slightlybitter (This is a form)

quote=slightlybitter]Name: Addison (Addie) Brae

Age: 16

Gender: Female

S.exuality: Biromantic

Appearance: Addison comes off as alternative, with just one glance. Whether it is her exaggerated, golden eyeliner, or the jewels embedding her earrings, she stands out.
Her skin is a dark brown, and resembles creamy chocolate, with minimum texture, but that is not to say it isn't slightly cracked. She has always been criticised by racists idiots, and every single racist remark in the world has been thrown at her. Her eyelids are painted with a crisp, golden cat eye, covering her black, foggy eyeshadow. Her eyes are nothing special: brown. They are not like chocolate, or gingerbread. They are brown, but they are made brighter by her eyeliner.
Her Nubian nose is covered by a slightly jagged scar, from falling off a tree onto some glass. Her lips are dark and covered with a matte, plum lipstick, making them appear larger.
Her face is an oval, edged with two sharp cheekbones. When she was younger, she longed to have freckles, but has learnt to accept her features.
Her eyebrows are black and arched in a snide expression. Her hair is thick, onyx and elaborate. Strands have been dyed silver, which wrap through her dozens of cornrows, swishing in a ponytail of tiny braids, just below her waist.
She has an athlete's body, well toned and muscular. Her arms hang by her sides with prominent biceps, matching her faint abs on her stomach. She is fairly tall, and looms over most.

Personality: WIP (I'm so sorry)

Ray Fon "Reid what the hell? Did you come here to make things worse? I just wanted to say sorry!"
I watched Reid's face turn shameful and she sighed. Blake was laughing his a$$ off while Karma still had that agitated expression.
"I-I'm sorry Ray," Reid whispered before picking up her satchel. She left us alone and I faced Karma.
"As for you!" He flinched when I suddenly pointed at him. "You might as well shut the f.uck up so then this fight won't continue! The only reason I wanted to talk to Blake is to A-PO-LO-GISE! Don't make me spell it out for you!"
I was expecting some smarta$$ remark, so it surprised me when Karma's face turned expressionless and he shrugged. He walked back to the tree and leaned on it, as if the small pointless fight never happened.
Blake was laughing so hard now. I could hear him snorting and I smiled. "Glad you've found humour in that," I whispered loud enough for him to hear.
"Sh-shut the hell up b.itch-!" He was laughing so much he could barely speak. For once, I didn't mind him calling me a female dog. I glanced at Karma, him still expressionless like he didn't give a single f.uck in the world. Good. He actually listened to me.
"So, um, do you accept my apology? Or do you want me to do something more?" I asked. Then I started thinking that Blake might use me for his own selfish doings. I hope he doesn't do that.
He snorted some more, calming down. "Maybe... I don't know, just know that I accept your apology!" He then started walking away towards the gate. I sighed in relief. I am so glad that it didn't escalate to physical damage.
"Hey, Ray." I felt a hand on my shoulder and looked up. Karma smiled softly at me. "That was brave of you, stopping that girl and me from fighting. You should be proud of yourself."
He was right. I should be proud of myself. I stepped in and did something you'd think a weakling like me would never do. I smiled beneath my mask. It was nice, feeling pride.
"Hey... Um..." Karma's grip on my shoulder started to tighten. "Is it okay if I... come over to your house?"
I cocked my head to the side. Why would he want to visit my house? We've only met today!
"If you're wondering why, it's because... well, let's just say that I want to stay away from my family as much as I could."
But what if you're family wonders why you're gone?
"They shouldn't care if I'm away for a few hours. They should only realise I'm gone by the time dinner's ready, when I'm not "invisible"."
.... I ***ing swear, he can read my mind.
I nodded my head. "Sure. My dad's at work and my mum loves visitors, especially boys who are handsome. You're pretty cute, so she shouldn't mind you staying over."
Karma's face started to grow red, making me confused. "Hey, Karma. You alright-"
SMACK.
"..."
"..."
"..."
"..."
The f.uck?
"....D-don't say that I'm cute!" Karma blurted out. "I hate it when people say that! Especially boys!"
I caressed my mask. He didn't break it, good. "Gee, I'm sorry, you didn't have to-wait, "especially boys"? What do you mean?"
Karma's face turned into a tomato and he gave me another slap before turning away. "J-just shut the hell up and lead me to your house!"
I sighed. "As long as you don't slap me again," I said before pulling him towards my home.
He then snatched his hand away. "Don't hold my hand, either!"
I rolled my eyes. Why does he get so flustered by guys complementing and holding him? We're just friends!
Unless...
Is he g@y too?
~-~
TopModel doesn't allow us to use the word g@y.
This means TopModel doesn't accept g@yness.
F.uck you TopModel.
I still love you but...
F.uck you. 

