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Aug 20, 2013 10:51AM

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((Dystopian is... well, have you read the Hunger Games? That's dystopian, because the government is making them fight to the death... let's see, what else... Matched (Ally Condie) is dystopian, Uglies (Scott Westerfield) is dystopian. Basically, it's a world where the government wants full and complete control over its citizens. An undesirable world. The opposite of utopia : ) ))
((Realistic fiction and fantasy fiction mostly : ) Would you like to do a realistic fiction romance??))
((Hmm... how about...
-Two school enemies who have to work on a project together start to fall for each other? Too cheesy? xD
-Two people who have been friends forever fall for each other? But one already has a girlfriend/boyfriend?
Do you like one of those??))
-Two school enemies who have to work on a project together start to fall for each other? Too cheesy? xD
-Two people who have been friends forever fall for each other? But one already has a girlfriend/boyfriend?
Do you like one of those??))
Name: Richard "Richie" Coleman
Age: 18
Personality: Richie can be a bit of a jerk sometimes. He's a jock and always gets the attention. However, around his friends, he's kind and caring. Richie is very sarcastic and if you don't know him well, you'd think he was being rude to you.
Other: Single, and has a little sister.
Age: 18
Personality: Richie can be a bit of a jerk sometimes. He's a jock and always gets the attention. However, around his friends, he's kind and caring. Richie is very sarcastic and if you don't know him well, you'd think he was being rude to you.
Other: Single, and has a little sister.
((Ack, sorry!! I totally forgot about appearances! *face palm* I'll just add that in here…
Appearance: Richie is tall with tan skin and an athletic build. He's got blonde hair and blue eyes.))
Appearance: Richie is tall with tan skin and an athletic build. He's got blonde hair and blue eyes.))
((Okay.))
Richie sat in class, not paying attention to the teacher droning on and on about Roman history. He turned in his seat to look at Poppy and threw a folded up paper at the back of her neck.
Richie sat in class, not paying attention to the teacher droning on and on about Roman history. He turned in his seat to look at Poppy and threw a folded up paper at the back of her neck.
It it was a funny and disrespectful drawing of their teacher, Mr. Morris. Richie chuckled quietly.
The bell rang, signaling the end of their last class of the day. Richie collected his stuff and waited by the door for Poppy.
"You wanna come over? Or is Mr. Perfect claiming you tonight?" Richie asked bitterly, referring to Poppy's boyfriend.
"At football practice?" Richie asked, waggling his eyebrows. "I've been told I look 'like, totally hot' in my gear."
"Isn't it?" Richie said. "So you in? Or is Mr. Perfect gonna think you're checkin' out some new dudes?" Richie smirked.
"Excellent!" Richie said, grinning. Usually he got everything he wanted. Except the one girl he wanted…
"Let's go then! If I'm late, Coach'll be on my back for the rest of practice."
"Let's go then! If I'm late, Coach'll be on my back for the rest of practice."
"Boys locker room," Richie said. "You probably wanna stay outside, unless you wanna see the horrors of that."
An hour after practice, Richie left the field, hot and sweaty. His hair was plastered to his forehead and the back of his neck. He approached Poppy, who was on the bleachers. "Hey."
Richie's eyes hardened. "Yeah, sure. Go, run to him," he said, going into jerk mode. Richie glanced out over the bleachers.
"Poppy. Nothing. Is. Wrong. Okay? I'm fine. I'm heading out with some of the guys, anyway. Have fun with your boyfriend. I'll text you later," Richie said, jogging back down the bleachers without waiting for a response.
Richie stared after Poppy. He sighed and got back into practice.
A few hours later, he was upstairs in his room, lying on his bed and watching a game, bored.
A few hours later, he was upstairs in his room, lying on his bed and watching a game, bored.
"Wait, Poppy--" But she had already hung up. Richie groaned and threw his phone against the wall.
Richie collapsed against his pillows, wishing he had been nicer earlier. He soon drifted to sleep.
Richie heard his phone buzzing and stood up groggily. He looked around and found the phone lying against the wall. "Hello?"
"Sure, I'll come over," Richie said, chuckling. "And I was going to say… that I'm just lookin' out for you."
"See ya," Richie said. He walked out the door and climbed into his parents' SUV.
*****
Richie knocked on the door.
*****
Richie knocked on the door.