oh, we're all weird here. [open!]

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Dear Mister/Miss,
all the staff here at Camp Alfric are delighted to inform you that you will
be attending lessons and living here on our gorgeous grounds for the
following school year.

On your arrival, you will be sorted into four houses- like Harry Potter for you book fans!- and will spend
a few days being familiarized with the people you will be living with for the next year. Then, on the
first of September, lessons will start, along with recreational activities in the afternoon,
after lunch.

Here at camp, we aim to help you forget the tough time we know you have been through in the past
few years and to move forward together towards the future. There will of course be councillors
and group sessions if you ever need to talk.

Enclosed you will find the rules, which of course every establishment requires,
the timetables for camp and and the forms you will need
your parents to sign.

Looking forward to seeing you on August 26th,
Matthew Conaghan,
Camp Director and Lead Councillor

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ｐｌｏｔ

'okay, kid, I'm only saying this once, and once only, you hear? so listen close.
you're here because you're messed up. you've been bullied, someone close to you has died,
you're depressed, some sort of disorder, you're blind,
whatever. anyway, you're here now, in this camp, and you've got to take part in everything,
lessons, recreational activities, everything. otherwise you're sent to the psychologists,
and you really don't want that, okay? then everyone knows you're crazy. you sort of want to hide that
fact, you know?'
the twenty-something hands you back your documents.
'okay, go on over to the amphitheatre, our lovely camp director will give
you a motivational talk on just how much you're just going to LOVE this place.'
the guy looks you up and down. 'you know, kid,
you might just do okay. this place helps. really.'

ｃａｍｐ ｒｕｌｅｓ

one. Every activity must be at least attempted.
If you flat out refuse to try, you will be reported to the camp director
and some privileges (iPod, internet, ect.) will be revoked.

two. No violence.

three. No boys in girls cabins after sundown and vice-versa.

four. More serious crimes, like damage to property, serious violence
against another campmate, and stealing will result in expulsion from camp.

five. Have fun! We are here to help you get through your trying time,
and if you don't help us, it will make it all the more harder for you.

ｃａｍｐ ｓｃｈｅｄｕｌｅ

0800 - All campers will get up.
0900 - Campers are expected to be at breakfast.
0930 - Lessons begin- there are different schedules according to each house.
1230- Lessons end, and lunch begins.
1330 - Activities begin- campers can choose from canoeing,
diving off the beautiful cliffs beside the lake, rock climbing,
painting, and there is a more extensive list further on.
1800 - Dinner- three courses cooked to perfection.
1930 - Free time for campers to socialize outside
of scheduled activities. The lake is open
to any swimmers at this time also.
2100 - All campers are to be in cabins.
2200 - Lights out.

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one >> literacy Okay, you should try hard to obey this one. A roleplay gets really boring really quickly if people are only writing five words for each post, so I'd expect at least five lines. It isn't that hard, just describe how your character's feeling, what they see, what they smell, things like that. I'm going to be strict on this one, so if you get three warnings you're out.
two >> tess' rules Pretty self-explanatory. I don't want this roleplay being shut down. Again, three warnings and you're out.
three >> swearing Star out any vowels, and don't have your character swear about ten times in one post.
four >> keep it PG-13/12A No pregnancy, kissing is okay, but if it gets any more intense fade to black or take it to PM. It's really uncomfortable for the other roleplayers to have to read that. Same with violence. Fights are okay, just don't take it too far and make it gory.
five >> characters No perfect people. Remember, people are here because they're messed up in some big way. So give them at least some flaws, okay? Besides, writing perfect people gets boring after a while. Two characters per person, but no one can have two girls, sorry! Reserve characters over PM.
six >> have fun! No fighting OOC, please! And remember, roleplaying is for fun, so if you have any worries, PM me. I'm nice, I promise c: If you're worried about anything, I'll help in any way I can.

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{There's four houses, Iontach, Gleoite, Cóir and Faiteach.
Each house will have two girls and two boys, and
the two girls in each house will share a cabin, same
with the boys.

Iontach

the ladies
the lads



Cloud Sea-Brooke McMain | Seventeen | Snow:The:Angel
name | age | open



Rosalie Dalton | Sixteen | FezzesAreCool
name | age | open





Gleoite



The Ladies
The Lads



Aurelia Juliette Montgomery | age | .lullaby
name | age | open



Aiden Ellie Collins | Eighteen | s t a t i c
name | age | open



Cóir



The Ladies
The Lads



Kaylin Sierra Holton | Seventeen | Me
name | age | open



Lane Valerie Thames | Seventeen | rain;
name | age | open




Faiteach



The Ladies
The Lads



Clair Autmn Gray | Nineteen | Livid Coffee
Drake Andrews | Seventeen | FezzesAreCool




Ashtyn Sadie Winters | Eighteen | infinite.
Josh Riley Walker | Eighteen | ıяıƨ

Code: Select all

I'd prefer you to make your own form, just make sure to have all this information in it;
Name:
Age:
Looks (I'd prefer a human picture, celebrities are fine):
Personality:
History:
How they ended up in camp:
And anything else you want to add! c: I'll be judging how literate you are by your forms, so please put some effort into them! 

{This is where I'll put in what's happening in the roleplay, so you can get a basic idea before asking for
a recap. I'll try to update this at least every day.}

this rp is currently:

ｏｐｅｎ / ｃｌｏｓｅｄ

[F R E E ;]

Cloud Sea-Brooke McMain

"I Knew You Were Trouble"
Once upon a time a few mistakes ago
I was in your sights, you got me alone
You found me, you found me, you found me
I guess you didn't care, and I guess I liked that
And when I fell hard you took a step back
Without me, without me, without me

And he's long gone when he's next to me
And I realize the blame is on me

'Cause I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places I'd never been
'Til you put me down, oh
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places I'd never been
Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble

"Nice to meet you, my name's Cloud Sea-Brooke McMain."
Nicknames:"Um... Sometimes people call me Sea or Cloudie. I think that's it though. Feel free to give me a new one!"


Age | "I'm 17 years old."
Birthdate:"My birthday's December 24th, Christmas Eve."
Birthplace:"I was born in a small town in Alaska. And no, I defiantly do not miss the cold."

