нєу,¢αη ι нανє му нєαят вα¢к? (Teen RP) Accepting 2 Boys

[PurpleChickadee]

:: Basics ::

Full Name:: Nicole Marie Tucker
Nicknames:: Nikki, Snickers, Snicker
Age:: 17 years of age
Gender:: Female


:: Appearance ::

Height:: 5'7"
Weight:: 137LB.
Body Modifications:: Her navel is peirced and so are her ears
Special Details:: She is 6 weeks pregnant
Other::

:: Romance ::

Orientation:: Bi
Crush:: None
Relationship:: Yeah right
Previous Relationships:: He left her once he used her body and found out she was pregnant with his baby.


:: In Depth ::

Personality:: She's outgoing, out spoken, stubborn and ready to do anything for her baby. She is fun to be around and used to be a major trouble maker but she has calmed down and is ready to make a good life for herself.
Theme Song:: Perfect-P!nk
Likes:: She likes ice cream, cookie dough, chick flicks, eyeliner/mascara, and drawing.
Hates:: He baby's father, people who judge her, bad hair days, gaucamole, pickles, and mayo.
Weaknesses:: She will drop everything to help her friends, she doesn't think about her own problems when her friends are in need, she needs someone to take care of her, and she pushes people away when she needs them the most.
Strengths:: She is semi-independent, knows how too cook, she has a job, and she can keep her one bedroom arpartment clean.
Other:: I don't think so.

:: Other ::

Other:: Nope

[Luck.]

{mind if i use my own form? i may have to edit a couple of parts though..}

[little things.]

(Yes and accepted.)

[Luck.]

~*~*~*~*~

"Hi there! What's your name?"
Aliki is a very social person when it comes to her friends. If you judged her like a cover of a book, she just looks like an immature seven year old, but in fact, if you actually get to know her, she is silly, a bit socially awkward seventeen year old who lives to laugh. Aliki is extreamly bubbley and loves every second of it. She calls herself a major nerd. She also calls herself an uprising artist. Aliki loves to paint and draw in her little leather notebook, which she carries everywhere. The one thing most people like about her is that she will go up to a random person her age to dance with her in the rain, even if it isn't raining. If you see a girl with skinny jeans and her high heels in her hand, running toward you, just say yes and get to know this crazy teen.

~*~*~*~*~

"Can you not see me?"
Aliki loves messing with her long straight light brown hair and putting it up in a large messy bun. Along her wrists there are hundreds apon hundreds of sharpie drawing and small paintings. She also has a tattoo of a paintbrush and pencil drawing/painting each other. She also has a tattoo of the japanese symbols for 'life' on her right wrist. Her favorite outfit is black ripped skinny jeans and a neon Superman shirt. Her favorite shoes are a pair on black platform heels with a neon pink bow at the top of the heel.

~*~*~*~*~

"Do you have to ask about my past?"
Aliki stared out in a rough home. As a little girl, her brother would puck on her about her joy and their father abused her. After their mother died, everything went down hill. Her father became an alcoholic and would bring home prostitutes and hookers every night. Aliki would have to hide in her closet because every time her dad came home, he would beat her until she was either bleeding or badly bruised. When she turned fourteen, she was kidnapped from her own home and sexually malested by her kiddnapper. A couple years later he let her go. After finding a foster home, her life came back on track and she became her little spunky self, although the screams of her past echoed while she sleeps. She currently working at a diner as a waitress.

~*~*~*~*~

"Well, I wouldn't say it's a perfect love song."
Aliki calls herself as straight as a candy cane, without the hump at the top. She is terrible at flirting, but gets the job done. Her past boyfriends have all broken up with because she was 'too happy'. It crushes her heart everytime. She is still searching for 'Mr.Right'. Her current broken heart was caused by a guy named Jordan(imaginary guy).
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[little things.]

Accepted)

[Hahnu Ekrah]

Travis walked around

[Luck.]

Aliki walked out of an ally with her heels in her hand. She walked down the sidewalk with a skip in her step. She smiles to everyone she walked past.

[Hahnu Ekrah]

Travis walks past a girl carring a heel "um are you ok" he asked

[Luck.]

Aliki stopped at looked at the boy talking to her with a smile. "Yeah, I'm fine. I do this all the time." she said with a wide smile.

{i meant heels its in the first section of my form.... my phone is being mean}

[Make_a__Scene]

❖Dakota Valentine❖

Dressing in drag your best friend's clothes
While boys kissed boys in hotel rooms

While most teenagers would be perfectly happy going to the beach on such a perfectly fine day, Dakota was busy mumbling obscenities under his breath. His rollerblades were tied by the laces and slung over his shoulder; they'd do him no good in that dreaded sand. So instead his bare feet were slipping in that horrible excuse for earth.

He had been made to take his sister to the beach by his parents. Unfortunately for him, most of his friends were busy, or else not answering their phones, so he couldn't very well wriggle out of it. Personally, he didn't care for the beach except for when there was a bon fire and beer involved. Therefore, he was fully clothed, straight-legged jeans and all, as he led Benji down to the shore. Sunglasses shielded his eyes from that blinding sun that he had yet to assimilate to.

♪Benji Valentine♫

It was an old song,
From kiss me, kiss me, kiss me that she sang

A smile was stuck on Benji's face. She toted her acoustic guitar, carrying it carefully by the neck with the shoulder strap dangling. She hadn't been to the beach in a very long time, and she always seemed itching to play when she caught sight of those rolling waves. She sported neon green flip-flops and a black sundress that fell just above her knees. Her red hair bounced in a messy up do.

"Thank you, Dakota," it wasn't quite a mumble, because it was clear, but it was just as quiet. She really was thankful. Her parents wouldn't let Benji do anything by herself, and it seemed like the few friends that she had were wrapped up. She hardly ever got to hang around with her brother, anyway. With or without his horrible friends.