One on One's discussion

There ^_^

Yay! What did you want to do for this one??

Maybe one of your other ideas? ^^

Or... Ik; pregnancy, arranged marriage, kidnapping etc

Ooh pregnancy sounds fun! Maybe the the Charries go to a party and they don't even know each other and they get drunk then the chick gets knocked up?

Yeah good idea! Lets do that :) can I be the girl heremaybe?

Sure! And I'll be the girl in the other one?

Yup! :)

Awesome! Let's make Charries then, would you rather like super detailed or kinda detailed or just like name, age, picture and some background? Haha

Kinda detailed haha because I tend to add things when I rp lol

Alright! I'll start making mine then ;)

Okay ^^ I'll do mine after

Name: Matthew (Matt) Thomason
Age: 17
Looks:

Personality: Matt is a party animal and a heartbreaker. He is that guy that every girl chases after and strives to get. He doesn't keep the same girl on his arm often, except for his on and off again girlfriend who he keeps running back to. When he's not around people that he knows, he takes down the facade that he's developed and is actually himself, a sweet guy who cares for someone's feelings.

History: Matt has been in the same school system since kindergarten, with the same people. He has a history of being at every party, even people three towns over know him because of how many parties he attends. His mom and dad divorced when he was younger and his mom remarried almost instantly. He hates his step dad, which is why he's out all the time.

Name: Gwen Collins
Age: 16
Looks: http://24.media.tumblr.com/152b3fe5ea...
Personality:
Gwen is very sweet. She can be a little shy and she's not popular. She likes to listen to rock music and she is very stubborn. She has a hot temper that she loses quite easily when someone pisses her off. She doesn't trust easily and that usually doesn't work great with her.
History:
Gwen was born in a small family. She had one sister; her name was Alison. But she was a lot older and soon she moved out. Their mother died and her father became a bit abusive. Gwen has scars on her back to prove of that. But she loves her father very much.

Matt sat in the backseat of his buddie's car, laughing. They were headed a couple of towns over to a party that they had caught wind of. They had never been to a party in this town, but Matt heard that it was going to be sick. He jumped out of the car, not bothering to open the door, and took in the scene around him.

Gwen was already at the party, getting herself drunk. She laughed at something her friend Alice said and then started dancing with her. The party was at the house of a rich girl from her science class, a total bitch, but she got invited anyway.

Matt decided that the party was decent and worth his time, so he walked in and went straight to the kitchen to grab a beer. He opened a bottle using the counter and took a sip. He scanned the room as he drank his beer and finished it up. He threw it in a trash bin and then made himself a jack and coke. After taking a few shots of Jack before even adding the coke to his drink, he made his way onto the dance floor.

Gwen was still dancing with her friend Alice, laughing. She was having a really good time. She felt careless; it was perfect. Suddenly, Alice was gone. She had not even seen her leave. She just giggled and kept on dancing, really drunk.

Matt, pretty drunk already, saw a girl dancing alone and smiled, watching her for a moment before approaching her. "Mind if I dance with you?" He yelled over the music so she could hear. He could tell, by the way that she was dancing, that she was pissed, but it wasn't like he was going to try and take advantage of her or anything, right now he just wanted to dance.

Gwen turned around to him with a giggle. "Yeah, yeah,' she said with a smile, wrapping her arms around his neck and pressing her small body against his. If she hadn't been drunk, she would never have done that.

Matt chuckled and placed a hand on her waist, pulling her body into his. His other hand held his drink, which he took sips from every now and then. He looked down at her and grinned, she was cute with an attractive face and a hot body. If Megan, his current ex girlfriend saw him now she would be furious. He didn't care though. They weren't technically together at the moment, even though they probably would be back in each other's arms in a couple of days.

Gwen pushed her black hair back. She felt light as a feather. She danced with him, grinding her hips against his. She didn't know what she was doing, but it felt good. She was really drunk. She giggled and felt an urge to kiss him; though she barely knew him.

Matt felt the buzz of his most recent drink settle on top of the already existent one and smiled. He slid his hand down from her waist to her ass, hooking his thumb through the belt loop of her shorts. He ground back against her to the beat of the music.

Gwen sighed of delight, it felt so good. She was so drunk. She shivered pleasantly when he moved his hand. She pulled him to her and then kissd him, not even knowing what she was doing.

Matt smiled and kissed her back softly and gently. He still had somewhat of a conscious so he wasn't going to just grab her and rip her clothes off of anything. He squeezed her ass slightly and ground against her faster.

Gwen kissed him back softly at first but then became more urgent. She kissed him deeper and wrapped her arms tighter around his neck. She pressed her hips against his.

Matt chuckled and started to back up slowly, not breaking the kiss. He brought her away from the mass of bodies and to a corner. He pulled away from her to set down his cup and smiled before pushing her up against the wall gently and kissing her again.

Gwen moaned softly when he pushed her against the wall. She pulled him closer, kissing him a little deeper. Oh she was so drunk. She never drank this much. She kissed him hungrily. She wanted him; very much.

Matt could taste the alcohol in the kiss and that meant that this, this foolin around meant nothing and that it was pretty okay, at least for him. Her moan immediately turned him on, god damn it was sexy. He moved his lips from hers and then down, kissing her jawline and then her neck.

