My Boyfriend Is A Girl!? ((Memster101&Firetail606))

[Zotohxan]

Okay


So


I don't know where exactly to start this RP? ;w;

 

[Memster101]

((Neither do I! xD I guess the first day my character comes to the campus and gets I'm the room?? Or first scoping out the team?? Also, should we make bios? Or at least age, names, and pictures if all?? If you want to go more detailed I have one xD ))

 

[Zotohxan]

((Yeah, sounds good! ^-^ Maybe she can get into the room and meets the roommate, then waits a bit to settle in, then heads down to see the team- finding out he's on it ,then?


And sure o: I think it'd be cool for this one to do like the last, and just do age, names, and pictures.. I think the more background mystery the better. x3


Also, I will get to this tomorrow! I've taken some medicine and need to go to bed, now ;w; Good night, and I'll talk to you tomorrow! ^-^))

 

[Memster101]

(( That sounds good! I'll post mine in a bit! I hope you sleep well and talk to you tomorrow! :3 ))

 

[Memster101]

Name: Ashlyn 'Ash' Quinn Adams


Age: 19


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[Zotohxan]

((Because I thought it'd be amusing to have a 'pretty boy' dorming with a cross dressing girl.. x3))


Name: Elijah Lee Hartford


Age: 19

 

[Memster101]

((Oh jeez xD . That's perfect! Did you want to start or should I? ))

 

[Zotohxan]

((Think you could? ;w; I don't really know what I could set up since my character is already there x3))

 

[Memster101]

((Okay! I'm sorry if it's not super long. Still on my phone e.e ))


Ashlynn Q. Adams


I chewed at my lip, a little self-conciously, as I headed towards the dorm building on my new campus. The day was hot and with the binding tank top I was wearing under my shirt, I should have been miserable. But, today was my first day of college and I wasn't about to let a little...'warmth' ruin it for me. I shifted the backpack I had stuffed with clothes, trying to get some air on my back as I looked curiously around. Normally, someone of my feminine nature would have been fawning over the sea of guys that milled about...but I wasn't like other girls. For one, I didn't really consider myself a girl. The word tasted strange on my tongue, like taking a bite of a caramel apple only to find that someone has used an onion instead of the expected fruit. Two, the last thing I was interested in is the boys. I had put on this whole charade for one thing and one thing only- Basketball.


Ever since I was little I'd grown up both playing basketball and watching my elder brothers play it. It was engrained in me. As a little kid, I had never taken much notice to the difference between how my brothers' teams and my teams played. The different rules, regulations. But as I grew older and more consciousnessof the spoken and unspoken rules of gender discrimination, I found myself becoming enraged with the system. It only got worse as I grew older and by high school, I was fighting an eternal battle between my want to play the game- how it was truly meant to be played- and my frustrations with the system. So, when I graduated high school, I decided to take matters into my own hands. Without my parents' knowledge, I enrolled into Colorado's University for Men.


Passing off as a guy was the easy part. With the binders I wore, my boyish figure, and gender neutral features I had nothing to worry about unless it came to using the bathroom or showering. The hard part would be flying under the radar as well as my academics. Then there was this roommate business....


As I stept into the building, I was met with a blessedly cool wall of air conditioning. Absently I fanned at the front of my shirt, looking at the signs that indicated what different levels had on them, room numbers. Mine was on the third floor, apparently towards the south wing. A sigh left me as I stared at the seemingly endless flight of stairs before me before I began to trudge up them. Three or so minutes later, I found myself standing outside my room, lightly winded.


Internally, I debated if I should walk in or just knock. Around me echoed the sounds of laughter, yelling, talking....all in rather deep voices. I swallowed, knowing that my own largely higher voice would stand out... Thank god for sterotypical gays. Taking in a breath, I rose my hand and rappend on the door.

 

[Zotohxan]

Elijah Hartford

​

My morning consists of the same things as always... Since none of my previous roommates felt 'comfortable' rooming with someone they'd 'suspect' to be a girl- despite having watched me change to know without a doubt I am not- I don't really care about the whole 'cleaning my room' thing. Though, perhaps I should... At least, if I want to stop falling flat on my face every morning after my 7 A.M. alarm. It's like a ritual for me... Hit the Snooze button on my alarm clock, stumble out of bed half-asleep, strip over shoes, boxers, shirts, or something else, then go into the adjoined bathroom and do all my business in there.


