Master FaLoM: An Incredibly Riveting Tale of some kid Who Goes to my Highschool - General

This is quite the excellent adventure wrote by some kid who goes to my highschool. This kid is just no ordinary kid though, he is the Master FaLoM. Not only a self proclaimed Eminem-look alike, he also has an unmatched rapping ability to go along with it, with great hits such as "I'm Back". Also (Not-so) Known for his masterful commentaries of call of duty, san andreas, and other vidya games. He has decided to produce a novel of one of his incredible endeavours. Knowing him in person is quite the honour, getting him to flex on command, and the constant rap battles. Enough introduction for now, read it for yourselves. For the full FaLoM reading experience, watch and/or listen to this as you read it. [media]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fJXys2S1r-Q[/media] HE GAVE ME CHAPTER ONE! [quote]Dear Ridge, You are a stupid lying asshole. You are a terrible narcissist, and a douche. I hope you rot in hell along with your newly found fiancè. With no amount of love, Jennifer P.s. I lied, I never truly liked you. I sent the message, with a tear streaming down my left cheek. 'No. No you can't cry over him Jen, he doesn't deserve your tears' the voice in my head replayed. I shook my head and sniffed back the tears. I just have to ignore it. Just ignore it. Ignore him. I don't even know what I was thinking. I laced up my combat boots and sniffed back the tears once more before slamming the door behind me. I layed down on the soft green grass, my arms and legs spread out. I watched the clouds roll by the sunset lit sky. Tears streaming down both sides of my cheeks. This is why I told myself to never fall again. I should've got those wings when I had the chance. I closed my eyes and sighed. A billion thoughts rushed through my mind like birds flocking away from a tree after someone threw a rock. I Felt my head been touched by someone else. I opened my eyes and shot up in fright. "Who the hell are you?!" I questioned with furrowed eyebrows. "Why are you crying" the boy said. His hair was short, medium brown like milk chocolate. His eyes an ocean blue shade. His skin was tan and he was fit. He was quite beautiful to my sight, and his wondrous eyes looks concerned. I shook my head out of my thoughts. "Excuse me?!" I stared at him in confusion. What the he'll does this boy want...and why is it with me? "I know you heard what I said" he said with a smirk. He leaned in closer, eyes locked on mine. "I'm worried..." I blushed and felt my heart beat so rapid he was bound to hear it. I got lost for a few seconds before snapping out of it. "No. Who are you to waddle into my life and ask me questions?" "Well you're crying" he frowned lifting his hand up to my cheek to whip my tears away, I grabbed his wrist with my hand. "You look frightened" he frowned again. Well I wonder why, I thought to myself. "Well you're a complete stranger." "My names anthony, I'm 16, and I am a human being who is new to this area and needs a friend. And it looks like I'm not the only one who does." I looked down and blushed. "I'm fi-". "How could you possibly say that? You're crying. Is it a breakup?" I looked at him. Who does he think he is? "Something like that" I sighed. He smiled and slid his hand so it was lightly touching mine. My eyes move to my hand and watched as he intertwined our fingers together. "I'm here..." he soothed. I pulled my hand away and stood up and clasped my hands together and held them away from him. He stood up and put his hands on my shoulders and looked me deep into my eyes as if he was more serious than ever. "I mean it when I say this...I'd like to get to know you better. Please? What do you say?" He smirked. My chest lifted up and down. A rush went threw my entire body. And I could feel myself begin to shake. I didn't know what to say to him. But then again, its not every day that a gorgeous boy walks into your life and asks to be a shoulder for you to cry on. "J-Jen..." I slowly lifted my head up to look at him and faintly smile. The sides of his mouth lifted up into a smile. His arms widen as if he was inviting me to hug him. He flicked his wrists "come here". I let myself fall into his arms. He was warm, and cozy. I felt comfortable and safe in them. We sat there on the field for hours telling each other about our life stories. It was weird. It felt like we had known each other forever, and we even made each other laugh a couple of times. He jumped up and held his hand out for me to take it. I laughed and tilted my head confused. "Take it princess" he smirked. I scoffed and raised my eyebrows at him. "Now why should I do that?" I asked slowly reaching my hand out to his. He grabbed it and pulled me up to him so that our bodies were touching. Our lips only an inch apart, his breath smelt of cool mint. "If you weren't so vulnerable at this moment, I'd take advantage of your lips right now" he smirked at me and pulled my waist closer making sure that there was no air to get between us. "I could say the same...except the vulnerable part" I said biting my bottom lip. I grabbed a fist full of his tee shirt. "Who said you couldn't?" He whispered seductively. I felt the blood rush to my cheeks, I could feel the beat of his heart under my fists that held his shirt tightly. Our lips brushed lightly for a tease. My lips ready to press against his. Until I pushed away. I couldn't. How could I? It's like I just broke up with someone and immediately hooked up with someone else. No, I never dated Ridge, but we had something...didn't we? I didn't even know. But I knew this wasn't good. It'll just hurt in the end. "I-I'm sorry, I can't. It's too risky. My heads not quite together" I apologized with watery eyes. I turned back to the house and started walking away. My hands starting to shake again. The water in my eyes made it so that my vision was blurred "JEN STOP!!" Anthony yelled back. It felt like another arrow to the chest. It felt like my lungs were filling with water. I walked into the house and slammed the door pushing my back against it. I stood against the door and let the tears fall off my jawline onto the cold hardwood floor. A knock on the door interrupted my silence. I turned around and opened the door to find anthony standing there panting. He pushed the door all the way open and grabbed my face in his hands "I'm not gonna let you be the one that got away. Not today." He whined and crashed his lips to mine. His left hand slid down to my hip and pulled it to his. He pulled away for a gasp of air, leaving me lingering.