I feel the nudge of a bony finger in my rib and turn to face my current annoyance. Staring back at me was the concerned look of one of my best friends, Ollete. She's always been the mother hen of the group and we appreciate it, but sometimes it became overbearing.
She picked up our math textbook from her desk and leaned toward me. The book was covering her face as she spoke to me.
"What's wrong? Did something happen?" She whispered.
Frowning, I shook my head before putting it back into my crossed arms. I heard her scoff at me before she muttered, "Liar."
It's not as if I keep things from my friends... I just think it's best to keep this a
I run to the hallway door, a cold sweat already making its way to my back. Buy before I can open it my mother slams it open, almost hitting me in the process. I fall back on my rear, pointing toward the bathroom door. She stood before me with a kitchen knife and a look to kill.
"Who the fuck is that!" I yell out in confusion and shock.
Moving faster than I've seen her move in a while, my mother is at the bathroom door with her knife up ready to strike like a mama bear. After a few tense seconds she whips her head back to look at me with venom.
"There's no one there! Are you trying to get out of school or get your ass whooped?" She scolded
Everyone knows that mornings sucks. You get blankets torn off you, people scream in your face and you get up just to go somewhere you hate. And to top it all off you walk in on a naked man!
"Roxas! Get your ass up! You're going to be late and I refuse to give you a ride just so I can listen to your teachers bitch!" My dear mother screamed as she turned on the wretched light.
Snuggling deeper into my blanket I managed to ignore her presence entirely. Ahh, sweet relief, nice warm blankets and nice wonderful sleep. This is the- "AHH! What the fuck!" I shrieked (a very manly shriek, I must add). My blankets were rudely ripped from me and replac
I feel the nudge of a bony finger in my rib and turn to face my current annoyance. Staring back at me was the concerned look of one of my best friends, Ollete. She's always been the mother hen of the group and we appreciate it, but sometimes it became overbearing.
She picked up our math textbook from her desk and leaned toward me. The book was covering her face as she spoke to me.
"What's wrong? Did something happen?" She whispered.
Frowning, I shook my head before putting it back into my crossed arms. I heard her scoff at me before she muttered, "Liar."
It's not as if I keep things from my friends... I just think it's best to keep this a
I run to the hallway door, a cold sweat already making its way to my back. Buy before I can open it my mother slams it open, almost hitting me in the process. I fall back on my rear, pointing toward the bathroom door. She stood before me with a kitchen knife and a look to kill.
"Who the fuck is that!" I yell out in confusion and shock.
Moving faster than I've seen her move in a while, my mother is at the bathroom door with her knife up ready to strike like a mama bear. After a few tense seconds she whips her head back to look at me with venom.
"There's no one there! Are you trying to get out of school or get your ass whooped?" She scolded
Everyone knows that mornings sucks. You get blankets torn off you, people scream in your face and you get up just to go somewhere you hate. And to top it all off you walk in on a naked man!
"Roxas! Get your ass up! You're going to be late and I refuse to give you a ride just so I can listen to your teachers bitch!" My dear mother screamed as she turned on the wretched light.
Snuggling deeper into my blanket I managed to ignore her presence entirely. Ahh, sweet relief, nice warm blankets and nice wonderful sleep. This is the- "AHH! What the fuck!" I shrieked (a very manly shriek, I must add). My blankets were rudely ripped from me and replac
Sometimes, I'd love to log into my Deviant aand see that someone actually likes my art. Yes, I understand the axel looks like a kid on acid drew it but it was on my laptop mouse! I don't normally draw with that! I draw with pencils...,Anyways. I know I'm a loser but share the love! XD
Holy jesus I feel like Mello.Just Munch munch munch on chocolate all day long. I'm so surprised I'm not fat. Anyway Line art can go suck my dick, I hate iiiiitt. But I really want to upload a picture. :/
I wish I was as talented as some people when drawing. I look at my pictures and say woowww that looks like a 10 year old drew that.(for the record, I'm not ten) But anyway I'm going to Draw pictures for my story, hopefuuly they will turn out good.