forum Next Steps [Private RP — Closed]

Started January 16, 2019 by @Imperfect_Autumn group

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(Lol thanks Autumn
And, ah, @Chogiwae, I should probably warn you that I apologize too much)

Gray’s POV:

Violeta. Of course it had to be her.

We’d known each other in high school, but to say that we’ve never gotten along would be an understatement. Violeta hated my guts. Yes, there was a girl like that. All I did was compliment her a few times, flirt with her lightly and she hated me.

“Well, well, well,” I turned my attention towards Violeta, a smirk on my lips. “If it isn’t Violet. How’s the pretty lady?”

(Lol thanks Autumn
And, ah, @Chogiwae, I should probably warn you that I apologize too much)

(Autumn’s right! You did good!
Oh, well, I know now. :D)

(Lol, And Thanks)

I stopped dead in my tracks, slowly clenching and unclenching my fists. “Gray,” I started, a warning ringing loud in my voice. “It would be fantastic if you never talked to me again.” Inhaling sharply, I loosened by limbs and approached the desk I had been sitting at earlier. I knew he was making fun of me— he had to be. What would a stereotypically hot guy like him hit on a fat girl like me? Even though I knew I wasn’t that overweight, he probably saw me as some sort of disgusting whale.

(Sorry, I went to take a shower.)

Gray’s POV:

I didn’t know why she was being like this. I would compliment her and she’d throw it in my face. Didn’t girls like to be complimented? Of course, even I knew there were exceptions to the compliments. I tried not to be creepy. I tried to come across as friendly. So why didn’t Violeta take the compliment? She was pretty. I simply told her the truth. Why didn’t she take it?

I didn’t know what I was more annoyed at; Violeta discarding my compliment, or her not appreciating me. I didn’t know which one it was, but I didn’t feel good about it.

“C’mon, Violet~” I said, the smile still bright on my face. I would have continued had it not been for Eden.

Eden’s POV:

Sterling saying what he loves about me always does wonders. Even when I try not to, I always end up blushing. Gray didn’t notice. Sterling, however, did.

Anyway, it was annoying that we were the only ones in class. I wouldn’t have minded if it was just me and Sterling—we would have just made out, but Gray was here. And now, so was the other girl. I didn’t care about either of them. I really didn’t. But what irked me was the fact that the girl really didn’t want to be bothered, and Gray was doing just that. This is why I didn’t like people. This is why they annoyed me.

So before he opened his mouth to continue, I cut him off.

“You’re annoying,” I cut in harshly. “Cut it out.”

The tiniest of smirks formed on my lips. Whoever this girl was, I definitely liked her. Locating my earbuds and shoving them into my pocket, I straightened my back, pointedly ignoring Grey and offering a smile to the two strangers. “Hey, I’m Violeta, nice to meet you.” I crossed the room to them, adjusting one of my bracelets. It was my first day of college, and I was armed with space buns, TJV pins on my backpack, and an awesome corduroy top— the a-hole from high school was definitely not going to mess things up for me.

(Sterling: You're darn right we would've made out!)

Sterling's POV:

I smirked as I watched the interaction happen. This girl was just having none of Gray's flirting. I suppose I'd had enough of that myself, but now I had Eden.

"Nice to meet you, Violeta. I'm Sterling, and this is Eden," I said, introducing us for the second time that hour.

Eden's POV:

I simply nodded at the girl, right before the door opened and students began piling in. I suppose it was time for them to arrive, too. After all, it was ten minutes until class started.

(Loll)

I slipped my hands into my back pockets, smiling back. Finally, a guy with actual respect, who knew how to act like a respectable human being. I supposed that wasn’t fair, there were plenty of guys like that out there, but apparently none of them had made it to Winston High (the high school, is this okay?). “Nice to meet you too,” I replied, pretending as if Gray wasn’t in the same room as us.

(Yup, it's okay! :D
And lol, Sterling. xD)

Sterling’s POV:

As soon as class was over, I gathered my things up and walked out with Eden. I tried to her in the hall with a small smile, hoping she wouldn’t get the wrong idea about what I was about to suggest.

“So, E… I was thinking we could go out to lunch today,” I started, tossing a quick look back into the classroom. “And I was thinking it would be nice to invite Violeta. You know, to get to know her and stuff. It wouldn’t hurt to make some new friends here.”

Eden’s POV:

I stopped walking, turning my head to look at Sterling with a frown on my features. I didn’t want to get to know anyone, or to make new friends. I was perfectly fine with only knowing Sterling in here, but it was understandable why Sterling suggested it. He wanted me to open my social circle. Besides, I shouldn’t be dooming Sterling to a life of introverts since he preferred getting to know people.

“… I don’t want to,” I finally answered honestly. “But we’ll do that.”

Sterling’s POV:

I grinned and leaned down to kiss her gently. “Great! We’ll ask her as soon as she comes out,” I said, smiling down at her.

Eden’s POV:

I linked our fingers together, smiling softly before wrapping my arms around him.

“Sterling…” I murmured.

Sterling’s POV:

“Yes, babe?” I asked softly, wrapping my own arms around her waist and pulling her slightly closer as I looked down at her.

I left that classroom as quickly as I could, crossing the campus for the third time that morning. The cloud cover had eased a little, giving way to a respectable amount of warm sunbeams that made the shadows play across the ground. I inserted my earbuds into my ears and pulled out my phone, scrolling through my playlist until my fingers stalled on the screen. Perfect. With ABBA’s Dancing Queen blasting in my ears, I made my way to my next class, successfully washing myself free of the awful nauseous feeling Gray had left behind.

Eden’s POV:

“I love you,” I whispered softly, looking up at him.

(Wait I assumed that they’d see eachother later and ask
Crap sorry
Should I change what I wrote?)

(Hm… No, I can work around it. What class would she have next?
And what’s her major? Just so I know.)

(Sorry
Since it’s a college, probably Studio Art)