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((Alright alright alright))

((how does this start))

(( well, normally, we come up with a plotline, then you make your oc, then i make my oc and then we start))

((hmm okay... what plotline do you want))

((uh i dont know, what genre do you want? romance, etc))

((anything but fantasy, it's up to you))

((then lets do romance >:) ))

((alright))

((I'm putting it here bc everywhere else has a patronus or like a godly parent XD))

((Why don't we just roleplay here instead of the commaful chat?))

Name: Liam Peterson
Age: 16
DOB: March 8

Gender: Male
Pronouns: He/Him
Sexuality: Straight

Personality: Liam has a strong sense of what's right and wrong. Plus, Liam stays true to those values no matter what happens in his life. He is easy going, though. He is very confident in himself and is very intelligent.
History: His mother and his father met in high school. They quickly fell in love and married right out of college. The couple got pregnant quickly and gave birth to Ella. A year later, they gave birth to Liam. Years later when Liam was 3, Megan was diagnosed with stage 4 brain cancer and died a month later. Her last wish was for Jackson to move on and be happy with his children, and to make sure their kids had an even more amazing life than she did. Jackson later married Lillian, the florist that sold him the flowers used for their wedding.
Family: Deceased mother, Megan Peterson
Step-mother, Lillian Faith-Peterson, 33, Florist
Father, Jackson Peterson, 36, CEO
Older Sister, Ella Peterson, 19, College Student

Appearance:
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Clothing Style: Athletic wear (view spoiler)[
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Likes: Soccer, football, sports, school
Dislikes: Lillian
Fears: Failing to honor his mother's last wish

((we can probably use it here too))

Name: Skylar Robbins
Gender: Female
Age:
Sexuality: Straight
Pronouns: she/her


Personality: Bubbly and fun although often unsure of herself. She's the type of friend and girlfriend that everyone wants. She is rarely angry but struggles a lot with self-image and anorexia.

History: has been in and out of psychiatric hospitals because she doesn't eat. Doesn't have a support system. Her mother and 2 younger sisters died in a car accident, leaving only her and her dad, who spends his days drinking and forgetting about his life. She is the reason that they are still afloat, having multiple jobs and putting her social life in the backseat as she strives for perfection. Perfect grades, the perfect life, the perfect friends, the perfect appearance.

Appearance:
Likes: Books, poetry, music, movies
Dislikes: bugs, catcallers, food

yeah we can do that

cooool,
so,
whats the plotline

uh...
they meet at school? or smth?

okk
should i start or do you wanna try?

i can tryyy (try being the key word... lets see if im a stalker in this try too XDDD)

XDD

Skylar walks out of the classroom, ticked off. Of course Miss Anglemyer felt the need to assign a 1500 word essay. Because she doesn't have enough to do then spend her weekends grading papers. She walks up to her locker, and attempting the combo and messing up, wants to start crying as she leans her head against her locker. She hasn't eaten in days and she plans on keeping it that way no matter how in despair she seems. This isn't acceptable she tells herself. What are people going to think, seeing you have a mental breakdown? What have you worked for, huh? This is why your dad doesn't bother with you. This is why you don't have a boyfriend. THIS IS WHY you can only depend on yourself. She begins to cry and tries to find the bathroom through her misty eyes.

Liam had just walked out of the math classroom when he sees a girl on the verge of crying. He halted in place, what should he do? Should he ignore her? No. An asshole would only do that. Should he go up to her? Maybe, but maybe she wants to pretend it never happened. He shook his head slightly and went up to her, "Hey, are you okay?" He whispered, not wanting to attract attention. "Are you hurt?"

She looks at this boy. He looks genuine. She tries to remember how to form sentences. She thinks, This boy, he's gorgeous and he actually seems to care that I am distraught. Every other person in my life would have walked away and became disgusted. He's different. Maybe I like different. "I... uh... I'm-" she sniffs noisily and it sounds disgusting. At that moment, her legs decide to give out.

Liam helps her up and helps her into an empty nearby classroom. He quickly locked the door to the classroom. "Are you okay?" He asked her, helping the girl down into a chair. "Did someone hurt you?" He went to the teachers desk and grabbed a tissue box and a trash can.

She sniffs again, once again, sounding absolutely disgusting. She wonders why he decided to help her. He didn't know her and he certainly has no reason to. She blows her nose, cringing at the noise. "I guess I'm okay. I'm stressed out and school isn't helping. You ever notice how many expectations are put on you at school? Like you and your parents don't have enough expectations on your shoulders. You can already feel that weight on your shoulders and school multiplies it x3. Like Mrs. Anglemyer just assigned us an essay. And she forced me to do the harder one, because I have the grades, but it's just too much! I don't have time and I certainly don't have the patience. I give myself enough problems and hurt myself enough without everyone elses help!!.... sorry I kind of went of on a tangent and you don't even know me. What's your name, by the way? I don't even know you. Are you always this nice or...?

