forum School RP 2 (Closed Stalkers are welcome even if I still don't believe they exist...)

Started December 03, 2018 by Deleted user

tune

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“I was cute when I was little. Like I can’t get over how adorable I was but then I grew up into this,”

"I'm sorry, do you want a kiss of apology?"

He parked the car and smiled. “Absolutely,”

Lillian leaned over and kissed him with a smile, "All better now?"

Lillian leaned over and kissed him with a smile, "All better now?"

“Absolutely,” he chuckled.

Lillian laughed, "So are we there?"

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"I was never cute. People always said I looked like an anime character because my eyes looked gigantic on my face. They also said that my eyes were the prettiest thing about me. I didn't know who to believe so I didn't believe either one."

“Anime eyes aren’t a bad thing,”

"I also never smiled as a kid because why would I so whenever I smiled or laughed, everyone would just freeze and stare at me. It was creepy."

Lillian laughed, "So are we there?"

”we are there,” there were cars of all kind. Shitty rusted ones that looked like they couldn’t even run and others that looked like they cost millions. Nothing about being here was PG either.

"I also never smiled as a kid because why would I so whenever I smiled or laughed, everyone would just freeze and stare at me. It was creepy."

“Well I was kind of a sociopath so… you remember it right?”

"Course I do. Then I turned 11, got admitted to a mental hospital, and once I came out my laughter just made everyone scared."

“I remember insanity! Sigh,”

"Yeah so do I. I didn't go crazy in the asylum. I went crazy afterward when the voices started."

Lillian laughed, "So are we there?"

”we are there,” there were cars of all kind. Shitty rusted ones that looked like they couldn’t even run and others that looked like they cost millions. Nothing about being here was PG either.

Lillian looked around at all the different cars, "Wow. This is going to be fun."

"Yeah so do I. I didn't go crazy in the asylum. I went crazy afterward when the voices started."

“Makes sense,”

Lillian laughed, "So are we there?"

”we are there,” there were cars of all kind. Shitty rusted ones that looked like they couldn’t even run and others that looked like they cost millions. Nothing about being here was PG either.

Lillian looked around at all the different cars, "Wow. This is going to be fun."

“You bet,” he chuckled. “We just have to wait,”

Lillian smiled, "I figured as much. Do you recognize any of these cars?"

"Yeah so do I. I didn't go crazy in the asylum. I went crazy afterward when the voices started."

“Makes sense,”

"But even still. After Mom died, every single time I left the house I'd take a knife with me because I'd have men up and down the street looking at me like I was some easy target. I was petrified."

His memory flashed to when she only had one eye and he couldn’t help but smile. Such a huge insecurity for her but he didn’t care. He thought it was cute and she’s always been so beautiful in his eyes.

Lillian smiled, "I figured as much. Do you recognize any of these cars?"

“Some of them, yeah. Listen there’s a secret to this. It’s not about what the car looks like from the out side, it’s about what’s under the hood,”

"So a really rusty car could actually be really good? Makes sense, appearances aren't everything."

“Yeah. Like that white one there,” he pointed to a rusted out, crap car. “That engine is nitro fueled.” The person next to it opened the hood to a shiny and silver blue glowing engine.

"Damn," Lillian said whistling, "That ones going to be fast right?"

“It’s the same stuff as what’s in the tanks in mine but it’s newer and built into the engine so he doesn’t need these bulky tanks in his car.” Darren opened the hatch and grinned. “But mines faster,” he chuckled.

Lillian smirked, "I'm sure it is. Before the race starts do you have any enemies here?"

“Plenty but, see that guy?” He pointed to a large man, taller and much bigger than Darren. His head shaved bald and his car tricked out.

“I have a box of girls clothes in my closet. You might be able to find some stuff in there? Or I can drive you home.”

"Pourquoi…?" She murmured, then realized it was probably better to not asked that question. "Could you drive me home? If it's not too much trouble."

“Don’t you have parents?”

"I do," she replied quietly, thinking. "My mother should be home."

Lillian saw baldie and nodded, "Yeah?"

“I have a box of girls clothes in my closet. You might be able to find some stuff in there? Or I can drive you home.”

"Pourquoi…?" She murmured, then realized it was probably better to not asked that question. "Could you drive me home? If it's not too much trouble."

“Don’t you have parents?”

"I do," she replied quietly, thinking. "My mother should be home."

“I should meet her. Isn’t she worried about you?”

Lillian saw baldie and nodded, "Yeah?"

“He’s ruthless, he hates losing and he hates that I’m his competition. He’ll ram me off the road given the chance,”