"I Knew You Were Trouble"
No apologies, he'll never see you cry
Pretend he doesn't know that he's the reason why
You're drowning, you're drowning, you're drowning
Now I heard you moved on from whispers on the street
A new notch in your belt is all I'll ever be
And now I see, now I see, now I see

He was long gone when he met me
And I realize the joke is on me, yeah!

I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places I'd never been
'Til you put me down, oh
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places I'd never been
Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble

"My personality? Well... Do you want to be here for a while?"
Cloud is a bit shy when you first meet her, but after a while, she is a completely different person. She is bubbly, funny, kind, caring, and friendly. She can also be very sarcastic with a hint of flirty-ness thrown in. If you get one her bad side, though, you better watch out. She can be harsh, uncaring, cold, and very deadly if she looses her temper. Luckily, she rarely get extremely mad at people, so they only see the nice side of her.
Likes:"The color purple, nail polish, Taylor Swift, One Direction, writing stories, surfing, fireworks, beaches, and cool summer nights."

Dislikes: "Snakes, spiders, haters, posers, jerks, know-it-alls, wanna-bees, copiers, cheaters, people who use people, the color yellow, and really fat, hairy guys. ...They just creep me out."
Fears: Loving and not being loved back, growing up, dying alone.

Dreams:"I only have two dreams in life. One: To become a famous actress. And, two: To find true love."
Hobbies: "Surfing, acting, and writing stories. Yup."




"Must I tell you, darling? Yes? Oh. Okay..."
Cloud was born into a poor family in Alaska, everything was perfect and happy. Then her mom got pregnant again. Her little sister died during birth, soon after, her mother got depressed and hung herself. In Cloud's bathroom. Cloud's dad soon became an abusive drunk, so she's been looking for a ticket out of there for years. She lived with her aunt for a while, but she was very controlling, so she was homeless for a while as well. Begrudgingly, she moved back in with her father, and had two jobs to pay for their house.
Family: Cloud doesn't talk about her family much. But her mom and little sister are dead. And she hasn't talked to her dad in years. Let's just leave it at that.
How You Got Here: "Well, it's way better than any other place that my family, or worse- the government, would send me. So, I came here the easy way instead of taking the hard way out."
Pets: None.
Significant Memories: "When my little sister was born and died, when my mother killed herself, when my dad picked up his first bottle of beer. Oh, and sunsets. I like sunsets."

"I Knew You Were Trouble"
And the saddest fear comes creeping in
That you never loved me or her, or anyone, or anything, yeah

I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places I'd never been
'Til you put me down, oh
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
So shame on me now
Flew me to places I'd never been
Now I'm lying on the cold hard ground
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble
Oh, oh, trouble, trouble, trouble

I knew you were trouble when you walked in
Trouble, trouble, trouble
I knew you were trouble when you walked in
Trouble, trouble, trouble

Insert Here
Best Friend: wip
Sexual Orientation: "I'm as straight as.. erm... well I dunno! Something really straight, okay?! Gosh..."
Crush: "No one at the moment, though that is bound to change."
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: "As must as it may SHOCK you, I don't have a boyfriend at the time being. And just so you know, I was being sarcastic about being shocked..."
Ex-Boyfriends/Ex-Girlfriends: "Um, no. Well, actually, I had a boyfriend when I was like, ten. But I was young, so I don't think that it counts."
Enemies: "Umm... I don't think so...?"




Hair Color:"My hair is a natural blonde, though in the winter it turns a light brown, caramel color."
Eye Color: "My eyes are blue, but for some odd reason, they can sometimes turn green, or even golden."
Height: "I'm not too tall, and I haven't measured myself lately, so I'd say about 5 feet 6 inches..."
Weight: "That's extremely rude, but if you must know, I weigh 118 pounds."
Body Type: "Hot. xD"

[lady.]

diagnosis--♛
depression: Occurred two months after
parent's divorce. Temporarily severe
and can be easily treated with a few
stops to therapist.
insomnia: Occurred after two restless
nights of depression. Wakes up in the
middle of the night and has a two
faced personality.
doctor's note: Patient needs to socialize
more. Emotions are severely unstable,
treat with care.
meds: Ablifiy

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p e o p l e s a y t h e r e ' s a l w a y s
a l i g h t a t t h e e n d o f t h e t u n n e l ,
b u t s h e k n o w s b e t t e r t h a n
t o l i s t e n t o a b u n c h o f l i e s .
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Full Name→ "Well, um, hi.. My name's Aurelia Juliette Montgomery, pronounced, aw-rel-eeya jewl-e-ette mont-gum-reey. Yeah, I know, sounds very posh and fancy, doesn't it? -work in progress"
Nickname→ work in progress
Age→ work in progress
Gender→ work in progress
Nationality→ work in progress

a p p e a r a n c e s a r e d e c e i v i n g ,
b u t s o i s h u m a n i t y i t s e l f ,
s o w h o a r e w e t o j u d g e ?
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Hair→ work in progress
Eyes→ work in progress
Height→ work in progress
Weight→ work in progress
Body Type→ work in progress
Body Mods→ work in progress
Clothing→ work in progress

b e y o u r s e l f ,
e v e r y o n e e l s e
i s t a k e n .
___________________________
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Personality→ work in progress
History→ work in progress
Likes→ work in progress
Dislikes→ work in progress

w e a c c e p t t h e l o v e
w e t h i n k w e d e s e r v e .
___________________________
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Status→ "Well, at the current time, I am single. And trust me when I say, I'm probably going to be forever alone. I was previously in a relationship and finally, instead of the usual, him breaking up with me, I actually broke up with him. Some of my friends sent me a picture of my boyfriend locking lips with another girl, so I put my foot down and well.. It all went down hill from there. Since I just got out of a relationship, I'm not in a mood for something serious right now. Though, I am in the mood for some flings. I'm not a sl*t, if that's what you're thinking, but I just wanna get out there, you know? I've always been falling in love too fast and I seriously need to slow down. But then again, with my depression, I don't think anyone wants to deal with me."
Exes→ "Um.. Well, let's see. I have a really big list, so let me start from number one- ha, no. Let's just say that I've dated too many times and have had too many flings. Many of my relationships turned out to be a complete mess and I think the longest one of them has gone, was about half a month or so. My last ex, his name is Charlie, was a complete bad boy. But that's what I like, I kinda fall for those type of guys. Anyways, like I said before, I caught him cheating and blah blah, I got heartbroken. I guess you could say that my emotions are sensitive. It's pretty self explanatory."
Sexual Orientation→ "I honestly have nothing against gays, lesbians, or bisexuals, but seeing myself even kissing a girl gives me the chills. And since I've said that, I think it's easy to say that I'm 100% straight and have no thoughts to be anything other than that. Don't get me wrong though, females are the more attractive gender and yes, I do check them out. It's not like I'm thinking, 'Oh mah gawd! I wanna bang her!', no. It's more like the fact that I like how their jeans fit and how nice their hair is. Don't mistake me for being gay! I mean.. I'm never happy. Haha, see what I did there?"
Crush→ "Unless you mean celebrities like One Direction, then um, no. I don't have a crush on anyone."

