SEAN ORWELL
UNIVERSITY STUDENT
[RS:7=greyson walker]
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Post by SEAN ORWELL on Aug 19, 2012 22:44:05 GMT -5
I DON'T KNOW IF YOU'RE WILLING TO GO WHERE I COULD TAKE YOU GIRL CAT W/GREYSON , 901 , TSHIRT&JEANS , JEALOUS BOY XD he felt his body being thrown to the ground and let out a low groan as sean laid there for a moment before clearing his throat and taking the hand that was offered to him which allowed him the leverage to stand up and brush the grass off his knees. practice had been extra hard as their rival game was approaching and not a single seat in the stand would not be filled and sean was tired at this point. class, practice and then his tutoring session, he was exhausted and was going to end up calling greyson to cancel but that meant not seeing her. he was not sure why but he felt the need to be around her as much as he could, she was so different from every girl that he had ever met and that meant something as sean had met a lot of girls. he was a womanizer in his own right and even had the cheerleaders watching his every moment at the moment while they tried to practice for the game because they were in charge of getting the crowd pumped. orwell!, his head quickly whipped around and was collided once more, more bodies piling on top of him trying to grab the flag that was attached to his waist as they had stopped playing tackle—or so he thought. ”get off me you giant logs!”, punching one of his teammate in the arm who had slapped him in the head. ”friend, not foe. quarterback, why did you tackle me!?” [/b] he asked while standing up but heard a string of laughter which caused his eyes to roll before looking down to see that his flag was gone, ”you guys are such dicks.”[/b], he picked the football up and showed them exactly why he was on the team as he launched the football down the field, ”go fetch”[/b] he grumbled, moving to walk away from them and past his coach who look both impressed and irritated that his star player and quarterback was being a bit of a diva today. ”coach I need to do that…thing..”[/b] he whispered, hating to admit that he had to be tutored at all but even worse that she was a girl that was younger than him. he got the approval and began to jog to the locker room to shower and change. it had only been about fifteen minutes before his phone had begun to go off with messages from friends and family,his eyes rolled and he shook his head while tossing the phone into the bag and slinging it over his shoulder. his body was aching but he had to get out of the university campus and toward his house where his tutoring would take place while rhian and dean were out being couple like. the thought sickened him a little, maybe more than a little, but sean was not going to fall into the same routine as his brother. he was determined to live out his dreams before making new ones and though sean did want to start a family, it was not to be when he was thing young and had more ambition for football than anything else. he had stepped out of the locker room and raised an eyebrow to the sight of his teammates no longer practicing. instead, they were huddled in little groups but they all seemed to be looking in the same direction and then turning back to talk to one another. ”bunch of gossiping..”[/b] but his eyes followed theirs to notice the brunette. from afar, he could hardly make out her face but he could see the curves of her body and it caused his mouth to get just a little dry before he shook his head and approached the guys, look at that ass. I wouldn’t mind..” and the voice trailed off as the guys chuckled, including sean but it was not until the girl turned around was when his eyes widened and he looked over to his teammates who seemed to like her face much more than her backside. ”holy shit..”[/b] he whispered under his breath and then exited the huddle, heading over to his tutor who had made a random appearance. go get her orwell! he heard which caused his eyes to roll but he stayed silent and bit his tongue, a rare and slightly difficult task for the outspoken boy. reaching for her arm, he guided her away from the prying eyes of his teammates, and around the bleachers to head away from the football field, ”what are you doing here? I thought we agreed to meet after my practice..”[/b] but of course, sean’s practice had run much later than expected. shaking his hair, he ran a hand through it before grumbling, ”come on..”[/b], gesturing to her as he always did when he needed her to walk just a little faster. she may have been a good looking girl but she was younger than him, and it was strange for him to be associating with someone younger. he did have a reputation to keep up and he did not want some girl ruining it, no matter how beautiful or smart she was. ”some time today..”[/b] he muttered before turning his back and starting to walk toward a spot where they could study, hidden from the rest of the campus. [/div][/center] |
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Post by greyson on Aug 24, 2012 22:51:30 GMT -5
 don't point the blame when you can't find nothing. look to yourself and you might find something. it was all for him. the shorts, the tank top, the hair, which cascaded eloquently down her back in soft brown curls. greyson was doing everything in her power to look good... for him. more specifically, for their tutoring session they had today, which was one more to add on to the hundreds of sessions they had already had over the past couple of months. at first, gracie could feel the strain that sean had when it came to meeting up with her and attending the lessons. he didn't enjoy it in the slightest, and greyson understood why. it took her a while to stop finding it offensive and realize that it was a pride sort of thing. he didn't like anyone seeing her with him, that was the second most obvious thing. from the beginning, he had always been that way, even though now he was still late to most sessions thanks to his football practice, he was more willing it seemed to at least try and attempt to learn, even though something was off about him. not like greyson meant that in a bad way - in general, she found him absolutely...well, as cheesy as it may have sounded, perfect. but where learning, especially reading and writing were concerned, he was absolutely terrible. greyson had her own theories, but for now, she decided to keep them to herself. now that they were finally going places where the tutoring was concerned, she would hate to say something stupid (she did have a knack for saying such things) and pushing him further back than before.
