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((Okay, oh and Ember doesn't care who she gets as a partner. Like not at all. XD))

[careless reality]

[ Wren, do you still want to have Kristin and Brett as partners? If you don't, I understand. ]

[[ - if you want them to be, I don't care either way. btw the I have to go make a call so I'll be back later xD - ]]

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[Okay, so, from what I ave heard so far, these are the partners, this might be rumors, though, please pm me with your final decision!

I think:
Brett and Kristen
Micheal and Avalon

@Black out Accepted ... intresting.. form :]
@Blahblahblah nothing much, we have basically just been talking about the roleplay, we started to roleplay on page six, there are only a couple posts so far :} Will up date the pairings once eveything is confirmed!]

[e c h o s o n g]

{ Wᴀɴɴᴀ Kɴᴏᴡ Mᴇ?

Fᴜʟʟ Nᴀᴍᴇ : Zachary Drew Summers
Nɪᴄᴋɴᴀᴍᴇs : Zach, The eyes
Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ : Male
Aɢᴇ : 18
Sᴇxᴜᴀʟɪᴛʏ : Straight as a pole!

{ Mʏ Rᴇʟᴀᴛɪᴏɴsʜɪᴘs?

Cʀᴜsʜ(s) : Micheal
Girlғʀɪᴇɴᴅ : None
Hᴜsʙᴀɴᴅ : None
Cʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ : None
Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛ(s) : Mom: Deceased Dad: Jim
Sɪʙʟɪɴɢ(s) : None, not that i know. Although my dad could be lying to me, like always
Bᴇsᴛ Fʀɪᴇɴᴅ : I'm a keep to myself kinda guy
Fʀɪᴇɴᴅ(s) : Like i said I'm a keep to myself kinda guy
Pᴇᴛ(s) : A pup, Coby

{ Uɴᴅᴇʀsᴛᴀɴᴅɪɴɢ Dᴇᴇᴘᴇʀ?
Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ : Outer layer
The first layer of Zach is harder to get through, he usually never lets anybody go beyond this one. He fears people will lie, so he tries to cover up. All Zach ever shows in public is a non social non talkativ, silent boy who hates the world. But inside he wants someone to share his feelings with. He is always lonely and wants to find the one
Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ : Zach's life was never normal, not even from day one. His dad never wanted him in the the first place, told him he was a mistake and always would be. Later, when he was about 1 1/2 his mother walked out on him, his dad told him his mother killed her self because Zach was such a bad boy. No matter what his mother could have said would never up set him, he had cried for days straight. Until his dad told him his mother left, that's when it started. Zach never trusted his father again. When he was 10 he ran away for several weeks. Once back his father told him he should have stayed away. Of course that had set off Zach once more, he began doing bad things in school and it was like this for the rest of his life.
Lɪᴋᴇ(s) : Hot girls, and nothing else pleases him
Dɪsʟɪᴋᴇ(s) : His father and Clingy girls
Fᴇᴀʀ(s) : Lies
Gᴏᴀʟ(s) : None, really

{ Lᴏᴏᴋs?

Eʏᴇs : Every body pay attention to his big blue eyes.
Hᴀɪʀ : Blonde
Bᴏᴅʏ : Very muscular
Dɪsᴛɪɴᴄᴛɪᴠᴇ Fᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ : His eyes, definitely that's why some girls call him "The eyes"
Sᴛʏʟᴇ :Zach likes Vans and Converse for his shoe style. Other than that he doesn't have a specific brand, but likes to wear skinny jeans and t-shirts

**edited it**

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((Can Ember be paired with Zachary? XD If its okay with you Echo.))

[e c h o s o n g]

((Totally fine ))

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((Sweetness!))

«•»│ εmßεr sαkµrα αlε┼Θ │«•»
.::. A Girl With Nothing To Loose .::.
I sighed as I heaved my backpack over my shoulder, walking through the airport. Eyes were on me as my feet glided over the tiled floor, and I had to hold back a chuckle. I figured I would get a few weird looks here. After all, i had dressed in purple and white striped tights, with ripped up jean shorts, pure white knee high converse, and an off the shoulder white top that had a silver heart on it. I smiled and used my free hand to rake my fingers softly through my aqua colored hair, releasing the scent of japanese cherry blossoms, aka, my perfume.
Ahead I caught sight of the doors, and i felt my pace quicken, eager to be out of here. Many people blocked my way, but I simply dropped my bag to down beside me and manurvered through the crowd. Squeezing through a few buisness men i stumbled forwards, placing my hand solidly against the glass. My heart rate quickened and I pushed it open, greeted by a burst of....no this air wasn't fresh, but it was air nonetheless. I smiled and inhaled deeply, glancing from side to side.
My icy blue gaze eventually settled on a limosuine. Outside of it stood a man in a suit holding a sign with my name on it. I smiled and walked over, nodding to him, "Bonjour." He smiled, clearly pleased that i spoke french.
Immidiatly he fired off in some rapid french greeting, his eyes sparkling merrily while I simply smiled and nodded. Honestly, Bnjour was all i knew in french. After the speech, the man took my bags, two simple, over stuffed backpacks, and fit them in the trunk before opening my door. I smiled and slid in smoothly, listening as the door clicked shut behind me.
A few minutes later we were off, driving through the ornate streets of paris. The man went on and on, droning about the monuments in french. I simply tuned him out.
«•»│ wrí┼ε ýΘµr ßαd ┼ìmεs íñ sαñd αñd ýΘµr gΘΘd íñ s┼Θñε │«•»

((Sorry for the long post, I don't usually post like 5 paragraphs. XD Usually i only post like 2.))

