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Kind of a WIP

"Hey! I'm Caleb! My full name is Caleb Andrew Monroe, but I just go by
Caleb. My mom named me Caleb because...well...I guess she just liked it."
Caleb \c(a)-leb\ as a boy's name is pronounced KAY-leb.
It is of Hebrew origin, and the meaning of Caleb is "faith, devotion, whole hearted".
Andrew \a-nd-rew, an-drew\ as a boy's name is pronounced AN-droo. It is of Greek
origin, and the meaning of Andrew is "man, warrior". English form of the Greek name Andreas.
Monroe \m(o)-nroe, mon-roe\ is pronounced mun-ROH. It is of Scottish and Gaelic
origin, and the meaning of Monroe is "mouth of the river Rotha, in Ireland". Originated as a surname
for those who lived near the river's mouth.

"I'm 18, born on August 14."
Caleb is 18 years of age. He was born on a bright day in August, the 14th to be exact,
at 11:09pm in New York, New York.

"Well, my mother is named Lilith Julia Monroe. I never met
my dad though..."
Caleb is the son Lilith Julia Monroe and Brian Hansen Monroe.







"I think of myself as goofy, random, and fun. I like
to have fun and hang out with the few friends I have. I'll admit, I'm not always 'Prince
Charming', but I can be the guy of your dreams if you look past my flaws. I have quite
a temper, and I have beat up many guys who messed with me or someone I love. I love
my guns and my knives, I can't live without them. I'm independent, but very protective
of my friends and/or lover. I can be your knight in shining armor, or your worst
nightmare, depending on your attitude."
Caleb is quite the rebel. He doesn't care what others say, and will often do the opposite
of what someone tells him, just to show that he has his own mind. He will blow you off if
you try to insult him, as he honestly doesn't care what you think of him, but will rip your
head off if you mess with one of the few people he cares about.

Due to his sometimes violent nature, Caleb doesn't have many friends, as most people
think he's a jerk. If someone were to take the time to get to know him, they would find
that he's just a big, misunderstood, lonely teddy bear. He's very sweet and protective
over the people he loves, even willing to give his life for them.

Once Caleb is committed to a relationship, he is totally devoted and faithful. Should his heart
or trust be broken, he will never forgive or forget. When a relationship breaks down (even a
long standing one) he can disappear into the sunset without a backward look. Caleb can cut
ties, and leave others heartbroken, but usually there is a good reason why he has broken a
tryst. For him, when a relationship is over, really over, it is over for good.

He is extremely complicated as far as his personality goes, making him difficult to understand.

Caleb was born in New York, New York on a sunny day in August.
He mostly grew up on the streets, as his mother was usually at work. He joined a gang at age 13,
where he learned to fight and uncovered his natural ability to pinpoint his opponents weakness
and exploit it for his own benefit. He became a master of street fighting by the time he turned
15. Many feared to fight him because of his strength and tactics, as no one had figured out how
to find his weakness. Although he had a "promising" future as a street fighter and gang member,
Caleb didn't want that kind of life. Eventually, he left the gang and moved to California with his
mother. It was here that they started a new, semi-peaceful life. Caleb still had the tenancy to
get in a fight every now and again, but tried to keep it in check for his mother's sake.

About a year ago, Caleb's world was turned upside down. His mother was driving home from
work when an 18-wheeler that was driving on the wrong side of the rode slammed into her
car head-on, killing Lilith instantly. The traumatic part? Caleb could see it from their house.
He ran to the wreck, frantically yelling into his cellphone as he called the cops and trying
to get to his mother. Cops arrived within minutes, pulling Caleb to the side of the rode as
they closed off the site. Everything after that was blurry for him, as he went into a daze
for almost a month, not really going anywhere or talking to anyone before his girlfriend
at the time got him to start going out into the world again to get his life back on track.

"Well, I don't think I do much..."
Caleb enjoys playing music on his guitar and doing a bit of carving. He can make beautiful things,
but is shy about showing people his work. As far as music goes, he's very good at singing and
writing songs. He's not used to being around a lot of people who have anything in common with
him other than being fighters, so he doesn't know how to feel about sharing his music or his
feelings.

