Date: Tue, 26 Mar 2013 20:58:40 -0700 From: No Name <amidoingitwrite@gmail.com> Subject: Three Simple Words: Prologue Ok, so I won't give my name because it's a really special name that no one else has, and I'm afraid of creepy stalkers Google searching me and finding out where I live, what I do, etc. So I shall just leave an email for contacting. Please email me, whether it's feedback, or suggestions, or praise, or just to say hi. (please don't bash on my horrible writing too much T_T). I enjoy the company. it gets lonely in my dorm at times. Usual copyright/law issues. All parts of this story are mine bitches! Don't go stealing off of others >:o. If you want to repost this somewhere else, email me first for the ok. Then, mention my email so the audience knows who wrote it. Lastly, write somewhere just how awesome I am xD. And also, if you're not 18, please be paranoid that the government's going to barge down your door. So quickly close the screen and hide under your blankets. But we all know your young, curious, and horny mind will get the better of you. so just be careful. (I know, I was in your shoes before too.) curse you raging teenage hormones! >.< Every aspect of this story is based on my vivid imagination that I wish had actually happened. I might make references to real places and events, but again, imagination with rainbows and sunshine. If any part of this story relates to you, it's purely a coincidence. But man, are you freaking lucky to have someone to love. Don't you dare ruin that relationship. I WILL hunt you down. Well not really lol, but seriously, love is magical, once you get pass the pain beforehand. Be thankful that you have someone to lean upon. This is my very first attempt in writing a story. So please excuse all the horrible grammar and mechanical issues. I'm only in my first year of college, cut me some slack, I'm still learning (well trying not to die at the same time). And finally, I dedicate this story to my first (and only) crush. Without you, this story would've never been created. All the years of pain, loneliness, and turmoil might've driven me crazy. But in the end, it's all bearable as long as you are happy, I guess. All I ask is for you reply to my god damn messages once in a while! >.< /side rant. Anyways, this is the back ground info. As you can see, it's long, so instead of one long, discouraging, story, you get two pieces to read in one day! :D You're welcome guys. ------------------------------------------------------------------------ Title: Three Simple Words Bios of characters, Prologue, Background Info, etc. Dylan Wolfe is a 17 year old senior in high school. He is considered to be one of the more popular kids at his school. He's almost 6 feet even (like .0000001 inches away), has stiff, yet soft, dirty blonde hair that concave out at its tips (he hates his natural curls). Blue eyes, some pimples, and very lean. He isn't all Mr. Muscles, but isn't Mr. Lanky exactly. He's extremely skinny (122 lbs) without a trace of fat anywhere on his twink-like body. He has the perfect amount of body hair; it's visible, but it's not too much to look like an ape (just think sexy amount of hair). And finally, for all you curious perverts, he has a 7" with brown-blonde pubes around the usual spots. He's very smart (A student), somewhat athletic (although not in any sports), a fast learner, and seems to be capable of doing almost anything. Some might even call him a genius. His secret to success? He pays attention to all the little details. Almost nothing escapes his senses: whether it's the shadow of the butterfly flickering or overhearing the tiniest rumors about someone. With this awesome skill, Dylan is often mistaken as someone who can read minds. But that's not true, no one can read minds. All Dylan does is notice the little gestures and tones people show and use that to his advantage. However, his main problem is that he's very, very, VERY, lazy. He'll do the bare minimum work (and yet, still get A's, lucky bastard). All of his teachers constantly badger at him and tell him that he's wasting his talents. But Dylan doesn't care. He never did. In fact, he's never cared about anything in his life academically since everything comes naturally to him. Dylan might be popular, but he hangs with his group of friends. So whatever you do, do NOT get him mad (which is almost never) or make the first move, he WILL unleash his black belt fury upon you if you do anything to his friends. Dylan does, however, care about love. Ever since he started high-school, every single girl wanted a piece of him, but he shot each and every offer down. That's because he had a revelation. Towards the end of his eighth grade summer, Dylan went to a local camp for a week (parents forced him, make new friends, etc). Dylan, as usual, didn't care. He went along and thought nothing of it. But then, he met the love of his life. It was as if Cupid shot 1000 arrows straight into Dylan's heart. Dylan couldn't begin to describe what he saw before his eyes, and he couldn't describe what he was feeling in his heart and mind. Over the week, Dylan only managed to find out the angel's name (Chris), his age (12 at the time), and what school he goes to (Dylan's former middle school). For the next 4 years, Dylan has tried to get Chris to notice him, but whenever Dylan gets near Chris, Dylan's knees start shaking, his cheeks start flushing red, butterflies in his stomach, etc. and hides before Chris notices (or so Dylan thinks). (Story will be told in his point of view (mostly)). -------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- Christopher (Chris) Tanner is currently a sophomore in high school. Despite looking like a 12 year old boy, Chris is at the tender age of 15. He stands at around 5'6" and has a thick amount of pitch blonde, silky hair that stop at the bottom of his ears. Chris is a very late bloomer. Blemishes do not exist on his cute face. He also has the smoothest skin and perfect body tone that can make anyone jealous. Chris is skinny (110 lbs), but there's still a tiny bit of stubborn baby fat that refuses to leave his body. Chris's can be best described as a shy and innocent "boy." According to Dylan, he's extremely cute, gorgeous, and adorable (sort of like a teddy bear). Being on the academic side, Chris is unfortunately cast as a "nerd" and social outcast. He has no one to go to. He barely knows anyone in school, and both his parents work are obsessed with work. He's completely unconfident and speaks in a whisper to anyone. He keeps to himself and shrinks into his shell. In addition, with no one to talk to, Chris is still pretty oblivious and innocent to the matters of sex. However, he's too scared to ask his parents, let alone anyone at school. Whenever he walks from class to class at school, he'd hear sex talk, but he can never relate because he knows nothing about the subject. He thought about searching online once, but that quickly left his mind when his paranoia of his parents barging in emerged. The funny thing is, both his parents are extremely busy. Chris claims that both his parents are workaholics and don't have time for him. This just adds on to Chris's dilemma of not being confident. He longs for someone to his big brother figure for him, but being already born as an only child, it's sort of hard for his parents to produce an older sibling. But, he just might get his wish very soon with a fateful event. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Setting: A random school in a random city in the Los Angeles County. (No guys, not actual LA city, just somewhere among the numerous towns surrounding the "skyscrapers.") Start of school, Thursday to be exact for the first chapter. ---------------------------------------------------------------------------- Now that wasn't so bad right? Now press backspace, and click on part one to start reading! Remember, send me emails, so that I don't get lonely. (I'll try to reply asap...promise...)