Hello, new people!

s-eth-:

Hey Man, looks like we’re sharing a room. I’m james.

2 years ago with 3 notes (© s-eth-)



Gotta go, guise :c I’ll be on tomorrow. 

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mczayner:

James was new here, just arriving the other day. He had already unpacked and met a couple people. Although he knew everyone’s name, he didn’t personally know them, and he wanted to change that about some people. He had heard a couple things about some people, and he had told a…

He could tell she was deep in thought, as he figured many people were. He was, a little. He felt good, yet bad about this place. It could help in many ways, but it could also harm him, and make him even more self concious about himself. No one knew the results of what was going to happen, but he hoped it would be for the best.

" I’m James.. We haven’t really met, but That could be changed, if You’d like.. I’ve been here for a couple days, and heard this was a pretty nice place to hang out."
 he said, introducing himself, as he layed down against the wooden dock, letting the sun tan his body , covering his eyes with his face. It wasn’t comfortable for long, so he sat up , looking at the girl 

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Elizabeth had been exploring since the day she got here. She had loved every minute of it and had met many new friends. James on the other hand was new and hadn’t talked to anyone but her. James had asked her to meet up and she said yes.

As she finished pulling her hair back into a high ponytail,…

James actually walked out on a limb, and asked Elizabeth to join him , out for a tour of the school. He hadn’t even met his roommate yet. It was Saturday, when they planned to meet, and it was 1. He pulled on black and blue striped swim trunks, and a white t-shirt. He wanted to primp up for her, so he got ready thirty minute early, intime to straighten his hair, and flip his bangs.

He made his bangs flip up, so he could put his flat bill hat on over his head, ready to meet her. He sat down in his beanbag, playing call of duty, when he heard someone at the door, calling his name. He popped up, and walked over to the mirror, to make sure he looked presentable, then he opened his door, looking at Elizabeth, “Hi!” he said, enthusiasticly

She looked up at James and smiled. She moved in closer and gave him a hug. “So I think we should go for a tour and what not.” She walked down the hallway, pointing out all the rooms.

“This is my room, in case you ever need to find me.” She walked down the stairs and pointed out the kitchen, living room, and bathrooms. “We should go check out the beach since I bet you haven’t been there yet. You already seem dressed for it.” She said, looking him up and down. She walked out the front door, down the path. “Follow the leader.” She said, turning around and smiling.

He hugged her tiny figure back, then he let go, nodding at her suggestion to take a tour of the building.

He looked around the building, looking at the bathrooms, girls piling out in their bathing suits. The beach. That sounded like a good idea, plus the weather was great outside today. He nodded, casually following her down the path. His bare feet hit the hot sand outside. The sun beat down on his bare arms, and he rubbed them gently, knowing they’d be sunburnt later. He ran his fingers through his hair, then looked at the ocean, the waves crashing against the rocks.

Elizabeth quickly took off her shorts as laid down in the nice hot sand. She loved the feel of the grains on her skin. “As you can see, this is the beach.” She said, laughing. This was at least her third time being here. “Do you wanna come lay down on the same with me or would you prefer to swim right now?” She asked.

‘Lay down with a pretty girl or go swim?’ he thought in his head. He smiled to himself, then said he’d lay down with her. He sat down, taking his white t-shirt on and pulling his sunglasses over his eyes, as he dug a hole in the moist beach sand. He kept digging, laying his body out over the hot sand - the sun beating down on his eight pack of abs. James. He wasn’t bone skinny but he wasn’t too husky, either. 

Elizabeth laughed as James dug a hole. “What are you doing? Digging to China. Your like a dog at a beach.” She laughed lightly to herself. “Nice toned abs you got there. I pretty ripped myself.” She said, flexing her arms and pretending to show him her huge muscles.

” Yeah, so I can escape from you.” he said, in a playful tone, as he filled the hole back up. He gently nudged her shoulder, then poked her muscles. “Damn girl, You sure are ripped. I’m jelly,” he said, giving her a playful pout. “Do alot of people come here to the beach?”

She frowned. “Why would you ever want to leave me?” She laughed. “You’re definitely not jelly, ab man!” Elizabeth looked around at the empty beach. “I’m not sure if anyone from the house has come down here. I’ve come a couple of times but I haven’t seen many people here.” She said.