"Uh, not much..."
√√√Kickboxing√√√
√√√Girls√√√
√√√Training√√√
√√√Honest people√√√
√√√People who accept him as he is√√√
√√√Animals√√√
√√√Traveling√√√

"Hmm...Let's see..."
×××Fake people×××
×××Stupid people×××
×××Clingy people×××
×××Abusers×××
×××People who take others for granted×××
×××Drug addicts×××
×××Jerks×××





"Blue."
Caleb's eyes are a wonderful shade of blue that seem to lighten or darken according to his mood.
If he's angry, they darken to a threatening shade of stormy blue. If he's happy, his eyes are a
brilliant shade of sky blue. When calm, his eyes are a beautiful, deep blue that can make you lose
yourself if you stare at them too long.

"Brown."
Caleb hair is a rich, dark brown for most of the year, but lightens a few shades in the summer
because of him spending so much time in the sun.

"I'm pretty tall, and I'm average weight."
Caleb stands at 6''4 even and weighs around 236lbs.

"Pretty muscular, I guess..."







"No, no crush."
Caleb is currently crushless. He doesn't really know anyone here at the mansion, so why would he
have a crush?

"Uh, no..."
He has no crush, so how could he have a girlfriend?

"Ah...this'll take awhile..."
Let's start from the beginning...
Caleb's first girlfriend was named Farrah. He broke up with her when he caught her kissing his
cousin. He hasn't talked to either of them since.
After Farrah came Reggie. Reggie was a pretty girl, but she and Caleb just didn't get along very
well, so it was a mutual break up.
Soon after Reggie came Gigi, a short blonde that was madly in love with Caleb. He liked her, but
she was too clingy for him. He hated to break her heart, and it took him awhile to muster up the
courage to break up with her. He used the excuse of moving across the country to make her think
it was just the distance that was making him break up with her.
After he moved, he only dated two girls, Jess and Dae.


"Straight. So straight it's not funny."
Caleb is straight, and has never even considered dating a guy.

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name; hunter charles even
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gender; guy
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age; eighteen
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personality; hunter is a kind and laid back guy and likes to help others first then himself. he hates to hurts others and hates when others cries. but when he's pushed to the line he'll get rude and mean and stubborn. also he likes to ride his bike ultimate style and usually hates people who always brag about them self and think there the best thing on this world. also he's very fatherly and makes a great dad but still is too young to have kids. hunter isn't a guy to start up a fight and also knows when he's lost or won. also he knows' a lot about food and likes to nap and sleep. also he'd never hurt any one or anything unless he needed to, too help keep himself and others safe. he's like a big guard dog and isn't one to have all bark no bite. he's one to have all bite no bark most of the time.

I can add more.-
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history; "I grew up in March 25th Colorado, Clyde in a 4;52 morning.
Actually i was a surprise till my mother was at least 5 months pregnant and i first kicked.Or was i 3 months when i first kicked?
Oh well but i grew up till i was 6 and my parents went on date night,
My older sister Tiana watched over me.
After she tucked me too bed i heard police sirens and stuff then she came back in and we were put into a cop car.They brought us to the station and explained that my parent's died in a car crash.They think that a man crashed into them after falling asleep at the wheel lucking the man had a broken leg and few ribs. They put us in a orphan home and my sister was first adopted.It was until i was 10 i was adopted to a family of a Woman, Man, and little girl. The little girl's name was July and the adult's name were Lilly and Mark.

That's really all i remember until i was 14 and i got my first girlfriend.Her name was Denver and she was a cheerleader and of course i was in baseball and football and soon to be in basketball then she talked me out of it. July my step sister hated her so much that i had to leave her because July had stopped talking to me. The next day at school my friend Nick asked her out even though he was in basketball she said yes. That's really all i remember and I'm sorry it's boring but I'm not a reality show so be happy you got this from me."
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crush; hunter dose not like anyone currently.
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relationship status; single
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pets; connor is his 147 pound great dane.
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[elfish]

Baby, your scent is so, so sweet
No one around me has that kind of scent from their body
Baby, your makeup is so, so pretty
It's unbelievable- the fact that a sweetie as pretty as you is mine

Baby, when I'm with you
I feel like a real man
My shoulders automatically go up
When I put my arm around your shoulders
I feel like I have the whole world

But don't spray perfume
Otherwise, I might get caught by my girlfriend
Don't put on glitter
It can't get on my clothes