[/quote] CHAPTER TWO [quote]"A story I'm working on now. Chapter Two FaLoM Having no friends sucks. I had just moved from the next town over about a month before, and I must say, it was the hardest move of my life. I had just recently broke up with my girlfriend because of the move, and now I was merely sad and alone. I tried to fit in, many times. I even tried BMXing, but that plan sort of fell apart after I broke three BMX bikes. Now I’m just confined to sitting home and playing video games on my Xbox. So there I was, on my Xbox on a beautiful sunny day, playing Call of Duty (and getting progressively angrier with it). Finally I got killed for the last time, and that was the last straw. I threw my black controller on my bed, and turned off the Xbox. So much for that, I thought. I guess today just isn’t my day. I got up, and to put on my black skate shoes when my mom called. “Where are you going?” she asked. “I do not know, I’m just gonna go explore. Probably get lost and use Google Maps to get back.” I replied. “Okay, just be back before supper”. That’s the fun thing about my mom, she doesn’t care where I am because she knows I’m safe. After walking aimlessly down a few big roads, I found myself at a park, over across a parking lot. It looked pretty deserted, and it had - oh my god - a SWINGSET. I ran to it as fast as I could, hoping that I could just be alone and jump numerous times off the swingset. As soon as I got to the end of the parking lot, I heard something. I heard a quiet sobbing, and it was coming from in front of me. I hid behind a garbage can, hoping the person didn't hear me. About three minutes later, the sobbing didn’t stop, and that’s when I realised something was genuinely wrong. I quietly walked up, and found this girl lying in the grass. She was pretty for my taste, with a black Nirvana t-shirt, yoga pants and combat boots. She quietly sobbed in the grass as I approached her. I kneeled down next to her. I started wiping a tear that was rolling down her cheek, when she shot up in fright. “Who the hell are you?” She asked. “Why are you crying?” I replied. She studied my face as if she was admiring it. I wasn’t that cute, was I? At least I didn’t think so. “Excuse me?” she asked. I was starting to regret my actions already. “I know you heard what I said” I said back with a tiny smirk that I tried to hold back, just for the sake of seriousness. “I don’t know you at all, but I’m worried...” She looked at me quizzically. “No. Who are you to waddle into my life and ask me questions?” “Well, you're crying, for one.” My hand instinctively tried to wipe another tear away from her face, but before I could, she grabbed my wrist and pushed it away. She looked at me. “You look frightened...” I said. Thank you, Captain Obvious! I thought. “Well, you’re a complete stranger.” “Well my name’s Anthony. I'm 16, and I am a human being who is new to this area and needs a friend. And it looks like I'm not the only one who does." She looked down and blushed. “I’m Jennifer... but I swear, I’m fi-” “How could you possibly be fine? How could you even say that? You’re crying. And I have a feeling... is it a break-up? She looked at me. “Something like that.” she said and sighed afterwards. I smiled lightly, as I knew the feeling and I had someone who could relate. I slowly moved my hand and lightly touched hers. She slowly looked at me in shock, and then looked at my hand as I was slowly intertwining our fingers together. I’m here now” I said, She pulled her hands away and clasped her hands together, and moved them out of my reach. I put my hands on her shoulders, and looked her into her eyes, which were a multitude of colors, it was amazing to just look into them. I caught myself staring into them, and said "I mean it when I say this...I'd like to get to know you better. Please? What do you say?" as I smirked. I felt a chill go through her. She was speechless, no doubt. “Jenn...” I stopped myself. Actions speak louder than words right? Maybe I should do something, I thought. I opened my arms. “Come here” I said, and she slowly hugged me, and I felt a tension lift off of her. We sat there on the field for hours telling each other about our life stories. It was weird. It felt like we had known each other forever, and we even made each other laugh a couple of times. I stood up abruptly, and held out my hand. She tilted her head and made a confused look. “Take it princess” I said. She looked at me. “Now why should I do that?” she said as she slowly tucked her hand into mine. I immediately pulled her close, so close that her face was an inch from mine. Our noses touched. "If you weren't so vulnerable at this moment, I'd take advantage of your lips right now." I said as I pulled her as close as I could. Our lips were so closed, it was hard for me not to take my shot. “I could say the same...except the vulnerable part” she replied, as she started biting her lip. She grabbed a fist full of my v-neck t-shirt, and I wanted to kiss her so bad. “Who said you couldn’t?” I whispered. She blushed. Our lips touched lightly for a tease. I knew she wanted it as badly as I did. I went in, but she pushed away. "I-I'm sorry, I can't. It's too risky. My heads not quite together" she said with tears coming from her eyes. She quickly turned, and ran to her house. “Wait! C-come back!” I called after her, but she didn’t listen. She ran to her house and slammed the door. I heard the slam from where I was standing. I cursed under my breath. I should’ve waited, I shouldn’t have made a move at all, especially in the way she was acting. But I sure as hell wasn’t gonna give up that easily. I ran to the house she just went into. As soon as I got there, I knocked on the door with all the strength I had left. I was panting for more air. And it was a loud pant. She opened the door, and looked at me.IK pushed the door all the way open, and my hands went to her face. "I'm not (pant) gonna let you (pant) be the one (pant) that got away. (pant) Not today. I made my move. Without her expecting it, I kissed her, and pulled her very close to me. I pulled away to gasp for more air, and she stared at me. I think I made her the happiest girl ever when I said “Can I come in?”.[/quote] That's all for now folks, stay tuned for chapter one + the rest of the adventure. This is no joke by the way, he's completely serious... Edited: Just to make it clear, this is NOT me.