" I am jelly. I’m grape jelly!" he declared, as he wiggled his toes into the sand. "We should change that, It’d be nice to have a nice beach party down here, It’s a beautiul beach," he said, looking around his shoulders, looking at the life chair, the life guard reading a People’s magazine. "I’m glad I’m not dying right now,"

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A day at the dock — || Anya & James

James was new here, just arriving the other day. He had already unpacked and met a couple people. Although he knew everyone’s name, he didn’t personally know them, and he wanted to change that about some people. He had heard a couple things about some people, and he had told a couple things about some people, but other than that, life had just been him, playing call of duty in his room. 

It was a sunny day, and he heard that the dock was a fun place to be. He put on blue and black striped swim trunks, and his aviators over his eyes, sliding on his sperry’s, then he got a towel, throwing it over his shoulder as he walked towards the dock. He began to sit down, then he saw a girl there. He analyzed her up and down, before he sat down, then he knew who she was. Anya. They hadn’t even spoken, but he had heard good things about her. He sat down next to her, his towel underneath him, his feet hanging off the dock, into the chilly water. “You’re. Anya.” he said, in a questioning tone, as he broke the ice between them.

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Elizabeth had been exploring since the day she got here. She had loved every minute of it and had met many new friends. James on the other hand was new and hadn’t talked to anyone but her. James had asked her to meet up and she said yes.

As she finished pulling her hair back into a high ponytail,…

James actually walked out on a limb, and asked Elizabeth to join him , out for a tour of the school. He hadn’t even met his roommate yet. It was Saturday, when they planned to meet, and it was 1. He pulled on black and blue striped swim trunks, and a white t-shirt. He wanted to primp up for her, so he got ready thirty minute early, intime to straighten his hair, and flip his bangs.

He made his bangs flip up, so he could put his flat bill hat on over his head, ready to meet her. He sat down in his beanbag, playing call of duty, when he heard someone at the door, calling his name. He popped up, and walked over to the mirror, to make sure he looked presentable, then he opened his door, looking at Elizabeth, “Hi!” he said, enthusiasticly

She looked up at James and smiled. She moved in closer and gave him a hug. “So I think we should go for a tour and what not.” She walked down the hallway, pointing out all the rooms.

“This is my room, in case you ever need to find me.” She walked down the stairs and pointed out the kitchen, living room, and bathrooms. “We should go check out the beach since I bet you haven’t been there yet. You already seem dressed for it.” She said, looking him up and down. She walked out the front door, down the path. “Follow the leader.” She said, turning around and smiling.

He hugged her tiny figure back, then he let go, nodding at her suggestion to take a tour of the building.

He looked around the building, looking at the bathrooms, girls piling out in their bathing suits. The beach. That sounded like a good idea, plus the weather was great outside today. He nodded, casually following her down the path. His bare feet hit the hot sand outside. The sun beat down on his bare arms, and he rubbed them gently, knowing they’d be sunburnt later. He ran his fingers through his hair, then looked at the ocean, the waves crashing against the rocks.

Elizabeth quickly took off her shorts as laid down in the nice hot sand. She loved the feel of the grains on her skin. “As you can see, this is the beach.” She said, laughing. This was at least her third time being here. “Do you wanna come lay down on the same with me or would you prefer to swim right now?” She asked.

‘Lay down with a pretty girl or go swim?’ he thought in his head. He smiled to himself, then said he’d lay down with her. He sat down, taking his white t-shirt on and pulling his sunglasses over his eyes, as he dug a hole in the moist beach sand. He kept digging, laying his body out over the hot sand - the sun beating down on his eight pack of abs. James. He wasn’t bone skinny but he wasn’t too husky, either. 

Elizabeth laughed as James dug a hole. “What are you doing? Digging to China. Your like a dog at a beach.” She laughed lightly to herself. “Nice toned abs you got there. I pretty ripped myself.” She said, flexing her arms and pretending to show him her huge muscles.

" Yeah, so I can escape from you." he said, in a playful tone, as he filled the hole back up. He gently nudged her shoulder, then poked her muscles. "Damn girl, You sure are ripped. I’m jelly," he said, giving her a playful pout. "Do alot of people come here to the beach?"

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2 years ago with 10 notes (© ericablondebombshell)



performing-arts-passion:

mczayner:

performing-arts-passion:

mczayner:

performing-arts-passion:

Elizabeth had been exploring since the day she got here. She had loved every minute of it and had met many new friends. James on the other hand was new and hadn’t talked to anyone but her. James had asked her to meet up and she said yes.

