^YOU would probably look at moving across the world a rather exciting event, right? You might be shaking in excitement in the plane down to this other state, I mean, you can't believe your actually moving out of the state. Sure, you think that while the boy goes and laughs. Sure you might be happy at the moment, but what happens when your all alone with no friends. Sure, you could speak english but you were still shy and all introverted. But Nagayan could be wrong, maybe you're this outgoing and loud type of person that likes attention. Yeah, you'd gain friend's in no time. But what happens when you become this cold shell with no heart?

^DO something wrong in this new and foreign state, you'll probably get criticized and get placed in the all too well know stereotypes. Emo, punk, gangster, prep, jock .. and blah. Not much to say there. Nagayan didn't really like school, sure his mother forced him to go yet he would usually drone out or skip for the day. It seemed to repeat itself. The days went over and over, they would never skip. Sure, school meant that everything seemed to be going different, Nagayan didn't feel that way. In fact, he usually stayed close to the sidelines and just watched those idiots dance their fuckin heart out.

^REGRET was something he knew all too well. He was used to feeling it. He was used to wishing that he didn't do that one thing. When he turned the only friend he had gained, away, he felt guilt and instantly regretted it, yet pride was one of the things he didn't take lightly. Pride was more like a brother then a distant relative. He felt it often and that caused his heart to feel pain whenever he turned or said something that hurt someone. OF course, his parents didn't want to ask him, he thought they were afraid that he'll snap and go crazy on them.

^IT was simple. He had a fight with his dad so he went on a walk. He didn't bother looking where he was going, not caring if he got lost or anything, though he'd probably freak out. His right hand reached up to his head, ruffling his blonde hair as he neared a tree. He could smell the fresh sent of water and greens, making a smile appear on his light pink lips. When he reached the tree, he sat down knowing that he was going to get dirty. This boy didn't seem to care for anything that much anymore. No one knew why he didn't, they tried to make things to the way he wanted, but he'd always blow them off and walk alone, like always.

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With a sigh, the boy looked upward, startled slightly to have seen a girl on a horse. I probably shouldn't be sitting here .. He noted when the girl seemed to be coming in his direction. Psh, Why the hell would I care?' He thought bitterly, looking to the sky. His blonde hair seemed to move and shape in the cool and gentle breeze, a little chilly, but nice if you were warm. The sun was clear out today, shinning in the bird's egg blue sky. It sort of reminded him of back home, where he really came from. Back home was nice and peacefull, here was just noisy and bothersome. Sure, when he turned the legal age to move out, he would be out of there faster then a race horse, but i guess he had to just stay put for a while and watch his life pass him by.

He was about to ignore the person who was coming his way, when the person decided to speak up quite rude I might say. With narrowed eyes, the boy smirked out of amusement, 'Why the fuck would I care?' He rolled his eyes, brushing off the girl's snappy attitude. Sure, he could reply more, but he felt like it was just a waste of his time, speaking to this person he didn't know and from the looks of it, she wasn't much either.

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note sorry for the wait ... it's short and choppy and crappy and and ... [trails off]
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Anger boiled inside her, tightening her grip on her ponies reins. Oliver could feel her getting mad, he side stepped quickly. She crossed one arm, glaring at him. Her glare was almost challenging, she walked closer to him. Ice blue eyes glaring at him coldly, how dare he back talk her. Shaking her head she rolled her eyes. Everyone listened to her, or they payed a heavy price. Growling softly, not loud enough for him to hear. She scanned him, he looked so clueless.
"Well, I can sue you fucking sorry ass faster than you can make out with me and say, 'Sorry, Brittany. It was my mistake for back talking you," she hissed at him. Rolling her eyes. He shouldn't of when there.