momoftwins13
Off The Beaten Path
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Payton Hammond
Age: 18
High School Senior
5'2, 115 lbs, auburn hair (usually in a ponytail), bright green eyes hidden behind glasses, 36c breasts hidden beneath baggy ill-fitting clothes
Walking through the halls, you could hear all kinds of conversations going on. There was the emo kids talking about rock bands that they liked, the urban kids talking about what club they were going to that weekend, the popular girls talking about dressed for prom in a month, the popular guys talking about sports- what else? And there was Payton. Not talking to anyone.
Payton was shy and kept to herself mostly. She rarely spoke to anybody, and focused mainly on her schoolwork. Besides being shy, she had overbearing parents who thought she was still too young to even go to a sleepover- let alone a date or anything like that.
As she walked into her class she heard one of the bitchy popular girls sneer.
"Hey Payton, nice dress!"
Payton heard several of the jocks guffaw at the obvious sarcasm. Payton's dress was oversized and didnt fit at all. It was ankle length and a dull tan color.
Instead of responding to the insult, Payton continued into her advanced chemistry class and sat down at her desk- the first there as usual since he didn't socialize in the halls like everyone else. She opened her chem book as began to study.
Five minutes passed and finally the bell rang, and students began to file in.
Age: 18
High School Senior
5'2, 115 lbs, auburn hair (usually in a ponytail), bright green eyes hidden behind glasses, 36c breasts hidden beneath baggy ill-fitting clothes
Walking through the halls, you could hear all kinds of conversations going on. There was the emo kids talking about rock bands that they liked, the urban kids talking about what club they were going to that weekend, the popular girls talking about dressed for prom in a month, the popular guys talking about sports- what else? And there was Payton. Not talking to anyone.
Payton was shy and kept to herself mostly. She rarely spoke to anybody, and focused mainly on her schoolwork. Besides being shy, she had overbearing parents who thought she was still too young to even go to a sleepover- let alone a date or anything like that.
As she walked into her class she heard one of the bitchy popular girls sneer.
"Hey Payton, nice dress!"
Payton heard several of the jocks guffaw at the obvious sarcasm. Payton's dress was oversized and didnt fit at all. It was ankle length and a dull tan color.
Instead of responding to the insult, Payton continued into her advanced chemistry class and sat down at her desk- the first there as usual since he didn't socialize in the halls like everyone else. She opened her chem book as began to study.
Five minutes passed and finally the bell rang, and students began to file in.