Archie Harris

(OOC time to write that g@y sh1t)
The repetitive jingle blared from the tv as John's character died in the video game.
"Archie!", He pulled away and leant to pick up the controller, resetting the level. My lips were tingling, and I turned round to check the tv. "What?"
John straightened back up, and I settled back down in his lap. He was sat cross legged on his bedroom floor, and I was kneeling... sort of on him...
Not exactly on him, because my legs were either side of him, but our chests were pressed quite close together.
"You made me lose!" He rested his chin on my shoulder and started playing again, same irritating music ringing out on loop.
"Are you complaining?" I murmured, digging my teeth into his shoulder. The music cut off suddenly, and we were making out again. I hardly noticed when he leant back, pulling me on top of him, running his hands up my back. I ran my fingers through his hair blindly, deepening the kiss. I didn't pull away when I felt him lift me up, but I did open my eyes when we rolled over. Then I remembered that John, a sixth former that used to row, was quite scary when he was on top of you. I felt myself pulling away.
"What's wrong, Arch?" John sat up, concerned.
"Nothing..." I pushed up, and leant in to start the kiss again-
The doorbell rang. It was bittersweet. On one hand, it meant the Pizza had arrived, but on the other hand, we had to stop making out. John got up reluctantly, and thundered downstairs. I quickly text my mum, then scrolled to Blake's number. Without thinking, which is how i choose to make most of my decisions, I sent him a quick text.
i] Hey Blake, Hope you're ok from earlier, hope you didn't beat up Ray, You can beat me up tomorrow if it'll make you feel better- Archie[/i]
I ***ped my phone back into my pocket as John burst back in, carrying a box of Pizza and grinning excitedly.
"What?" He sat down next to me, still holding the box.
"So." He leant in closer, biting his lip. "We kind of jumped into the deep end with this relationship," He hesitated before using the word, unsure of whether it was suitable. "So, I thought we should get to know each other. This is the first test." He slid the box over to me and I opened the lid carefully. I stared at the Pizza, waiting to see whatever John was so... about. It was just a pizza-
"Ohhh, yeah, I like Hawaiian pizza." I said, instantly knocked over.
"Yayyy because no one else in my family likes it so they never let me order it!" John said, muffled because his face was pushed into my chest from the hug he'd tackled me with.

(OOC this next bit will probs be a lot of dialogue)

"Do we have to talk about it?" I tried to un-pause the game, but as player 2 I didn't have that kind of power.
"I let you have the last slice of pizza, we're fu(king talking about it."
"Ok."
Silence.
"Why did you avoid me afterwards?"
I bit my lip, trying to pull the sentence together in my mind. Why did I avoid him afterwards?
"Because, we were both drunk, and I can't remember it very well, but you did want to, right?" I thought back to Hera's Halloween party. How my head was throbbing and it was dark, and we were alone in a room, someone's bedroom. And John-
"because I keep thinking- All the time, I worry that you didn't, and you hated me, or you were afraid of me, because- I mean, you wanted to, didn't you Arch?"
Yes was spiraling round in my head, but I couldn't force it out of my mouth. I had wanted to that night, and It was good, and I didn't hate John. I don't know why I avoided him. Maybe I was afraid?
"And if I didn't force you, well, that's good, but then, why wouldn't you speak to me afterwards? Was it a mistake? Do you regret it? Why did you avoid me?"
That question was looping round in my head like that stupid video game music. Why did I avoid him? Why did I avoid him? Why did I-

"I was afraid!"
It came out louder than I'd meant it to, but now I'd started, it felt unfair to stop. "I was worried that you were just drunk and you regretted it afterwards because you were straight and it was a mistake and I was a mistake and I didn't want you to ever tell me you didn't like me because I like you."
I took a deep, shaky breath and blinked away a few tears.
John was silent. I looked up nervously, only to find his nose inches away from mine.
"I like you too, Arch." He said softly, wrapping his arms round me.

