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Hi. ^-^ Did you have any ideas?

Hey. Sorry I didn't see you had made this thread. Do you have any ideas? I have a few of my sister's ideas.

It’s fine. Well do you prefer realistic or fantasy plots?

Either one is good.

Okay. Let me look through some plots I have and I will send a couple.

Muse A and B were best friends when they were little, almost inseparable. When Muse A was 7 her parents moved her across the country and she lost touch with Muse B because of the change in her life.
Now in college Muse A and B ended up in the same college. On their first day hearing each other’s names in a class together they were both surprised to see the other and RP would pick up here.

That sounds great!

Okay. ^-^ I will get started on my girl and post her soon.

Great.

Name: Arabella Grace Montgomery
Age: 18
Appearance:

Name: Zeke Archer Paulson
Age: 19
Appearance:

Cool do you want to start or me?

Yes, please.

Arabella was one of the first people in her class which was normal for her. Sitting towards the middle of the room she kept her eyes down just wanting the day to be over. As time came for the class to start she half listened to the professor and raised her hand when he called her name, a barely audible, “Here,” passing from her lips before she quickly put her hand down again. Listening to the other names her eyes lifted when she heard Zeke’s name. It can’t be, looking around the room she searched for him sure it had to be her friend.

Zeke was a bit late to his class. He slid into the first seat he could find and then he listened to the names that were being called. He was shocked to hear the name Arabella. He frowned and shook his head. It couldn't be, right? he asked himself. He looked around the room, searching the faces for her face. But he realized she might not look the same. They had known each other when they were young, now he was 19 not 8. He had changed some, but his personality never did. He almost didn't hear his name being called. "Here." He said clearly and loudly. And then he saw her. She was looking for him as well. He was amazed. She was beautiful. Though, he always thought that when she grew up she would be. But she surpassed any thoughts of what she looked like. He lifted his hand and gave her the spock salute.

When her eyes met Zeke’s she knew right away it was him just by his eyes. He had changed, but of course so had she. When he gave her the Spock salute she held in her laughter not wanting to upset the professor, but returned the sign to him. She was still shocked to see Zeke and had a hard time paying attention to the class. When it finally ended she sighed in relief while grabbing her things. She debated if she should talk to him or if she should leave. What if he didn’t want to talk to her after all?

Zeke grinned when Arabella gave him the Spock salute back. When they were young he was really into Star Trek. That was his thing, he always gave her the Spock salute. He was still a big nerd but now he was a jock nerd as well. He had gotten into basketball and he was team captain at his High School. He got a free ride to college as long as he played for the college team. Which he was eager to see which spot he was playing. When he turned back to the professor he had a hard time concentrating. Luckily this was the first class, a welcoming class, so he really didn't need to be here for the class. At the end he gathered up his things and ran over to her. "Arabella Montgomery." He said with a grin. "I cannot believe you are here." He said.

Arabella was surprised to hear how deep Zeke’s voice was, but she was just glad to hear him again. “I can’t believe you are here either. I always knew I wanted to come back some where with snow so here I am.” She looked up into his eyes, she was a lot shorter than him, but she always knew she would be short because of her mom. She opened her mouth to say something, but only nervous laughter came out, “This is so strange.”

Zeke smiled and nodded. "You always did love the snow, didn't you?" He ran a hand over his neck and nodded. "It is so strange. But a good strange, right?" he asked her. "Want to walk with me for a little bit? Before our next classes? What class do you have next?" he asked her trying to look at her schedule.

“I do very much love snow and I have missed it the last few years.” Putting her bag across her body she looked up at him with a smile, “Of course, it’s a great strange. I never would have thought we would have ended up in the same college.” Tucking her dark hair behind her ear she nodded, “Yeah, um I have bio tonight. This is my only afternoon class today. What about you?”

"English at four." He told her. He walked beside her on the campus. "Alright, so we have got to catch up. It's been forever since we've gotten together. Since what? Since you were seven and I was eight? Isn't that right?" he asked her as he looked around the campus. It was nice and big. He was insanely glad that they had a class together or else he might never have known she was there. Right under his nose.