Liam nods and listens to her, "I'm Liam. What's your name?" He says, "Well, you looked upset and I wasn't just going to let you be crying in the middle of the hallway. That would've been a jerk move." He nods, "I've got Mrs. Anglemyer too, what if we work on our essays together?" He asked her. "Also, you don't have to be perfect. Some people may expect you to, but it's impossible to be perfect. How about you just take a deep breath?" She thought for a moment, "When was the last time you relaxed and ate some food?" He asked, thinking of how when his sister gets stressed, she would never eat anything.

She looks at him for a moment, and decides to trust him. "I'm Skylar," she says with an innocently scared look in her eyes. He made her nervous and there wasn't even anything going on. They were just talking- well she was crying all over the place. This was embarrassing to no end. She locks eyes with him and says, "I'd like to work with you. You look smart," she says with a tiny chuckle. "Yeah, you say that, but you have no idea how perfect I have to be to survive in my world..." There were multiple beats of silence before she said, "Why does it matter if I've eaten? I'm fine." And with those words she figuratively pushed him away. Hoping that he got the hint that she needed him. She needed his help, at least. She tries to stand up, but realizes that her legs aren't going to move. They aren't going to work. She starts panicking, hoping yet not hoping that Liam notices.

"Nice to meet you Skylar." He replies. Liam shakes his head and puts his hands right over her shoulder, not wanting to touch her in case she didn't like that. "Skye," he whispered, "it's okay. Look at me." He whispered to her. He noticed she was beginning to panic. He wanted to calm her down. "How about we get you some food? How about I get you a granola bar and a gatorade? It's just a snack." He wanted to say more, but he didn't want to scare her away. As she had pointed out multiple times before, they didn't know each other well.

"You can touch me, you know. I may be crying but I don't break on impact." She has a scared look on her face as she looks at him at his command. She tries to ignore sinking feeling in her anorexic stomach as she contemplates actually eating. She hasn't done that in days and when she has, it's been small, like an apple, or some popcorn. She says, "I don't eat." and leaves it at that. "Also my legs aren't working, you know, so that's really awesomely fun too." She rolled her eyes and hated how weak she looked. This was NOT like her at all. She wondered what had happened to the titanium plates she had put up all around her body, keeping everyone from getting too close to her, from learning too much, from meaning too much.

Liam nodded and put his hands on her shoulder. "Skylar. You need to eat. Your legs aren't working because you haven't been eating. Okay?" He gets up and runs over to his bag. He pulls out a turkey sandwich, a granola bar, and a gatorade. He puts it down in front of her. "Please." He was getting worried about this girl that he had just met. "At least try?" He asked.

She liked the fact that he touched her. It created a bond, at least for her. But his comment about eating. It... It scared her. She's worked so hard for perfection. But... this beautiful boy is asking her to eat for him. She thinks she can. She'll have to stop herself from abusing her laxatives or not eating even longer to make up for it, but if she can keep this boy in her life, one that actually cares about her and isn't just focused on her body, she might be able to beat it with him. "Okay," she says, tears still streaming down her face. "I'll try... and before you start, I know I shouldn't do this to my face. I'm just fat. So I don't eat. Ugh, you're a boy, you wouldn't understand." She takes the granola bar and takes the smallest of bites, hoping it's enough to satisfy him, it probably won't be, but it's a small step.

(it's supposed to be : I know I shouldn't do this to my body... not face)

"Skylar." He whispered, keeping a hand on her shoulder, "You're not even close to being fat you hear me? You're beautiful, you are." He smiles a little in seeing her eat, "You don't have to punish yourself for wanting to eat something. Can you at least eat half?" He asked her. "Skylar, I'm here for you, okay? You can tell me anything. I know we just met, but I'm here." He wipes a tear from her face.

Sav wrote: "(it's supposed to be : I know I shouldn't do this to my body... not face)"

((figured that lmao))

She keeps her eyes on him as she takes another bite. She's drawing all her strength from him and she knows it. She knows this is a bad idea. He'll probably leave her like all the rest. Probably because she wouldn't give them what they all wanted. "Yes I am." she said with a sad look on her face. "I'm 5'4" and 100 lbs. I'm not even that tall. I should be less than that. Thank you. I think I may need you." She leans into his touch as he wipes her tears. As dumb as it seemed, she was really attracted to this guy. "You're awesome. And I do need you. And I want you in my life." Realizing what she just said she began to blush and pulled away slightly, afraid what this beautiful boy was going to say to her declaration.