Baby, you are a sweetie but
If you really like me, if that's true
Then don't say anything else
Just do as I say, just as I say
Don't spray perfume

Baby, your body is so, so sexy
Everyone says you are a perfect ten
Baby, when I'm with you
I feel like a real man

My shoulders automatically go up
When I put my arm around your shoulders
I feel like I have the whole world

But don't spray perfume
Otherwise, I might get caught by my girlfriend
Don't put on glitter
It can't get on my clothes

Baby, you are a sweetie but
If you really like me, if that's true
Then don't say anything else
Just do as I say, just as I say

Do as I say
Baby, you are mine and you can't live without me, anyway
Glitter, perfume, go away
Otherwise, between my girlfriend and I,
It'll cause trouble

Don't scrunch up your face anymore
Baby, you are prettiest when you smile
So don't ever say anything else, never
Just listen to me, you are the best out of mine

Don't spray perfume
Otherwise, I might get caught by my girlfriend
Don't put on glitter
It can't get on my clothes

Baby, you are a sweetie but
If you really like me, if that's true
Then don't say anything else
Just do as I say, just as I say

{Flirt} {Love me not} {Heart-breaker}

Name;; "Dominic Reed, and don't you forget it."
Name Meaning;; "This is a stupid question. 'Dominic' means 'lord,' I believe. Or someone of royalty, which I think suits me well. Not like I am royalty. 'Reed' means 'red.' Yeah, the color red."
Nickname(s);; "I'm sure that there are various nicknames that could come from my true name or personality, but I have no official nickname. Feel free to make one up though; whatever floats your boat. I couldn't care less."
Gender;; "Are you freaking stupid? Slow? Because I am a male. If you want, you're more than welcome to come check."
Age;; "Eighteen years old. Old, not 'young.' People who say that they're 'years young' are just plain stupid. Trying too hard to be cool."
Birthdate;; "I was born on February 15, 1994.
Zodiac Symbol;; "This is a really stupid, pointless question. Really, who goes up to someone and asks for his or her zodiac sign? But I guess I have to choice but to fulfill your brainless wish. If you must now, I am an Aquarius."
Birthplace;; "Taken literally, I was born in a restroom of a local library. If not, then I was born in Los Angeles, California."
Locations of Residence;; "In my eighteen years of living, I've been a resident of Los Angeles, San Francisco, and San Jose. Yup, I've never left the state of California before."
Nationality;; "Well, I hope I don't look anything else than I am. I don't like being mistook for, you know. Eli, my true father, was fully Asian. He just took his step father's last name. Patricia, my mother, is half Asian by her mother's side. Therefore, that makes me mostly Asian with a quarter of something else."

Height;; "Taller than a skyscraper! Haha, not exactly the tallest around, I stand at around 6'2" or so."
Weight;; "This is a rude, inconsiderate question. But then again, I'm not exactly a model for that, either. I weigh in at 145 pounds."
Body Type;; "I'm definitely not fat. Or flabby. Or whatever other adjective there is that goes along with "unfit." I consider myself pretty fit, and therefore good-looking, in general. True, I'm short compared to other males, but I don't think that makes me ugly. I have a sturdy chest and abdominal muscles, with toned arms, legs, and back. But I'm definitely not one of those thick body-builders, because I'm lean with a slight thick build."
Eye Color;; "Hey, don't come any closer; I'll just tell you my eye color. There's nothing peculiar about my eyes -- they're just eyes. Light brown in color and liquid-y in appearance, Eva claims that I have doe-like eyes. Hm."
Hair Color;; "It's obvious that orange is not my real color, right? Good. Genetically, my hair is a dark brown, bordering a black, but I dyed it orange several months."
Skin Color;; "It doesn't take a psychic to tell that I am pretty pale."
Piercings;; "I'm going to assume that you are blind, or just plain stupid, and tell you that both my ears have been pierced once."
Scar(s);; "I've got this darker patch of skin right underneath my knee. When I was seven, I got bit by a mosquito or bug of some sort, and it never really healed right. Well, it didn't help that I was picking at it, too. I tell people that I fell as a kid and got it because it's a bit embarrassing to admit that you scarred yourself."
Birthmark(s);; "Erm, moles? I have one small mole on the back of my neck and another somewhere on the lower skin of my back."

