Cheerleader Seduction

FallenMorgan

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OOC: Morgan was an outcast at his High School. Girls made fun of him, as well as the "jocks" and other social groups. He is often classified as a "goth" or "emo", but still dosn't really hang out with anybody. He didn't like a lot of girls - but he was always interested in the cheerleader girls at his school, despite how most of them ridiculed him constantly. With an upcoming school dance, he hoped to get one of them to like him.

Name: Morgan
Age: 18
Height: 5'9"
Appearance: HERE
Description: Morgan is an outcast in a sense. He is a senior at the high school, and descided a long time ago to distance himself from the social food chain of school. He finds specific interest in the cheerleaders at his school, yet none of them would ever like him.

I'd need one person to play as the one specific cheerleader, and depending on how this goes, there might be more than one cheerleader role. Please PM to join, with a character description as well as suggestions for things like the name of the football team or w/e for the school. I will supply said person with my idea for the storyline for the RP. I am open to any female role for the cheerleader, I don't have specific requirements for her name, hair color, breast size, skin color, or any of that, as long as she's hot, lol
 
OOC: I'm gonna go ahead and bump this thread, nobody seems to look at the bottom of the page
 
IC...

I opened up my locker to get the books for my next class - what was it? Oh yes, math I believe. I hated math - so god damned hard. As I closed my locker, I noticed someone who caught my eye. She was one of those cheerleaders - I've seen her in class a few times - I believe her name was Tasha. She was the only one who didn't seem to duck her head towards the others when I walked by.

"Hello," I said to her as I closed my locker. Her's was right next to mine
 
Tasha squeaked a bit, caught off guard. She blinked at Morgan, then smiled at him. "Hi!" She said happily, fixing her purse and grabbing her books from her locker. "How are you today?" She asked, closing the locker, and looking at him, pushing her glasses up her nose.
 
"Good I suppose," I said in my usual sarcastic-ish way.

I noticed just how pretty she was. She looked a little bit 'emo' like me to some extent - although I don't think she was that emo exactly.

"I'll seeya later I guess," I said before going to class. Why exactly would she wanna 'see me later' or anything? She was a cheerleader, but at times she seemed more like a tag along twerp to the other cheerleaders. That is what I liked as I observed her. I'm not a stalker, I just observe people - and I observed that she seemed a little bit of an outcast.

I descided to work up the absolutely god-like courage to talk to her. "You wanna like uh - get somethin' to eat after school?"

I felt like such a damn idiot - I've never 'asked a girl out' - I knew if my parents found out they'd be on my back, ridiculing me. And I don't mean that in a gay weird incest thing.
 
She blinked, then smiled a bit, nodding her head. "Sure. I have nothing to do..." She said, watching him for a bit, before standing on her toes. "Well, I should go to class. I'll see you at the big tree in the back of the school!" She called, twirling on her feet and going to class, waving at him.

He seems nice.. She thought to herself as she made her way to history class.
 
I thought it was rather strange that she'd say yes. She walked along to history class, and I went to my absolutely vile math class.

After a math quiz and some other crap, school was out. It was a friday, so there wasn't that much homework. I went out to that large tree in the back of the school. Tasha wasn't there initially - for a breif second I felt pathetic in the back of my head.

I sat down by the tree, waiting for her...
 
Tasha walked out to the tree a few minutes later. She smiled at Morgan, rubbing the back of her neck. "Sorry, I'm late... The... Other girls held me up..." She said, pursing her lips a bit. "Well... You ready?" She asked, holding a hand out to him to help him up.
 
"Sure," I said, getting up on my feet, "Where do you wanna go?"

I wanted to be away from home as much as possible, since my parents rule my life to some extent. I despised my idiot parents so much. I longed for someone who I could care for and who would give atleast a rat's ass about me - I thought perhaps Tasha would take that role.
 
Tasha watched Morgan for a bit, then bit the inside of her lip. "We can go this little cafe I go to... It's close to the river," she said, smiling a bit. She started to walk, then looked back at him. "C'mon, slow poke!" She teased, laughing a bit.
 
"Okay," I said, walking after her.

I didn't have my own car, but I had a drivers licence. I assumed she'd have a car, but I wasn't sure. I didn't know where this cafe would be - I rarely get out alot. Oh well, she'd know where it was.

"So how far is it? ," I asked, "Do they have anything good there?" I was a rather picky eater.
 
"It was about a mile away," he said.

"Of course they have good stuff there. There are men everywhere looking to get laid!"
 
man2233 said:
"It was about a mile away," he said.

"Of course they have good stuff there. There are men everywhere looking to get laid!"

OOC: No, don't post in RP threads un-invited please
 
FallenMorgan said:
"Okay," I said, walking after her.

I didn't have my own car, but I had a drivers licence. I assumed she'd have a car, but I wasn't sure. I didn't know where this cafe would be - I rarely get out alot. Oh well, she'd know where it was.

"So how far is it? ," I asked, "Do they have anything good there?" I was a rather picky eater.


She walked to her car, looking at him. "It's about a mile away from here..." She said, smiling at him. "They have salads and burgers and other things like that..." She got in the car and started it. "Do you have to be home at a certain time?" She asked, watching him.
 
"Not exactly," I said, getting in the car, "But my parents usually suspect random stupid crap if I don't get home after a whial."

I put my seatbelt on. "That sounds pretty good, lets go," I said.
 
Tasha shook her head. "Sounds like my parents sometimes..." She said, backing up and driving to the cafe. "You're pretty quiet.." she said, looking over at him, stopping at a red light.
 
"Yes I noticed I was pretty quiet," I said sarcastically.

We arrived at the cafe or whatever it was pretty soon. "So is this the place? ," I asked, trying to make a conversation. It looked pretty good - I liked the sort of 'hole in the wall' cafe, not some chain like IHOP.
 
Tasha huffed at his sarcastic tone. "I'm just trying to make conversation..." She murmured.

Tasha got out the car, nodding. "Yep, this is out. Hope it's up to par with your attitude," she grumbled, going inside, getting a table for two.
 
I sat down with her - she seemed just as sarcastic as me. "You any good at math? I suck at it," I said.

The waiter guy handed us our menus - the cheeseburger sounded pretty good on it. By the way I really sucked at math.
 
"Not really, but I can do it..." Tasha replied, staring at the menu, before setting it down. "Why, what's wrong with you and math?"
 
"It's very hard for me," I said, "And I just plain don't like it for some reason."

I looked at the menu a little more. "You wanna help me with my homework later? ," I asked.
 
"Sure, I have nothing better to do..." Tasha said, setting her purse on the table. "I can try to help, but then if I can't get it, you could always look in the back of the book."
 
"Didn't know the answers were in the back of the book," I said. I was trying to be funny I guess.

The waiter came to take our orders. "Uhh - I'll have a plain cheeseburger and french fries," I said.
 
"Ceaser salad please," Tasha asked, nodding to the waiter. She looked at Morgan, raising an eyebrow. "Ya know, I don't have to help you..." She teased, grinning evily at him.
 
"Well uhhhh - I uhhhh," I stuttered. Fuck - I didn't want her to think I had any crazy little crush on her. I wasn't going to do anything weird with her at my house, mind you.

"It just really confuses me all the time," I said, "There's nobody else to help me."
 
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