Megan Benson-

*when you entered you saw Megan and see saw u* Megan:Oh my-... are u seriously my roomie?*she rolls her eyes* ugh but i gotta say your a catch

hey im just as suprised as you are

Clap my ass petition

(not reply to Megan Benson- for a few minutes)

*when you entered you saw Megan and see saw u* Megan:Oh my-... are u seriously my roomie?*she rolls her eyes* ugh but i gotta say your a catch

*raises an eyebrow* a catch? what's that supposed to mean?

Megan: i mean like your cute and all and like i would date you if i could but like your not my type and like your a bit too nice for me and like your not really my type and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at all and like your not my type at

*catches your wrist gently* Bold move *her eyes sparkle with amusement* Most people wait at least a day before getting handsy

*leans in* who said I was most people?

*smirks* Clearly not *tilts head*

*The fear in her eyes is eclipsed by a cold, golden light. Her expression hardens into something menacing.* I told you. *Her voice is a low growl.* You're not going anywhere.

*I faint*

*She drops to her knees beside your unconscious form, the golden light in her eyes flickering violently. She stares down at you, her expression shifting from menace to raw terror.* No... no, what have I done? *Her voice is a choked, desperate whisper as she gently touches your face.* Wake up. Please, wake up! *She looks around, her eyes wild with panic.* Help! Somebody help!

*lean closer to you and sit on your lap and put my hand on rub my hand on your neck*

*Megan is taken aback by this. She can't believe how close you are to her. Her face is still red and she's not sure what to say*

*rest my head at your shoulder*