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[l o v e l y ~]

Piper looked at him,"Are you sure you're okay? You seem like you aren't interested in doing anything." She said, she had the feeling lately that there was something wrong. She just wished he would at least try to act normal. She wished she knew what was wrong with him so maybe she could help,"You know, Xavier, you can tell me what's wrong. And I know something is. You've never been like this before." She said, looking at him with concern in her green eyes.

[l o v e l y ~]

"Well... Okay. If you say so. I guess we could go back and visit with the others if you're tired." Piper said, hoping to find something he would agree on,"Maybe after a while you can go take a nap. Do you think that would make you feel better?" She said trying to mask her fear and concern thinking there was something really wrong with a small, fake smile she managed to put on her face.

[decalcomanie]

With: "Um, everyone from the taxi?"
Mood: "I'm okay I guess."
Outfit: "T-shirt, jeans. I think it's normal."
Thoughts: "I wonder how will the rooms look."
Crush: "Phew, Ali."

Christopher felt the last fresh air breeze before entering the taxi. He shrugged to himself, looking at everything he knew perfectly fine, like his gaze wanted to say: "I'll miss this town. But I like new adventures and places, so I'm sure it'll be great. Anyway, lets go." After taking the biggest step in to it, he looked around to see which seat should he take. The others probably wanted to take some good ones, so he had to be quick. The decision was really quick, even he didn't expect something like that from himself. He sat next to the window on the right, and he made sure that he didn't take much space so other people could seat on the same couch too. He put all his bags, which contained the things that were most important for him, on the floor and sighed with a relief, happy that so far everything was going nice. He looked at everyone, kind of interested in what were they going to do. He didn't want to talk with these people. Well, he wanted to talk with Ali, but she wasn't in this taxi, so there was no chance for him to do it now. But he could always relax, which was pretty good, because lately he was nervous and all.

After sitting in the comfortable seat, he looked outside of the vehicle by the small window. The scenery was beautiful: the trees and grass had a light green colour and the sky had an almost sapphire look. Chris smiled to himself and slowly closed his eyes, but not really going to sleep. He didn't feel like sleeping at the moment, he just wanted to rest a bit. He didn't care if the others were doing something interesting right now, he cared before, but not now. He put his headphones on and played some music from his phone. Not too loud, though. He didn't want anyone to hear it.

[Fail first post D:]

[l o v e l y ~]

ʙℓɑiиє cɑ∂єи иєνєяℓiє
"The Love Triangle", [Jock]


pєяѕʚиɑℓѕ

Well, the name is Blaine Caden Neverlie. I'm a guy, if you couldn't tell, and a little about myself. Well, I can play any sport. Well, almost, baseball, baseketball, football, and well, I played tennis once but I ended up breaking my arm so I don't think that's a great sport for me.

I was born on the 13th of November, and I don't believe in that "13th" stuff. Or ghosts. Or vampires. Or werewolves. Or... Well, I think you get the picture. And I'm 18, going on 19.

Now then, I am 1/4 Cherokee and very proud of it. From a little town in Oklahoma, I was raised on a ranch and born to ride horses. Back to the Indian thing, my dad is one half Cherokee and my grandparents are full. I'm not positive but I think that one of my kin along time ago was one of those indians on the Trail of Tears. Don't try to make fun of me for my family lines, I'm pretty proud of them.

Now onto my history, you already know I'm from Oklahoma. I was raised on a big ranch and was with livestock all my life. All I ever wanted was to own a ranch of my own. My dad said he would help me make it happen once I had graduated but well, I'm not quite there yet.


iиѕι∂є mу нєαяt

Just a little inside on my personality. I am not the suspicious type but it takes a very long time to gain my trust and it's pretty easy to lose it. I'm protective of the people I love and I love animals. I guess you could call me a... Whisperer of them? I'm pretty good with them and I love to ride horses. I want to be a veteranarian one day and I know it will be hard to achieve that goal but I'm willing to put in the hard work to get there.

I'm a pretty hard worker. Managed to keep good grades all through school and I have a job back home, I don't make alot but it's enough to get by. I'm working on getting my own place to live and starting my own ranch. I have two little sisters that mean the world to me and they're two of those few people I'm very protective of. Well, not so little now, but they'll always be my little sisters. Jenna is 15, and Nicole is 13. I don't have any brothers, though.

I was actually a pretty good kid my whole life. I am a Christian and not ashamed to tell someone about it, if they ask. I always tried to do what was right even if it turned out wrong.

fєαяѕ αи∂ fανσяitєѕ

I don't fear alot of things. I think the worst way to die would be by brainfreeze. It's like the worst kind of pain to me. Or by being smothered, I would like to be able to breathe. I'm not scared of anything really. Except losing the ones I love. I mean, you don't know what you have until you lose it and I wouldn't want to lose anything. My life is in pretty good shape right now and I would like it to stay that way.

