name: Charlie. Not my real name, sadly, but you'll have to deal.

age: pick a number between 13 and 21.

Gender: Here's a hint - I like boys, and I'm not a homosexual.

hair: Shoulder length, brown. Getting darker by the day though.

eyes: Light/medium brown.

height: 5''7' 1/2 (in feet).

weight: Moo.

favorite color/song/book about geeks/rapperChanges often, depending on a lot of variables / 'Driving Me Crazy' by Squish / Freak Magnet by Andrew Auseon / MC Frontalot

Intrests: writing, singing, computers, books, cooking, art, TV, school, Manga/ Anime, yaoi, boys... and that's it.

Quote of the however-long-this-is-up-here:

"The Moment we stop learning, we're dead."

Quotes from my friends:

Anoran: Charlie! Guess what?

Me: What?

Anoran: I hugged a toaster today!

Me...And why did you do that, exactly?

Anoran: ...Because it gave me bread.

Me: A toaster does not give you bread. You give a toaster bread and the toaster gives you toast.

Anoran: You LIAR!

Me (standing behind Anoran): So, what are you gonna grab?

Kiba (Standing next to Anoran): I dunno, what are you gonna grab?

Me: Her arms, I guess.

Kiba: Okay.

Anoran: What are you guys- (gets picked up) LETMEGOLETMEGOLETMEGO!!!!!!!

Quotes from various fanfics (Guess which ones and you get a request!):

?: I couldn't fall in love with the boring, timid guys – I had to fall in love with the glib motherfucker.

Fanart I've Made:

http://x-x-charlie-x-x.deviantart.com/gallery/29792474

Fanart I've made for other people:

http://x-x-charlie-x-x.deviantart.com/art/The-Eccentric-Girls-181798983?q=&qo= ~ for Ren and Missa's The Eccentric Files (Naruto)

HELP

Okay, so I need help continuing this story I'm writing for Coffeehouse Angel. Here's what I have so far:

'Ugh.' Ireland is tiring. Beautiful, of course, but still tiring. My whole body would have been sore if I was human. Instead, the throbbing pain was just settled in my head and ankles, both where my Boss subconsciously informed me that my dawdling after my assignment was not appreciated. I was sprawled on the ground of an alley in Paulsbo, the place that held my next assignment. There was a streetlight directly across from the alley I was in, the light shooting directly into my eyelids, making shadows on my retinas. I tossed my arm over my eyes, lessening the pain in my head slightly.

A few minutes later, I felt more than heard someone approach the door across the alley. I didn't move.

"Hello," The (female?) voice called out cautiously from mere feet away. "Do you need help?" I could tell there was slight panic in the female (The other words confirmed it) voice, and I could tell why. Who wouldn't be even slightly scared at the sight of a guy apparently passed out in an alley?

"Sleepy..." I murmured softly. It was then that I realized this person shouldn't have noticed me.

There was a hesitation in the person's breath. I rolled over.

Just like that, there was a small crash, and I could distinctly hear the sound of a door locking.

'Oh well', I thought as I heard the same voice, but muffled (and was that a meow?) on the other side of the door.

So, how should I continue? It's basically the story from Malcolm's POV, so it has to be congruent w/ the storyline, but I still need help. Any takers?