(OOC it's long and fluffy but I needed to write it okay don't judge)

Ray Fon
OMG John and Archie's post is so ***ING ADORABLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! AAAAAAAAARGH!!!!!!!!!
~-~
"Mum! We've got a visitor!" I yell as I closed the door. I looked around, trying to find her. She must be in the kitchen.
"Is he a cute boy?" she asked loudly. I heard some sort of chopping noise. Yep, she's in the kitchen.
"Yeah, he's pretty cute," I replied before dragging him upstairs, not noticing his bashful face. "We'll be upstairs!"
I heard my mum yell, "okay!" before continuing with whatever the f.uck she's cooking. I ran upstairs, Karma barely able to keep up with my pace. I opened the door to my bedroom and pushed him inside, closing the door later. He stumbles but regains his balance, trying to hide his blushing face.
"I told you not to call me cute!" he exclaimed, taking off his hood. "Anyway, you have a big f.ucking house. Are you rich?"
"Are you a gold digger?" I retorted before turning on the TV. I inserted the video game I have yet to complete.
He replied a quick "no" before sitting on the bed next to me, grabbing the two controllers. "So, does this game have multiplayer?" He asked, plugging in the two.
"Huh? Oh, yeah." I grabbed the controller closer to me and pushed the right trigger up, selecting the multiplayer icon. "You do know how to play Elemeninjas, right?"
Karma shrugged. "Eh, I'll figure it out by myself." He pressed the start button, and so did I, and our game commenced.

I beat him once again and we switched our characters. This time I chose the water ninja while he chose the nature one. We played again. I glanced at the clock for a moment before facing back to the screen, blocking his attack. It was 4:45.
"Hey, can I ask you a question?" Karma asked mid-game. I nodded. "So, I was wondering, do you have a crush?"
Here's another good thing about having a mask. They hide your blushing face.
I froze when he asked that question, giving him a chance to hit my character. I wanted to tell him, but at the same time I don't. We've only met today, anyways. I can't trust him that easily.
But it did feel like I've known him for a few years....
"Um..." I couldn't concentrate on the game. The rabbit and the wolf was fighting in my head. Rabbit says to talk, wolf says to keep it secret. Well, the rabbit has been right so far, so I chose to listen to it.
"M-my crush, you ask?" Karma nodded and grinned when he won. We replayed with the same characters. "I-er... I'm not sure if I should tell you..." My gaze turned to the floor, unsure whether to speak or not.
Karma sighed. "I promise not to say anything. Plus, you'll eventually confess one day anyway, so there's no point of you needing to tell me or not."
I bit my lip. Well, this secret was no exception as well. "My crush... is... well, I know that he's taken but I still have feelings for him- well, at least I think he's taken since he keeps on hanging out with that other dude-"
"Hold up!" He grabbed my controller and paused the game before giving it back to me. "You said "he". Are you g@y?!"
I gulped and nodded nervously. Sh.it.
He stared at me in disbelief before smiling nicely. He then faced the TV. "Nice to know I'm not the only one. Actually, I did see your face in that SAS meeting."
Wait, what?
"None of you guys have seen me before, obviously, but I saw you."
I stared at him, shocked. He was in there? Really?
"Anyway, we're getting off topic," he said, motioning me to continue the game. "So, who's the man?!"
He seemed really excited to know. I sighed. "He's... A-A..." I kept stammering. For god's sake, just say it.
"Dude, just tell me-"
"ARCHIE!" I blurted out louder than expected. I heard my mum downstairs yelling "what's wrong?" and I yelled back "Just video games, don't worry!" before facing back at him, my red face hidden behind my mask.
He chuckled softly. "Archie? That's cute! But yeah, I'm pretty sure he's taken." He pressed a few buttons on his controller and defeated my character. "He's been hanging out with that Johnny boy lately."
....Is he a stalker as well?
"I've seen them cuddle before," Karma said with a small laugh. "That was a year ago, though. Not certain about now but I have a feeling they're still together."
I sighed, sadly. "Yeah, best to not confess. Maybe I'll find another man. Heck, maybe I might turn bi."
He chuckled. "Well, can we continue with the game?" 