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ｍｙ ｔｈｏｕｇｈｔｓ ａｒｅ ｓｔａｒｓ ｉ ｃａｎｎｏｔ
ｆａｔｈｏｍ ｉｎｔｏ ｃｏｎｓｔａｌｌａｔｉｏｎｓ

ｔｉｍｅ ｔｏ ｌａｙ ｃｌａｉｍ ｔｏ ｔｈｅ ｅｖｉｄｅｎｃｅ，
ｆｉｎｇｅｒｐｒｉｎｔｓ ｓｏｌｄ ｍｅ ｏｕｔ，
ｂｕｔ ｏｕｒ ｆｏｏｔｐｒｉｎｔｓ ｗａｓｈｅｄ ａｗａｙ ｆｒｏｍ ｔｈｅ ｄｏｃｋｓ ｄｏｗｎｔｏｗｎ，
ｉｔ'ｓ ｂｅｅｎ ｇｅｔｔｉｎｇ ｌａｔｅ ｆｏｒ ｄａｙｓ ａｎｄ
ｉ ｆｅｅｌ ｍｙｓｅｌｆ ｄｅｓｅｒｖｉｎｇ ｏｆ ａ
ｌｉｔｔｌｅ ｔｉｍｅ ｏｆｆ

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{| kaylin holton | seventeen | the sarcastic one | ocd |bibliophile and writer}

______________________________________________________________________________________________________________

Uh... hi there. I just have to answer your questions, right? I don't need to dance or anything? Right, good. I can't dance to save my life anyway.
My name's Kaylin Sierra Holton. Insert macho 'don't wear it out' quote here. It's pronounced 'k-ai-l-ih-n see-air-uh h-oh-lt-uhn'. I sort of need to know everything about my biography, age, life, ect, so I know pretty much anything you can ask me about my name. Kaylin, uh, it has a lot of meanings. Basically, it links through about five names until it finally gets back to 'Katherine'. Katherine means 'pure', which is totally hilarious; my mum is an artsy hippie type, and I sort of always knew, even before I found out, that my name meant something like 'peace' or 'love'. I'm not pure or an angel at all, really, but I live up to momma's expectations and she never thinks any different. Oh, God, I am never saying Momma again. Ew. 'Sierra' means mountain range in Spanish, I think? So basically my first and middle names mean 'pure mountain range'. My last name, Holton? Weelll, it's from my dad's side of the family, and we don't speak about him much, because he 'lacked ARTISTIC SKILLS and was TOO IMMATURE to cope with me', as my loving mother puts it. I Googled it when I was fifteen, though. I'm such a rebel, you're impressed, aren't you? And, uh, I sort of found nothing. Yup. Nada. Not a thing. It drives me crazy, I prefer not to talk about it. Ooh, and there's my step-dad's second name, too, though I don't really write that down in, like, tests or whatever. My full name, in complete, in all it's, ahem, 'glory', is Kaylin Sierra Holton-Denver. Yup. The second part of my last name is the capital of Colorado. Why?'
People sometimes call me 'Kay' or 'Lin'. They're hilarious. Really. I'm laughing on the inside. Seriously, though, don't make up a nickname for me if you know what's good for you. If I want a nickname, I'll tell you.
I look fourteen, I know, but I'm seventeen. Damn my shortness. And do you want to know the best part? In a year, I'll be allowed into clubs, allowed to buy drinks, what not, but for God's sake, no one will believe I'm eighteen. Do you have any idea how annoying that it? I was brought into this- ahem, wonderful- world on the eighteen of October 1995. I did count up how many days old I am, but I sort of forgot... God, that's going to annoy me for the rest of the day. I will remember, I swear. I hope the world appreciates how lucky it is to have this beauty roaming it every day. Snort. I was born in Eastern London, but I have my dad's accent. Which is Irish. Praise be the Lord. Call me a leprechaun, I dare you.
I'm a boy. No, seriously. My dad put 'girl' on my birth certificate as a joke. We laugh about it all the time.
No, but really, are you mentally deficient or just blind? I'm a girl. Say it with me now. Girrrlllll.

The first thing you notice about Kaylin would definitely be her height. She's very, very short, around five foot two, so basically everyone she ever meets towers over her. People often call her 'cute' instead of 'beautiful' or 'pretty', and that irritates her. Quite a lot, actually.
She has red- don't describe it as ginger or she'll kill you, in the most painful way possible- hair. On the weekends and after school, she lets it hang loosely around her shoulders, where it falls in loose curls about halfway down to her shoulderblades. In school or when she's doing physical activities- i.e hardly ever- she pins it up in a loose bun with strands framing her face so it doesn't get in her eyes.
Her eyes are a light, almost translucent blue. To quote her favourite book, 'the kind of blue that doesn't make a big deal out of itself.' They're intelligent, sharp, they're always either focused and intent or 'barely there', lost inside her mind's imagination. She always has dark circles under her eyelids, the outcome of many sleepless nights hunched over a keyboard, sipping coffee.
People can pick Kaylin up easily, due to her height and her weight, which is about 130 pounds. Kaylin has weird eating habits, she never eats 'meals', exactly, but she has various snacks (salads, a few pieces of chicken) about every two hours, and that's her eating done for the day. She's curvy and immensely proud of it, she's never obsessed over her weight and she's very happy with the way she looks- neck down, at least.
Having an Irish father and a British mother, Kaylin's very pale, but she has rosy apple cheeks. She burns easily, and never gets a tan, no matter how long she lies out in the sun. In the summer, she normally has freckles dusted up her arms, back, and face.
She got both of her ears pierced when she was seven, got two more piercings up the side of her ear when she was fifteen, and by the time she was sixteen she had three more piercings on her right ear. She loves jewellery, especially vintage or anything to do with fandoms. She wears simple studs on her ears, but her neck, wrists and hands are extravagantly decorated. She prefers dark, earthy colours, and often threads feathers through her hair, 'just for the craic', as she puts it. Her favourite piece of jewellery is a silver necklace with a typewriter charm. Her stepfather gave it to her just before her family dropped her off at this camp, and now, you hardly see her without it.
If you ask her if she's planning for any tattoos, her eyes will widen and she'll shake her head very earnestly. She hates the idea of getting a tattoo. A hot needle basically piercing ink into your skin? Uh, no thanks. She thinks they're pretty cool on other people, though, she just knows she'll never work up the courage to get one herself.
Apart from the feathers and the jewellery, though, Kaylin is quite understated with her fashion choices. She just sticks with what she likes and feels comfortable in. You'll never see her in extremely short shorts or, say, a glamorous dress. Anything too showy is a big 'no' for her. She also wears dark clothing a lot, and has a love for vest tops.

