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originally posted in:Neo Punks
12/7/2015 9:54:32 PM
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[i] She picks out a paperback book, along with a hardback novel and sits down on a chair, typing on her smart watch.[/i] "maybe. I don't bother reading their minds most of the time, considering all they want is to fùck me." [i] she says, incredibly bluntly.[/i]
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Edited by EvoTymes: 12/7/2015 9:58:57 PM[i]"Damn, that was blunt, but also sad because that's most of the guys nowadays." I thought to myself as I say back down across from her, the book called The Art of War in my hand. I looked at her and said.[/i] "That's not right, also what made you read my mind then if you think I'm like most guys?"
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[i] She shrugs.[/i] "Curiosity."
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[i]I shrugged it off and took a few notes from the book silently.[/i]
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"And why did you stop me and confront me?" [i] She asks, leaning back.[/i]
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[i]"Well there's plenty of reasons." I said to myself in my head.[/i] "You looked like an interesting person."
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"Liar." [i] She grins.[/i]
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[i]I leaned back and crossed my arms, "I mean she did seem interesting." I chuckled. [/i] "I'm serious, you did seem interesting, and I thought I'd like to get to know you."
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[i] She nods.[/i] "Mmhm."
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"Why do I feel as though you don't believe me?"
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"Because I don't." [i] She grins and winks, flipping through a book.[/i]
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Edited by EvoTymes: 12/7/2015 10:55:59 PM[i]"ouch" I said in my head with a small chuckle[/i]"Then why do you think I stopped you?"
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"For any other reason a guy would."
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"Still think I'm a typical guy? Well, I'm sure that'll change." [i]I say as I lean back in my chair and look around, I see students watching my recent fight on their phones "Damn" I thought.[/i]
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"There watching you ya know."
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"Yeah I know, good thing my hoodie on during the fight." [i]i sighed and looked at the doors and saw some teachers walk in[/i] "Shit." [i]i softly said as I shifted uneasy.[/i]
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[i] Ashely looks their way, and suddenly they turn around and walk the other direction, out the building.[/i]
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[i]I was already half way out of my seat when I saw this, I then looked back at her "Why?" I thought.[/i]
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"Because I wanted to keep talking, and I couldn't do that if you were gonna bolt out of the room." [i] She says straight faced, flipping through her book.[/i]
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[i]Half surprised and glad she wanted to keep talking he nodded and sat back down.[/i] "Thanks for that."
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"Yeah, sure." [i] She says, standing up and walking over to the coffee shop the bookstore had.[/i] "You want anything?"
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Edited by EvoTymes: 12/7/2015 11:25:45 PM"No thank you, I'm fine." [i]I said as I pulled out a notebook and started to draw a few things.[/i]
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"Artist?" [i] She asks, as she walks back with a cup of something chocolate-y with whip cream.[/i]
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"Just a bit, I just like to draw really." [i]You see that he drew himself in his position as if it was through your perspective. The shading and detail was quite impressive.[/i]
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[i] She pushes into his thoughts, wondering what he was thinking, while watching him draw.[/i]
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[i]In his head, she saw some his history, him climbing diamond head mountain, him getting his tattoo, training with his father, running and pushing through storms and rain, him performing ceremonial tribal dances as a part of his culture. "Huh, first day of school ain't so bad for me." I thought to myself.[/i]