greyson tried a different approach this time. when she arrived at his place, she waited for a few moments after ringing the doorbell before figuring he hadn't gotten home from practice yet. it was a very promising theory, after all. the boy's life was football, which was the only reason gracie had been recruited in the first place; to make sure that he would be able to pass his classes and remain on the football team. so, you could obviously imagine that he spent more than enough time out on the football field, practicing and doing god knows what else. personally, greyson was never too avid on sports, although she was beginning to pick up on a few things with sean and liam's constant babble about the s port they loved oh so very much.
when she arrived, the first thing she noticed was that there were eyes on her, and so, instinctively, she shrunk back, and very much resembled a duckling lost in tall grass, desperately searching for its mother goose - in this case, she was quickly scoping the area for any sight of sean. and then she heard what must of been the boys' failed attempts at quietly gossiping, in which she heard them commenting about some girl, and all of the things that they'd do to her if given the chance to do so. surely they couldn't be talking about her, right? why would they, anyways? greyson saw herself as nothing more than a plain jane. she didn't dress too extravagantly, her boobs were normal sized, and her ass wasn't all that great, either. of course, that was just her speaking. she was never really fond of her own image, therefore whenever she heard people talk about her, she only caught all of the bad stuff they were saying about her, and not necessarily the good. even then, not everything they said that she overheard (the bad stuff, anyways) was about her. she was paranoid to the point where she figured that if someone was talking bad about anyone, they had to be talking about her, and it was simple as that. but that wasn't always the case, at all, really. not a lot of people had anything bad to say about the girl, except for the fact that maybe she was just a little bit too quiet, especially for her own good.
when she saw sean emerging from the group of boys that she was eavesdropping on, her face brightened up and she smiled. "hey sean," he beamed, although her unusual giddiness to see the boy was soon pushed aside when he quickly brought her over to a place behind the bleachers. she quickly glanced back at the boys who had shouted at him before whipping her head so she could look at where she was going. "what are they talking about?" she asked as they finally stopped, but she quickly nodded and looked down at her shoes. "yeah, sorry. i was at your place and.... sorry.." she mumbled, brushing away a piece of hair that had fallen into her face. "okay, i'm coming," she said slowly, trailing behind him as he lead her to some place she could only figure was secluded and cut off from the rest of the campus. it was really no surprise, still, but she couldn't help but feel her gut churn slightly. "how was practice...?" she asked hesitantly as they walked. she was genuinely intrigued. plus, she had to make sure to tread lightly if he had a bad day. sean had a temper that was definitely something you'd want to tango with, and gracie had seen it from time to time before. it was not pretty, that much she remembers. and if he wound up getting angry again, that meant he'd most likely leave the session early. which not only meant that she'd see him less, but she wouldn't be able to help him out with whatever he was troubling him in school at this moment.
