runaways

[Geronimo]

All Time Low


Runaways


Romance,Fluffy,highschool


Character A has had a rough time navigating their preppy new private school. They grew up in a bad neighborhood,and always got into trouble. Character A is also an orphan who just got shipped to a new foster home. Honestly, Character A isn't bad at all. They were just forced to play the act that society wanted them to. Character B has gone to this preppy private school for as long as they can remember. They're a very rebellious spirit and has always wanted to get out of their pressuring life. Character B doesn't want to be what everyone wants them to be. They just want to be them. When Character A and B meet they soon find out both of them want out of their crazy world. So,they decide to runaway. Will this carefree pair find exactly what their looking for and more?


This is a little one on one. I have no idea why it was deleted,but let me state that this IS a one on one

 

[Aspen Kelley]

Hey, it's me again, should we start it? Is there a character sign up?

 

[Geronimo]

No... I'll start it off. Just let me written something up. I'll be character b.


Average.


Some people may find this word comforting. Many people live their life how people are supposed to. School,work,marriage,children. That's the order,right? That's what you're expected to do in life. Follow the order,be a good child,continue to something you hate just to be average. To blend in. To not make a splash because that is forbidden. Well,if you are a rebellious soul this does not sound right. Life is supposed to be risky and exciting. You're supposed to wander of the path. So why was dear Wyatt so bound to this path? Perhaps it was his parents,who pressured dear Wyatt to strive and achieve,perhaps Wyatt just needed that little opening. That little window that allowed Wyatt to begin his life of adventure. Well,for noaw Wyatt's little window was pretty much non-exsistent. He on a little stone bench,pouring his heart and soul into his calculus homework so he wouldnt have to hear another lecture from his parents. A light breeze ruffled his unruly choclate brown hair. The breeze smelled of the ocean that lay nearby the school,slightly calming his frayed nerves. As Wyatt put down his pencil he glanced around, wondering when his window would come,and in what form. He would never know,and probably wouldn't know until it arrived. Wyatt ran his fingers though his hair. His brown eyes unfocused,yet full of wonder. Wyatt sighed slowly as he picked up his pencil once again,ready to frustrate his mind once again with the complicated problems that seemed to occupied all of his free time.

 

[Aspen Kelley]

Cora slides down in her chair, running her hands through her head and letting the breeze snake through her window. The letters from the book she had to read have barbed edges and are tangled together and are impossible to read. It's a passage from a pretentious novel written by a privileged author and she will never ever need to know it. She hasn't ever need to read. So much more fun to live her life out for herself, to experience adventure than sit in her room staring at a page. Her parents would never have minded. They were free spirits, she was told. They were painters. They traveled the world and died before she was born. She never felt the ache, only longed for them at night. Not for an real reason... she just wanted something more than cold foster parents. They never minded when she got into trouble. They just sighed, thinking that she was a useless case. Cora didn't know, so long as she kept her freedom. She probably was useless, she thought to herself, trying to focus.