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Ethan began to draw, sketching demons and monsters. He wished he had another smoke. He leaned over and whispered to the daydreaming girl. "Hey Ray" he grinned roguishly, blue eyes sparkling.

Ethan strode into class, shooting angry glares at his classmates and flopping down on his chair.

Ethan woke up, his head spinning. He looked down at his sketchbook and the blunts laying around his room, sighing heavily at the psychedelic drawings scrawled across the pages. He showers, dresses and runs out the door. He grabs a a cigarette and, lighting it, takes a deep pull and hurries...

Um I'm up for anything if you want a 1 on 1 rp Whatever genre you want I'm just bored

Name: Ethan Age: 16 Gender: Male Personality: An antisocial artist stoner with a heart of gold. Swears frequently and is super flirtatious Appearance<p><a href="<fileStore.core_Attachment>/monthly_2014_09/1536504_271742269649006_907879619_n.jpg.b9d6572d60c825e5c352f1763d707b0b.jpg"...

I'm so unbelievably bored/tired/my head hurts but hey

"Lemme help you with that" Ethan chuckled, bending over to pick up the books. "And then there were none?" He said, handing the book to her "GREAT book".

Ethan walked down the hallway, alone, as usual. He casually glanced from person to person as he took long, meandering strides towards gym class. Along the way, his eyes caught those of a pretty girl, one whom he hadn't seen before.(I'll do bio later it's hard enough to type on this thing as it...

"I'm Axel" he chuckled, the bandages on his arms shifting as he raised his arm to support his new friend. "I'm new here too".

Ethan broke away from his crowd, walking towards Arin and Samantha. "Hey... are you guys new?" he said cheerily. "I haven't seen you guys around..."

Ethan continues to smoke, a crowd of his punk friends forming. They were an odd bunch, clad in black and leather, with piercings and dyed hair. They were his friends though, and he couldn't ask for a better crew. Loud music ripped through the placid september air as they discussed music, art...

Ethan continues sketching, looking up and nodding at Samantha. It was weird being a sophomore, he thought to himself, sketching demons in his book. High school in general was weird.

Ethan stopped, and walked back out the door. Pulling out another cigarette and lighting it, he brought out his pencil, and his sketchbook. He sits in the parking lot and begins sketching quietly.

Ethan looked at Geoff, wishing he had a car. He walked through the big double doors and began to make his way down the hallway.

I'm so boreddd

Alright!

"No no, it was my fault" he said, blushing with embarrassment. "I shouldn't have been running". He paused for a moment, the presence of a girl making him anxious. Steeling his courage, he looked her in the eyes. "My name's Axel, what's yours?"

When are we starting?