Puzzle Pieces (A Pregnancy RP) Open & Accepting

[QueenofDragons]

(I know...we're getting there. Sorry about the wait. I'm almost done with Raelyn's form. Her history is really long so...)

[Panik]

(no, its fine, take your time)

[QueenofDragons]

A b o u t m e . . .

Full Name:
~Raelyn Grace McKinley~
Nickname:
~Rae~
Age:
~17~
Gender:
~Female~
Sexual Orientation:
~Heterosexual~
Other:
~None~

O n t h e i n s i d e . . . .

Personality:
~In short, Raelyn is a light in the darkness. Energetic and fun-loving, she's very good at cheering up anyone, and easily makes friends. Rae is a little social butterfly and loves nothing more than talking. Raelyn is very open with people and rarely lies, though she does clam up when it comes to her past. True, she sometimes withholds information, but she doesn't lie. If you've known her for any amount of time, you know she's a very trustworthy person. Raelyn is always in motion, jumping up in down, jiggling her leg, or drumming her fingers. She hates to sit still and so never does. It can get on some people's nerves--including her brother's. She fights constantly with Jace, for this and other reasons. Raelyn is one of those horribly stubborn people who can never back down from a challenge and refuses to be beaten. She's a daredevil and will gladly do all of that stupid stuff people dare her to do. Honestly, that's Raelyn's biggest flaw--she's gotten in trouble countless times for it.~
History:
~Raelyn has two histories I'll talk about. One is what nearly everybody knows. The other is the real thing.
Raelyn doesn't like to talk about her past, so she's come up with a nice and easy one to tell people when they pry. And once again, she doesn't lie about her past--she just doesn't tell all of it. When asked, she'll say that she was born in a tiny Oregon town and grew up with her parents and twin brother, Jace. At age four, her parents were both killed in a car accident. Jace and Raelyn both would likely have been killed as well, had they been in the car. Fortunately, they were at daycare at the time. With no other living relatives, they were tossed into the foster care system, eventually moving here with their adoptive family.
All of this is true, but it's certainly not all of Raelyn's history. Before being taken in by the Gallagher family, Raelyn and her brother were passed around from family to family, the unwanted children who no one could bear to separate but no one wanted to keep. One of the many families they stayed with, the Fosters, consisted of a very demanding man and his delicate wife. Unable to have children themselves, they had happily taken in the twins. Though strict, they weren't hard on Raelyn and her brother, who were eight at the time. But when they took in another orphan, a boy of sixteen named Alex, things changed. The Fosters slowly began to ignore the twins, first just not noticing when they stayed up late, but eventually forgetting to call them down to dinner. While this was going on, the twins' new brother had taken a liking to Raelyn. I say 'taken a liking', meaning she became his favorite subject. She'd always had a strange feeling about him, but it intensified the longer he stayed with them. The night he attacked her, he was supposed to be babysitting the twins while their foster parents went out for a night to themselves, just a few days before the twins' ninth birthday. While Jace read upstairs, Raelyn helped Alex with dinner. She was pouring milk in the three glasses at the table when she turned around to find Alex staring at her, a knife clutched in one hand. She remembers what he said perfectly: "You're so cute, Rae. Such a pretty girl. But you're getting too old. I can't let you get older--you won't be as cute anymore. You'll be grown up. So you have to stay eight years old for me." He lunged at her, but Raelyn fought back. Had Jace not been just in the other room, about to come in to ask when the food would be ready, things certainly would have ended badly. The next night, the Fosters decided they couldn't have Raelyn and Jace stay with them any longer, and they were passed onto their next family, the one they're with now.~
Likes:
~Colors
Animals
Airplanes
Travelling
Parties
Music
Beaches
Shopping
Doodling
Daydreaming
Nighttime~
Dislikes:
~Sharp objects
Cooking
Hospitals
People who get angry easily
Boring people
Having too many rules
Homework~
Family:
~Jace--twin brother, 17
Maria Gallagher--foster mother, 31
Jackson Gallagher--foster father, 32~
Alison (Ali)--foster sister, 7
Pets:
~The Gallagher/McKinley family has a whole pack of dogs, all from rescues: Maui, Dodger, Kimpa, Jagger, Reggie, Artemis, and Tinkerbella.~
Other:
~None~

O n t h e o u t s i d e . . . .

