Just Let Go ~Teen Summer Romance Rp ~ Accepting

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The Basics
My name is Austin Lee Michaels, I am 18 years old. I was born in Great Britian in England. My Mum homeschooled me till i was 10 then she sent me to Public schools. My Pa never stayed in My life, Right now he's some drunk mean druggy type of Guy. He never meant a dime to me and still doesn't. I am about 6'7', I go on a Jog every morning to get in Shape. I have brown hair and Blue eyes, he is Pale and has a White smile.

My Personatily
I love Music, I do sing and Play Drums,Gutiar,Piano and i can also play Electric Gutiar. I love all types of Music from Country to Rock, not much Rap but some is okay. I am rather Quiet and shy, I am known to be a Prankster and Silly. I love Scary Movies, I don't really ever get Scared by them though.

Dislikes:
-Robots
-Checkers
-Skinny Jeans
-Tight clothes
-People trying to be Cool

...:::Back to Past:::...
My mum died when i turned 12, She died of Brain cancer. She had turned crazy when i turned 12..She was sent to a Mental Instution. I was lefted with a Foster Center then i stayed there till i turned 14, I was Adopted by a Nice loving Famliy. Haha..I wish..The Family wasn't the Nicest, My new Step Parents treated me like thier Own however there two sons and Daughter hated me. The brothers would constantly get me in Trouble and Blame me for stuff i didn't do. The sister began to Trust me and turned out to Fake it, She waitied till i went to thier school to Make fun of me. I wasn't thier Kid to them i was there Maid or Butler, They would beat me if i didn't listen or do what was said. They Adopted me to be a Maid and Babysitter not a Child to love and Spoil. I later moved Out with one of My Pals from High school. His folks loved me and actually did too, They bought us our own Place and We still live together but sadly My friend is Battling with Heart Problems, But he survived it and Is still living with me thank goodness.


The Basics
“Okay, so, now were starting with
the basics. Correct. I believe I am.
Alright! My name is Ames Everlynn Cross.
Yes, it does sound like a weird name
but I'm pretty cool with it,
'cause I'm sort of a...tomboy.
My brother once called me 'Pringles'
and he still does, so, there's that option too...
I still like it. I am eighteen years old,
I recently turned eighteen too.
My birth date is, Oct. 31,1993.
Though, now I bet your wondering about
my ethnicity. Well, I was born in Great Britian,
though the awkward fact is that I'm
French, American, and British all together.
I can speak French, I have a light
British accent, and I'm a quarter of American.
Like, Well, I guess were done with the Basics.
Oh! Wait...One more important detail.
I'm a female, chic, girl, whatever you call us.
I prefer guys than girls, so, sorry ladies.”

On the Outside
“To start off with,
I'm not the prettiest crayon in the box.
Yeah, you can call me 'beautiful', 'pretty',
and woo me over with that silly stuff,
but I still think I'm not pretty...
Head-to-toe, now, alright?
Most people insist they call my eyes:
'vivid' or 'rapid'. I don't know why, either.
Okay, so I'm pretty slim, or slender.
Whatever you say. But I do have curves.
You'd probably see me wearing a
hoodie, slightly ripped denim shorts,
and some converses. And sometimes...
Ripped denim shorts, with thin leggings,
under them, some neon leather boots, graphic
tee, and a little vest over it. Wild much?
Ahaha, correct. Oh, one more thing.
I believe we are finished with this. Time to move on,
my friend!”


