- Invitation Status
- Posting Speed
- Speed of Light
- Multiple posts per day
- 1-3 posts per day
- Writing Levels
- Intermediate
- Advanced
- Preferred Character Gender
- Male
- Female
- Primarily Prefer Female
- Genres
- Romance, Action, Fantasy, Modern, Magical, Anime, Dystopian, Modern Fantasy
Walking away was apparently not going to work, as the young male continued to follow her and her friends. This was just too weird for her liking and she wanted to break for it. She turned to look behind her, noticing that he was gone, though she she looked forward, he was standing before her and she paused, narrowing her gaze ever so faintly. She watched as a small smile flickered across his features but that she made her fall back even more. Rather than speaking right away, she folded her arms over her chest and decided to listen to him, maybe he would go away once she did. Alexandria's eyes widened though as he basically went over about her life. Okay now it's time to call the cops.
Very discreetly, she had moved her hand to the back of her pocket where her phone resided and as Alexandria gazed at the older male, she noticed his gaze flicker to her wrist, the one with a scar on it. Immediately she shied away, and her gaze flicker back to his face. Now that he mentioned it, he seemed a bit familiar; his face was hazy, something she couldn't pin point but definitely familiar. I'm not coming with you...but tell me this." She began, taking a deep breath.
[color= #55AE3A]"How did I get this?"[/color] Alexandria had motioned her head towards the scar on her wrist. No one knew but the foster kids that she never talked to, and her foster parents. Her friends didnt know the true story and neither did her actual parents. It didnt matter right now, considering the fact that her friends were too busy chatting about other things; mainly how she knew such a hottie. It apparently did not register to them that this was very creepy.
Even if he knew, that didn't mean she was suddenly going to go off with him, but it probably did lessen his chances of getting the police called on him; which she was very close to doing for that matter. [/fieldbox]