Post by Dakota Greene on Jan 7, 2010 0:29:25 GMT
I need to get out more, that seemed to be something Dakota told his self a lot but he never actually got around to doing that. Perhaps he was just lazy or something, though that was going to change sooner or later. He wasn't the only one who seemed to think he had no life either, although no body actually told him right to his face he had no like to be honest. You didn’t even need to though, Dakota just knew he was a boring person and he needed to change that. He was going to; he was going to right now.
He looked about the library tapping his chin trying to decide what book he wanted to bring outside with him, he got bored really easily so having something with him to read was a good thing. Except when he was bugged or someone talked to him, that tended to make his plans end and he didn’t mind it that much. It all depended on the person; if it was a friend or someone who was pretty nice to him he’d get along with you pretty well. It was just the way Dakota was, he was easily to get along with most of the time.
Actually Dakota was very easy to talk to if he got his nose out of his books and got him to actually talk to you, and hold his interest to. If you could do that you’d be all set, and pretty much good to go. After Dakota finally decided on what book to bring outside with him he stuffed it in his bag slinging it over his shoulder and walking out of the library. “I wish myself tons of luck” he said to his self taking a deep breath heading slowly outside.
Once he got his butt outside he just sat down somewhere opening his bag pulling out his book, big surprise on a day like this he was reading.
[/size]He looked about the library tapping his chin trying to decide what book he wanted to bring outside with him, he got bored really easily so having something with him to read was a good thing. Except when he was bugged or someone talked to him, that tended to make his plans end and he didn’t mind it that much. It all depended on the person; if it was a friend or someone who was pretty nice to him he’d get along with you pretty well. It was just the way Dakota was, he was easily to get along with most of the time.
Actually Dakota was very easy to talk to if he got his nose out of his books and got him to actually talk to you, and hold his interest to. If you could do that you’d be all set, and pretty much good to go. After Dakota finally decided on what book to bring outside with him he stuffed it in his bag slinging it over his shoulder and walking out of the library. “I wish myself tons of luck” he said to his self taking a deep breath heading slowly outside.
Once he got his butt outside he just sat down somewhere opening his bag pulling out his book, big surprise on a day like this he was reading.
(BTW they are usually not this terrible)