Why do i have to choose? I like both those replys. Ahhh fuck!!! Which one do you like more?

I don't know. Maybe the second? Although I like the idea of some scars just being an accident.

We could go second one, then there could he one near his elbow? He could kinda match me and have a patch of scars on his elbow. lol

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She looked up at him. "How old were you?" She asked softly as she turned his hand over look at it and gentally traced over it.

Sounds good!

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"Twelveish..." Sawyer said. "I think." He glanced at her hand in his and flipped it over softly. "What about this one?" He asked running over a long skinny scar on her forearm.

She looked down at it. She smiled softly. "I got the from a bike. I was going over a log jump, a rather big one, and a dear ran out in front of me and i grabbed the brakes. My back one wasn't working so i flipped over into a nice 6 foot drop into a creek. The chain came off my front chain ring, and in langing on my, the chainring left it's mark." She explained softly.

"That a fun story to tell." Sawyer said smiling lightly. He ran his fingers over a light scar on his palm. "This one was last year. I was trying to butter toast. With a butter knife."

She smirked. "Am i going to have to protect you from the evil butter knifes?" She asked jokingly as she looked up at him. The playfullness was evident in her eyes.

"Butter knifes are stupid." He grumbled, but wasn't mad. Sawyer smirked at her playfulness.

She snickered. "Now did you cut your self that bad with a butter knife? I have tried to cut my self with one to show Jay you can't get cut by them." She told him as she tried to figure it out.

"I don't know. It just slipped. Or maybe my butter knife are sharper than yours." Sawyer said sassily. "And why would you try to cut yourself..."