creepy_ghost
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- Oct 19, 2000
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CHARACTER: Johnny Morrison
The captain of his school's soccer team, Johnny is a very attractive and well-built 18-year old. His team depends on him due to his incredible skill when it comes to the game, but as far as his attitude goes, everybody seems to have a problem. Johnny likes bossing people around and telling everybody what to do. He even tries to order the coach, but nobody minds due to his skill, and hence, Johnny keeps on being the way he is.
IC:
I stood there after the game, covered in sweat, waiting for my ride. Mom's gonna be late again, I thought. It was pretty fucked up that I was 18 and getting picked up by my mom, but oh well.
My friend Lisa passed by me as I stood on the sidewalk and waved hello. I smiled at her and waved back as my cell phone went off.
"Hello, Johnny?" It was my mom. "I'm not gonna be able to pick you up, I'm going to have to work late at the office. Dad won't be home either until most likely tomorrow morning, as you know."
Great, just what I needed. "Great, just great. So how do I get home now?"
"My friend is going to pick you up. You remember Miss Rena, right? Of course you do. She should be there any minute now, I gotta go, BYE!"
I hung up without responding, a bit annoyed. Sure I remember Sonya Rena, and I remembered her as being annoying. She always told me I've got an attitude problem. Fuck that.
She was sort of hot though. In her late 20s, pretty face, beautiful red hair and a body any man would kill for.
And there she was, pulling up right in front of me only a few minutes later. She rolled the passenger side window down and looked up at me, smiling. "Get in!" and so I did, greeting her with a simple and lifeless "Hi."
As she pulled back into the lane, she looked towards me. "So, how was the game?" What a bullshit question, I thought. "You know you don't really care, so don't ask. No need to be nice, you're most likely pissed off that my mom made you pick me up. So just drive."
(OOC: The role of Sonya Rena is reserved for someone, so don't just jump in...)
The captain of his school's soccer team, Johnny is a very attractive and well-built 18-year old. His team depends on him due to his incredible skill when it comes to the game, but as far as his attitude goes, everybody seems to have a problem. Johnny likes bossing people around and telling everybody what to do. He even tries to order the coach, but nobody minds due to his skill, and hence, Johnny keeps on being the way he is.
IC:
I stood there after the game, covered in sweat, waiting for my ride. Mom's gonna be late again, I thought. It was pretty fucked up that I was 18 and getting picked up by my mom, but oh well.
My friend Lisa passed by me as I stood on the sidewalk and waved hello. I smiled at her and waved back as my cell phone went off.
"Hello, Johnny?" It was my mom. "I'm not gonna be able to pick you up, I'm going to have to work late at the office. Dad won't be home either until most likely tomorrow morning, as you know."
Great, just what I needed. "Great, just great. So how do I get home now?"
"My friend is going to pick you up. You remember Miss Rena, right? Of course you do. She should be there any minute now, I gotta go, BYE!"
I hung up without responding, a bit annoyed. Sure I remember Sonya Rena, and I remembered her as being annoying. She always told me I've got an attitude problem. Fuck that.
She was sort of hot though. In her late 20s, pretty face, beautiful red hair and a body any man would kill for.
And there she was, pulling up right in front of me only a few minutes later. She rolled the passenger side window down and looked up at me, smiling. "Get in!" and so I did, greeting her with a simple and lifeless "Hi."
As she pulled back into the lane, she looked towards me. "So, how was the game?" What a bullshit question, I thought. "You know you don't really care, so don't ask. No need to be nice, you're most likely pissed off that my mom made you pick me up. So just drive."
(OOC: The role of Sonya Rena is reserved for someone, so don't just jump in...)