Arabella smiled softly as they walked around the campus, “Yeah, unfortunately. I was seven when we moved, my parents lost touch with your parents with all the activities I did, then... everything else.” She wasn’t sure if he knew her mom had gotten sick or not and it wasn’t something she really wanted to talk about right then. “How did you end up choosing this school? You always hated all the snow we got.”

Zeke nodded. "Yeah, I know. I figured. You know, I tried to send you letters for a while, but I guess you guys moved or something like that? Since I got all my letter back except one. Did you get one of my letters?" He asked her. He shrugged about her question. "Yeah, I do hate the snow. But I got two basketball scholarships and I preferred this team to the other one. The other one was in Oregon, and not only is it cold there, but it rains all the time. And as much as I hate the snow, it only snows here every winter, not all year. So that was my deciding factor."

She nodded slowly, “Yes, we moved after Mom got sick. Dad didn’t want a big house and yard anymore so he could focus on her.” Chewing on her lip Arabella shook her head though. “I never did get a letter from you though or I would have written you back. You were my best friend.” Looking up at him as he explained how he decided on this school she smiled, “I can definitely understand that. Oregon is pretty though.”

Zeke frowned. "Hmm... I wonder where that first letter went then." He said with a shrug and then he grinned. "You were my best friend too, Bella." He said with a wink. "I still cannot believe you are here, this is amazing." He told her. "So what is your major?" he asked her. He waved to a few people as they walked. He had lived here his whole life and he knew some of the people at this college since they had come from his high school. He had a few buddies from his team come here as well. As well as a few exes.

“My parents probably forgot to give it to me since mom was diagnosed not long after we moved the first time.” Chewing on her lip she moved her dark hair out of her face. Looking up at him she smiled back, “I haven’t heard that nickname in awhile.” She blushed slightly when he winked at her and looked back in front of them. “ I actually haven’t decided yet. I’m mostly doing core classes here and transferring to a performing arts school eventually. What about you?” She watched him waving to people and smiled a little, she always knew he would end up being popular.

Zeke nodded and then he frowned. "Your mom was diagnosed? With what? Is she okay?" he asked worried about her mother. He remembered the woman dearly. Whenever he wasn't at his house or school he was at Arabella's playing. Her mother was really sweet to him and he had loved her like a second mother. It was hard to watch them move away, far away from him. "Well, I decided to major in Business. That way if my basketball career falls through I have that to turn to." He said with a shrug.

“Cancer,” she told him gently and shook her head, “no. Um she passed away last year,” she said quietly as she wrapped her arms around herself. It still made her stomach do flips when she talked about losing her mom. She smiled a little looking up at him, “That’s probably a good idea. Do you want to play basketball for a living?”

Zeke shook his head and then stopped. He pulled Bella to him and hugged her tightly. "I'm sorry for you loss. She was a wonderful woman, and an even better mom." He whispered into her hair. He then let her go and began to walk again. He nodded. "I would like to play for as long as I can, and then if I can, when I'm no longer playing, I want to coach." He told her with a grin. He loved the game of basketball.

Surprised by his hug it took her a second before she started hugging him back. Her eyes pricked with tears that she shut her eyes tightly to hold back. “Thanks, Zeke,” she told him quietly. Starting to walk with him again she looked over at him as he explained. Smiling she nodded, “I didn’t even know you liked sports to be honest.”

Zeke nodded and shrugged. "I didn't really get into sport until middle school. I started out with soccer but I found that I was better at basketball. And I enjoyed it so I tried out for the team and got on. For a while I was just the water boy. But then I played some and I was firmly on the team." He grinned. "I love the sport. Really, I just like what it does to my body." He said teasing her. He pulled up his shirt and revealed his abs. "Yeah..." he said laughing. He saw a girls eyes bug out and he pulled his shirt down. He waved to her and she blushed.

Smiling she nodded while listening to him. “Sounds like me with dance. Of course it only started as an escape for me and I’m too short to be a ballerina ever.” She looked over lifting an eyebrow until he lifted his shirt and she blushed brightly as she stared at his abs. “I uh y-yeah I can understand being happy with what it does to your body.”

