Post by sam on Jun 12, 2011 9:47:04 GMT -5
NOAH BLAISE MACARTHUR
toughie }{ senior }{ heterosexual
[/color][/center]ALIAS: Sam OTHERS: none, yet. TIME ZONE: est. DISCOVERED: facebook, and then I guessed the link.ABOUT YOU: I misspell words purposely.toughie }{ senior }{ heterosexual
what, you wanna dig into my personal life? why, you gotta know about my looks too? I'm sitting right here, you blind? Whatever. Lets get it overwith... I've got dirty blond hair and green eyes. I hate formal clothes. No reason to wear black ties and jackets at an event thats not even yours. I gotta say, I'm pretty badass. Natural muscles and all that crap. I dont wanna push it or anything, I'm just saying.
If you get on my nerves, you might as well stay the hell away from me. Dont expect to see me in class every day, let alone on time. Ill walk in on the last fifteen minutes of class. Teachers hate me, and I peeve them off on purpose. I hate learning and anything that has to do with it, although I'm pretty smart anyway. You'll find me fixing cars when I've got nothing to do. I'm good with mechanics.
On my good side, I'm pretty cool. I won't give you gifts and compliment you at everything you accomplish, but I will treat you better than someone that I don't like as much. Sure, I'll walk around with ya, maybe even take you to school on a motorbike or whatever, but nothing really more than that. I always got my walls up, don't try to break 'em down. I'll hate you.
Oh, so now you wanna get into how I got here? Man, you guys are so freakin' nosy. Whatever... I was born on December eighth of 1992. I'm 18 now. I don't remember much from when I was a baby, and no one really cares to tell me so I'll just say what I got in the back of my mind. Well... I know that my mom, not dad, but mom, left after I was born. She cheated on my dad. I hate her. Anyway, before I could walk I already knew a lot about my dad. He hung out with me in my crib, held me when I felt down, even for a baby.
I have a younger sister too. she's 17, i see her sometimes in school. she's my opposite. we don't usually get along, but she packs a punch. she was born when i was one. see, i do know math. after she was born, i wasn't as lonely as before. she was daddy's little princess, and i was his 'prince.' i'm not royal or popular now, i don't know what the hell happened. i was the happy go-lucky little boy until i was seven. that's when my mom came back asking for some cash for her new boyfriend. he was a druggie. i wasn't surprised. my dad and mom got in the big fight and i got in the middle of it. mom punched me in the face; i still got the scar... i don't believe in accidents.
that's when my emotions went downhill. i got stubborn and blocked out any love or cuddly mushy feelings from my mind, their tucked away in the back of my head. it's how i got here today. i started breaking my dad's rules. breaking the school's rules. got into fights. vandalized. arrested four times... i'm better than that now. this was before i was even fourteen. i got better over year 15 and 16... now, i'm making a slight recovery. i'm still walking on thin, thin ice... i'll go down soon, i'm sure of it...
he undecidedly fiddled with the strings on his hood. he didn't know whether to go inside or hang around in the forest. his sleek, black fur shone naturally. if anyone saw him and wanted to speak to him, he would not be about to reply; he lost his voice for two hours after he shapeshifted. so he usually was alone when he came back from the woods or field. he meow quietly as a twig landed on his back, a soft wind engulfing the feline. he shivered and began to run from the woods, nearing his school quickly. he went behind a tree and quickly shapeshifted, tugging on a v-neck t-shirt and jeans. he pulled on converse sneakers and walked inside the building, a satisfied smirk on his face.
he trotted to the student's lounge and turned the doorknob. it was dim, and there was a girl curled in a chair. he recognized her- adlanniel?- and she looked calm. he saw her journal, old-fashioned looking. he looked down and didn't say anything- he couldn't. he felt a thump near his foot.
"Oh, please no..." He heard the girl say.
Katz looked up and saw the book with a small ember on the cover. his heart skipped a beat, a fire alarm going off in his head, until it burned out before he could slap it off with his hand. when she reached to pick it up, am ember flew to her arm. a shriek escaped her mouth, and he looked at her. a distraught look was on her face. he picked up the book, more embers flickering on his arm. he wasn't hurt by the sparks. he handed the book the the girl and smiled, silence enveloping the two.
he trotted to the student's lounge and turned the doorknob. it was dim, and there was a girl curled in a chair. he recognized her- adlanniel?- and she looked calm. he saw her journal, old-fashioned looking. he looked down and didn't say anything- he couldn't. he felt a thump near his foot.
"Oh, please no..." He heard the girl say.
Katz looked up and saw the book with a small ember on the cover. his heart skipped a beat, a fire alarm going off in his head, until it burned out before he could slap it off with his hand. when she reached to pick it up, am ember flew to her arm. a shriek escaped her mouth, and he looked at her. a distraught look was on her face. he picked up the book, more embers flickering on his arm. he wasn't hurt by the sparks. he handed the book the the girl and smiled, silence enveloping the two.