Ray Fon

Character quotes:
Ray: Every secret is told.
Karma: You'll confess one day anyway.
~-~
Karma decided to stay overnight, either to help me finish the game or just to eat my mum's dinner (that woman deserves an award). He called his family, telling them that he's going to stay at my place overnight.
It was now bedtime, but since we're teens, of course we would stay up after our curfew. There were only two bedrooms; my one and the master bedroom. I insisted that I should sleep on the floor but he forced me to sleep on the bed.
"I'm pretty sure a frail boy like you deserves the bed," whispered, trying not to awaken my mum. I sighed, reluctantly agreeing. I guess he does have a point. I fell onto my bed and threw my pillow at him, not to start a fight, just so then his head has something soft to rest on.
I fiddled with my fingers and stared at the ceiling. It felt uncomfortable being in a bedroom with someone else. I still wanted to talk. I rolled over to face him. What do people think of you?" I asked out of the blue. It was a good question, in my opinion.
His eyes drooped and he rolled over to face me. "....A sociopath," he finally answered. "Of course, that's not me. I do feel remorse, regret, empathy, sympathy, and I'm very much human. My behaviour just appear to seem careless, according to a few."
I pulled my blanket closer to my head. "Is that so?"
"Yeah, I guess people don't know me well." He sighed. "And then there's you a weakling who needs my assistance-what are you doing?" He chuckled when he changed the subject.
I took off my mask beneath my blanket and threw it beneath my bed. "I'm not going to reveal my face in front of you!" I faced him again, this time my blanket over my head. He laughed softly.
"Isn't it hard to breathe under there?"
Yes. Yes it is.
"Anyway, what do people think of you?"
I sighed. He actually said it before he changed the subject. "A weakling."
He didn't say anything. Was he asleep? I peeked over my blanket. He had his eyes closed. Maybe he is. I rolled away from him and tried to sleep. One sheep, two sheep, three sheep....
"Argh!" I silently scream. "Why can't I sleep?" I sat up and covered my face in case Karma was still awake. I groaned.
"Just lay down," Karma whispered. I sighed and let myself fall back to my bed. I rolled over to face away from him again. I tried to force myself to sleep, which obviously didn't work.
"It's time you learned a lesson."
....What?
"It's time that you understand."
Is Karma... singing?
"Don't ever count on anybody else, in this or any other land."
I giggled. "Are you singing me to sleep?"
"Shut up, I'm singing you to sleep," he hissed. He continued. "I once hoped for friendship, to find a place among my kind..."
I smiled and closed my eyes. His singing was nice, actually.
"...but those were the childish wishes, of someone who was blind."
Okay, that's kinda depressing.
His soft singing continued and could feel myself grow sleepy. didn't notice how saddening the rest of the lyrics were. and I didn't notice that he stopped.
I was already asleep.
~-~
Sh!t, this didn't move the story anywhere.
Meh.
I love the song, "Open Up your Eyes" from My Little Pony, The Movie (shaddup, I have younger siblings). It's so good but sad.

Erin

OOC:Sorry I haven't posted in a while, I'll try and keep up. Also, this is sorta part one of the post.

