Kate and Kat

[Kat]

Heyyy :P

[Dancin' Kate]

Sorry I took so long, I was out on a three-hour bike-hike and I got back an hour ago. I'm very tired. -.- I can post first, or you can, I don't really care.

[Kat]

Can you please? :D

[Dancin' Kate]

Mehskgnakfishfiwoqkdnvksktbsjgjw. Am I going to portray male or female?

[Kat]

Male, please (:

Did you want choices of my girls or my pick?

[Dancin' Kate]

I don't mind who you pick, just somebody to go along with Cameron's additude. I'll be posting something shortly.

[Kat]

Kk. I have 2 more hours, maybe 2.

[Dancin' Kate]

Cameron sauntered down the halls of Bridgeport Highschool with a smirk on his face and a cocky aura surrounding him as he watched the passing girls and high-fived his friends. Junior year and he was top dog, in both academics and social status. "It's good to be the king," he murmured to himself as he shut his locker, books for his first period in hand as he made his way down to the room. As he walked down to his class, he heard faint chatter about a new student and felt a smirk curl on his lips that most girls drooled over, a mischievous glitter to his gray eyes. Strolling into his first period history class, he sighed heavily as he sat down in his seat and let his eyes roam around the room, looking for a cute girl to flirt with. For the next ten minutes, he talked with a girl named Sally Hartfield until the teacher came in and settle everyone. Sitting back in his own desk, Cameron yawned loudly to show his immediate boredom as the teacher went on about what they would be doing this week. However, when she mentioned a new student starting in the class, he perked up, especially when he learned about the gender of said new student. Flicking his eyes to the door, Cameron eagerly awaited the new girls arriv and felt his eyes widen as she walked in.

[Kat]

Scarlett's heart raced as she strode confidently down the halls of her new school and to her locker. Everyone was talking about her and staring at her, but she pretended not to notice. This school would be different than the last, she promised that to herself. Her new house was the most beautiful house she had ever seen, her dog was about to have puppies, and she had a whole new wardrobe and furniture. Her pink ear buds were laced lightly through her fire like red orange hair. Her curls bounced as her converse met the floors. Walking in a few moments late to her first class, she realized everyone was staring at her. She suddenly regretted wearing her revealing but just barely acceptable shorts. The white shorts rose high up her tan thighs, meeting just around her waist with a tan belt. Flattening her navy blue blouse against her stomach and chest, she sat down in front of a boy who was at least a head taller than her. They sat in the back of the room. As soon as everyone's eyes were finally off of Scarlett, her iPhone rang in the white fringe purse she carried around. Feeling the pressure of everyone's eyes on her, she pulled it out of her phone and quickly denied the call. She pretended to not notice everyone staring as she turned back around to look at the white board.

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