Personality;; A person easily described as "casual" and "adventurous." He honestly treats life as if it's a past time thing; doesn't take anything seriously. As if everything's a big joke. "Immature," you say? Well, I can't lie to you. Compared to others, Dominic is quite immature. He seeks the fun in everything. Sneaking out of school, cutting classes, cracking immature jokes, persistent teasing -- those are just some examples of what Dominic likes to do. What did I say again? Oh, yes, he just wants to have fun. Boring things, such as school, never catch his attention very well. That might explain why he's in the C-range for school. Barely passing his classes sometimes and doing extra credit stuff last minute in order to pass the cursed class. He has a short attention span and is easily distracted, which probably explains why he doesn't take much interest in serious, long term relationships. In fact, he tends to shy away from such ideals. It's a bit frightening to know that you're bound to that person. That the other's heart is in your hands and with one wrong move, you could easily smash the other's delicate being. Scary. To Dominic, at least, which is why he doesn't trouble himself with "romance." Which raises the question of why Dominic would commit acts he himself finds frightening, and that comes with an easy answer. It's highly amusing. Sure, there were (and are) some people that take interest in Dominic, but I must warn you that he'll most likely never return the feeling to your extent, unless your feelings deprive from lust. At least, never acknowledge/admit it to anybody. You see, he's the type to unintentionally offend or anger someone with his clumsy words. Words that are not skillfully (or even adequately) crafted. It's hard for him to express his feelings in the right way, because he usually ends up offending the other. He's someone that can be described as a "selfish, immature jerk." And not exactly the romantic, either. Don't get me wrong -- he's a total flirt. Knows what women want to hear and speaks with a boyish charm. He's just not the type of guy you can imagine singing sweet love songs and actually meaning every word. He actually plays them to woo a lady. Rocks share more of their hearts than him, I tell you. If his partner, or anybody, comes up to him with a problem or complaint, then the most popular reply would be, "I don't care." A little rude, I admit, but Dominic most of the times really doesn't care. He's a egoistic, selfish, immature, and a bunch of other negative words.

A player, too. Yes, the school's player. Some other people would actually dub him the school's promiscuous male, and they wouldn't be wrong. He's usually caught with his arms around a different girl's shoulders, whispering lustful words into their ears. All girls that are pretty (by his standards) will fall victim to Dominic at one time or another; he rarely sticks to one for an extended amount of time. Ever heard of a one night stand? Yeah, those are quite popular with Dominic. Actually, he's known for one night stands. He's not a committed person, though, and prides himself in being uncommitted. The longest he's ever been with a girl is probably a week. Even then the relationship was strictly a shallow one. One where they would see each other every night, but never go further in terms of heart.

But there's an "or" here. Dominic is one that loves to play with a girl's heart. Once he grabs a hold of it, he'll roll it around like a cat torturing a mouse. And then, just as he's getting bored, he'll smash and throw it away as if it were nothing. Women that he finds highly amusing to toy around with are the ones with a lesser social status, simply its hilarious to see her tripping over her feet as Dominic sweet-talks her. Women that he finds especially pretty, well, he keeps her around longer than the others. Delivers harsh blows to their heart, weakening them, until they break and no longer amuse him. That's how shallow and cruel he is, folks. Ladies, beware. He's a total womanizer with a sweet tongue, but holds much darker intentions.