I sat in my room, on my phone, in silence. It satisfied me to be in silence. I smelled the beautiful food my mum cooks. I hopes it tasted as good at it smelt. I slowly spun around on my spinny chair,Round and around and around.
Beep!
A persistent ringing infected my phone.
"Lucia Ren. Ok..." I sighed, pressing the green button. I expected a large shout of delight, but I heard a flat out mutter.
"Hi Erin," she muttered
"What's Wrong?" I asked, watching a tear fall from her delicate face. Her deep, shining blue eyes welling up.
"Everything." She sighed. She gave a much puppy dog face. I worried for a moment. I mean, we are pretty good friends. She was the first person I told I was Bis.exual, then she told me she was too. But, everything is wrong with her family. Her parents are ho.mophobic and don't get along with Lucia. I seriously worry about her.
"Look, pack a little bag and stay the night. I'm sure mum won't mind." I said, she smiled. She got a shirt and jeans, some underwear and a set of pyjamas. Got her toothbrush,Toothpaste and £25. She got her bag and looked at the phone.
"I'll be round in 10 mins, I'll be on my bike." She said, turning off the camera. I ran down the stairs and skidded into the kitchen. My large modern kitchen was spotless, my mum stared.
"You okay Babes?" Mum asked, stirring up a pie batter.
"Yeah, is it okay if Lucia stays round tonight?" I said " She's not feeling great and needs to get away from her household."
"I guess It's fine!"
"Okay, good." I said, reaching into the cupboard and got 2glasses . I filled them with some orange juice and put them into my room. I prepared a mattress for Lucia and made it with some pillows and a bedcover. Then I ran back to the kitchen,
"What's for dinner mum?" I asked eagerly
"Spinach and feta pie, is that alright?"
"Great!" I bounced " Can we have chips?
"Nope! We're gonna have peas!"
I groaned and walked to the door, the doorbell rang.
"Lucia!" I squeaked, opening the door.
"Hiya!" She said putting her bag down.
"Hello Lucia, welcome!" My mum said, hanging her coat.
"Hi Erin's Mum!" She said, running upstairs with me.

Reid keegan

The distant sound of music and boards clashing grew increasingly louder the closer i was to the skatepark.
Mind you it wasn't really an official skatepark but rather an old abandoned, underground carpark that was rediscovered and redecorated by a team of legendary pot-heads way back when.
The park had been closed off, so the only way to access it was through a large, cavern like drain pipe that gaped like a mouth, eager to swallow the fools who entered it. Creeper vines and weeds sprouted from its cracks, and its curved stone walls were so heavily graffitied I couldn't tell what the pipe's original colouring was. The pipe was stationed on the outskirts of our small, rural-ish town in an almost forest like area, part of an old, outdated and unused sewer system. It was spooky alright, with lots of dark rumours surrounded it. And as I stepped onto the lip of the pipe and peered into what seemed like oblivion, it felt very easy to believe them. It reeked of old urine and weed.
"Here goes nothing.." I said under my breath and I latched on my helmet.
halfway through the pipe all natural light was cut off. I didn't know how much further there was to go but with my phone torch being the only source of light, I wasn't planning on staying in there much longer. Soon the music grew louder and louder, underneath me I could feel it beating a heavy pulse in my shoes. As soon as i emerged my eyes were greeted with a familiar and welcome sight; the "Skate park".
Neon lights decorated the walls of the carpark, and loud speakers played what sounded like Korean pop, but I could have been mistaken. The place was buzzing with skaters, junkies, hobos and weirdos alike.
There were few slopes and steps, so a couple of kids had set up some thrilling, probably dangerous ramps that looked pretty sick. I stepped on my board and all of a sudden I was no longer in the small minded town i called home.
but I was safe.
Skateboarding was another world: a land with it's own language, which i speak fluently.
It's an alien land, one thats dangerous and unpredictable. One that's harsh and kind at the same time.
The flip tricks look like magic. Jumping and flipping with your feet, so cool. Something I could do as easily as a blink of an eye. With every Crossbones, every flip and every 50-50 Gind I felt myself growing more confident, more free. My breathing was heavy and my hair was sweaty but inside my heart was singing.
I didn't know how long I had been there, but by the time i felt, the city was sound asleep. Not a single light on. Once again I felt fear as I crawled through the pipe, but when I found myself in the wilderness, in the crisp night air that bit your lungs every time you breathed in, I felt so alive.