Hair color:
~Dark brown~
Eye color:
~Gray~
Piercings/ Tattoos:
~Earlobe piercings, a silver loop through the upper cartilage of her right ear~
Other:
~A thin scar that reaches from her left collar bone to just above her left elbow. ~

B a b i e s . . . .

How far along:
~About 5 months (21 weeks)~
Father/Mother:
~Will edit~
Baby's Gender:
~Unknown~
Picture:
~Will edit~

~ * ~

A b o u t m e . . .

Full Name:
~Jacen Michael McKinley~
Nickname:
~Goes by Jace; Rae calls him JayJay, which he hates~
Age:
~17~
Gender:
~Male~
Sexual Orientation:
~Heterosexual~
Other:
~None~

O n t h e i n s i d e . . . .

Personality:
~Jace is basically the polar opposite of his sister. While she's loud, outgoing, and energetic, Jace is calm, cool, and quiet. He prefers not to speak unless he has something very important to say, and even then he considers it for quite a while. Because of this, the conversation often changes by time he's made the decision to comment on something, so he just stays quiet. He's a bookworm and has been called a nerd enough times to start to despise the term. He hates having his picture taken and will always hide from a camera, making trying to get his picture a favorite pastime of several people who know him. Jace isn't as uptight as he might seem--though he hates to see people breaking the rules for no good reason and prefers to talk about the kind of things that actually matter, not who's dating who and whether or not anyone's seen the newest episode of some TV show--he does like to have fun. He's obsessed with music and it's rare to find Jace without his earbuds in. He's a multitasker and is always doing two, three, even four things at once. He's protective of his sister and will carefully question any boy she's dating--and those interrogations are about the longest conversations he's ever had.~
History:
~See Raelyn's~
Likes:
~Music
Drawing
Reading
Libraries
Writing
Puzzles
Listening to Raelyn talk about pointless things
Nighttime
Dogs~
Dislikes:
~Labels
Bright lights in the morning
Mornings
Loud people
Heights~
Family:
~Raelyn McKinley--twin sister, 17
Maria Gallagher--foster mother, 31
Jackson Gallagher--foster father, 32
Alison Gallagher--foster sister, 7~
Pets:
~See Raelyn's~
Other:
~None~

O n t h e o u t s i d e . . . .

Hair color:
~Dark brown~
Eye color:
~Gray~
Piercings/ Tattoos:
~None~
Other:
~None~

B a b i e s . . . .

How far along:
~N/A~
Father/Mother:
~Will edit~
Baby's Gender:
~Unknown~
Picture:
~Will edit~

[QueenofDragons]

(Bump...?)

[Panik]

(Lol, accepted!)

[Cruze.]

[[Leia is a wip]]

Clean shirt, new shoes
And I don't know
where I am goin' to.
Silk suit,black tie,
I don't need a reason why.
They come runnin'
just as fast as they can
Coz' every girl's crazy
'bout a sharp dressed man.


Gold watch, diamond ring,
I ain' missin'
not a single thing.
And cufflinks, stick pin
When I step out
I'm gonna do you in.
They come runnin'
just as fast as they can
Coz' every girl's crazy
'bout a sharp dressed man.


Top coat, top hat,
I don't worry coz
my wallet's fat.
Black shades,
white gloves,
Lookin' sharp and
lookin' for love.
They come runnin'
just as fast as they can
Coz' every girl's crazy
'bout a sharp dressed man.

