BOYS LIKE [YOU] LOVE {me} FOREVER, tag: kale

[roma cadice nadine campbell]

and when she walks, she walks with passion,
WHEN SHE TALKS, SHE TALKS LIKE SHE CAN HANDLE IT .

Roma Campbell had only been at Ellison for about a week and she'd already ma
naged to turn heads and piss poeople off, that was a new record for her. Rolling
out of bed on this lazy Sunday morning was a harder task seeing as the princess
was not yet ready to be awakened, as shown by the alarm clock that was current
ly buzzing somewhere under a pile of clothes in her closet. Rommy did look at the
time on her iPhone though as she decided to open her eyes. It was half past noon,
so she decided it was time to wake up. After her shower and routine, she put on
her outfit which today consisted of her shortest "you-really-shouldn't-ever-bend
-down-in-this" denim skirt, the one that she was forbidden to wear at home. De
ciding on a top took way longer, seeing as she had yet to thing of something tha
t would be perfect with the denim skirt, then she found it, lying across the floor
at the bottom of a pile of clothes, like an omen sent from God, himself. Roma,
definitely not one to question clothes related omens through on the purple top
that looked perfect with her skirt, then sprayed her Chanel No. 5 perfume a few
times.

Just when she thought she was ready to go with her adorable Steve Madden wed
ge sandals on, she noticed another random object lying on the floor. It was her
vintage Batman comic book that she had just gotten. Oh god, how she prayed th
at no one had seen it, picking it up, she disguised it by hiding it inside of her new
est issue of Teen Vogue, it was a lame technique but it'd always worked before.
With her "Teen Vogue" in hand, she grabbed her iPhone. Her iPhone was her ba
by and she hated to be without it, she'd feel uncontrollably lost or get into total
bitch mode, so it was best that she had it with her.

As she entered the student lounge, the smell of her Chanel No. 5 hit the air and
she noticed heads turn, a reaction she'd grown used to feuled by lust, desire,
jealousy or admiration and sometimes even a mixture of all of the above. Norm
ally, Roma was the type who loved to make an entrance, but now she made her
way to a comfortable seat in the back of the room, making flirtatious glances to
any guy who decided to look her way. As she sat down, she put her iPhone besi
de her and immediately began to read "Teen Vogue".

Reading, she had totally
blocked out the whole world around her, that is until she heard the loud thud of
her phone dropping to the ground. She let out a little shriek of despair as it land
ed under another chair across the room. She mumbled something under her br
eath and with barely any hesitation, she dropped to her knees, giving the on-lo
okers a pretty good view from behind, her hands scanning the ground for her
phone, making moans in despair for her phone, totally ignoring the laughter
and whistles behind her. Why couldn't she find it, when she did finally locate
her phone under the sofa, she'd managed to get it where she could reach it.
Right when she did, she noticed a pair of shoes, she was in a bad position
at that point as she looked up, she was on her knees in an awkward stance
in front of this very attractive boy in front of her. She let out a nervous
laugh and said, "So...do you plan on helping me up or
do you like me in this position?"

STATUS ! DONE
TAG ! Courtney as Kale C. Jones
WORDS ! 623.
OUTFIT ! HERE.
TEMPLATE ! A LA LA LA ALLIE ! @ CAUTION !
GRAPHICS ! SARABI ! @ WHERE !
NOTES ! This post isn't that good and I'm
sorry. Saddest thing is, I have had this very situation happen to me.

[kale cameron jones]

i gotta feeling ,

that tonigh'ts gonna be a good night, i said tonight's gonna be a good night .
tagged for corri , wearing this , written 665 words , kale is gross ahaa. .
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Ever since he was a little kid and had been attending school, Kale had hated mornings. He was just far too high maintenance and there was no time in the mornings. He always looked terrible in the mornings. It wasn’t until his study period in the morning that he got the chance to look good. That’s why weekends were the greatest. They didn’t require him to wake up at six in the morning; they didn’t need him to wake up at all. Unfortunately that would be lonely for the world - or so Kale chose to think. So, as usual, he would wake up and go expose himself. Of course this didn’t happen until well after breakfast and into lunch. Today was no different; it was already twelve thirty. Most of the other students had probably been awake for hours, hustling and bustling in and out of various buildings and rooms. Who knew? Maybe some of them had already had a couple of quickies. Kale wouldn’t mind that to be honest. At least the sex would keep him warm rather than going anywhere in that crisp November air. Two bodies rubbing up against each other? What could be more sweat inducing than an actual workout? Kale couldn’t think of anything. Nonetheless, his booty call was not an option during the daylight and he didn’t have any back up girls. So, he hopped out of bed and proceeded with his morning ritual.

His morning ritual was actually very intensive. Every piece of hair had to be perfect, every last chin and lip hair had to be removed, and he had to smell and look good. None of this lint covered t-shirt business. No, Kale was very particular about how he looked. It was strange. Most guys couldn’t stand to look in a mirror for more than a couple seconds; Kale on the other hand, could stand in front of the reflective surface for hours. He was so fascinated with himself. Besides, there was always something that could look better. That afternoon however, Kale only took a short time to shower, fix his soft, brown hair, and get dressed in his dark wash denim skinny jeans and pale pink American Apparel shirt. In fact, it was probably record time for Mr. Jones. Grabbing his grey zip-up hoodie and his pair of purple and gold Nikes Kale headed out. He wasn’t entirely sure where he was going, but, when he ended up in the student lounge he knew he had ended up in the right place. The view from behind, by the door, was, to put it nicely, lovely. That wondrous new girl, Roma, was bent over on the floor giving the world a very nice view. Kale was impressed actually. He knew she would be hot, but, damn! That girl’s bottom was toned!

Ignoring all the other people in the room, Kale headed straight for her. For a moment he stood beside her attempting to figure out what it was she was doing. As far as he could tell, she was looking for something. An earring perhaps? He didn’t have a clue. The only thing he knew was that she was damn hot doing it. Kale moved around her to stand in front of her. When she first looked up at him, Kale didn’t realize the sexual innuendo that could be derived from her position. It did click though and he couldn’t help but grin like a little kid in a candy store. And her nervous little laugh was too adorable. “Hm. Well, I do like when a girl gets down on hands and knees for me…” Kale pondered out loud. He was half serious, half joking because honestly, he would have loved to get a blowjob from Roma. She was gorgeous. But, he knew that wouldn’t happen. “Come on, come on. Up we get,” he said sticking out his hand. Another day perhaps she would see what fun it would be…but, not right now. Too bad.

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