I guess it's pretty good that I don't have a roommate... Not only am I the only one at risk thanks to my less-than-stellar cleaning habits, but I can sleep nude. Which is the preferred way if you ask me. All I've got to worry about is a random fire drill in the middle of the night.


Another cool thing, is that after getting out of my first 8-9 A.M. class, I get to come back to the dorm room I get all to myself and just strip down to boxers, turn on the X-Box, and play some games. I never really got into them until I went to college... But after lazing around bored when my first roommate left me after the first week, I figured I needed something to waste my time doing. ...And he just so happened to leave a trunk of games, three controllers, and the newest console on the market. Was it wrong of me to keep it instead of informing him he forgot? Probably. But it was also wrong of him to call me a "Satan-sucking I'm uncultured" whenever he saw a picture of me and my ex-boyfriend.


Karma, bitch.


I had just finished the final boss on COD ((I actually know nothing about video games, I just assume things from what my friends tell me.. Don't kill me ;w; )) when I heard the knock at my door. Assuming it was the pizza I ordered- healthy breakfast, right?- I just get up and walk over to open it up. Since I knew I'd ordered food I didn't actually strip down today. And since it's pretty chilly in the room, I ended up throwing on a FOB hoodie over my plain blue t-shirt and jeans. Luckily I wasn't seeing any other students.. I know that when I wear hoodies and plain jeans they always say I look more 'feminine' than usual.


However, upon opening the door and seeing some random kid with a backpack slung over his shoulder, I instantly regret my attire. I can hear the questions now... Oh well, might as well at least see what he's got to say? Probably new.. Lost. "Hey, can I help you?" I ask, quirking a brow and resisting the urge to deepen my voice to try and force myself to seem more masculine. That always backfires...

 

[Memster101]

((That uncultured thing always throws me off xD ))


My eyes widened momentarily at the guy who stood before me, presumably my new roomie, and I have him a once over. At least I wasn't going to be the only femme boy here... After I realized I was oggling, I cleared my throat. "Uhm...Hi. I'm Ash Adams, I think I'm your new roommate?" I gave a hesitant, closed lip smile and stuck my hand out. Well...at least my roommate wasn't bad looking... Not that it mattered anyways. A glance past him showed that his up keep skills were lacking, but that wasn't anything I'd mind too bad. Coming from a house of two brothers meant that things were hardly ever clean.


I returned my gaze towards the guy, not wanting him to think that I was judging, and adjusted the bag on my slim shoulders once again. "203C?"

 

[Zotohxan]

((Aah, I forget it does that x'D I guess if we want the word to show we'd have to space it out or put periods or something x3))


I can't help but smirk when I see the kid seeming to check me out. I would say he was sizing me up, but.. He doesn't look all that buff. And considering he could easily pass as a girl as easily as I could, I don't think he'd do something like that anyway. Though, when he says he's my new roommate.. I can't deny the shock which must've been evident on my face. Last I knew, the dorm master said they wouldn't give me anymore roommates.. Seeing as how my longest one was two weeks, and that's just because he wanted to se eif I would slip up and 'reveal' my opposite-sex gentiles. One shower when we were both in was enough to clear that up...


I realize that I haven't responded, and he was looking inside the room.. Hopefully he's not judging, I'll clean up while he's here.. I just get really lazy when I'm alone. I smile back when he says my-our dorm number and nod, taking his hand and shaking it with a firm grasp. "Yeah, you've got the right room.." I step aside so my new 'roomie' can come in. "Sorry, I don't normally have a roommate so I didn't bother with any cleaning..." I turn and bend down, starting to pick random clothes and papers off the floor. Thankfully I was always smart enough not to throw my stuff on the other bed.. Just on the off chance. "Uh, that side of the room's yours." I gesture to the plain bed, desk, dresser, and small closet. "Everything's empty so you've got plenty of space," I turn to point at the door for the bathroom, "We've got a full bathroom right there, the water usually takes awhile to heat up in the mornings thanks to everyone showering, but it's not bad..."


