Post by Akira on Mar 14, 2009 3:06:41 GMT -5
People always said funny things about Akira. Some people mistook him for a flat chested girl, and today might not be any different. He had to look good for his first day though, so he wore eyeliner, and even a slight amount of blush. He had been told that he had nice cheeks after all, though he couldn't be too sure if they had meant his face. He wore tight girls jeans, the only kind he could keep from falling of every five minutes without wearing suspenders or ten million belts.
For his top he was wearing a green shirt cut off to show a bit of his mid drift which read 'Kiss Me, I'm Irish' with a four leafed clover. Underneath that he wore fishnet, also cut off where the other shirt had been to expose his abdomen and lower back. He walked in a way that wouldn't look completely masculine or feminine. But one thing was for certain, he was going to get some looks.
As he walked through the front doors of one of the school buildings a few guys heads turned, some were checking him out, but most were trying to figure him out. Most of the girls figured it out right away, that's why Akira liked women, they were smarter, more challenging. Men were entirely too easy. Especially the big dumb one that Akira had just bumped into, running straight into his chest his arms flew forward, his left hand grazing the boys waistline, and as he fell he pinched the corner of the boys wallet, freeing it from it's denim prison.
"Oh, sorry boy-o. I'm afraid I didn't see your handsome self standing there....."
Akira said with a very gentle flirtatious voice. His had slipped the wallet into his side bag which hung on his left side. It made it easier for him being left handed and all. He got up patting the large confused looking male on the chest before walking on, only this time, he actually did accidentally bump into someone, sending Akira back to fall flat on his arse.
"Oh feck me!"
For his top he was wearing a green shirt cut off to show a bit of his mid drift which read 'Kiss Me, I'm Irish' with a four leafed clover. Underneath that he wore fishnet, also cut off where the other shirt had been to expose his abdomen and lower back. He walked in a way that wouldn't look completely masculine or feminine. But one thing was for certain, he was going to get some looks.
As he walked through the front doors of one of the school buildings a few guys heads turned, some were checking him out, but most were trying to figure him out. Most of the girls figured it out right away, that's why Akira liked women, they were smarter, more challenging. Men were entirely too easy. Especially the big dumb one that Akira had just bumped into, running straight into his chest his arms flew forward, his left hand grazing the boys waistline, and as he fell he pinched the corner of the boys wallet, freeing it from it's denim prison.
"Oh, sorry boy-o. I'm afraid I didn't see your handsome self standing there....."
Akira said with a very gentle flirtatious voice. His had slipped the wallet into his side bag which hung on his left side. It made it easier for him being left handed and all. He got up patting the large confused looking male on the chest before walking on, only this time, he actually did accidentally bump into someone, sending Akira back to fall flat on his arse.
"Oh feck me!"
