Super-Saiyan-Artists

You walked through the crowded party looking for Matthew when suddenly a pair of strong arms found their way around your waist and held tight. You were about to turn and punch the bastard who dared to touch you, in the face, that is, until you heard the familiar voice. “Dudette! You made it!” said Alfred from behind you. You sighed and turned your head to face him. “Let. Me. Go.” You said menacingly. Al let you go, and you turned fully around to face him. Alfred looked you over up and down. “Wow! Matt was right! That dress does look good on you!” he said and smiled bigger. “I’ll tell you what,

You turned and walked out the door or the mall and to your car. Your car was a brand new (color) (sports car) and it was your new baby. You got in and drove home; the entire way debating your true feelings for the shy boy you had just met. However, a huge, black pickup truck cutting you off snapped you out of your thoughts. ‘Oh hell no!’ you thought. You sped up and pulled alongside it. You were getting ready to flip the driver off, but when you looked in the driver side window, you noticed the strange little cowlick. “You have got to be fucking kidding me…..” Sitting in the driver’s seat was Alfred. You w

Alfred jogged up to where you and Matthew were sitting and pulled his brother out of his chair and into a huge hug. Your eyes widened. Matthew’s brother seemed like the polar opposite of him. You looked at Matthew who appeared to be suffocating due his brother’s strength. “Um, excuse me?” you said and stood up. “I think you might be killing him.” Alfred suddenly noticed your presence and let Matthew go. “Woah! Bro!! You didn’t tell me you had a girlfriend!!” Matthew’s face turned bright red, and before you could refute his statement, another man ran up and stood beside Alfred. &l

When Matthew walked out you had to struggle not to stare at him. You weren’t usually like this, getting flustered and blushing, but he was just so good looking in his new clothes. He caught you looking at him and he blushed. ”W-what is it? Does this not look good on me?” You quickly shook your head, and went back to looking nonchalant. “No,” you said. “It’s quite the opposite really. You look quite nice, ya no…, when your not completely soaked.” “Oh, yeah that’s true I guess…” Matthew looked down at the ground. “So, hey do you want to go grab some lunch wi

You were at the mall with your best friend (bf/n) walking through Hot Topic. You loved that store. Your entire wardrobe came from this place. From the red plaid checkered skirt you were now wearing, to the (fav band) t-shirt hanging in your closet. You weren’t much for wearing skirts, but this one had bad-ass written all over it! Plus you were wearing a pair of black leggings on underneath of it, so it didn’t feel to, ahem, ‘breezy.’  You had just walked out of the store with your bags, and your friend in tow, she decided it was time to go home, and left you standing in the middle of the food court. ’Just great