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SEAN ORWELL
UNIVERSITY STUDENT
[RS:7=greyson walker]
Posts: 9
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Post by SEAN ORWELL on Sept 5, 2012 0:26:21 GMT -5
I DON'T KNOW IF YOU'RE WILLING TO GO WHERE I COULD TAKE YOU GIRL CAT W/GREYSON , 901 , TSHIRT&JEANS , HE'S SLY AND I CAN RAMBLE XD he had to admit that his desire to tutor had nothing to do with a hungry thirst for knowledge, it had more to do with the person that was supplying the knowledge. the studying had not grown on him but the brunette beauty that was tutoring him most certainly had. he knew exactly why he was not lugging his feet in order to make his trips to the library or her house slower, he could feel it when their fingers bushed as they both turned a page or the look that she gave him when he got an answer right. he was studying and learning for all the wrong reasons but it was keeping him on the field and that was good enough for him. he could feel the jealously start to course through his body as he had noticed exactly who the boys were talking about but none of them were aware that she was with him, or was tutoring him. that information, including his illness was only known by a handful of people and even greyson was not yet aware of why he was being forced to tutor with her. he had not told her, dean had not informed her and the teachers were hushed under a confidentiality code that has helped to keep sean popular and less stared down upon. he was still able to keep up with his social life and was still placing that priority above his studies but the gap between the rankings was getting lower and greyson had everything to do with it. quiet ones are always nice to hear when they are screaming.. but sean quickly stopped him by putting up his hand, ”don’t finish that sentence if you want to keep your teeth.” [/b] he growled out before slowly breaking himself away from the group and heading toward the spot where greyson was standing, alone, oblivious to everything that was said. he could hear the guys hollering and hooting for him, scoring greyson as a nine, which was high in the guy standards as he led her away from the field, ”just ignore them.”[/b] he whispered to himself. he heard greyson and shrugged his shoulders, ”they were commenting on the girls on the bleachers, rating them…”[/b] which he had to admit was something that he enjoyed doing, ”and then this innocent, quiet looking beauty walked by and they got distracted.”[/b] and he was sure to describe her to the tee, it just depended if she caught on or not. he dropped the grip on her arm after leading her away from the bleachers and heading toward a spot that was secluded where they could study in silence but also be away from prying eyes. the male did care for greyson but his reputation was still important to him at the same time. ”I guess dean told you where I was.”[/b] or his brother’s fiancé, a pain in his side and someone that he did not want to mention at this moment. he had high hopes of getting out of the apartment before the baby was born and he still was holding onto that wish even to this day, ”no big deal.”[/b] in response to her apology, soothing her worries away with a kind smile in her direction before reaching the area that they were meant to study and settling down on the grass, his legs stretched out in front of him. ”sucked, but we are getting better.”[/b] as the freshman were now joining the varisty and they had gotten a rude awakening when they stepped onto the field. many were not able to handle it the way that sean did in his freshman year, but now being a year ahead of them, he was quarterback, star and had to credit his position on the team to his own popularity. he tilted his head back, letting the sun fall upon his skin and warm him up as his body was covered in nothing but shorts and a t-shirt and in the shadowed part of the school grounds, the temperature dropped. ”you cold?”[/b] he asked while finally reaching into his backpack and pulling out a few books and some papers, dropping the papers into her lap, ”seems you are not that bad of a tutor..”[/b] he commented as the letter “b” or “a” was written at the top of almost all the papers that he had written or the tests that he had taken. the letters on some of the essay were messed up, changing words. he quickly reached for the essays, tossing them back into his bag as his mind was not able to make heads or tails of what he had written at that moment. stress made his disability worse, things got blurry and jumbled in his head and as he looked at the title of his textbook, it was back. rubbing at his eyes, he quickly opened a page and began to read, ”shit..”[/b] he mumbled under his breath, shaking his head to try and shake the disability out of him. it was frustrating and difficult at times, it made him feel low and it also caused his body to react as well. his anger was swelling up and he quickly shut the book and tossed it onto the grass infront of him. closing his eyes, his hands went behind his head and he let the sun wash over him as his body laid back into a vertical position, ”I’m kind of tired..”[/b] he said, letting out a fake yawn. his chest rose and fell with an uneven beat while he was trying to calm himself down, stretching one arm out from behind his head, he opened an eye, ”it’s comfy, lay back.”[/b], giving her a sly smirk and a wink. she was the best source of comfort at this moment, and he was going to grasp anything that will calm him down faster. 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