You must be thinking that there must be a better, hidden side to him. And you're kind of right. No, he's still egoistic, a player, selfish, and immature, but he does have a sense of regret and sympathy. Of course, he doesn't show it, as it would tarnish his image as the school's bad boy. "Selfish, rude, uncaring, rebellious, and a heart breaker." An image that many do not want, but one that Dominic finds amusing. Still, he feels regret sometimes after committing brash, mindless actions that injure someone either physically or mentally. Or saying something overly rude and seriously offending someone. The second example doesn't apply to you if you're someone that Dominic shows public dislike for, but he feels regret and sympathy for anyone who suffers the first example. He's got this bad habit of doing things before thinking them through -- not weighing the pros and cons -- and suffers the consequences. Something that he very well deserves, I suppose. Dominic isn't exactly known for his determination, but that trait's there. Once his mind is set on doing something, deterring him will be one heck of a chore. It's not easy, I tell you. His life is somewhat troublesome, with being the first son of a teen mom. At his first school, the kids who found out gave Dominic trouble for it. Therefore, he's grown a thick skin to insults and is not easily offended. But Dominic has the memory of an elephant. If you've wronged him before, he'll remember. And if he remembers, revenge is the first thing that will come in mind. Dominic will hit low and dirty for revenge, not even caring when people say "don't stoop down to his/her level."
Likes;; "There are plenty of things I enjoy in life. For one, I really love rollercoasters. Anything that's exciting and feeds my need of adventure is fine and dandy in my book. Amusement parks, hikes, skydiving...Actually, I haven't gone skydiving, but I would love to. Sports and fun things that get your adrenaline pumping, basically. Putting that aside, my strangest obsession is milk tea. It's a little bit embarrassing to admit it, but I have a huge love for milk tea. Therefore, I'm critical of what kind I receive. What else? I like sleeping, eating, and being lazy. Does that count?"
Dislikes;; "This list could go on forever, so as to save both of our time, I'll shorten it up. First of all, I dislike prudent people. Boring, colorless, uptight people get on my nerves, though it's always fun to rile them up. Fine, I couldn't care less if you disliked me, but is there a need to bark at me at every little thing I do? Ha, perhaps you have nothing better to do? Studying and school must go on this list, simply because I hate both. Both are a waste of my time and I find myself drifting off in class more so than actually concentrating on the concepts. Now, I know I'm not much of a role model myself, but the type of people I dislike are clingy, sensitive, and spoiled people. Just...self-explanatory there. Liars go on my list, too, because who likes liars?"
Fear(s);; "I don't have any fears, so f*ck off. What, you don't believe me? Of course you don't. My fears are quite mild; nothing serious. Due to my past (or, rather my parent's past) I have a fear that those that closest to me will try to leave. The words "I love you" are nearly impossible for me to pronounce, because those words are actually pretty powerful. Most people would say that I have a fear of love, or that my loved ones will leave. My more petty fears are clowns, insects, great heights, airplanes, and boats."
Talent(s);; "I'm pretty d*mn talented. Not to brag or anything, but I'm one of the better football players on the team. I am a quarterback for a reason, after all, and what better contender is there than me?"
Dream(s);; "My dream? Well, I guess it'd be a miracle for me to accomplish anything big in life, so there's not much. I don't wish to make a career from my current sport, that's for sure."

Family;; "Jeez, aren't you progressing quickly? Biologically, my father is Eli Reed, but I've never considered him a father in any way, shape, or form, because he left my mother, returned, and then left again. He can burn in Hell for all I care. My mother is Patricia Riley, who married Austin Burnes when I was seven. They have a daughter, my half-sister, who's younger than me by eight years. Her name is legally Evelyn, but I call her 'Eve' or 'Eva' most of the times, for time's sake."
Pet(s);; "Evelyn is terrified of creatures, all sorts of them, so we've never owned a pet before. I would love to own a bird, though. Dogs and cats are overrated -- everyone owns one. A bird, though? Not many own those."
History;; As mentioned, Patricia Riley gave birth to Dominic in a restroom at the mere age of sixteen. She had been expelled from her family after her parents discovered her pregnancy, and had been living in a friend's home. But she had already faced disappointment weeks before her expulsion of the Riley family. The first person she told of her pregnancy was her boyfriend, Eli, and he immediately denied that the baby was his. He cut off communication with Patricia and told her to never talk to him again. "You must've been cheating on me," he had said angrily, "because it isn't mine." The days prior to Dominic's sudden birth was calm. It was only unfortunate that she decided that she wanted a good book when her water broke and pain gripped her tightly. Her birth wasn't overly public, strangely enough. Probably because the employees blocked off the bathroom and assisted in her birth. Dominic wasn't a special baby. He was of average height and weight; nothing special. After Dominic was born, Patricia was lost. What was she supposed to do? Raise him? Put him up for adoption? For months, she cared for little Dominic, running into plenty of money trouble. Her friend was starting to grow tired of Patricia's constant need of money and the wailing of Dominic. It wasn't surprising when that friend calmly suggested that Patricia go elsewhere. Finding nowhere else to go, Patricia begged Eli to let her stay at his home. She wouldn't do anything, she had promised. All she needed was a place to stay and care for Dominic. Grudgingly, Eli allowed her to stay at his home. Eli's parents adored Patricia and little Dominic, of course, and coddled the baby.

