Maybrook Prep

Then what happened? Not to be nosy, I'm just curious, lol.

Tara: "What did you want to do here?" I asked as we went inside.

They just left me here. XD

Jace: I sigh. "Tara. Are you sure you're dad's okay with this?"

Oh...okay, lol.

Tara: "Nope, did I ever say he was?"

Which kind of makes me mad...but they don't put up much of a fight, either way.

Jace: I purse my lips. "That's a bad thing."

A fight about keeping you off the computer?

Tara: I just shrugged.

XD I'm on too much.

Jace: "If he comes here, for whatever reason, call me, okay?"

Ah, me too. But my mom has given up on getting me off. x)

Tara: "Okay." I nodded, thinking of how if Jace moved in with me then he'd be here, anyway. But he didn't want to.

Really? They only take me off for food now, since I don't eat a lot. And when I'm not on the internet, I'm fixing my novel. To live I don't need a lot of human interaction. XD

Jace: I look at her and sigh. "I mean, it's not that I don't want to move in, but my parent's house is always vacant, and I'm afraid if I leave it alone too long someone'll break in."

Yeah, I don't even get off for food sometimes. O.O I feel like a hermit.
I just have to get off for school (obviously), and I write my novel WHILE on the internet, hehe.

Tara: "Who said I cared?" I said with another shrug, looking away. I meant, who said I cared if he moved in? But I realized how mean that sounded. Dangit. "Er, I didn't mean it that way..."

Eh. I just don't like people. And I can't write while on the internet. I've tried and failed miserably.

Jace: I chuckle. "Well, we're even now."

Lol! You don't like people? XD
You seem to like them on Inkpop. Well, you TALK to them, at least.

Tara: I smiled. "That's one way to look at it." I nodded.

Nope. I'd tell you a few things, but I'd probably scare you. And yeah. It's certain people I can stand.

Jace: I raise an eyebrow. "One way? It makes complete sense."

...like what? Like the bit about creeping outside my window was true? o:
Can you stand me? ^_^

Tara: "Surrrre it does, dear." I walked over to grab a sweatshirt from my bag, I was cold.

lol. No. And...kind of. You sort of surprise me sometimes, to be honest. I wasn't half as innocent as you were a year ago.

Jace: I smirk. "If you're cold you can just come here."

You can only stand me sometimes? :o
Lol, yeah I'm a little sheltered, though I'm working on that. XD

Tara: I rolled my eyes and pulled on the sweatshirt instead.

No, I said you surprised me. You can make you're own assumptions after that. You're working on not being sheltered? Good luck.

Jace: I wrap my arms around her waist from behind. "Am I not a good enough sweater anymore?"

well alrightey then...o-o
yeah, due to the pervey threads on Inkpop I've been on lately...I know some icky stuff. Yay?
Like what two girls and one cup means...

Tara: I smiled, tilting my head back to look at him. "I guess not," I joked.

*shakes head* Oh, poor you. Pfft. Even I refuse to learn what that means. You can shield yourself from some things, I hope you know. Don't have to learn everything.

Jace: I fake pout. "Hmm. I have some competition."

I know. I'm just abnormally curious...lol.

Tara: I raised my eyebrows. "Competition with a sweatshirt?"

Naw. I'm wondering now, since you brought it up.

Jace: I laugh. "Yes. You picked my competitor, though."

Ew you don't want to know. >.>

Tara: "Sowrry. The problem is, the sweatshirt can't talk, or laugh, or..." I smirked. "Kiss."

bump.

Eh. I think I know that.

Jace: I laugh. "And yet you prefer it over me."

haha.

Tara: "Well, you I still haven't made up my mind completely. You can try to steal me away from my beloved sweatshirt," I said teasingly, batting my eyelashes.

Jace: I raise an eyebrow. "Are you sure? You two seem pretty comfy," I joke.