You move from a small, sunny, desert town in Arizona to a huge new school in Portland Oregon. You hope to make new friends and maybe even a get a boyfriend.
Note- TW: fake body/hourglass figure and hinting at sh
Your pov All the tables at lunch were full of people and I can't find a fully clear table. I see a table that only has two people sitting at it. A tall dude with long dark brown hair and a shorter dude with short hair and glasses. I guess it's time to make some friends. I walk over to their table and ask, "Hey, can I sit here?" My heart was pounding, the dude with long hair was looking up at me so I could see his long nose and grey eyes. He looked me up and down and starred at my shirt. He looked back up at me and my boobs slightly blocked his view to my face which made his cheeks turn a little red. "Yeah you can, my names Hunter and that's Kevin." "My name's (Y/N)" I sat down next to Hunter and put my sketch book on the table. "Ooo can I look in your sketch book?" Hunter asked which made me a little nervous since I don't remember what's in here. "Uhh yeah." I said handing him the sketch book. He flipped through it looking at all my drawings. I enjoy drawing band members, especially the members of slipknot, so he saw all the drawings of bands I like. Hunter stared a little too long at a page and I didn't remember which one it was. "Hunter what page are you looking at?" He turned bright red and showed me. It was a mirror pic of me in a black bikini
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(Like this one) that only covers a little more than my nipples. The bikini showed almost every single tattoo I have on my body. A lot of stars on my stomach and my arms, teeth on my arms, a centipede on my side, and a cherry heart tattoo with some others on my thighs. "Are those actual tattoos?" He asked kinda excited. "Yes," I saw rolling up my sleeves so he can see the ones not shown in the picture. "I have a lot on my wrists to cover up some "stuff" but you can touch them if you want." "Did they hurt and how bad?" Hunter asked touching my tattoos, softly rubbing over the ink. "Well yeah of course they hurt but not as bad as you'd think. All of them didn't hurt any more that a cat scratch." I said with a slight smile. Hunter held my hand under the table while flipping through my sketchbook. "(Y/N), your drawings look sick! You should really give me a tattoo sometime." "I will," I said laughing a little bit "what would you want?" "Hmm, let me think, a bug on my stomach like yours." "Ok text me some inspo, here's my number." I handed him my number which caused him to blush a little. "Oh yeah Kevin here's my number so you can text me anytime." "Thanks (y/n)" I smiled with my teeth which revealed my k-9s and the little gaps between my top and bottom teeth. Hunter looked at my smile and texted me something. ———————————————————————— Unknown Ur smile is pretty ———————————————————————— I turned bright red, something I'm super insecure about was just complimented by the hottest guy I ever knew. ———————————————————————— Unknown Y r u so red? Me I'm just not used to compliments Unknown Is that so? Ur tats r gorgeous And your glasses They match your pretty face so well ————————————————————————
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(If you wanted to know how you look this is kinda like it) ———————————————————————— Me -////////- Stop calling me pretty I don't like ppl lying to me Unknown Who said I was lying Me Well it's obvious I'm not pretty Read 12:46 Unknown Lies ———————————————————————— . . .