What people don't seem to exactly get about Kaylin is she's hardly ever serious. And I mean ever. In a normal conversation, she'll say something that sounds serious, in that light, off-hand, always mocking voice of hers, and then laugh when you take her seriously. Also, if you're ever speaking to her, she'll find a way to insult you three times, without you even realising it, then she'll laugh at your anger when you eventually realise. First time talking with Kaylin, chances are you won't like her. Actually, you won't like her until you talk to her a good six or seven times, when she finally stops seeing you as 'a stranger and therefore to be pushed away' and 'someone who might want to be my friend oh my god what do I do'? This is when her (only slightly) nicer side comes out, and she'll at least stop with the insulting.

Also, Kaylin is extremely, extremely blunt. She doesn't exactly have a filter between her brain and her mouth, so what she thinks about you, she'll probably say. Most people take this as her being sarcastic as usual, especially if she compliments someone, but if she doesn't smirk after saying it, you know she isn't being sarcastic. She prefers to let everyone think she's mean all the time, anyway- it pushes people away.

She's very introverted, as most writers are, and when she's in a 'writing craze' as her stepdad puts it, she'll hardly talk to anyone, clutching her mug of coffee protectively to her chest, only venturing out of her bedroom for food and Nutella, and mutter occasionally about plot lines and paradoxes. Even on a normal day, you're lucky to get a few words out of her.

wip.

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{ bump! c:

[breeze']

Here is a form for a female in Gleoite. Anyway thank you...

❝ＹＯＵ ＫＮＯＷ ＹＯＵ'ＲＥ ＩＮ ＬＯＶＥ ＷＨＥＮ ＹＯＵ ＣＡＮ'Ｔ ＦＡＬＬ ＡＳＬＥＥＰ
ＢＥＣＡＵＳＥ ＲＥＡＬＩＴＹ ＩＳ ＦＩＮＡＬＬＹ ＢＥＴＴＥＲ ＴＨＡＮ ＹＯＵＲ ＤＲＥＡＭＳ❞

ｉ ｃａｎ ｂｅａｔ ｔｈｅ ｎｉｇｈｔ，
ｉ’ｍ ｎｏｔ ａｆｒａｉｄ ｏｆ ｔｈｕｎｄｅｒ
ｉ ａｍ ｆｕｌｌ ｏｆ ｌｉｇｈｔ，
ｉ ａｍ ｆｕｌｌ ｏｆ ｗｏｎｄｅｒ
ｗｏａｈ， ｏｈ ｉ ａｉｎ'ｔ ｆａｌｌｉｎｇ ｕｎｄｅｒ
ｗｏａｈ， ｏｈ ｉ ａｍ ｆｕｌｌ ｏｆ ｗｏｎｄｅｒ
ｔｈｏｕｇｈ ｏｕｒ ｆｅｅｔ ｍｉｇｈｔ ａｃｈｅ，
ｔｈｅ ｗｏｒｌｄ’ｓ ｕｐｏｎ ｏｕｒ ｓｈｏｕｌｄｅｒｓ
ｎｏ ｗａｙ ｗｅ ｇｏｉｎ’ ｂｒｅａｋ，
‘ｃｏｓ ｗｅ ａｒｅ ｆｕｌｌ ｏｆ ｗｏｎｄｅｒ

✦--- ｉ ｃａｎ ｂｅａｔ

name;; Aiden Ellie Collins.
pronounced;; Aye-den ell-ee coll-ins/color]
age;; [color=grey]Aiden is 18 years old. Her birthday
is the 6th of July.
gender;; She is Female.
sexuality;; Straight; she is defiantly heterosexual.

✦--- ｔｈｅ ｎｉｇｈｔ．

hair;; her hair is a mousy brown color,
it falls below her shoulder blade quite thin
and very straight. Appose to the meek brown
color her root are a darker brown though. It
frames her face. Perfect for her.
height;; she stands at 5 feet and 7 inches.
weight;; she weights about 100 and twenty pounds.
120 lbs.
skin;; she is pale; unusually so for a girl her age...
Being from Ireland the sun is often non-existent.
So the rare sun she got was soaked up.

✦--- ｉ'ｍ ｎｏｔ ａｆｒａｉｄ.

fears;; Aiden is deathly afraid of sharks
everything about them, she has nightmares
about being eaten alive! She also has a weird
phobia of nail varnish. She cant stand the stuff.
habits;; she has a habit of biting her nails too
much so they are just stumps. She also is
fiercely protective over friends and family.
A bad habit is she can easily jump to conclusions.
good traits;; Aiden is generally bad ass, she is
protective and closed too.
bad traits;; Aiden has a problem with sarcasm and
sometimes it comes out mean. She is sometimes
un-reliable and can be timid in new situations...
big secret;; She has a secret. Well the reason they
had to move from Ireland is because her brother
killed a man. Yes. Before he went to jail he
threatened her. 'I will kill you.' he said. So they moved.
Leaving Noah back in Ireland; rotting in a jail...
dreams;; Aiden dreams to move back too Ireland
to be back in her hometown. She dreams about
becoming a professional daredevil as well...

