A/N: Written badly on purpose. XD
"Liek ohmmgee! Sora!" Kelly The Fangirl squealed, "I luv u. Ur liek sooooo hawt!"
Sora smirked, "I know." She wasn't the first fangirl to say it. He winked at her and she batted her eyelashes.
"Liek I wanna get in ur pants."
He ran a hand through his unusually and impossibly spiky hair (But hey, he's in a video game) "Bet you do." She giggled and put a hand on his arm.
"Rape me Sora!"
"Sure thing...uhmmm...babe?" He grinned cutely.
"Heheh, Kelly." She giggled fangirlishly again.
"Okay Keira, lets go back to my house." He grabbed her hand and dragged her back to his house where they had hawt dirty sex on every sexable surface in his house.
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"Ohhhh Kimmy, where did you learn that?"
Kelly giggled, her fingers moving wildly, "Band camp."
He smirked, "You're good."
Kelly snickered, "I know. I'm experienced."
She continued to play the piano.
Sora grinned charmingly, "Hey Kelly," He began, finally getting her name right, "How about we play a game?"
"What kind game?" She shrilled.
"The Worship Sora Game."
She laughed and glomped him, "Mmmkay." So they scampered off to "play" the Worship Sora Game. Stupid kids. Ugh. Sickos. Sex hungry teens.
PERVERTS.
A/N: Luff ya Kellzz. XD
Note: She doesn't really act like this...8D She's purty cool. A'course, not as cool as ME. But y'know...I'm aweshome.