As she finished pulling her hair back into a high ponytail,…

James actually walked out on a limb, and asked Elizabeth to join him , out for a tour of the school. He hadn’t even met his roommate yet. It was Saturday, when they planned to meet, and it was 1. He pulled on black and blue striped swim trunks, and a white t-shirt. He wanted to primp up for her, so he got ready thirty minute early, intime to straighten his hair, and flip his bangs.

He made his bangs flip up, so he could put his flat bill hat on over his head, ready to meet her. He sat down in his beanbag, playing call of duty, when he heard someone at the door, calling his name. He popped up, and walked over to the mirror, to make sure he looked presentable, then he opened his door, looking at Elizabeth, “Hi!” he said, enthusiasticly

She looked up at James and smiled. She moved in closer and gave him a hug. “So I think we should go for a tour and what not.” She walked down the hallway, pointing out all the rooms.

“This is my room, in case you ever need to find me.” She walked down the stairs and pointed out the kitchen, living room, and bathrooms. “We should go check out the beach since I bet you haven’t been there yet. You already seem dressed for it.” She said, looking him up and down. She walked out the front door, down the path. “Follow the leader.” She said, turning around and smiling.

He hugged her tiny figure back, then he let go, nodding at her suggestion to take a tour of the building.

He looked around the building, looking at the bathrooms, girls piling out in their bathing suits. The beach. That sounded like a good idea, plus the weather was great outside today. He nodded, casually following her down the path. His bare feet hit the hot sand outside. The sun beat down on his bare arms, and he rubbed them gently, knowing they’d be sunburnt later. He ran his fingers through his hair, then looked at the ocean, the waves crashing against the rocks.

Elizabeth quickly took off her shorts as laid down in the nice hot sand. She loved the feel of the grains on her skin. “As you can see, this is the beach.” She said, laughing. This was at least her third time being here. “Do you wanna come lay down on the same with me or would you prefer to swim right now?” She asked.

'Lay down with a pretty girl or go swim?' he thought in his head. He smiled to himself, then said he'd lay down with her. He sat down, taking his white t-shirt on and pulling his sunglasses over his eyes, as he dug a hole in the moist beach sand. He kept digging, laying his body out over the hot sand - the sun beating down on his eight pack of abs. James. He wasn't bone skinny but he wasn't too husky, either. 

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2 years ago with 1 note



Omnom, tacos :3

anya-castro:

Ate about six tacos from the Taco 12 Pack. I think that was a bad idea. Haha, anyways, hey guys!

HAVE YOU HAD THE DORITO TACO o.o

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Elizabeth had been exploring since the day she got here. She had loved every minute of it and had met many new friends. James on the other hand was new and hadn’t talked to anyone but her. James had asked her to meet up and she said yes.

As she finished pulling her hair back into a high ponytail,…

James actually walked out on a limb, and asked Elizabeth to join him , out for a tour of the school. He hadn’t even met his roommate yet. It was Saturday, when they planned to meet, and it was 1. He pulled on black and blue striped swim trunks, and a white t-shirt. He wanted to primp up for her, so he got ready thirty minute early, intime to straighten his hair, and flip his bangs.

He made his bangs flip up, so he could put his flat bill hat on over his head, ready to meet her. He sat down in his beanbag, playing call of duty, when he heard someone at the door, calling his name. He popped up, and walked over to the mirror, to make sure he looked presentable, then he opened his door, looking at Elizabeth, “Hi!” he said, enthusiasticly

She looked up at James and smiled. She moved in closer and gave him a hug. “So I think we should go for a tour and what not.” She walked down the hallway, pointing out all the rooms.

“This is my room, in case you ever need to find me.” She walked down the stairs and pointed out the kitchen, living room, and bathrooms. “We should go check out the beach since I bet you haven’t been there yet. You already seem dressed for it.” She said, looking him up and down. She walked out the front door, down the path. “Follow the leader.” She said, turning around and smiling.

He hugged her tiny figure back, then he let go, nodding at her suggestion to take a tour of the building.

He looked around the building, looking at the bathrooms, girls piling out in their bathing suits. The beach. That sounded like a good idea, plus the weather was great outside today. He nodded, casually following her down the path. His bare feet hit the hot sand outside. The sun beat down on his bare arms, and he rubbed them gently, knowing they’d be sunburnt later. He ran his fingers through his hair, then looked at the ocean, the waves crashing against the rocks.

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