Zeke smiled and chuckled at her reaction. "Yeah, I'm no longer the short, scrawny little kid you knew." He told her. When he was young he was real short for his age and he was super skinny. But then he sprouted over a short time. He was now tall, and with all the exercise he got from playing basketball and working out beforehand. "So you dance now? I would love to see that at some point."

She laughed softly, “Well if we bath had stayed as short as I remember us both being we both would be on very different paths,” she joked while grabbing her water bottle out. Smiling she nodded, “Yeah, I’ve danced since we left. If I ever find a dance squad or something around here that is interested I would love for you to come watch since I know I will see you play basketball when it comes around.” She smiled up at him before taking a drink of her water.

Zeke smiled. "True." He said with a small laugh. He nodded. "Yeah, let me know. I'll come see you dance. And you will see me play sooner or later. First I have to see which position they put me in. And if they even play me, I am a freshman. So..." he shrugged. "I guess we'll see." He looked over at the dorms. "Where are you bunking? I'm in building D." He told her pointing to his building.

“I will. I don’t remember much about this area of course so I have to search for dance studios sometime soon. I just don’t want to be disappointed I guess.” It was harder to find studios after hitting adult age that would hold interest in someone getting older. “Well even if it isn’t this season I plan on staying around here so I’m sure I will eventually. Unless you end up moving schools.” Looking to where he pointed she hadn’t even realized they were near the dorms, she had been so focused on him and getting to talk to him again. “I’m not very far away, I’m just in C building,” she told him happily. Why that made her so happy she wasn’t sure, it was a strange feeling how butterflies swirled in her stomach while taking to him.

Zeke nodded. "I think there are a few. I have never gone into them, but I've seen some around. My younger sister is enrolled in a few dance classes in the dance studio on Broadway street. If you want, I can drive you by there sometime." He offered. He looked at her and then smiled and realized she didn't even know he had a sister. "Sorry, my parents had another kid when I was a freshman in high school. But she was a wonderful surprise. Her name is Kenya, and she is now 5 years old. She's a great dancer. You should see her sometime."

Just as she was about to accept a ride from him to see the studios her mouth blurred out “Sister?” instead. Had he had a little sister she was completely blanking from her memory? She made a slight face at herself for not being able to remember until he continued his explanation. “Ooh that makes more sense. Wow. I guess that was surprising for your parents.” She smiled over at him. “I’d love to see her. Little kids dancing is cute.”

Zeke chuckled and nodded. "Yep, I believe my dads first words were; 'Oh shit. There goes my retirement plan.'" He said with a chuckle and shrug. "But we can't imagine life without Kenya now. And Kenya is dad's precious little girl. You should see him with her." He grinned. "Actually you should come over sometime. I know mom and dad would love to see you again. And Kenya... well she would love to meet you. But she would have all these questions for you and she'd most likely be bothering you the whole night."

Laughing Arabella shook her head, “I guess that would change a lot of plans with one kid almost grown and a brand new one on the way. He’s probably with her the way my dad was with me,” she said with a soft smile. Her eyebrows lifted when he suggested she come over. “I wouldn’t care if she asked me a lot of questions. I would love to meet her and see your parents again.” Looking up at him she was about to ask what else he had been up to, but her phone buzzed in her pocket making her jump in surprise. Pulling it out just to make sure it wasn’t her dad she made a face at the name on the screen and shoved it back into her pocket. “Um what other classes are you taking this semester? Maybe we will have a couple more the same.”

Zeke nodded. "Yeah, it changed a whole ton of plans for my parents. And you're right, he does treat her like I remember your dad treating you. He actually never wants to discipline her, so my mom is always disciplining to both of them." He told her with a smile. "So, we'll have to set up a dinner date then. I'll call my parents and let them know." He told her and then waited for her to answer her phone. He frowned slightly. "Who was that?" he asked her before he answered her questions. "Uh... I got Math 107, History 103, you know I'm not sure why I need history but apparently it's needed for a business major." He shrugged. "How about you?