"Skylar," he continued to wipe the tears falling down her cheek, "Skylar, you are beautiful." He blushed a little at her declaration, "I'm here for you. I'm not going to hurt you, okay?" He realized he cared about her more than just the girl crying in the hall. This girl, this amazing girl, had just admitted to him that she needed, no, wanted him in her life. He had to help her. "I think that's an amazing idea," he said after a moment of holding her. He put an arm around her so she could lean into him better, perhaps more comfortably.

She took it all in. The beautiful comment made her heart pound loudly in her chest. Could he hear it? she wondered. He made her nervous and it was so weird that she was thinking like this while he was getting her to eat but she couldn't help herself. "Don't pity be though, I've made my choices. And I've tried to fix them. I'm not weak, this, this disease has made me stronger than most if not all the girls at this school. I can hold my own. She leans into him, loving the contact, and not wanting to move. It was the end of the day anyways. They had no classes to go to, just papers to work on. She finished the granola bar and although she hated herself for it, she tried to focus on his comments. "I don't believe that I'm beautiful, I really try, but when I look at the mirror all I see it ugly. Ugly and fat and people compliment me, it just doesn't make any difference." Once again, cursing herself for being this open with Liam, she hid herself in his chest, wrapping her arms around him like a scared little kitten.

"Skylar. I do not see you as ugly. To me, you're prepossessing. To me, you are alluring. You are gorgeous, inside and out." He paused, feeling himself blush. "Maybe, you should pick out your favorite picture of yourself. Print it out and tape it onto your mirror. So everytime you look at the mirror, you see yourself in your favorite picture," he suggested. "The disease is making you starve. That's the complete opposite of strength." He hoped he wasn't being mean, but he wanted her to understand how dangerous this was. "How can I help you, Skylar? Just tell me and I will try my damn best to do it." He wrapped his arms around her, gently.

She feels herself blush, deeper than before. She can't even look him in the eyes, otherwise he'll know. He'll know what he does to her and that's too dangerous. She says nothing and, although she can't look at his eyes, she looks at his lips. She says, very softly, "will you...?" leaving the question open to Liam's interpretation.

Liam gently takes her face into his hands and looks her in the eyes. After staring into her eyes for a moment, he closes his eyes and moves his lips onto hers. Their lips barely brush over one another.

Skylar leans into it longing for more. She wants this boy, she finally admitted to herself. There's attraction and, well, this will prove if there's chemistry. She's hoping that Liam will do something after showing that she wanted more. "I'm not broken" she murmured against his lips. "I want you like this too. You'll help me."

"Skylar, I'll do anything for you, okay?" He pressed his lips to hers, still gentle but harder then the last time. He realized she needed him as much as he needed her. He continued to kiss her. He put his arms around her hips and pulled her softly to him.

She doesn't quite know what to do so she lets him take the lead (ahahaha allie now you figure it out)

((wow, i suck at this kind of stuff. guess they aint gonna kissing long))

He kissed her for a what felt like hours but was what was probably minutes. He pulled away and looked at her, "I know you aren't broken." He whispered.

(DANG that's a long kiss XD)

She pulls back and just leans against him. Soaking him in. "Do you wanna get out of here? I think everybody else already left. We should probably work on our essays... that is if you want to still." Skylar said, wondering if she scared him off. "I know I'm a bad kisser." she said sheepishly, you don't have to act like it was good or anything.

((XD SHUSH IM BAD AT THIS))

"You're amazing," Liam told her, "Let's get out of here, then." He said, nodding. He gets up and opens the door, "You ready? We can work on our essays if you want. We don't have to though." He said, thinking of them just talking. They still didn't know each other all too well and he would love to learn more about her.

"Yeah ok" she said, rolling her eyes at the amazing comment. "We can do whatever you want, suspecting he had something besides essays in mind.

He said, "You truly are amazing Skylar." They began to walk towards the exit of the building, "I think we should just talk. Get to know each other more." Liam pauses, "If that's okay with you, of course."

"Yeah, I'm down" Thinking; anytime with this guy would be amazing. He's so considerate adn nice and HE KISSED ME.

"Do you want to go somewheres or do you want to go to your place, my place? Wherever, it's up to you." He said as they reached the exit. He held the door open for her to walk through.

"I don't know, I guess we could go to yours.. my parents... they're uh super strict." she said this after multiple beats of silence, once again, making it clear she was lying. ((omg he held the door, what a keeper))