She's sarcastic, pretends to be asexual, and loves to tease boys. He's a playboy, flirts with every girl he sees, and is secretly a huge romantic. They are dared to go out with each other, and soon, despite their efforts, sparks fly.
(Sounds interesting, but I don't want to join an RP with characters that are premade, so I'll stalk)
(Okay!)
(I'm stalking this)
(Cool! Now I have two stalkers and no one to do this rp with.)
(Now I feel bad)
(Don't. I don't actually care. XD)
(May I?)
(Sure! Do you want to be the girl or the guy?)
(Can I be the girl?)
(Sure! Do you want a template, or do you want to start blind?)
(Your choice, I'm fine with anything)
(Alright! Is it okay if I don't do a template?)
(Yep! By the way, can you start?)
(Of course!)
(Thanks!)
Damien Tingress sauntered to the door of his classroom. He was late, but he didn't care. He still got perfect grades.
Alice looked up when someone walked into the classroom then quickly went back to doing her work, not really caring that it was Damien. She had been wondering if it was her friend, since he wasn't here yet and he rarely missed school.
(So, they're friends, right? Or are you talking about someone else?)
(She's talking about one of her friends who was a guy)
(Got it.)
Damien glanced around. The teacher glared at him but didn't say anything. Damien's father was rich and influential, and no one wanted to get on his bad side. He sauntered to his seat, right behind Alice.
Alice glanced at Damien and playfully winked at him before finishing up the problem she was on, quickly starting the next one she was supposed to do. She wanted to get this stupid homework over with and text her friend to see if he was here yet or not.
Damien chuckled quietly. "Someone falling for me?"
"That's the funniest thing I've heard all morning, Tingress," Alice replied, not even looking up from her book as a small smile made its way up-to her lips.
(What's her last name?)