I have alot of favorite things. For example my favorite animal is a horse. My favorite food would probably be shrimp. Movies are hard to choose from, but that would probably be the Blind Side. If you have seen that you know what I mean. That movie is amazing. My favorite song would probably be Dirt Road Anthem. It's kinda like the story of my life... In a song. Except I've never heard of a "Potts' Farm."

sυm it αℓℓ υp

Full name - Blaine Caden Neverlie
Age - Eighteen
Birth Date - The thirteenth day of November year of nineteen ninety four.
Relationship - None at the moment
Crush - Faye Grace McCarron
Gender - Male
Sexuality - Straight. All the way.

[AbbeyDawn]

Fαчє Grαcє McCαrrσn

{whєrє ís shє?}
[In the taxi]
{αnч thσughts?}
[This place is amazing]
{wєαríng}
[Knee-high converse, shorts and
a vintage superdry top]

Faye glanced out the window, a small smile lighting up her face. Rolling down a window, she let the cool breeze blow through it, blowing her brown hair back slightly. A quiet sigh escaped her lips and she turned her Ipod up higher, and hummed the tune to the song happily. It had been a long time since she had gone anywhere - well, only eight months, but still - and it was kind of sad how she had missed travelling. There was Athens, Switzerland, Egypt, and the Canary Islands, and much more. Her camera was at the ready by her side, right next to her sketchpad and pencils. Too bad she couldn't write about all the places in the world as well as detailed drawings and pictures.
Faye twirled her tiny working clock-necklace around her finger absent-mindedly, glancing at the others inside the taxi. She tried her best not to wrinkle her nose at the smell, it was like the socks in the locker room right after soccer practice. But ten times worse. At least the scenery was nice.

"Does anyone else smell that?" She asked nobody in particular, and turned down the volume on her Ipod, just incase anybody actually decided to talk to her. But her gaze was soon turned to the car behind her who was honking the horn repetatively. Will you shut up? You sound like my dad after a couple of beers. Faye thought to herself, narrowing her eyes. Apart from the cars, you could make out some of the scenery from the back window. The sky had an almost sapphire shade, so blue that it almost hurt to look at it for too long.

{Everyone's accepted ^^
My first fail post DX}

[moustache.]

{Okay so what is everyone doing first?}

[Sk8terGal98]

{Alisha}

{Mood}→{Crush}→{Boyfriend}
{Nervous}→{Well...}→{Chris}

Girl tell me how you feel
What your fantasy
I see us on a beach down in Mexico
You can put your feet up
Be my senorita
We ain't gotta rush
Just take it slow
You'll be in the high life
Soaking up the sunlight
Anything you want is yours
I had you living life like you should
You say you never had it so good
La la-la la-la la-laaa
You never had it so good
La la-la la-la la-laaa
♥

Alisha barried her tan face into the palms of her hand as she let out a dreaded sigh. This way indeed taking forever, all she wanted was to get to well, where ever it was they were going. Ali waited and waited for the Taxi to pull into the mansion/house until it finally did. A smile lingered onto her faint pink lips and she picked up her suitcase which included only the important things, clothes, and the other normal everyday things such as a tooth brush and comb.

Ali stepped out of the taxi with a smile, releaved to be out of there and she dropped her suitcase besdie her feet and look the house over, it was ice. She was defiantly going to enjoy her stay here. Ali brushed her hair from her blue eyes and looked aroud, wondering where the other taxi was. She took in a nervous breath of the sweet smelling air before she picked up her things and made her way to the entrace, leaving the others behind.

[l o v e l y ~]

Piper smiled, grateful he was a bit more normal, "That sounds great!" She said, smiling. She noticed he wasn't nervously glancing at the door anymore. Just the normal occasional look here and there. She was relieved, maybe he just needed something interesting to do. That has to be it. She thought to herself. She turned to him and smiled.

Blaine looked at Faye, "I smell it. Hopefully it doesn't stay. Maybe it's just this part of town." He said, smiling at her and then looking out the window. He was falling head over heels for her but she didn't seem to notice him at all. He couldn't help but look at her and hope she didn't notice him staring.

[moustache.]

{Okay so what is happening..?}

[AbbeyDawn]

Fαчє Grαcє McCαrrσn

{whєrє ís shє?}
[Outside the house]
{αnч thσughts?}
[Wow...]
{wєαríng}
[Knee-high converse, shorts and
a vintage superdry top]

Faye look one last look at the scenery before turning her attention to Blaine and smiled. He never seemed that bothered by anything, no matter how disgusting or weird. Well, at least in her expirience. "Yeah, me too. If this smell stays, I feel like I'm going to be out of here pretty soon." Suddenly, she felt the car jolt and realized they had stopped, and glanced out the window briefly. No, that couldn't be the house, could it? It was huge! Quickly, she pulled all of her stuff into her shoulderbag and slung her camera around her neck before following Ali out of the car and around to the boot. Pulling out her guitar and suitcase, the girl waited for the others to get out. Everything about this place screamed expensive. There was a fountain by the entrance, and everything looked organized and perfect. Even the air smelled sweet, compared to the wet socks earlier. "Wow... This looks so much better than the picture online."

{Well, they're just getting out of thr taxi's and going into the house}