“I think that is how most dads are with their little girls,” she told him laughing a little. She could see his dad treating his little sister like a princess and never getting on to her. “That sounds great,” she said in agreement to dinner with his family. Her hand went to her pocket when he asked who it was. Right then wasn’t the time to get into her ex boyfriend was it? Though there was probably never a good time for that. Sighing softly she bit her lip before looking up at Zeke again, “My ex. He is a little...possessive I guess is the best word. We broke up months ago, but he can’t accept that I guess.” Rubbing her fingers through her dark hair she saw a bench and started to head over to it so they could sit and talk since she preferred to make eye contact while talking. “Well I have biology tonight, of course our math class we just got out of, and I have English tomorrow. I guess we won’t get lucky and have more than one class together. It’s silly that we have to do core classes we did in high school for any major.”

Zeke smiled and nodded. "Probably. I will probably be the same if I ever have a daughter." He said with a shrug. He loved kids, always had. When he was young he had always asked his parents for a sibling. But they didn't really want another child, that was until his sister came along by accident. He looked at her pocket and nodded. "Ah. Well, with someone as gorgeous as yourself, and if your temperament is the same, I can understand why he wouldn't want to accept the break up." He told her with a smile. He sat down on the bench when they got to it and turned his body towards her. "Yeah... well, maybe. I really haven't checked my schedule so I'm not exactly sure which classes I have and when. Perhaps we do have one more together." He told her. He was always forgetting to follow the schedules he was given.

Arabella laughed softly, “Possibly. I can see you being a dad that sites over his little girl. You were always really sweet to the kids younger than us at the playground.” Her cheeks blushed brightly as they sat when he complimented her looks, “That’s very sweet of you, Zeke. I guess I’m mostly the same, temperament wise, though I do stand up for myself now since I didn’t have you around to do it for me anymore,” she smiled looking in his eyes. Nodding, “Possibly. I guess we will just have to see when we see each other again. Which when will I see you again after you have to go to class?” She asked curiously.

Zeke smiled and shrugged. "Yeah, I guess. And I can sort of tell, from the short time that we've been talking, that you have the same temperament that you did when we were kids." He looked her in the eye and realized how pretty her eyes were. He remembered looking in her eyes when they were kids and he knew that he had been in love with her. She was most likely his first ever love and crush. He nodded. "I'm not sure. Well, would you want to go see the studio after my class was done?" he asked her.

“Thank you. I always wanted to be the same kind person I was back then.” Her dark eyes met his and Arabella couldn’t help smiling. She had missed him when she moved, the pain slowly went away, but he had always been in the back of her mind she realized now. “That would be great if you aren’t busy after your class,” she was avoiding blurting out the question she wanted to ask, but it was getting harder. She had forgotten how cute he was when they were kids and now he was probably the most attractive guy she had ever seen.

Zeke shrugged and shook his head. "No, I'll be fine, Bella. I will always make sure to I'm not too busy for you." He said with his dazzling smile, he only reserved that smile for only the most special of people. "And perhaps after we visit the studio we can stop by my parents house? They always have dinner waiting for me, but I can tell them that I'll be joining them for dinner with you. That is if you want." He said.

Smiling Arabella bit her lip looking at her lap, “That’s really sweet of you, but I’m sure if you have a girlfriend she would not like that.” That was one way of figuring it out she guessed. “I really would love to, but I do have my class tonight. Do you think I could get out of your parents house and back on campus by 8:30?” She looked back up to his clear blue eyes and felt her heart flutter once more.

Zeke frowned and then shook his head. "If I had a girlfriend she probably would not particularly enjoy me going to dinner with a beautiful girl such as you. Though what would your boyfriend say if he heard you went to dinner with me and even met my family." He said with a small smile. He wondered if she had a boyfriend or not, and she had brought up the topic of boyfriends and girlfriends. "And I can promise to have you back on campus before 8:30 tonight." He said.

Arabella’s smile brightened when it was clear he didn’t have a girlfriend. Laughing she shook her head, “Well, first off he would have to exist and since he doesn’t I don’t think there is much to worry about.” Tucking her dark hair behind her ear she then dropped her hand to pick at some of the frayed edges of her ripped skinny jeans. “Then I would love to come over to dinner tonight with you.”