✦--- ｏｆ ｔｈｕｎｄｅｒ．

farther;; Her farther's name is Daniel Chad
Smith, most people call him Dan or Danny though.
mother;; Aiden's mother is named Jenifer Harriet
Smith- everybody either calls her Jen or Jenny...
brother;; Her brother; Noah. Noah Alex Smith. He
killed a innocent man; because he thought that he
had beaten up Aiden- he hadn't. But Noah went
to jail; before he went though he blames Aiden-
he threatened her life. That's when they moved!
pets;; She has a pussy cat called Noah. Yes,
the same name as her physio brother...

ＥＡＲＬＹ ＤＡＹＳ．．．
«green eyed sweetie...»
The horizon seemed to stretch the whole length of the earth; a day so bright and so perfect that the birds couldn't stop screeching. No. That wasn't the screeching; the noise was coming from a woman; not a woman a young adult. The girl not yet taken the right of passage; she was still naive and yet to experience the harsh world. The young adult was screaming- a painful sound, the boy next too her was only just turned 21 and this was not part of his life plan; this was not what he expected. But not matter what was expected- reality is harsh and the pair were beginning to realize this. The boy and girl had just lost their apartment because they couldn't afford the pay and they were now living with the girls parents. Tears streamed down the face of the girl as she gave that final push. The strangled breathing of the girl slowed and all the boy could hear was the shuffling of the doctors feet as they took the baby girl away. The woman smiled at the man. Through the pain they had managed to create something beautiful; love. The pain tears turned into happy tears; the girl was gone and in her place was a mother- a woman. The boy in the chair with the broken finger just stared lovingly into the mothers eyes he was a farther now. Sure they were going to be ridiculed and teased; they were hardly old enough the have a baby nor were they financially in the right position. The man only 21 and the woman only 20, but they were in love- nothing else mattered. The woman finally noticed the man trying to move his hand out of hers and she realized him from her vice. ''Daniel are you okay?'' she questioned. ''I think... You broke my finger.'' he replied. Then they began to laugh. She was in pain. He was in pain. But their baby girl was just a room away. Daniel looked up and noticed that his girlfriend was asleep. He stood up and began to walk around the hospital- the quaint little hallways made the hospital look small; well the hospital WAS small. Daniel found himself wandering into kids playroom- the toy bricks and Lego reserved for ill children; but he found what he was looking for. A small keyboard. He sat down on the small seat and began to play. His gruff voice singing don't stop believing. ''Streetlights people...'' A sweet voice joined in at the end. ''I love you Jen."

❝ＬＩＦＥ ＩＳ ＬＩＫＥ Ａ ＰＩＡＮＯ． ＷＨＡＴ ＹＯＵ ＧＥＴ ＯＵＴ ＯＦ ＩＴ
ＤＥＰＥＮＤＳ ＯＮ ＨＯＷ ＹＯＵ ＰＬＡＹ ＩＴ．．．❞

❝ＷＩＴＨＯＵＴ Ａ ＰＩＡＮＯ Ｉ ＤＯＮ'Ｔ ＫＮＯＷ ＨＯＷ ＴＯ ＳＴＡＮＤ，
ＤＯＮ'Ｔ ＫＮＯＷ ＷＨＡＴ ＴＯ ＤＯ ＷＩＴＨ ＭＹ ＨＡＮＤＳ． ❞

ｗｏａｈ， ｏｈ ｗｅ ａｉｎ'ｔ ｆａｌｌｉｎｇ ｕｎｄｅｒ
ｗｏａｈ， ｏｈ ｗｅ ａｒｅ ｆｕｌｌ ｏｆ ｗｏｎｄｅｒ
ｔｈｉｓ ｌｉｇｈｔ ｉｓ ｃｏｎｔａｇｉｏｕｓ，
ｇｏ， ｇｏ ｔｅｌｌ ｙｏｕｒ ｎｅｉｇｈｂｏｒｓ
ｊｕｓｔ ｒｅａｃｈ ｏｕｔ ａｎｄ ｐａｓｓ ｉｔ ｏｎ
ｔｈｉｓ ｌｉｇｈｔ ｉｓ ｃｏｎｔａｇｉｏｕｓ，
ｇｏ， ｇｏ ｔｅｌｌ ｙｏｕｒ ｎｅｉｇｈｂｏｕｒｓ
ｊｕｓｔ ｒｅａｃｈ ｏｕｔ
ａｎｄ ｐａｓｓ ｉｔ ｏｎ ｏｏｈ ｙｅａｈ．

✧ --- ｓｅｖｅｎ ｎａｔｉｏｎ ａｒｍｙ．
I'm Gonna fight 'em Off
A Seven Nation Army couldn't hold me back
They're Gonna Rip it off
Taking there Time right behind my back
And I'm Talking to myself at night
because I can't forget
Back and forth through my mind
behind a cigarette
And the message coming from my eye
says leave it alone
-
Don't want to hear about it
Every single one's got a story to tell
Everyone Knows about it
From the Queen of England To the Hounds of Hell
And if I catch ya coming back my way
I'm gonna Sell it to you
And that ain't what you want to hear
but that's what I'll do
-
And the feeling coming from my bones
says find a home
I'm going to Witchita
Far from this opera for evermore
I'm gonna work the straw
Make the sweat drip out of every pore
-
And I'm Bleeding, and I'm Bleeding, and I'm Bleeding.
Right before the Lord
All the words are gonna bleed from me
and I will sing no more
And the stings coming from my blood
tell me go back home