Fast forward several years. Patricia finally graduated high school (barely, I may add) and got herself into a local community college. Dominic was two years old by then and was cared for by Eli's parents. Eli had moved out of state to attend some university there, leaving Dominic and the parents to their own devices. Patricia found it extremely difficult and troublesome to juggle a baby, school, and numerous jobs without dropping balls, but managed to scrape by. When Patricia turned twenty, she thanked the Eli's parents profusely for their help. Taking care of a baby is a thankless job, of course. She took Dominic, packed her things, and left the household to move into a small, cheap apartment across town. There, she met another man by the name of Austin. This man, Austin Burnes, was extremely kind and fatherly in nature. The two grew close, even to the point where Patricia trusted the other enough to watch over Dominic. Everything seemed to have settled, right then and there, but Eli showed up at Patricia's doorstep one night, cold and regretful, as he begged for her to take him back. Patricia was always a soft, forgivable woman, and let him back into her heart. Dominic, of course, didn't have a say. He was two, for goodness's sake!

The family was full and Eli stayed with them for five years. When Dominic turned seven, Eli got into some sort of heated argument with Patricia, packed his things, and whispered, "I love you," to Dominic. Then...he just left. Just like that. And that, my friend, is how Dominic's fear of love started. He trusted Eli for those years, but he went on ahead and left, anyway. And for unknown reasons.

That same year, Patricia married Austin, who was her best friend at the time, and the two had a daughter named Evelyn Burnes.

Sexual Orientation;; "It's no secret that I, Dominic Reed, am bisexual. Yeah, that's right, I like both males and females."
Crush;; "Crushes? They come and go; don't be surprised if my crushes change on a daily basis. Most of my crushes form from a feeling called 'lust.' One that every one is guilty of, so don't go thinking that you're better than me. Besides, a majority of my crushes die out quickly. Why? Because it usually ends up in something called a 'one night stand.'"
Boy/girlfriend;; "Ha, just count yourself lucky if I ever find myself having a tiny crush on you. Don't push your luck. I don't officially have a 'boy or girlfriend,' as per the definition of a 'one night stand,' I only see them for that night. I usually don't see the other until many months (or even years) later. Oh, yeah, I have one. It's not a serious one, as always. Her name is Kae. Tell you more about her? Well, she's pretty. Oh, I still fool around with people, though. I'm not one to be tied down."
Exes;; "Wow, too many to count. Most of those failed relationships are from things such as overly clingy people who feel the need to latch onto me as if they were a koala and I was a tree. Those relationships were broken from the other person, claiming that I didn't seem "into" it at all. That I seemed void of love and that the whole thing was a waste of both our times. They were right. I guess love is impossible for me. It's difficult to find a partner, especially a female, who shares the same traits as I do."
Type;; "What I looks for most in a relationship? Freedom. Funny, since couples are not allowed such things like clubbing, excessively hanging out with friends, etc. But I, for one, want a partner who will allow me to run on an extremely long, loosely-held leash. Not a girl who calls me every five minutes, asking for my whereabouts and begging me to come home. No, he or she cannot be one of those clingy people who love to hang around their partner's arms/shoulders constantly because although I'm considered 'romantic' by the ladies, I'm not comfortable with having someone hanging off my shoulders at all times. If my partner wanted to have some personal talk, then I'm split because I'm not used to...that kind of intimacy. The kind where you expose your heart to someone. I also want some excitement in a relationship, too. There's nothing worse than a boring relationship that one feels trapped in, right? Basically, the kind where you are more accurately described as "best friends" than a couple. Some people would describe what I want as a 'casual relationship.' Nothing serious; just one for fun."

Cellphone;; iPhone 4s
Car;; Hyundai Accent
Job;; "Being eighteen years old, there aren't much jobs out there. Gah, I hate working, but I have to. My family's stable now, of course, but I have to do my share. As of right now, I work in a local music shop, alongside an older woman."

