Title: The Young and the Hopeless
Genre: Romance/ Humor/Drama
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own shit! I own Nay/Naomi. That's it. The rest of the peeps are owned by, themselves or the WWE or something.
Summary: Screw summaries, just read and make up your own damn summary ;-)
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"Hey Chika!" A brown haired man in his mid twenties, with his lip pierced, said as he ran up to Angelica and wrapped his arms around her. "Hey Tom," She replied, hugging him back. She looked up at him and they shared a- somewhat-long kiss. I'm guessing it was her boyfriend, but I wasn't too sure. She pulled away for a second, still remaining in his hug, and directed her attention towards me. "Nay, meet my husband, Tom." Husband, that's what he was. Weird, she doesn't seem like the type of person who would be married. "Hi," I said, waving my had a bit. He nodded and smiled. I smiled back and walked over to her bed and sat down. He directed his attention back at Angelica. "So you're babysitting tonight again? Shall I leave?" I rolled my eyes. "Fuck you dude, I'm not a baby nor do I need sitting. So you can just mosey along and fuck yourself!" Angelica tried to hold in her laughter but couldn't help it, and Tom couldn't believe that I had just totally snapped on him. I hated it when people called me a baby or considered me a little girl. I was fifteen years old for Christ sakes, and I sure as hell didn't look it. I looked older. He tried to smile as he apologized. "I'm sorry, I was only kidding." "Whatever, I'm out. Sorry Ang- thanks for driving me over here." "But Nay, where are you going?" "Fuck if I know.I'm going to go take a walk. Could you tell Jeff to meet me at the tree?" "Which one?" "Don't worry, he knows." She nodded as I walked out her bedroom, closing the door behind me, not caring how much noise it made. I walked to the front door and then right out it. I started walking down the sidewalk, looking down at my hands, which were joined together in front of me. I walked at a steady pace and continued to ponder about.everything.
Genre: Romance/ Humor/Drama
Rating: PG
Disclaimer: I don't own shit! I own Nay/Naomi. That's it. The rest of the peeps are owned by, themselves or the WWE or something.
Summary: Screw summaries, just read and make up your own damn summary ;-)
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"Hey Chika!" A brown haired man in his mid twenties, with his lip pierced, said as he ran up to Angelica and wrapped his arms around her. "Hey Tom," She replied, hugging him back. She looked up at him and they shared a- somewhat-long kiss. I'm guessing it was her boyfriend, but I wasn't too sure. She pulled away for a second, still remaining in his hug, and directed her attention towards me. "Nay, meet my husband, Tom." Husband, that's what he was. Weird, she doesn't seem like the type of person who would be married. "Hi," I said, waving my had a bit. He nodded and smiled. I smiled back and walked over to her bed and sat down. He directed his attention back at Angelica. "So you're babysitting tonight again? Shall I leave?" I rolled my eyes. "Fuck you dude, I'm not a baby nor do I need sitting. So you can just mosey along and fuck yourself!" Angelica tried to hold in her laughter but couldn't help it, and Tom couldn't believe that I had just totally snapped on him. I hated it when people called me a baby or considered me a little girl. I was fifteen years old for Christ sakes, and I sure as hell didn't look it. I looked older. He tried to smile as he apologized. "I'm sorry, I was only kidding." "Whatever, I'm out. Sorry Ang- thanks for driving me over here." "But Nay, where are you going?" "Fuck if I know.I'm going to go take a walk. Could you tell Jeff to meet me at the tree?" "Which one?" "Don't worry, he knows." She nodded as I walked out her bedroom, closing the door behind me, not caring how much noise it made. I walked to the front door and then right out it. I started walking down the sidewalk, looking down at my hands, which were joined together in front of me. I walked at a steady pace and continued to ponder about.everything.
