Writer's block with Life as We Know It sooo uploading Fire :)
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Once we entered the main building, a cold breeze swept through my insides making me shudder a bit. Everything was crisp white and orderly. "Fancy," I commented, earning a giggle from Miley. "I know right."
"Nicholas," said a deep voice, making Miley and I turn around. Soon, I was facing a very tall man with serious grin plastered on his slightly wrinkled face. "It's very nice to make your acquaintance, I'm Dean Marcus." Dean Marcus let out a hand, expecting me to shake it which I did. I didn't feel like making bad intentions with the guy who could ruin my chances of making my school experience awesome.
"Nice to meet you too, sir," I said, glancing at Miley. "Ah, Ms. Cyrus," Dean Marcus said turning his attention to Miley. "I hope that you're guiding Nicholas here through the campus." Miley nodded, flashing her award winning girl-next-door smile. "Good, good," said Dean Marcus, smiling. "I hope that you're ready to expand your education, Mr. Jonas."
"I think I'll take my chances," I replied with sarcasm in my voice. Dean Marcus laughed his booming laugh, walking pass us. "Be on time for the Back To School Meeting," he called out to us while he walked away.
"C'mon," Miley said, grabbing my arm. "There's 1,540 more acres you have to see."
Hooray.
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"Now that we covered mostly the entire school," said Miley, walking backwards to face me. "Let's take you to your room."
"It's about time," I replied, nearly out of breath. Miley gasped, slapping my shoulder. "Kidding," I lied. "Of course you are," Miley muttered, walking straight ahead once again.
After about 2 minutes, we finally reached an enormous building-like house. "This is where I'm living?" I said with shock. Miley nodded, entering the building. The whole place had beige colored walls and black furniture. Guys who passed by gave Miley a smile and a wink and continued on with their day. "Are you a whore here too or are you just attractive to them?" I asked teasingly. Miley gasped, punching my arm. Not like it would hurt or anything.
"I'm starting to regret being your friend, Jonas," she hissed at me, leading me into a hallway. The colors in this hallway seemed to change even more as we got deeper. From the bland beige, white, and black to sporty orange, blue, and red. Most walls were covered with pictures of wild parties, posters of famous athletes, and graffiti paintings hanging on the walls.
As the guys passed by, I couldn't help but smell the aroma of weed and cigarette's in the air. "I'm starting to love this place," I commented, cracking a grin. Miley rolled her eyes, leading me into a big room with two beds on each side. This looked more like a hotel suite than a dorm room. On each side of the room sat an auburn colored wooden desk which looked like it has been polished just 5 minutes ago, a large walk in closet, and a bathroom with a porcelain sink and a large white vintage clawfoot bathtub.
"These people don't play around when it comes to fancy," I commented, earning a nod from Miley. "Knock Knock, dudes and dudettes!" a voice erupted from behind us. Miley and I both jumped a bit, turning around to face a large guy with spiky black hair and a huge smile on his face.
"What's good, brah?" he said, engulfing me in a hug. "I'm your new room mate, Taylor." After the hug, I couldn't help but feel crushed by my new room mate. "Nick," I responded, rubbing my newly crushed arms. "And I'm Miley," Miley said, adding a smile. Taylor smiled back, hugging her also. Miley yelped, her oceanic eyes widening with pain. "It's good to meet you both," Taylor said in his Hawaiian accent.
"So I'm guessing this is your first year, too," I said, walking around the room observing what I could destroy first. "Hell'cha!" he said excitedly. "But the only thing that bums me out is the fucking prisses around here."
Finally, a guy who understood how I felt for once. "Taylor, we're going to be good friends," I told him earning a chuckle from both him and Miley. "I guess I'll leave you guys alone then," Miley said, giving me a hug. "Call me if you need anything, Nick."
I waved goodbye as she walked away. Taylor whistled, his eyebrows rising up. "She's your girl, brah?" he asked obviously interested. I shook my head as fast as I could, feeling the sensation of my head coming off of my body. "She's just a good friend," I replied with a lot of emphasis. Taylor smirked, shaking his head softly. "Whatever, brah."
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left4dead2 Ep 1: Ahh FIRE!by CSTechz15 views
@BlaBlaBlubb1995 lol nooo ; that could never happen not even in a story
therealSelenaMunroe 1 year ago
loooooooooooooove it already !! but hopefully nelena pleeease ! :DDD
TheDopeyMusic 1 year ago