Human personfication of Leo the Lion

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adamantbull:

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     Optics averted away from the instrument to make direct contact to the blonde. There he was, the guy that all the girls went crazy for. Lance Angel. The Italian transfer student who seemed to have caught the attention of the girl. The two were neighbors who lived in a very wealthy community but the two weren’t never involved in the crazy party activities. Instead, she would play music loud as she can while the boy studied in heart away. Lips curved to send him a bashful smile. 

     Yes, the girl did have a crush on the male. It wasn’t just for his looks. The two had a lot in common. Families that were always away, school being a number one priority and they were in the music club together. Often, they would walk home together and hold quite the conversation. Hearing his accent was adorable but the girl had to keep it within herself to not show her feelings yet. 

   ”Oh, this little baby? Yeah. My acoustic. I’ve had her since I was ten. Crazy how the years can go by. Seems like you’re bright and early as usual. Hope your fan-girls don’t attack me for talking to you right now.”

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Golden hues studied the instrument, in all honestly the blonde loved musical instruments. A while back he used to play piano, but that wasn’t since his childhood and once in a while held parties. Lance abandoned the musical talent, maybe one day he’ll go back to it.  There’s a sign hes getting back into it, seeing as he joined the music club. That just made the ladies swoon over him even more, not like he was aiming for that or anything.

A smile painted across the male’s lips, although not exactly close to the girl. They had both lived in rich neighborhoods. Once in awhile they would see each other, but they didn't actually hold a conversation together for long, only on the walks home from school. Maybe sometime, he’ll ask her to play the guitar for him. Gently removing glasses, making honey orbs more visible to the girl. His smile formed into a smirk, as glasses were gently placed in his jacket pocket.

“I’d thought I’d come early today, and them? Shouldn’t need to worry about them, they can look at me and swoon to their heart’s content. But none are allowed to touch.”


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