Ever asked with a smile. “I’m in love with Edgar Allen Poe, especially The Raven. From ages twelve to fourteen, I would only answer to ‘Nevermore.’” Ever laughed awkwardly at her memories.
Ever tucked a peice of hair behind her ear. He didn’t seem as interested in talking to her as she was in talking to him. Still, she prided herself on being friendly and refused to give up so easily. “Have you met anyone interesting here yet?”
They’re just making it seem like I am. Because of the whole “I-have-sex-with-girls-alot” thing. But, I’m Mike, nice to meet you!
Hey, whatever makes you happy! It’s great to meet you too, Mike! So what are your interests? You know, besides the whole sex thing.
(Source: concealedroleplay, via concealedroleplay)
Umm, who said you were a rapist? Oh, yes, and I’m Ever Moore! I don’t believe I’ve seen you around here. I hope the rapist thing gets cleared up!
(Source: concealedroleplay)
- December 31
- , 2011
(Source: parky-storage)
Ever felt a tear fall on her wrist before covering up her latest scar. She was tired of crying in the corner of her isolated room. She was tired of putting on faces for people she knew would only come to dissapoint her in the future. The days here were getting longer and longer,…
Ever’s eyes dropped at his response, her smile faltering. She didn’t expect anything really, in fact, she probably sounded like a complete lunatic. She looked into his eyes again, her face face had lost the happy expression she knew to be fake. “You must care about something.” she said softly, although she wasn’t exactly the one to talk. “Despite it’s…drawbacks, Chilton has something for everybody. What are your interests? Mine is ballet, Chilton has a wonderful program.” Ever looked down nervously. Shut up, Ever. He doesn’t care nor does anyone else. Just stop bothering him.
Ever felt a tear fall on her wrist before covering up her latest scar. She was tired of crying in the corner of her isolated room. She was tired of putting on faces for people she knew would only come to dissapoint her in the future. The days here were getting longer and longer,…
“Fine, thank you.” she said, softly, amazed by his kindness. “Most people here would flip her off and walk the other way. “I don’t think we’ve met, I’m Ever Moore!” she said with a large smile as she extended a hand to him. He had a kind looking face, but as Ever knew all too well, people could be very decieving. “Are you new here? I try to get to know everyone, but this school is so big and there’s such a large variety of people and there’s-” Ever stopped her rambling, a habit she could never break herself of when she was nervous. She took a breath and tugged on her sleeves. “Sorry. How are you liking Chilton?” she asked calmly, her lips still pulled into a warm smile.
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Why thank you. well not a lot of people have talked to me so…
I’m sure everyone will love you in no time! Where did you come from?
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