Ｎａｍｅ• • >Laodicea Kye Daniels is my full name. It looks hard to pronounce, doesn't it? Well it's said Lay-o-de-c-a. I think you can say the rest of my name. Just because saying Laodicea is a total mouth full, I ask that you please call me Leia. Yeah, like princess Leia from the star wars movies. That girl. Except, I'm much cooler than her. By far. You can't beat my awesomeness.

Ａｇｅ• • >Well.... I'm about a year younger then my brother. Probably a little more then a year, but eh. I'm eighteen right now, but I'll turn nineteen here in a few months! I'm excited to be... well not eighteen. I was born December 31st of 1994. I must say. I have loved the eighteen years that I have been living.

Ｇｅｎｄｅｒ• • >Annoyed face? Yes. Disgusted face? Definitely. I don't understand how you can ask this question to someone like me. Do you have any form of common courtesy? Obviously not. Well I guess because you ask so desperately I'll tell you. I'm female. A Girl. A Chicka. I don't know what you call it. But as long as it means that I am feminine, I don't really care.

Ｓｅｘｕａｌ Ｏｒｅｉｅｎｔａｔｉｏｎ • • >Seriously? You're asking if I'm lesbian or if I'm straight? I wouldn't think of this as a priority on a questionnaire type thing. But what never, you asked. Well the answer is that I'm straight.


Ｅｙｅｓ • • >My eyes.... Hum..... Well my eyes are a very dark brown shade, they almost look black from far away. The closer you get the lighter they get -well obviously. I am not one of those people who has eyes that change color with their mood, they stay one solid color of brown. I do wear contacts but they aren't colored or anything, If I feel like it I might wear my glasses.... especially if it's a lazy day.

Ｈａｉｒ • • >My hair is a natural brown with blonde highlights throughout it. It drops down a little past my shoulders and is lightly layered. I have it parted down the middle normally. When I style it I will normally curl some parts and just let it be a bit wavy. When I am too lazy to do that my hair in just straight. Nothing too fancy. But when it is straight I will part it more to the left side and have some bangs. When I fell like being really fancy, like for a formal event, I'll curl it all and part it towards the left side.

Ｐｉｅｒｃｉｎｇｓ • • >Really the only piercings I have are in my ears. I have two sets of piercings, so that makes a total of four piercings on my ears. I have the most common piercings girls get so... there's not much explaining to that.

Ｈｅｉｇｈｔ • • >Haha... I'm actually pretty short.... I'm not a legal midget though. Everyone makes fun of my shortness, but I just make fun of their tallness. Everyone is just jealous they can't be me. I know, it's a hard life when you're not me. But I stand about five foot two inches off the ground. I'm proud of my height... Even thought I can't reach the top shelf in the kitchen.... Eh, you get used to it.

Ｗｅｉｇｈｔ • • >I weigh one-hundred and ten pounds. And I suggest you not ask me again. I'm not ashamed of my weight, I just don't like to speak about it. I prefer to remain anonymous to myself about my weight and I only know how much I do weigh when I go to the doctors. Yeah, I yelled at my mother for keeping a scale in the house.


Ｌｉｋｅｓ • • >Oh gosh. You have just entered a sacred place and I don't know if I'm willing to let you in.... To know my likes is to know my weakness' and I don't do people knowing my weakness to well. Alright, well I guess if you insist I'll tell you some things I like. I'll start with food.