Kira I step cautiously through the iron gates of the school. I say cautiously, and suppose it was. There isn't really anything to be cautious about. Literally gates. Ridges of metal. Ridges of metal designed to trap minors in a stone building where they are deliberately and repeatedly exposed to practices known to cause suffering. Suddenly (and rather alarmingly, I must say), I feel a shake at my shoulder. Deirvy grins at me. "Tomorrow," she says. Two girls I don't recognise stand by her awkwardly in the way that one does when one's friend is having an impromptu conversation with an other. I grin at her. Instantly, she departs, with only the finger guns as a farewell. Of course it had to be the finger guns. I return to what is not quite the real world and not quite my mind.
Currently, I am walking down the hill alone. This isn't unpleasant, just a little quiet. Most leave in rowdy cliques, taking up pavement and laughing to jokes that aren't meant to be exclusive. There's one just behind me now, complete with impractical handbags and too-short skirts. I can feel them. Wait.... that came out wrong. Ahead of me, I spot a girl I... sort of recognise? Her ashy blonde hair swings above her shoulders in careless waves. It isn't exactly drastic, but it feels like such a change from the high ponytails and dutch braids of the school. Don't get me wrong, there's nothing wrong with high ponytails and ditch braids, they just feel... overused. It's nice to have a little variation. In a careful attempt to not appear to be a stalker, I slightly quicken my pace. If I'm going at a steady pace, as long as it's faster than hers, I can catch up non-creepily.
Finally, I step beside her, instantly slowing my pace. Our feet now hit the paving in a synced, rhythmic pattern, like a heartbeat. She looks (down) at me, nothing more than an inspection of a sudden, stalkerish presence. However, as soon as her eyes meet mine, her lips twist into a slightly lopsided smile. They're beautiful eyes, pale-ish green, edged with white lightning. She pulls out an earbud I wasn't aware she was wearing. "Kira, right?". Wait... how does she know me? Have we met? Should I know this person? She laughs, suddenly, lighting her elfish features. Her nose crinkles slightly, as she laughs. It reminds me in the oddest way of a baby dragon. I have never actually seen a baby dragon, but trust me on this one. "Sorry. I know who don't know me. It's creepy. I should stop, now". A pause. "I'm Faye, by the way". I feel I should say something, but I don't know what. "Hey," I simply reply.
As she grins back at me, I feel it was probably the right idea

Ray Fon

Waking up for tomorrow is horrible with Karma.
Why?
"Wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up wake up..."
...That's why.
I slid beneath the blanket, trying to block out his sound. Of course it didn't work.
"Argh..." I groaned, slowly getting out of bed. "I don't understand why people think of you as a sociopath. If anything, you're annoying."
Karma chuckled. "Hurry up, I want to go to school early! I'll tell you why later." He threw the blanket off me and closed his eyes. "Get your ***ing mask and hurry!"

We darted through the school gates and we finally stopped running. Out of breath I said, "Right, so, why're we so early?"
Karma smiled. "Eh, nothing important, really. I just like it when there's hardly anyone around."
...
Are you ***ing serious?
I observed the school grounds and realise that he was right. There were hardly any students at this hour and it does feel nice. Not much noise and not much action.
"Hey, do you know who I see?" Karma tilted my head in the direction he was looking in and I squinted my eyes, trying to see past the bushes and trees.
He blinked his eyes at me in disbelief. "....A-are you ***ing serious right now?" He smacked his head. "You are so blind if you're taking this long to spot him!" He dragged me closer to the nature and tilted my head to the direction again. "He's right in front of you!"
Geez, I really am blind.
Next to a tree was John, who was talking to someone. I couldn't see very much since a bush was in the way. I looked at Karma. What was so special about him? I mean, he is a cool boy but why is he so important?
"Do you see him?" Karma asked.
"Who, John?"
"No, you idiot!" Karma pinched the bridge of his nose. "Not that dude, the person he's talking to! Here!" He roughly dragged me closer to them. That's when I realise that the person he wanted me to see was...
"A-Archie?" I hid behind a tree. "W-Why do you want me to meet Archie?"
Karma chuckled. "Like I said, you're going to confess one day anyway. Why not do it now?"
"I-I can't!" I blurted out. "It's too early! I don't know him that much!! He's barely my friend! And John's right there with him! What if he hurts me?!"
"Hi Ray." I heard Archie right behind me.
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Sh.it