Gwen gasped softly in pleasure as he kissed her neck, it felt really good. She tangled her fingers around his hair and pulled his lips closer to her neck, moaning softly. She got really turned on by him being this close. She had never been kissed like that before.

Matt wrapped his arms underneath her thighs and picked her up as he sucked on her neck. She smelled like freakin heaven mixed with vanilla. He left a hickey before sliding his lips to her ear, nibbling and sucking on her earlobe softly.

Gwen wrapped her legs around his hips, moaning again. He smelled so good. His scent mesmerized her. She sighed of delight when he nibbled on her earlobe. God, this felt amazing. He felt amazing. "Want to.. go.. upstairs?" she said breathlessly, wanting him, very much.

"You sure?" He murmured, but he had already peeled her off the wall and was on the way to the stairs. He stumbled up them careful not to drop her and quickly found an empty room. He shut the door with his foot and the set her down on the bed, climbing on and straddling her, leaning her back as he kissed her again.

Gwen nodded and giggled when he carried her upstairs; not knowing what was going on. She moaned softly when he straddled her and she pulled him to her, wrapping her arms tightly around his neck as she kissed him back hungrily. She clutched him tightly to her, so turned on.

Matt snaked a hand underneath her shirt and rested it on her stomach smiling. He nipped at her lower lip and as she moaned, he slid his hand higher. (Wanna skip so we don't get the topic deleted -.- I actually hate this rule)

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Matt rolled over, his head pounding from the inevitable hangover. He hadn't realized quite how much that he had drunk last night. He jumped when his bare skin touched something warm and opened his eyes to see a girl laying there. He smirked and shook his head, totally unable to remember much of what had occurred. He got out of the bed that they had claimed and walked around the room, slipping on his clothes as he found them.

Gwen was still asleep, curled up on the bed. She sighed happily in her sleep; deep asleep, very deep. She groaned when she felt that the warmth left her body. "Five more minutes," she mumbled into the pillow, her black hair spread across it.

Matt jumped and looked over at the girl to make sure that she was asleep before opening the door quietly and heading outside. His friend's car was still there, so he either was with some chick, had left with someone, or was passed out somewhere in the house. Matt walked back inside and sure enough, there he was, asleep next to the toilet bowl.

Gwen woke up slowly, groaning. Oh god, her head hurt a lot. She squealed as she saw that she was naked. "Oh my god," she mumbled, clutching the blanket to her. Where was she...? She couldn't remember anything from last night except going to this party.. She slid out of the bed and pulled her dress back on, biting her lip. She had done it? She bit her lip and pulled her shoes on, going downstairs. She had come here with her friends car, but she couldn't find her or see her. She bit her lip; great. That would mean that she would have to walk home.

"Get the fuck up man," Matt nudged Chris awake, but he fell asleep quickly. "God dammit. I'm taking your keys then," Matt bent down and searched in Chris' pocket for his keys then headed out to the car. His head was pounding and all he wanted was to sleep. He put the key in the ignition and pulled out of where they had parked on the street.

Gwen bit her lip harder and then walked out of the house, running her fingers through her hair. She looked in the small mirror she had with her and gasped, her hair looked awful. She started combing through it with her fingers, putting it down. Then, she noticed the hickeys on her neck and bit her lip. Oh god, she had done it. She bit her lip hard and walked down the street, it was a least three, four blocks away.

Matt drove past a girl with black hair and then looked at her through his rearview mirror. It was the girl he had slept with. He thought about turning around and giving her a ride, and decided that it was the best thing to do. He made a quick u turn and drove back up the street, stopping when he got to her and rolling down the window. "Do you need a ride?" he asked.

Gwen seemed to remember him. Oh god, was he the guy that she had slept with? She hesitantly walked towards his car. "Yes.. thanks.." she said softly, getting in the car and looking over at him. Should she ask? Well, that would be awkward. She was not sure on what to say to him.

"Just give me directions of where you need to get to," he kept the window rolled down and turned up the volume of the music. "I don't really know where anything is around here," he looked over at her and smiled. Hey, even though they had hooked up and everything, he didn't have to treat her like shit.

Gwen smiled back hesitantly. "23th street," she told him. "That's straight ahead for two blocks and then turn right, then left and then you'll get there," she smiled slightly. "Thanks," she repeated, running a hand through her hair. "What is your name?" she asked softly, she didn't know it, or didn't remember it.

Matt began following her directions and glanced over when she asked him. "It's Matt, and yours?" he asked, realizing that he hadn't asked for it before he and her did it last night. He wondered if she knew it was him, she had to have known that she had done something with someone because of the hickeys that he had left.

"Gwen, I'm Gwen," she smiled slightly at him and ran a hand through her hair again. It was a nice day; she liked being outside. But not now. Her head was hurting like hell, she had an awful headache that continued to throb in her mind. She rubbed her eyes. "I got really drunk.." she trailed off.

"Hmm, pretty name," he mumbled quietly. "Yeah same," Matt could feel a bit of tension, a bit of awkwardness in the air as they began to talk about the previous night. "But we're on your street now, so you get to go to sleep," he winked. "Which one is yours?"

Gwen chuckled softly when he said that. "Yes I do," she said and she stiffled a yawn; still really tired. "That one," she said, pointing at the third house on the right side of the street. She hummed softly.