ＡＦＴＥＲＷＡＲＤＳ．．．
«created afterwards...»
The baby was born and it still didn't have a name. The parents debated and argued over the name of their little girl... So many different names shouted at each other casing arguments and curse words to be spat. The un-named little girl just sat and watched with wide eyes. ''What about Melody?'' her mother would ask and the farther would reply with another name... ''Hannah? Gabby? Penny?'' he would question. The mother replying with a stiff shake of the head. At this rate the girl would never be named! The parents were too busy arguing to notice that their little girl had begun to clap her chubby little hands and gurgle with happiness. Mickey Mouse was currently explaining to the audience about his club house and asking whether you wanted to go in; in a very annoying voice. The absorbed parents finally noticed. ''Aiden. She should be Aiden.' Jenny laughed, Daniel nodded his approval and the strange pair began to prance around the hospital. How did the second name Ellie come to be? Well the parents pranced straight into the cancer ward- there was a little girl named Ellie. Ellie smiled at the two new parents and waved laughing at their stupidity. Jenny and Daniel stopped dancing and waved back at the small child; they came closer to the ill child and sat down on the chairs near the bed. ''How are you sweety?'' Jenny asked a kind smile on her face. She knew that this kid was very ill; she could tell. ''I've been better...'' Ellie replied. How old was she 12? 13? 14? No older. ''Things will get better.'' Daniel said with a small smile, he doubted himself though, the small girl did not look well. Jen felt a little green; not long ago she was this girls age, what if she was in her place? Jenny was about to say something comforting but she heard a baby crying- it was Aiden! ''Bye Ellie you have a good rest.'' Daniel said before jogging back to the other room. ''Stay strong...'' Jen said before walking away. She felt the tears in her eyes. ''Dan. Ellie. Her middle name will be Ellie.'' Jen confirmed. ''Yes. Yes it will.'' he replied before picking up little Aiden Ellie.

❝ＤＯＮ'Ｔ ＣＲＹ ＢＥＣＡＵＳＥ ＩＴ'Ｓ ＯＶＥＲ． ＳＭＩＬＥ ＢＥＣＡＵＳＥ
ＩＴ ＨＡＰＰＥＮＥＤ❞

❝ＬＯＶＥ ＩＳ Ａ ＰＩＡＮＯ ＤＲＯＰＰＥＤ ＦＲＯＭ Ａ ＦＯＵＲＴＨ ＳＴＯＲＹ ＷＩＮＤＯＷ，
ＡＮＤ ＹＯＵ ＷＥＲＥ ＩＮ ＴＨＥ ＷＲＯＮＧ ＰＬＡＣＥ ＡＴ ＴＨＥ ＷＲＯＮＧ ＴＩＭＥ．❞

ｉ ｇｕｅｓｓ ｉｔ'ｓ ｆｕｎｎｉｅｒ ｆｒｏｍ
ｗｈｅｒｅ ｙｏｕ'ｒｅ ｓｔａｎｄｉｎｇ
'ｃａｕｓｅ ｆｒｏｍ ｏｖｅｒ ｈｅｒｅ
ｉ'ｖｅ ｍｉｓｓｅｄ ｔｈｅ ｊｏｋｅ
ｃｌｅａｒｅｄ ｔｈｅ ｗａｙ ｆｏｒ ｍｙ ｃｒａｓｈ ｌａｎｄｉｎｇ
ｉ'ｖｅ ｄｏｎｅ ｉｔ ａｇａｉｎ，
ａｎｏｔｈｅｒ ｎｕｍｂｅｒ ｆｏｒ ｙｏｕｒ ｎｏｔｅｓ
ｉ'ｄ ｂｅ ｓｍｉｌｉｎｇ ｉｆ ｉ ｗａｓｎ'ｔ ｓｏ
ｄｅｓｐｅｒａｔｅ

✦ --- ｐｉｃｔｕｒｅ ｍｅ．．．

ＭＯＶＩＮＧ ＩＮ
«and moving on...»
After spending 3 years in her mothers house Jen had had enough; she was fuming. They needed space- and Dublin was just the place. After a couple of months of building up they finally moved. Daniel, Jen, Aiden and a little baby called Noah. Noah was exactly 6 months old when the Collins moved house; some people say that Jen must have dropped the baby on his head- to make him turn out the way he did... Aiden knew though, it wasn't because Noah was crazy- he just loved his older sister. Even though Aiden was older than Noah- ever since Noah could walk and talk he has been protective over his sister. At first it was cute- they would do everything together... After a while it got a little creepy. She had soft mousy brown hair and it was constantly tied back in a high pony. She would add various clips and grips that she thought made her look like a princess... Aiden was obsessed with princesses! She was a dreamer she would dream of being a princess when she grew up; this changed when she turned five. What happened then? Well Mickey got her first skateboard! She loved it. She would spend hours on end playing! But when Noah was awake he would attempt to stand up on the skateboard with his sister. At this point Noah was unable to say Aiden so it came out come like, 'Den.' Noah loved his older sister. Aiden was never jealous because Noah got more attention than her; she was a observant kid. Ever since she was really little she acted more like a boy than a girl and too be honest she was happy like that. She dreamed of motorcycles. But too her brother she was everything he wanted too be. She would tell him story's about Ellie. You see Ellie's parents kept in contact with the teenager- she was in fact 13 and battling Cancer for 2 years. Jen was glad that Aiden's middle name was Ellie because it mean't she was strong. Well Ellie had won the fight. She was now living in the UK with her boyfriend. She was fit and healthy and over the illness. But Daniel and Jen still prayed that the illness would never come back. Unimportant things happened and the Collin family became tighter and closer than ever. The love was always there... They were the idyllic family- but not everything turns out like a farytale and it seems like they were on track for some bumps in the road...

❝ＭＯＳＴ ＰＥＯＰＬＥ ＬＩＶＥ ＡＮＤ ＤＩＥ ＷＩＴＨ ＴＨＥＩＲ ＭＵＳＩＣ
ＳＴＩＬＬ ＵＮＰＬＡＹＥＤ． ＴＨＥＹ ＮＥＶＥＲ ＤＡＲＥ ＴＯ ＴＲＹ． ❞

❝ＭＵＳＩＣ ＥＸＰＲＥＳＳＥＳ ＴＨＡＴ ＷＨＩＣＨ ＣＡＮＮＯＴ ＢＥ
ＳＡＩＤ ＡＮＤ ＯＮ ＷＨＩＣＨ ＩＴ ＩＳ ＩＭＰＯＳＳＩＢＬＥ ＴＯ ＢＥ ＳＩＬＥＮＴ❞

ｉ'ｄ ｂｅ ｐａｔｉｅｎｔ ｉｆ ｉ ｈａｄ ｔｈｅ ｔｉｍｅ
ｉ ｃｏｕｌｄ ｓｔｏｐ ａｎｄ ａｎｓｗｅｒ
ａｌｌ ｏｆ ｙｏｕｒ ｑｕｅｓｔｉｏｎｓ
ａｓ ｓｏｏｎ ａｓ ｉ ｆｉｎｄ ｏｕｔ ｈｏｗ ｉ ｃｏｕｌｄ
ｍｏｖｅ ｆｒｏｍ ｔｈｅ ｂａｃｋ ｏｆ ｔｈｅ ｌｉｎｅ
ｓｏ ｉ'ｌｌ ｂｅ ｙｏｕｒ ｃｌｏｗｎ ｂｅｈｉｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｇｌａｓｓ
ｇｏ 'ｈｅａｄ ａｎｄ ｌａｕｇｈ 'ｃａｕｓｅ ｉｔ'ｓ ｆｕｎｎｙ
ｉ ｗｏｕｌｄ ｔｏｏ ｉｆ ｉ ｓａｗ ｍｅ