Beautiful on the Inside
”Well, Now your digging down deeper, aren't ya?
Ahem...I'm like pretty shy, and well...bashful.
If someone calls me out, I blush and get shy.
Someone I don't know talks to me, I blush,
and when a cute boy notices me...major blush.
But, once I warm up,I'm hilarious, and sorta...out-spoken, yes.
I'm like the epic joker, from what
my friends say. I do the most,
random things you'd ever see.
Once, after I had eaten two
bottles of whipped cream, I was
running around the house, spraying
my friends with whipped cream.
Ah...good times. Good times....
I get hungry pretty easy.
I've eaten like a ton of food for dinner,
then like half an hour later, I'm starving.
I get very lazy. Me and my bed have a very close
bond. Very close.Okay, well, I'm going to let you off with a little warning.
Don't tick me off! I can be as terrifying as a baby bunny!
Rawwwrrr...But seriously, I can seriously cause some
damage to that little face of yours. Try to run?
Eh. Better be a fast runner, because you can't leave
without a black-eye, a hand print on your face,
or lost teeth. And on occasions, I can really have some
gory stuff going on the level of how mad I am.
Despite the fact, this little terrifying baby bunny,
can kick butt. I'm pretty much a softie.
Yes...I'm very cuddly to. If I had a boyfriend,
I'd like to snuggle up to him, during a movie,
or while laying on the couch. It's my thing. Haha.
Sometimes, I like to play with guy's hair, and like
cling up to him. But I'm certainly not clingy.
I just love hugs...“

Back to The Past
”Well, to start of with,
the first few years of my life was normal,
then everything changes.
Well, you know what I mean,
I'll just explain it. I was born in England
with my mum and dad and we moved to America.
Everything was all perfect and stuff.
That was until my parents divorced, when
I was three. They kept fighting,
and fighting, and fighting,
even though they were divorced.
It was ENDLESS.
And it just made me sick.
I even got in their faces once
and tried to set them straight,
and they just push me out of the way,
like a hazard or something. Finally,
when I was 10, and I was just about
to get sick whenever they fought,
I ran away, and some dude found me,
and took me in as his kid. He had a girlfriend,
he was nice, then my mom and dad,
came crawling back for me, finally. I leave that dude
I stayed with for a few weeks,
and shed quite a few tears,
but I was still happy my
parents stopped fighting.
Though, I was put into counceling.
I was a rebel since then.
Running around the streets with my dude friends,
spray painting graffiti, causing trouble,
getting into trouble, and one time
I accidentally got put in jail.
I didn't mean to, it just...Happened.
Okay, Well, continuing.
When my parents found out,
they thought they were careless,
and didn't even care about me.
I tried telling them but they didn't listen.
They just started getting drunk, going to parties,
and having non-stop hang-overs. It was HORRIBLE.
I mean...I swear to god, I was just about ready to die.
They were good parents!
They were blaming theirselves, not me!
But at least it's kind of better
than being grounded for the rest of your life.
My mum got arrested one night
'cause she was driving drunk with my dad,
but my dad was drunk,
he actually stopped drinking beer, etc. way,
before my mom did.
So, basically at the point right now...
All I have is my dad.“


Love Life
”Love life. Tehe!
Well, I can tell you a few things...I guess.
I'm currently a 'single pringle!', yep.
Single Pringle. Like my brother calls me.
I prefer guys, over girls, so, sorry ladies.
I'm straighter than a line.
I'm currently crushless, catch my eye?
I like cheeky guys. Like funny, and adorable.
I love guys with either brown or blonde hair.
Or even dirty blonde. Maybe a mixture of browns
and blondes. Okay, moving on....
I like guys who can almost eat as much as me.
But, I guess that's pretty rare.
I do have more, and then there's my turn offs.
I wouldn't mind if you asked me, either!“
~

Meet My Famliy
Okay,
I know I didn't name off all of my family,
and mention any siblings, but now I can.
My Moms name is Life..I know werid name.
My dad's name is Harry but i call him Henry.
My older Sister Maxie died in a Car crash...
When i was 17. I still get sad over it.
Okay, now you know....End of story.