Oh dear, that was the best stuff in a while It can't be real, can it? [editline]29th June 2014[/editline] Please get the other chapters! [editline]29th June 2014[/editline] Well after watching his videos it seems like he has some mental problems :/

He sounds just like the narrator from HL Full Life Consequences. [QUOTE]After walking aimlessly down a few big roads, I found myself at a park, over across a parking lot. It looked pretty deserted, and it had - oh my god - a SWINGSET. I ran to it as fast as I could, hoping that I could just be alone and jump numerous times off the swingset. As soon as I got to the end of the parking lot, I heard something. I heard a quiet sobbing, and it was coming from in front of me. I hid behind a garbage can, hoping the person didn't hear me. About three minutes later, the sobbing didn’t stop, and that’s when I realised something was genuinely wrong. I quietly walked up, and found this girl lying in the grass. She was pretty for my taste, with a black Nirvana t-shirt, yoga pants and combat boots. She quietly sobbed in the grass as I approached her. I kneeled down next to her. I started wiping a tear that was rolling down her cheek, when she shot up in fright.[/QUOTE] What is this?

Reminds me of this kid at my school who insists everyone call him Niko Slim. I want to hear more

if i was crying in a field and some stranger came up and tried to brush the tears from my face i would get the fuck out of there

Yea that wasnt creepy at all

These are the sorts of individuals that i met at high school. Charming, Wonderful, Whimsical Characters.

[quote]“Well my name’s Anthony. I'm 16, and I am a human being who is new to this area and needs a friend. And it looks like I'm not the only one who does." She looked down and blushed. “I’m Jennifer... but I swear, I’m fi-”[/quote] His story assumes her last word ends with "ne" and not "fteen", which actually doesnt change the creepyness of it as much as you'd think.

Hooooly shit

Still a better love story than Twilight.

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[QUOTE] A billion thoughts rushed through my mind like birds flocking away from a tree after someone threw a rock.[/QUOTE] This simile made me laugh so hard.

It seems that he probably has some light autism or aspergers

He looks like he just come out of a concentration camp and his voice sounds like Microsoft SAM.

When he rode around the corner on his bike in that video I immediately cracked up

[QUOTE=etrius0023;45241391]He sounds just like the narrator from HL Full Life Consequences. What is this?[/QUOTE] im just trying to contemplate how the fuck she was crying that she didn't notice him walk up and get close enough to touch her face ?