✧ --- ｌｉｔｔｌｅ ｂｉｒｄ．．．
If we take this bird in, with its broken leg,
We could nurse it, she said,
Come inside for a little lie down with me,
And if you fall asleep, it wouldn't be the worst thing.
But when I wake up, and your make up is on my shoulder,
And tell me if I lie down, would you stay now?
Let me hold ya, oh.

But if I kiss you will your mouth read this truth,
Darling how I miss you, strawberries taste how lips do,
And its not complete yet, mustn't get our feet wet,
Cause that leads to regret, diving in too soon,
And I'll owe it all to you, oh, my little bird.
My little bird.

If we take a walk out, in the morning dew,
We can lay down, so I'm next to you,
Come inside for a little home made tea,
And if you fall asleep, then at least your next to me,
And if I wake up, say its late love, get back to sleep,
I'm covered by nature and I'm safe now,
Underneath this oak tree, with you beside me.

But if I kiss you will your mouth read this truth,
Darling how I miss you, strawberries taste how lips do,
And its not complete yet, mustn't get our feet wet,
Cause that leads to regret, diving in too soon,
And I'll owe it all to you, oh, my little bird.
My little bird,
My little bird,
My little bird.

And of all these things I'm sure of, I'm not quite certain of your love,
You make scream, and then I make you cry,
When I left that little bird with its broken leg to die.

But if I kiss you will your mouth read this truth,
Darling how I miss you, strawberries taste how lips do,
And its not complete yet, mustn't get our feet wet,
Cause that leads to regret, diving in too soon,
And I'll owe it all to you, oh, my little bird.
My little bird, whoa oh oh oh whoaa,
My little bird,
My little bird,
You're my little bird.

ＱＵＩＣＫＬＹ．．．
«a downwards spirall...»
The kids grew up; from toddlers to teenager to young adults... The change was not in any way easy and sure the family as a whole had some hiccups but in a whole they were fine. Nothing changed they grew up like all the other family's; well better really. Mickey was a straight A student and Noah was doing his best. They were happy. Mickey had a thing for coffee though; if she couldn't sleep she could trudge over to the Starbucks across the road- in her pj's and slippers. Tonight was just like any other night; she walked over to the Starbucks and ordered the usual. All the late workers giving her a smile; they knew her. She slipped into the booth and waited for Betty to bring over her drink- but that certain drink never got too her. A boy slipped into her booth shooting her a smile; 'hey, beautiful.' he cooed at her. Mickey is a teenager. The boy was good looking. She blushed; now please do not think of her as a slut because she did what every teenager would do. She flirted back. They talked and talked- well she talked. He lied. He said he was 16 too. He wasn't 16 he was actually 20 at this point. This was later found out by the police when his body was recovered. Well after 5 minuets the man managed to lure Mickey outside, she was laughing joking so was he. He then gave her a invitation- too go back to his flat. She was stunned; only 16! She declined and tried to make her way back into the building; but he grabbed her arm and wouldn't let her. He ended up angry and began to tighten his grip around her wrist; it hurt. When she whimpered he got violent and beat her! He stalked of into the night leaving the 16 year old in the pavement. Betty later found her and called the police and ambulance. She was alright, her brother wasn't. He began to mumble under his breath his face red with hate; he was so protective over his sister and he was out for blood! Literally. 2 days later the body of a 20 year old man who was wanted by the police was found by the Irish police. Surprisingly Noah gave himself in! Not before the deranged brother sent a message to his older sister. It is all your fault. I will find you, and kill you once I get out! Frightened and scared the family realized they were going to have to do something to get away. Their daughter was scared for life and suddenly even her own farther scared her. They were going to have to get far away from this place. England. England sounds good.

❝ＴＨＩＮＫ ＬＥＦＴ ＡＮＤ ＴＨＩＮＫ ＲＩＧＨＴ ＡＮＤ ＴＨＩＮＫ ＬＯＷ ＡＮＤ ＴＨＩＮＫ
ＨＩＧＨ． ＯＨ， ＴＨＥ ＴＨＩＮＧＳ ＹＯＵ ＣＡＮ ＴＨＩＮＫ ＵＰ ＩＦ ＯＮＬＹ ＹＯＵ ＴＲＹ❞

❝“ＴＨＥ ＭＯＲＥ ＴＨＡＴ ＹＯＵ ＲＥＡＤ， ＴＨＥ ＭＯＲＥ ＴＨＩＮＧＳ ＹＯＵ ＷＩＬＬ ＫＮＯＷ．
ＴＨＥ ＭＯＲＥ ＴＨＡＴ ＹＯＵ ＬＥＡＲＮ， ＴＨＥ ＭＯＲＥ ＰＬＡＣＥＳ ＹＯＵ'ＬＬ ＧＯ．”❞

ｉ'ｌｌ ｂｅ ｙｏｕｒ ｃｌｏｗｎ
ｏｎ ｙｏｕｒ ｆａｖｏｒｉｔｅ ｃｈａｎｎｅｌ
ｍｙ ｌｉｆｅ'ｓ ａ ｃｉｒｃｕｓ－ｃｉｒｃｕｓ
ｒｏｕｎｄｉｎｇ ｃｉｒｃｌｅｓ
ｉ'ｍ ｓｅｌｌｉｎｇ ｏｕｔ ｔｏｎｉｇｈｔ
ｉ'ｄ ｂｅ ｌｅｓｓ ａｎｇｒｙ ｉｆ ｉｔ ｗａｓ ｍｙ ｄｅｃｉｓｉｏｎ
ａｎｄ ｔｈｅ ｍｏｎｅｙ ｗａｓ ｊｕｓｔ
ｒｏｌｌｉｎｇ ｉｎ ｉｆ ｉ ｈａｄ ｍｏｒｅ ｔｈａｎ ｍｙ
ａｍｂｉｔｉｏｎ ｉ'ｌｌ ｈａｖｅ ｔｉｍｅ ｔｏ ｐｌｅａｓｅ

✦ --- ｃａｐｔｕｒｅ ｉｔ．．．

ＨＡＲＤＬＹ．．．
«an easy task...»
words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words; words;

[wicked;]

If it doesn't seem Semi-Lit enough, I can edit it a little. He's the other boy for Faiteach.