My favorite foods are the following:

Blah blah Blah blah Blah blahmy favorite movies, music, and objects:

⇥ Waffles
⇥ Toast with butter and Raspberry Jam.
⇥ Shrimp
⇥ Steak. Yum....
Blah blah blah
Blah Blah Blah
Blah Blah Blah

Blah blah Blah blah Blah blah⇥ I like a lot of 80's music....
Blah blah Blah blah Blah blah⇥ Most Rock, some pop...
Blah blah Blah blah Blah blah⇥ Star Wars. Duh.
Blah blah Blah blah Blah blah⇥ Star Trek is pretty awesome.
Blah blah Blah blah Blah blah⇥ Accessories... They get fun.
Blah blah blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah Blah blah Blah blah Blah Blah Bl⇥ Camaros and Mustangs. That's death.
What I like in a guy:
⇥ Cute. What girl doesn't like a good looking guy?
⇥ Risky. I like a little adventure.
⇥ Funny. Laughing is my medicine, and It takes some effort to make myself laugh.
⇥ Quiet. He can yell in the dead of his silence, and still be heard by all.
⇥ Knows who he is. I know who I am, he should know who he is.
⇥ Well dressed. Every girls crazy about a sharp dressed man.

Ｄｉｓｌｉｋｅｓ • • >Foods I don't like are the following:
⇥ Bananas. Yuck, to much potassium.
⇥ Most Italian food. Pizza is the exception.
⇥ Deer. I like meat, but dear has a.... taste to it.
⇥ Zucchini. Really who does like it?
⇥ Watermelon. It might be like... 92% water.... but it's freaking dry. And there is no such thing as a seedless watermelon. All they do is like to you.
Movies, music, and objects are the following:
⇥ Scremo and rap. Can't stand it.
⇥ Country. It's okay.... Not my favorite.
⇥ Pure romantic movies. Throw some comedy, action, something in there.
⇥ Family Guy. Never again.
⇥ Crude people. They need to get a life.
⇥ Beater cars. Get away from me.
Things I don't like in a guy, alright, well anything that is not listed above is a turn off form me. But I really don't like smelly guys unless they like, just got out of a gym. But I still won't hug them or anything.

Ｆｅａｒｓ • • >I admit this. I have a fear of spiders. The name of them makes me look around the room like a mad pineapple. The sight makes be scream like a flying monkey and run away as fast as I can, using you as a human shield. It doesn't matter the size or how venomous. I hate them.

Ｏｃｃｕｐａｔｉｏｎ • • >Right now? I don't really have a job.... I'm part of the unemployed teens percentage... what ever that percentage is....

Ｐｅｒｓｏｎａｌｉｔｙ• • >The initial judgment guys get off of me are rude, cocky, annoying, and self-confident. In reality, I'm none of those. Any guy in whom has not earned my trust will see these 'traits' in me simply because I don't want to open up to them. I tend to show these because it's my way of pushing them away, it my form of putting my walls up, and I’m very good at it. Some girls out there put their walls up by being quiet and not speaking. I put mine up by speaking, but not telling my whole life story. Some guys have broken through the whole rude aspect and see the self-confident, 'cocky' girl. This is a step up, it generally means that you have gained some trust from me, but you will still get a few tints of rudeness here and there still.
When girls first meet me, they will have a different opinion. They think I'm fun to be around and interesting. Some girls can see a bit of rudeness in me, but really aren't we all rude in some manner? Subtle or not? I can be a very interesting person to hang out with. I like to do a bunch of random stuff. Go to kids stores and buy legos that I'm never going to use, that can get pretty fun. I am also very adventurous. I love to go explore and do stuff; it doesn't scare me to go and jump of a fifty-foot cliff. In fact, I'm all game for it. I can be a bit dangerous here and there but that's fine with me. I'd rather die knowing I had fun than die wasting a life.
Despite my pure awesomeness. I do actually have a great self-confidence. But my self-esteem is not to high. Some people are like 'Waaa? how does that work?' Simple. I know who I am and take pride in it, but I don't treasure how I look. That's how that works. I do know who I am, but Issues with past relationships and guys always abusing my already low self-esteem, never help raise that. I am great at being high on confidence. But when it comes to how I look, I can be hurt by words easily. My height can bother me when it's made fun of by others, even though I know I'm short.
When I am judged on my appearance, I generally just pull a fake smile and a soft laugh and then grow quiet and bask on what you just told me as I take it in and start to grow on you calling my fat or ugly or to thin or short, or what ever the hell it is you called me. [terrible personality....]