I freeze, realizing I hadn't introduced myself. It really only just clicked that he'd said his name... "Oh, and I'm Elijah Hartford. Freshman."

 

[Memster101]

((There might be a lot of that xD ))


Ashlyn Q. Adams


I smiled at the firm handshake, knowing that my father had always said it was a good show of character. Thankfully, he didn't almost crush my hand like most guys. That had happen a few times... Once he stepped aside, I let myself into the room and dropped the bag on the plain bed, along with the small duffle I'd been dragging around as well. I'd have to buy some more exciting sheets and hang up a few of the posters I had brought along. I took a seat on the bed, examining his side of the room. At the sight of his Xbox I grinned, wondering if he'd let me play it with him sometime or if he was one of those of those weird people.


"Oh, nice to meet you, Elijah," I greated, smiling. "I'm a freshman too. I like your sweatshirt." FOB was one of the bands I was fairly partial too, among countless others. At least we wouldn't argue about music or anything like that. Ruffling my hair some, I grinned lop sidedly. "What are you studying?"

 

[Zotohxan]

((Very much so xD I'm surprised there wasn't as much in the last one.. O.o Probably because we didn't do too much in the school..))


I can't help but smile as Ash looks around, and I notice his grin when he sees the X-Box. "Thanks.." I say when he compliments my hoodie. Wasn't exactly something I'd expect a guy to compliment me on, but whatever.. Maybe just because it's never happened before? When he asks me what I study I let out an involuntary groan. The truth is, I'm not sure yet.. I haven't declared a major. "Eh, I started out with focusing in Social Justice- like cops and lawyers and shit.. Then I went switched to the Arts' School for Photography, then switched to Film, and now I'm back in the main building- obviously..." I mentally curse myself, of course I was back in the main building.. We're not in the arts' dorms. "Anyway.. Now I'm still undeclared, but I'm focusing around Social Services and Psychiatry.. But I'll probably change it again by next semester."


I shrug, blushing a bit before turning away a bit. I hadn't really meant to just blabber on like this.. I think it's maybe because Ash is the first femme-ish guy I've actually had a conversation with, and thanks to his voice being a bit higher... As wrong as it is, I think I'm kinda having a hard time seeing him as a guy. "Uh.. So, what about you?"

 

[Memster101]

((Right? xD We need to up our name calling game xD ))


Ashlyn Q. Adams


Inwardly I cringed at the slip up, wondering if it was as odd as I thought it was. I would have to be more careful with comments like that... Maybe amp up the straight vibe. However you did that. I listed to his blathering, amused with it. I was glad I wasn't the only one who did that. Unfortunately, what classes I would be taking didn't seem to be anything he'd have to take, aside from maybe generals. I shook my head lightly at his apparent embarrasssment at going on, leaning back some on my arms.


"I'm mostly here for basketball....aside from that, I'm just doing generals," I announced, smiling some. "Or whatever happens to catch my attention."

 

[Zotohxan]

((Aah, I planned for Elijah to be pretty badly bullied about the whole gay and femme thing. Not physically, since he does well at basketball, but verbally x3))


I notice only after it's too late that my entire face lit up after Ash mentioned that he was here for basketball. Though, as quickly as I can I compose myself and just give a 'cool' smile. I move to sit on my bed, the TV screen still showing the main COD menu, but it was long forgotten now. "I'm on the basketball team.. Small Forward or Point Guard." I shrug, "The coach is pretty finicky about where he positions people, so don't be surprised if you're Power Forward one day, and Shooting Guard the next. Hell, he may even put you as the team manager one day..."


I find myself looking Ash up and down, involuntarily pausing at his covered chest, and possibly shorts area... Though, I don't let my pauses last too long.. I've long since learned how to be discrete when I'm checking someone out. Perks of being the bullied gay kid in high school, then again in college... On the basketball team.

 

[Memster101]

((Yay xD The same will probably happen with Ash >> ))


My eye brow went up at the excitement I saw in his face but soon my own mirrored his and I grinned. "Really? I've never had to deal with that before. The teams I played on at home were pretty position set. But that's what happens in high school I suppose." Especially on girl teams... My nose twitched in slight annoyance at the reminder but I paused when I saw Elijah's glance. Almost absently I pulled at the front of my shirt, trying to gap the fabric away from my chest. The thought occurred to me that I might have to start faking a bulge with someone so... Observant.