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ηαмє Avery Paige Adams.
✎"Welcome to the life long story of Avery well mostly her introduction, Really boring, yes i know, but it has to be here, to act like if i wrote a lot. Ok lets get started, my name is Avery Paige Adams.How i got my name well just read on.The main reason why i got this name, it isn't simple, i was born in a pool. Not in a hospital, since, my mother couldn't arrive at the hospital, so i was born in a pool. The medics, came right in time. My mother had so many names in her head, she was also very tired. My father was in a business trip, they called him, he wanted to come but he was important and couldn't lose his job as the vice-president of a important company. So i hadn't been named for a whole day. The next day, my mother spent all day at the hospital, i was in another room. On the third day, my mother woke up really tired and said a word, Aver, the doctor was confused , then she said,"Avery, call my husband for the other nam.." The doctor did and my father was at work, but he always has time for me, so while he was talking to the doctor, about a name for me, he was turning the page of a book, and then her was told to tell the group the page number. He did, he said,"Page.." but right when he said page. He accidently hug up. The doctor thought he wanted to name me Paige, so that is how my middle name turned out to be Paige. Then well since my parents were married and my father's father's last name was Adams and since my father's dad was married he was also Adams, and since my parents are married , i am also Adams, so my full name is Avery Paige Adams.
αgє Eighteen
✎Oh god, yes i know i am old i am about to turn 100, just look at me. I really don't know why i always say that.Yes i was born on September 30, 1994, in a small place i call California. Very small don't you think.Eighteen is when you feel like you can drive a car, for about two years now and just feel like you and your car is old. Remembering the time when you got the car.Yes i eighteen and i am very proud of it.I am eighteen and being a one is the best thing there is i wish i never changed.
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ρєяѕσηα Just look under this.
✎Sometimes Avery acts almost like a small child, curious about everything and everyone that's around her. Avery lets out quiet, small exclamations of fascination and points to things that fascinate him. She skips around and slouches about at random points based on a mood. Sometimes she pouts, but typically she doesn't really blow up in peoples' faces. Avery's version of a tantrum was holing herself in a room and clamming up, putting on a sour face until someone guesses for themselves what's wrong and offers her an adequate peace offering of sorts. She can't wait to discover everything there is to know for herself.
In general, Avery typically has a someone absentminded and naive sort of air. In reality, Avery knows about a lot of things, although she's not really a person that gets flirtatious innuendos or jokes. It really doesn't click with her. However, absentminded she is not. Avery is actually quite observant of a few things, even though he gets a bit vague sometimes and seems to space out. It's true that she does go off and think about other things and lets her mind wander, but she does keep an ear on the conversation, as well. When you think she's not listening, she probably is.
Avery always immerses herself in her sculpting. It's one of the few times that she truly gains a very piercing look in his eye. Her brow furrows as she concentrates on translate the image she has in her mind into the clay in front of her. It seems to be the only activity that's able to really draw out any real devotion from Avery.
She loves music, it is like her life. She finds it if you can't say it, sing it. Music was one of the only things she relied on in life. She finds music inspiring, I mean who hates music? She thinks there is a type of music for everyone. Music is a way for her to express herself when he can't do it on her own. She loves almost every type of music, except for a very few. She is also into reading, and writing. She thinks reading helps the mind learn knew things, and it's where everything started. Writing turned into books and books turn into scripts, so without writing; the movies would be nothing. So why not read where it all started? She loves to write her own things, and has down a few stories herself which are saved on her memory card. Overall, she is pretty creative; there are a few things in the arts she isn't very good at.
People call me smart, but I'm not so sure of that fact. At my grade school, I was regalled as a sort of genius; straight A's, aced tests... People became quite envious. But, what many of them didn't seem to understand was that I'm not that smart. There are different kinds of 'smart' -street smart, book smart, all that. I'm only really book-smart, because I read avidly. I'm not very skilled in talking to other people -I have this kind of tangible social awkwardness, and I avoid strangers at all costs. It takes a long time to make friends, because I'm really shy around people I don't know. I only open up with the ones I care about. As for street smarts... Heh. I am directionally-challenged, and have very little common-sense when it comes to real-life situations. I once got lost on my way home. So, really, I'm not that smart. I don't like it when people think I'm more than I am -which basically everyone does. My parents expect me to be their wonderful genius child, and my friends look up to me with an almost reverential awe. I hate it, sometimes. Don't be one of those people -see me for how I really am.
When I was younger, I had my heart set on becoming either a writer or a doctor -someone with the capability to change lives. My goal hasn't shifted since then. I still want to be someone who can change the world for the better -I'm just not exactly sure how anymore. If you have any suggestions, feel free to give them. My dad is really starting to get on my case now, always talking about my 'plans for the future'. It can get a tad annoying.
He is unique in his own way and flaunts that, taking 'Be Yourself. Everyone else is taken.' to a new level.
However mad and crazy he is sometimes he enjoys the party scene but sometimes he can't stands it and would prefer to be on his own with a couple of friends. He smokes when her parents aren't around but doesn't take drugs and drinks only when she feels like it.No i am just kidding.I would never do such a thing. To people who get to know her she can be sweet, caring, funny and really just a great friend.
Around her friends, or people that she's warmed up to, she can be quite the chatter box. Sometimes, though, she can be quite sarcastic. It's somehow in her nature to be sarcastic, even though she can be quiet at times. At times she can be laid back. Not quiet like she is around strangers, but just relaxed and chilled and all. Whenever she's bored and she doesn't have inspiration for sketching something, she'll just roll around town on his skateboard. She does a lot of tricks on the way.