Ｈｉｓｔｏｒｙ• • >-----

Ｎｅｘｔ Ｏｆ Ｋｉｎ• • >My family consists of my mother, father and brother. My brother and Father are the two guys I trust the most, and they still see a bit of the cocky attitude out of me here and there, so feel special if your doing equal to better than them. My mother and I don't speak much... and frankly, I don't really know why that is.
But about this bump growing on my stomach, it's a little baby that's about four and a half months old. The father is ____ and I guess we'll have to wait and see what kind of father he'll be.

Ｆｒｉｅｎｄｓ&Ｅｎｅｍｉｅｓ • • >-----

Ｃｒｕｓｈ • • >-----

Ｂｏｙｆｒｉｅｎｄ • • >---.

Ｐｅｔｓ• • >---

If you look at your reflection
in the bottom of a well
what you see is only on the surface
If you try to see the meaning
hidden underneath
the measure of the depth
can be deceiving
The bottom has a rocky reputation

My name's James 'Pappy' Boyington, I don't have a middle name cause my parents didn't find it necessary. My nickname, Pappy, came from an old T.V. show called 'Black Sheep Squadron.' The main character had our same last name, or rather... we had his, however you want to put it and my dad loved him. When I was born, they called me Pappy from the start. In reality, the nickname fits me. Him and I have a similar personality. Most people just prefer to call me James, but I don't really care. Call me James or Pappy, which ever suits you I guess. I got the name James from my mom; it was just a name that she always wanted to name her son. Boyington is actually my mom's last name. My dad hated his last name and so when they got married he adopted her last name as his. I actually prefer Boyington over Hyman.... Boyington just has this ring to it... and James Hyman doesn't sound as cool to me.

You can feel it in the distance
The deeper down you stare
From up above it's hard to see,
but you know when you're there
On the bottom words are shallow
On the surface talk is cheap
You can only judge the distance
By the company you keep
In the eyes of the Confessor

I was born November 16th, 1994(17) in the small town of Beckwourth, California. I was born a healthy 7.8 pound and 19 inches at 7:39 am. I was born 2 weeks premature, but really, that doesn't seem to matter too much. After being at the hospital for a week I was finally allowed to go home with my parents, yup little James 'Pappy' Boyington got to go home after being 7 days old. When I went home I already had two older siblings. A brother and sister. My sister, Jessica, was the oldest and she was 7 when I was born, by brother, Jake, was 4 years old when I was born. Growing up with my two older siblings was fun, we did a lot together and we fought, eh, we mostly fought. I was always on top of them though, not my brute strength, but by pure brain skill. You know the whole, brains over brawn deal? Yeah I had the Brains, they shared the Brawn. I always had a little bit of that brute strength, but I depended more on my brains.
For about 8 years it was just up three siblings, that was until my youngest sister came into the world, Jackie. Before Jackie came it was always me versus my older siblings, when she got a little older, I had her on my side. It was nice because She could get away with most anything, so we made the perfect team: my brains with her pure cuteness. I was always the deceitful one of the family, and I always got away with it because I knew what to say, when to say it, and who to say it to. Often this is what helped me to so well in school, both grades and getting out of trouble.
I graduated on time, with every other person in my class from kindergarten up. There was nothing interesting about my school life, I avoided girls as anything more then friends, I didn't need that drama.... There was enough of it just being friends.