Generally, it wasn't something I had to worry about- especially at home. My dad still didn't understand the whole.... Not a girl thing, but my brothers supported me and called me what I preferred. At home it wasn't dire for me to come off flawlessly as a guy.... Here though... I swallowed and tried to casually bag my jeans some. "When is the next practice?"

 

[Zotohxan]

((Well, at least they'll relate! ;w; ))


I can't help but smile softly when I see the way Ash tries to exaggerate the 'masculine' parts of himself. I've been there... It's hard when you look so much like a girl. You can't control how you come off to people, and it's a pain. So when you notice them really checking to make sure everything is 'right', you tend to have some more involuntary reactions to make it seem more real.. No matter how real it really is. Then I realize he thought I was making sure he wasn't faking... I'll have to clear that up, I'd never do that to another person.. Not knowing how shitty it is, myself.


It's several seconds before my mind processes that he said something, and I finally answer. "Aah, tonight, actually... Well, this afternoon. About 5." I take in a short breath, "Sorry, by the way.." A slight blush comes to my cheeks as I scratch the back of my neck nervously. Sadly, it's one of my mindless reactions.. And one that often makes me look more feminine. "I wasn't trying to be a creeper, or try to see if you were actually a guy or anything... I've been through it, I know you are, I was just.." I let out a sigh, "I guess you'd find out soon enough, anyway.. But I'm gay. I swear I don't mean to linger at.. Certain places, and I wouldn't be some psycho or freak to walk in on you showering or changing or whatever. I just, ya know.." I don't really know what else to say, so I hope that explanation was alright, and I didn't just lose a potential friend.. Because honestly, I feel like we could be friends.. One of my only ones here.

 

[Memster101]

((True e.e ))


I wasn't sure at first how to react to his apology, blinking at him for a few moments before shaking my head some. "No, no, no. Don't worry. I get it all the time," I started to say, waving my hands in a "fret not" gesture. It surprised me to know though that he'd gone through similar things. Sure he was more feminine looking but... Did the people who question do it to be mean or were honestly confused? Thankfully, it had also never been a problem for me. Apart from now and wearing binders in the past, I had never had to go to extreme lengths to pull off one gender or another. Most people just thought I was a dyke or a guy, and in a sense, I sort of was both.. But neither. It was no wonder my dad was confused.


I was pulled from my thoughts at the sudden admission, eyes widening. That I hadn't been expecting either... Did I pretend to be gay as well? Considering the fact if I did get with anyone, it would probably be a guy... I pushed a smile to my lips, hoping to comfort Elijah. "Hey, don't worry about it. You won't get any grief from me. If we're going to be roommates, I want you to just do you. If that means scoping me out occasionally, so be it." I grinned and shrugged lightly, hoping I had eased him some.

 

[Zotohxan]

((I'm struggling with Elijah's personality.. x3 I think it's gonna be kinda split.. Like, out in public he acts all hard and macho to make it seem like the bullying doesn't get to him, but in reality he's like he is in the dorm, actually really soft.. *Shrugs*, I'm still deciding x3))


To tell the truth, it shocked me how accepting Ash seems to be about it.. Normally guys would freak out that they're sharing a bedroom and bathroom with a gay guy, especially one who was caught checking them out not even 30 minutes after meeting. "W-Well.. Thanks." I smile brightly, my posture straightening a bit. "Just to warn you, though.." I slouch a bit, "You probably won't want to be seen with me outside the dorm... Pretty much everyone here knows I'm gay, and they're not normally too nice about it. Honestly, you may get a little since you look more feminine... No offense. But if they see you with me they'll start saying you're gay, and it's just a whole big thing.."


I hated to chase someone off me like that, but it's for his own good.. It's not fair to him to go blind into something like this, he seems like a good guy.. He doesn't deserve the harassment people here would dish out over nothing at all. And he definitely would get some with his looks.. I wouldn't be surprised if he got the 'accidental trip' to 'check' his chest, or even his crotch.. People can be pretty sick when they want to 'discretely' bully someone.