нιѕтσяу A not so tragic tale.
✎So one day when it was a rainy day, my mother was ready to have me, i wasn't born in the city, but in my father's ranch.In a stable, my mother was there because she was combing her horses mane.The funny part is that one day before the horses calf was born. So the calf is older them me by a year.Now the calf is an old horse, the mother died a long time ago.Anyways back to the story, so nobody actually heard my mother.She had to do it all by herself, she made it and since it was freezing she had to cover me up.Ten 20 minutes later my mother searches for my mother and there me and her were on top of red hay, sleeping. He was shocked and happy. He had to carry me and cut the thingy the cord. Then he got my mother and carried her into the house. My father said it was the best thing he had ever saw.So when i was 9 months old i learn to say my first word ta ta, and i learned to walk when i just turned one.When i was three i rode my first horse with my mother.Then i owned a little pony right for my size when i was six, oh did i tell you i lost my first tooth when i was six. I left the ranch on a sunny day, my mother was a city/country person, but my grandma lived in the city, so we had to go and visit her.She is very rich.So anyways my mother had to leave back to the ranch, but she wanted my 56 year old grandma to take care of me. It was great i lived there for 3 years, my mother would come for a week and on the weekends she would leave to the ranch.I wouldn't mind i also went to school, and i was a A B student.Then my mother and father bought a 2 story house, pretty big and i love it. That is how it has been going to the country in the weekends and on the week to school here in the city.Doing this everyday. Then I went from elementary, to middle school, then high school, high school was the best thing ever, well that has ever happened to me, with my first boyfriend.So that is my life.My memories, my memories, lets see, first memory is when i got a pony for the first time, it was the same height as me, but i was much lighter than the pony.So i would ride it , it was bumpy, but i got used to it.When i turned nine i out grown the pony, but a lucky thing happened , i didn't know because my mother was away six months in the city, but the first three months i didn't even pay attention, my mom has another baby, her name was Crystal, she learn how to ride on the pony , but the pony was old. He died shortly, i gotten a horse, but i always miss my pony, that rests in peace. Now i have a horse whose name is Peanut.My other memory was in 9 th grade when i got my first boyfriend Billy, but he moved to another country so i never ever saw him again. Oh and the last one was when i figured out i had an older sister, it turns out she lived in the city was my dad's mother , but she wanted to stay there, she is a girly girl in fact.My family, i have told you some things about them but not all of them.My father, in the country is the owner of a powerful crop field. He works a lot in the country. But only on the weekends, or when we are on vacations.But regularly he is an architect in the city, designing building,roads and other things. He is a 42 year old man. Then my mother, she works with my father to employee new people on the ranch and in the city, she is a professorial dancer, but now she works as a vet. She loved animals, so my father also made my mother one of the ranch's veterinarians. She is a lovely 40 year old women of course. Then my sister, she is twenty years old, her sign is Leo so i don't have any surprise, she is a girly girl, mostly a rich brat in other words, i am the other way around, in other words the perfect one after my little 15 year old sister, who is my dad's words is an Angel because her grades are A's a and one B and she got The gold thing about the honor's role and and she helps with everything.So that is my family including my new born puppy cream, that is down there in a picture.So anyways my father owns more than 20 horses. And you guys know my other pets,so my life about my past ends there.

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