In the eyes of the Confessor
there's no place you can hide
You can't hide from the eyes
Don't you even try
In the eyes of the Confessor
you can't tell a lie
You cannot tell a lie
Strip you down to size
Naked as the day that you
were born Naked as the day
that you were born

Well given the fact that the only way I can tell you how I look is by looking in a mirror, I'm pretty sure that by looking at me you can tell me how I look. My general size is kinda small, I'm not very broad shouldered like a football player, but I'm not super tiny like a guy they would have playing on a movie that is the supposed 'Geek' -but they always look more attractive then you think they should....- Anyways, I am about average height, if you call 5'9 average, which I do. I find it to be the perfect height to not be called giant, and not be called a midget, it just right so no one can make fun of you about your height.... Unless they are super tall and are always looking down on you. That's just when I call them tall and play the game right back with them.
My weight is surprisingly heavier then I look- I know, it's all thanks to my epic muscle that I work sooo hard on. Most of my weight comes from my muscle- you know, cause muscle weighs more then fat- but all that 85 percent muscle means nothing to my brother, he's half the reason I'm in such good of shape. My 160 pounds of fat and muscle fits on my body tightly, it helps to show of my gorgeous 6 pack that I really don't care about. Yes, I like being in shape, it feels good, but I wouldn't mind having a washboard gut too.
My hair is a laughing mess. I wake up, it's in my eyes. I get a hair cut, it's in my eyes. I take off a hat, it's in my eyes. Get the picture? If not, let me say it for you. It's in my eyes! There. Express it enough for ya? My medium shaded brown hair is shaggy and I'm always trying to get it out of my eyes, but not matter what, it finds a way to sneak down my forehead and annoy the censored word here out of me. Yes, I just said 'censored word', deal with it. I won't cuss, so that's my general saying, get used to it. Back to my hair... Wow I just sounded like my sister there.... It's generally always flipped to the right, or the left if you are looking at my face. If you're looking at the back of my head, it's to the right. It's naturally straight except for right by the corners of the brim of my hat, it curls a little right there. I have small sideburns that go down to about the middle of my ear.... I think that's all you need to really know about my hair....
My eyes.... Well it should probably be known that I wear contacts. Without them, I am blind, even with them I can't read small text. When someone goes to my phone or computer they almost die at how large the text is, well in reality, I can read that, almost nothing smaller. Other then that, my eyes change color. No not my by mood or anything, but because I get colored contacts. I have a few different colors and then I have ones that are clear so you can see my normal eye color. My contact colors are a dark blue, a yellow, and purple. The purple ones are my favorite because purple is my favorite color and people are all like 'Woah! You have purple eyes!" When they notice my change in eye color. They do that too with the yellow ones, but I still like the purple ones more. My natural eye color is a hazel, they normally just stay hazel... or from what I know they do.

Take all the trauma, drama,
karma, guilt, and doubt, and shame
"What if's" and "if onlys";
the shackles and the chains
Violence and aggression;
the pettiness and scorn
The jealousy and hatred;
the tempest and discord
And give it up!

Okay, I don't get why everyone asks for three words when describing yourself. Seriously, what do you think I am? A sim? I am only put on the planet with 3 traits that describe me? No! I have many traits that work together to make me who I am. Geepers people....
As I said before, I have the brains of the family. When I say this I means I'm the smart one who always has a plan. What else does brains mean? Lumpy spaghetti with a bunch of red sauce? Don't really think so.... My pure smarts in the family is what helps me get away with a lot of things, I have virtually no strength to stamina, I reply on the cunning ability of my brain to get me out of things.
All of this brain work comes along with a set of great acting skills. Seriously, I could be James Bond If I wanted to... All I would have to do is legally change my last name... But that's beside my point. I am a great liar, which follows my deceiving pattern, I can lie in a split second with no hesitation and can make anyone fall for it. I've pulled it on just about everyone I know in order to stay out of trouble.

Well, it was nice getting to know me. So In my parting of this, here is an awesome picture of a Chipmunk cleaning his head. My suggestion is that you have a nice day!

[Panik]

(Alright)

[defenestration]

A b o u t m e . . .

Full Name:
Clara Katherine Morely
Nickname:
Clara Kate
Age:
18
Gender:
Female
Sexual Orientation:
Straight
Other:

O n t h e i n s i d e . . . .