 

[Memster101]

(( I can tell a little xD I thought I was going to have Ash act kind of Tom boy but she sort if just acts like me really xD ))


My smile grew as Elijah brighten and relaxed some, pulling one of my legs up so the ankle rested on my lower thigh. It faltered some though when he started talking again, more for his sake than my own. This was going to be harder than I thought. Pulling my lip between my teeth, I wondered how I was going to do it. If the guys here were as awful as he was hinting at... Shaking my head, I pushed a reassuring smile to my lips.


"Don't worry. I'm tough. I don't really care what they think either. I'm here for basketball, not because I want to make a million friends or whatever." I shrugged lightly. I would have to get in contact with my brothers soon... see if they had any tips or such to help me pass...

 

[Zotohxan]

((Nice x3))


I smile, maybe it really would be a good thing to have Ash as my roommate.. So long as he stays being cool about everything, anyway... If they start getting to him, and he ends up like the others, who knows. Maybe I'll be the one requesting a move. "Well, I'm glad." I keep my smile to him, trying to keep my negative thoughts away. Just then someone else knocks at the door and I grin. "You like pizza?" I ask with a slight smirk ,knowing no one says no to pizza.Especially when they're not the ones paying for it.


I go to the door and open it up, shoving a 20 dollar bill at the guy and telling him to keep the change, then bringing in my box of pepperoni and pepper pizza. I shut and lock the door back before heading in and plopping down on the floor in front of the X-Box, "Oh, and don't think I didn't see how you looked at this.. Come play, you can get unpacked later."

 

[Memster101]

I grinned at his question and rose a brow. "Dude. What kind of question is that?" I mused, watching as he stood up and answered the door. Growing up in a single parent house hold with three other guys meant you basically lived on the stuff, tv dinners, or anything else that was easily assembled. The heavenly cheesy scent filled the room and I felt myself start to salivate. God that smelt good. My stomach grumbled pleasantly and I crossed my arms around my waist. Another thing I could contribute to my passing as a guy was that I could put a decent hurt on whatever food was offered to me.


A sheepish smile came to my lips at his mention of the game and I moved to sit on the floor next to him, picking up one of the controllers. "I haven't played COD in forever," I admitted. "You'll kick my ass." Letting the controller rest on my leg, I opened up the pizza box which had been placed in front of us, and snagged a piece of pepperoni goodness . "This is some pretty good pizza," I announced around a mouthfull.

 

[Zotohxan]

I can't help but smirk at him, "Yeah, I just finished it.. Got through the final boss, it just went to the title screen." I don't go for my controller yet as I pull off my hoodie, leaving me just in the blue t-shirt. Even though I can't really handle spicy things, I still love them.. But I learned the hard way that I can't really be anywhere warm or wear anything warm if I'm going to eat something spicy... I almost got myself sick one time before I knew it.


I then get myself a piece and nod at Ash saying it was good, "It is.. It's cheap, and the closest place around here. Usually I get it within like ten minutes, but today I guess they were pretty slammed." I shrug, then hold the pizza in my mouth as I pick up my controller and move to the multiplayer option. "Any specific difficulty?" I try to ask around the slice, but much to my 'luck' it comes out more like, 'Any pacific dip-a-puppy?'

 

[Memster101]

(( I have to get a new computer e.e*))


I made a mental note of this and to get the name of the place as well as the phone number. Unlike the redness I was starting to see in Elijah's face, I loved spicey food and it loved me. My family was one of those that pretty much drowned things in hot sauces and I adored it. Many years of practice helped me decipher what Elijah had said and I replied back after a swallow, "Maybe medium? If you dont mind I mean."


I took another large bite and chewed happily, fanning at the front of my shirt with a free hand. All these layers sure made eating this interesting. I took a chance to glance Elijah over now that his hoodie was off and swallowed some. He was fairly slender, more lean really than shrimpy, but it was easier to see how someone might mistaken him for a girl. I glanced down at myself, knowing that with my slightly baggy shirt on, I was more or less as slender as him... if I took it off though? His previous understanding might turn into skepticism. My previous excitement for tonight dampened and my heart started to speed in my chest. God. What was I getting myself into.