What I Dislike
Okay, I like allot, but I do despise
things too.
?Fangirling; Seriosuly? Freaking out of someone?
?Boredom; It's just...ERRRUUUAAHH
?Girly-girly; Short skirts, pink, and la-de-da.
?Show offs; I could care less
?Acting Dumb; Seriously? How is it cute?
?Screaming; Don't get me started on this.
?Death; I'm a little too...scared
?Clowns; Please don't mention the word.
?Spiders; Oh god...worst fear.
?Fights; Well, I just don't like beating up people.
?Whining; It's pointless, and annoying
?Being Lonely; I like to have someone to cuddle.
~
What I Like T0 D0
My hobbies? Mkay...
?Skateboarding; So fun!
?Sports; I like to exercise.
?Hang with my friends; Keeps me occupied.
?Singing; I do it when no one's looking. Haha
?Playing Guitar; It's a talent, i guess.
?Playing Piano; Another talent.
?Cuddling; Yes, it's a hobby to me.
~
The Fuzzie's
In my world...
Fuzzies means pets. I call them that.
And I have ALLOT of fuzzies.
I have to have allot because
of my job. Animal shelter.
I do have many exotic animals, too.
I have Mad Hatter he is a Orange and White Cat.
There's Epic my Ferret and Jazzmine my
Chiwawa.My Dog named Flyer is a white Spitz.
Well, I hate to say goodbye...
But, bye!
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Crushes:(Ssshhh!! They don't know)
-Ames kinda has a Crush on him...
-Aaron likes Paris Rose Montomery...

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{Name, Angelo Colasanto}
|[Shy, Foreign, Gentle]|

Nothing is so good it lasts eternally
Perfect situations must go wrong
But this has never yet prevented me,
Wanting far too much, for far too long...

Name: Angelo Colasanto
Nicknames: Italian Boy, You...


Age: 19
Birthdate: April 11
Birthplace: A Small town in Italy

No one in your life is with you constantly;
No one is completely on your side
And though I moved my world to be with him,
Still the gap between us, is too wide...

Looking back I could have played it differently;
Learned about the man before I fell (I was just a little careless)
But I was ever so much younger then
And now at least, I know I know him well.

Angelo is shy, very shy and very scared about public affection. He is openly gay to his friends, which is why it scares him. In his town where barely 200 people lived, Angelo was constantly teased and often beaten for his sexuality. Angelo sports many scars on his hands, and can no longer see out of his right eye. He moved to America in hopes for a better life. It was hard for him at first but he made friends who didn't judge him, and was able to start up on his own. Angelo can speak English, but often has times where he will mess up words here and there, and forget a term. He's not perfect. He was sent to this place, which to him was quite terrifying. He has been bashed many times and beaten. He sports many scars on his hands from all the fights of defense he'd been in. He was raised catholic, and often times is seen praying, or goes off to use the bathroom for some 'alone' time. He wasn't sure how people would see him, how they would act. Etc. He mainly just keeps to himself, but he is a great friend to any girls... Being gay kinda helped that. He loved to paint their nails and have his done as well, hair, shopping.. that whole thing.
Likes:
* Pizza
* Guys
* Helping
* His friends
* America
* Acceptance
* Cooking
Dislikes:
* Bullies
* Homophobes
* Animal Cruelty/Abuse
* Neglect
* Rejection

Fears:
* Being bullied
* Watching an animal or a person die..
* Gay Bashes
* Being alone
* Leaving his friends alone

Dreams: To be wealthy and live life fully with the man he loves. Like everyone else's dream, He also wants to help out the most he can. He also wishes to be a father.
Hobbies: Cooking, Exploring, Helping, Loving.

Guess we've been trying too hard
We misunderstood what's good for us
I'm tired emotionally inside
Night after night, we fight till we cry

I don't know what's wrong or right
Is every word you say
What's really on your mind?

Age: 19
Family: None, He left Italy where his family had disowned him.
Significant Memories: Getting out of Italy, and meeting people here

Best Friend: None
Sexual Orientation: Homosexual
Crush: None
Boyfriend/Girlfriend: None
Ex-Boyfriends/Ex-Girlfriends: Do we have to talk about that?
Enemies: None that he knows of.. (Looks around suspiciously)



Hair Color: Brown/Black
Eye Color: Brown/Green
Height: 5'8
Weight: Around 160
Body Type: Normal
Pets: None, but he wants a dog.

When we love, we lie
When we talk, we hide
Maybe I'm searching light

I'm worn out, confused
What are we to you?
What are we doing?
What do we do when?

What about us? What about love?
What about saying that we'll never give up
Don't wanna blame you but we're in danger
Let's talk about us...

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