Personality:
Clara Kate wears her heart on her sleeve. She is very kind, gentle, and loving, especially towards children. She is not one to hide her feelings or be too cautious towards people. Actually, she is more likely to over-trust, winding up hurt when the person she trusted with everything crosses her. She's been known to invest her whole self into her relationships and then finds herself in tears when it isn't perfect in the end. She loves to talk, but she is also a very good listener, with her arms open for hugs whenever they are needed. She absolutely adores children, and even though she realizes it's going to be really hard to raise her baby, she's very excited.
History:
Clara Kate was born and raised in Gulfport, Mississippi, with two brothers and two sisters. There were five children in total, and Clara Kate was the second eldest. Her parents were very loving and supportive for all of their children, allowing them to do any extracurriculars they wanted. Her parents tried their hardest to make their children good, caring members of society. Clara Kate was raised to be a proper Southern belle, but her heart got the best of her and she messed up. Her parents were upset when she became pregnant, but they, her mother especially, understood the perils of young love.
Likes:
Rain, walking in the park, talking, children
Dislikes:
Being cold, being sick, crying
Family:
Her mother Jane and her father Calvin, her brothers Jackson (20) and Michael (15), and her sisters Anna (15) and Lilly (12)
Pets:
None
Other:


O n t h e o u t s i d e . . . .

Hair color:
Brown
Eye color:
Grey
Piercings/ Tattoos:
Her ears are pierced, but she rarely wears earrings.
Other:

B a b i e s . . . .

How far along:
8 months
Father/Mother:
Kris ♥
Baby's Gender:
~Here(Females get to choose/talk with father)~
Picture:
~[img](Use_once_the_baby_is_born)[/img]

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A b o u t m e . . .

Full Name:
Lewis Jacob Banks
Nickname:
Just Lewis.
Age:
19
Gender:
Male
Sexual Orientation:
Straight
Other:

O n t h e i n s i d e . . . .

Personality:
Lewis is a very talkative, hyper guy. He is always telling stories and often talks too fast for people who don't know him very well to keep up. Lewis has been known to talk about people no one in town has ever heard of; they're the characters in whatever story he's writing at the moment. He's overall very fun, and pretty easy going. He doesn't like to argue, but if he gets worked up enough, Lewis can definitely rattle off some angry words. Be careful not to say anything too dumb or maddening, or you might just end up in a story someday. Lewis has a little trouble with not interrupting and stopping to let other people talk, but he does care about other people, especially his little sister Jenna.
History:
Lewis had a happy life. He grew up in this town, with lots of friends. He played soccer growing up, but ultimately wanted to be a writer. In elementary school, he started out not liking school too much, but once he made friends, he couldn't wait to see them and share his adventures. Through middle school, he stayed friends with nearly all of his grade school buddies, but when high school came around, they started branching off into other activities. This was around the time he realized soccer wasn't really his passion, and that what he really loved was writing (something Lewis had done as a child, but not seriously). He started writing and instead of going to soccer games on weekends, his family went to Jenna's gymnastics meets exclusively, making her feel more important, which Lewis liked.
Likes:
Watching soccer (especially Real Madrid games)
Talking to Jenna
Talking in general
Writing
Reading
Dislikes:
Quiet
Golf and Tennis (boring)
Heat
Brussel sprouts
Airplanes
Family:
His mom Diane, his dad Jackson, and his 18 year old sister Jenna
Pets:
None
Other:


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O n t h e o u t s i d e . . . .

Hair color:
Brown
Eye color:
Brown
Piercings/ Tattoos:
None, but thinking of getting each of his family member's names
Other:
~Here~

B a b i e s . . . .

How far along:
Not applicable
Father/Mother:
~Here (unknown until posted)~
Baby's Gender:
~Here(Females get to choose/talk with father)~
Picture:
~[img](Use_once_the_baby_is_born)[/img]

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