[careless reality]

|| - Kristin Hazel Chase - ||
" - The Girl Of The Rainbow Origins - "

Ƭнɛ ƨʋи ɢσɛƨ ∂σωи
Ƭнɛ ƨтαяƨ cσмɛ σʋт
Δи∂ αℓℓ тнαт cσʋитƨ
Ɩƨ нɛяɛ αи∂ иσω
Ѧʏ ʋиιʌɛяƨɛ ωιℓℓ иɛʌɛя вɛ тнɛ ƨαмɛ
Ɩ'м ɢℓα∂ ʏσʋ cαмɛ

The harsh rays of sunlight burned her eyes as if they were trying to enter her head and capture her brain which felt as if it erupt at any given moment due to the serevre head-splitting headache that reigned in the kingdom of her forehead.

Sitting out on the front porch of the qiant little house that Haze shared with her roommate and best friend since forever to wait for the limo that the letter told would pick her up had sounded absolutely heavenly in the morning when the heat of the day was a fanstacy. But now, in the dark skinny jeans and long sleeved Aeropostale shirt Haze had decided to wear like the pure genius she was and now the 19 year old girl felt as if she was burning up. She hadn't thought too deeply on her choice of clothing much as she had at first believed, since in the morning it had been fairly chilly she had decided- hey, why no wear an outfit that belong in the winter section of her closet. And now she knew why you didn't find many girls dressed such as herself in this kind of weather.

She exhaled dramatically, a exhausted sigh as ducked her head. He aching forehead clashed with her hard knees with a force that felt as if she had hit her head against a brick wall.

She scrunched her nose up in a cute manner, as she rubbed her forehead while staring down at her knees as if it were her lifelong enemy or some nonsense such as that. That was when she noticed a obviously out of place limo cruising down her road, heading town her house. Or at least that was what Haze hoped as she bolted up off the top step snagging her luggage in her hand as she flew down the steps as quick as her custom created converses could carry her.

Excited yips echoed out from behind the house making come coo loving words out over her shoulder to the dog her ex-boyfriend had given her for graduation. She wished she could take Archer with her but she knew the plane didn't allow for dogs- especially not easily excites le dogs that bark as much as Archer tended to bark. The limo had now come to a halt at the end of her walkway which Hae hurried down like a nervous model on her first catwalk: head high, one foot in front of the other, as quick as a rabbit down a hole at the first sight of danger.

Lucky for the typically klutz girl, Haze didn't trip and made it into the limo without forgetting anything which was a huge accomplishment for her. She was quiet on the way to the airport, her eyes locked on each of the scene she passed. The beautiful parks, tall ancient hospitals, old quiet neighborhoods with century old trees that threw their branches into the air-waving to Haze as she passed them. They reminded her of the garden quarters of New Orleans. When the reached the airport after a short ride- possibly the quietest ride Haze had ever had to endure- the limo driver rushed to open the door for the girl to allow her out into freedom.

She stepped out, her heavy bags layering her arm as plentiful as the neon brackets that adorn her thin wrists. She dug through the pockets of her skinny jeans for a second looking for the tickets that would take her to Paris. Her hand came up empty. Her stomach plumpeted to her feet. She quickly shifted her weight, working to find her tickets. She moved her bags farther up her arm, bending it up like a man flexing his muscles to expose her other pocket so it too can be searched. She dug around for a second feeling nothing but lint ten her fingertips brushed against something rough.

She pulled at it for a while before it finally budged as she was able to slip the tickets out of her pocket, she stared at them with a confident and relived smile. Other than her clothing choices she had done pretty well this morning of not screwing up.

[[ - oh wow that sucked. But I'm tired so it'll have to do for tonight - ]]

[Flicker -]

Marcel x Avalon [?]
Zachery x Ember
Kristen x Brett

[{Bubbles}]

~Who's Luke partnered with?~

~Luke.:: 18.:: Stubborn~
I watched from my bedroom window as I packed my things. I had at least an hour left tell the limo would arrive. I finshed packing my cloths and zipped the suit case closed. Finally I was doing something for me not someone else. I rolled the suit case into the foyer, and looked out the window. I blinked trying to deny what I saw. I black limo pulled into the driveway of my house, it glowed in the sunlight. I unlocked the door and walked out with all my stuff. Slamming the door closed out of eagerness.
I had to squint, the sunlight was so bright A soft wind blew threw my hair. Someone opened the door for me and I slid in. When did my life get so good? I asked myself. I looked out the window and smiled at the world outside. I'm going to Paris, I thought to myself. Hey, I'm going there to hunt for love. I put on some headphones and let the music drown everything else out. I don't really remeber most of the ride. The limo came to a stop witch suprised me. My door swung open and I saw an amazing hotel.
I pulled my stuff out and selfconsisley ran my hand threw my messed up blonde hair. What I saw was seemed to sparkle, well to me at least. "Wow." I heard my self say as I dropped my stuff. I blinked and picked my stuff back up. "This way sir." Some french guy said when he lead me in side the hotel. Well my life just got 10x better.

~It's still a WIP~