{"Hello! My name is Josh Riley Walker; Just call me Josh or Joshie, though."
{"I am eighteen years old, and last time I checked, I was a boy."
{"My sexual orientation is Bisexual...Which is part of the reason why I'm here. I'll explain later."
{"Some of my hobbies are reading, listening to music, playing guitar, and sometimes singing."
{"I dislike baseball, football (Soccer), bullies, math, and those moments when I need to cry."
{"My fears are endless. Being alone, bullies, not being accepted, snakes, etc.

"Well...Here goes nothing. Remember how I said I was Bisexual? Well, that's why I am here. Back where I used to live, I had been in the closet for an extremely long time. I'd only ever told one of my close friends, Sammie. She was the best friend I could have ever asked for. After two years of getting to know her, she moved away, and I was back to having 'no one know.' I still had friends, none as close as her though. None that knew my secret. One day, I'd decided I'd do what Sammie had always wanted me to do, come out to the world. And so I did, thinking everything would be fine. It was a complete mistake. Everyone in the school knew, and they all thought it was wrong. I was called names, some I would not like to mention here. I'm sure you can guess them though. It was awful. But school wasn't even half as bad as when my family found out. My older brother was 'ashamed' that his brother was Bi. My father beat me, breaking my heart completely. My mum never looked at me the same again, and she even told me I had disgraced the entire family. Just one little thing. We liking guys and girls. They had kicked me out. I was sixteen at the time, so I had no idea what to do, or where to go. I'd started with my vocal coach, since she was the nicest person I knew. She was kind enough to let me stay for a few nights, but then I had to go back home. When I went back home, nobody ever talked to me, unless it was to tell me to do something or insults. My dad every now and then would be in a bad mood and just decide to punch me in the gut. As did my older brother. I could have fought back, but I was too scared too. My mum would just give me the evil eye whenever she saw me. At the time, I had a boyfriend. His name was Cody. Home had just been too scary, I had ran away and lived with him. When I turned eighteen, we broke up. It was kind of mutual, so we weren't exactly 'depressed' about it. Now I'm in this camp, with no idea what's coming after it. All I know is, I don't want to think about it for the entire Summer."


{"My hair is somewhat curly, and a little long for boys. Depending on the light, it can appear to be a light brown. My bangs cover most of my forehead. You see the pictures, don't you?"
{"My eyes are just an ordinary brown, as they always have been. They appear very dark most of the time. My eyelashes are naturally a little long, but nothing that looks like I'm wearing makeup.."
{"My lips are pinkish red, and have been known to make a nice smile I guess. Maybe because they show my dimples? I'm not sure. I'm been told I have a nice smile. "
{"When it comes to clothing, I've always tended to be extra careful; picky if you must; to what I wear. To do so, I really just wear simple t-shirts, and pull my sleeves up when wearing long sleeved shirts. Shirts I own don't usually have a design on them. I have quite a few sweaters. They are kind of the same as shirts, just casual. Most of my pants are either jeans or light brown pants, and they are all tight around my legs. My jeans are either really dark blue, or really light blue. For hats, I usually wear either toques or flat topped hats; I have a green one. See the first picture of me? That's me wearing a toque!"
{"I stand at around 5'10, so I guess I'm a little short."



{"I'm not naturally that outgoing, but when I am, I am ready to have fun. Fun isn't something I have done in quite a while, and I'd like that to change."
{"Judging my my past, don't expect to be a complete bore and a sad person. I'd love to make friends with everyone, but I am a little shy. As long as you'll accept me for who I am, I'm sure we could get along great!"
{"I'm not going to lie, I can be quite independent. Sometimes I do go on my own little adventures. Maybe we could go on them together now?"
{"I like to think I am a little responsible in areas. Not someone who would borrow something and never return it, not someone who tends to lose stuff. The last part may be because I like to keep my things clean. That's a pet-peeve of mine, when everything gets messy. But...It tends to happen anyway."
{"I like to think I can be a helpful kind of person to. I'm most defiantly not one to be lazy. Sometimes it's hard for me to fall asleep at night. Not because I'm sad, but because I'm not tired. I just sit in bed, thinking of things I could be doing instead of trying to fall asleep. I get up pretty early in the morning. Seven or seven-thirty usually."
{"I'm most defiantly not brave. And I never will be. I'm scared of too many things, and when I'm scared of something, I'm really scared of it. I'm not a knight in shining armor who will save you from anything. I'll be the one who's crying to be saved."
{"I'm extremely insecure. Not as much as the way I act, but my appearance. A girl once actually said to me, "If I ever saw you topless, I'd probably bark." There were always some insults that stuck with me, and that was one of them. Now,I almost never go swimming after what she said. It's possible I could be motivated to, but I don't think it will happen for a while..."
{"Want to know anything else? Guess you're going to have to meet me this Summer. "

{"I was born on July 27th. I think it was late at night, maybe one in the morning?"
{"Cats are my favorite animal. "
{"My favorite music artist is Ed Sheeran."
{"I've been in two relationships. One with a guy named Cody, and the other was with a girl named Maria, but I was only eight when I dated Maria, so it wasn't a really a real relationship."
{"I'm British!"
{"I cannot live without my iPod. I'd be nothing without it!"
{"I've never had a cold in my life. I feel really lucky!"
{"My favorite movie is a movie called Total Recall."
{"I've never been on a plane in my life."
{"I play guitar. I have been for about....eight years."
{"I've been singing for three years."
{"I suck at all Art. Drawing, painting, sculpting..If it's art, I suck at it."
{"Theme song? Hmm...I'd have to say 'Run' by Snow Patrol.

"Light up, Light up. As if you have a choice.
Even if you cannot hear my voice.
I'll be right beside you dear.
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