((The slow pokes girl.))
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• Full Name • "September Virginia
Viviane Sharon Rosemary Scott. Hello ,Love."
• Nickname • "I sometimes like to be called Rosemary
or Rose. Some people call me Rosey too.
I like September But, you can call me Viviane too."
• Age • "Seventeen."
• Gender • "Female."
• Sexual Orientation • "Straight."
• Birth Date • "November 13th at five twenty-eight pm."
• Birth Place • "Small town in Texas."
The name Virginia, being a small name. It's a hard to create a nickname for but my dad call's me knuckle head or rocks-for-brains. Its just something he uses to tease me. I don't mind the nicknames. My best friend use to call me V-V just because he didn't like when people made fun of my name. No one and I mean no one, is aloud to call me V-V.
I was born in a small town in Alabama almost eighteen years ago. Yes that means I'm seventeen. Almost an adult! Yay! Not. Anyways, my birthday is on the 13th of November. I was born a minute before the 14th. I actually like what day my birthday is on. I was raised in Alabama on a ranch until i was nine then i had to move to England with my dad. Yeah i miss my old home..." • Hair color • Blonde
• Highlights • None
• Eye color • Blue
• Body mods • Slim
• Piercings • Belly button, Ears
• Tattoos • She has "young,wild, and free"
tattooed on her tail bone. Also known as a tramp stamp.
• Favorite nail color • Blue and pink
Believe it or not, I've never got my hair highlighted or cut, actually, it falls past my waist by now. I sometimes trim it but, keep it at my waist. See, when I lived with my real mother and step dad. We lived in Europe and were brought into the Apostolic society. I was full blown Apostolic from age five to age fifteen. When I moved to America with my biological father. When I turned seventeen, I got a tattoo, also known as a tramp stamp, on my lower tail bone. It hurt like h*ll but, It's gorgeous. See, Funny story. I was drunk, with a bunch of friends. And, Um. I kinda got dared to get a tattoo. So, We went to the best parlor in town, I didn't have to have an I.D. To get it and, since I had maybe on beer, I wasn't heavily intoxicated so, Instead of getting my friend's idea, “F*ck you” on my tail bone, I went with. “Young, Wild, And Free.” On my tailbone. Either way, I knew my dad was going to be upset and, George, tell her what she's won! He got so upset but, I told him he had to admit, it was gorgeous. So, he did and now, me and my dad are cool again. See, Daddy's girl always wins. "__________________________________________♬♬♬♬________________________________________________
September Virginia Viviane Sharon Rosemary Scott hails from Paris, France.
Though she was originally from London England, her father’s job failed so,
they didn’t have any choice but to move where her father could find work.
Paris was wonderful, all the lights and the Eifel Tower. She seemed to fit
right into the school here. Except, she had never been taught how to speak
French, and everyone there spoke it. She was an English girl. Not a prissy
brat from Paris. Being only five at the time, she had to learn fluent French
so she could attend the finest academy in Paris.
She had the grades, but the language was her biggest challenge. By the age
of seven, September was finally eligible to become part of the academy,
but, the young girl thought she might want to pursue in different
experiences, one bring in the fine arts. Meaning music, singing,
dancing, instrument playing, and things that fall in the musical category
Her parents on the other hand, weren’t as impressed with the idea of their
daughter trying to “make it big” by the time September was ten; she had
mastered reading sheet music, singing, and knew almost every step in ballet.
Finally, her parent’s come to their senses and let her
become part of the academy’s music program.
September was almost an overnight sensation. It was her eleventh birthday
when she was dared to make a video of her singing, dancing, and piano playing
and put it on YouTube. The following morning, September and her friends
curiously searched on YouTube to find their homemade music video and found
it had several thousand hits. All over the news headlines “Eleven year old
overnight sensation” Even, “Internet buzzing over anonymous music video.”
September remembered her mother had said they could post it, as long as
they didn’t tell her real name, which they didn’t
and September wished she had. Camera crews and news broadcasters
showed up on September’s front lawn the following day. They screamed
for her, “Are you the mystery girl?” Of course, September’s mother told her
she couldn’t lie so, September confessed to being the amazing singer on
YouTube. All September’s fifth grade year she sang, danced, and plain
preformed for every news channel, broadcasting station, and interviewers
who begged for her autograph. Just like every other sensation, they die
down which is exactly how September did. No one remembered the
“anonymous singer from YouTube” any more, no one cared that she
was an amazing singer. All September was left with was pictures, and
her Julliard Scholarship for when she went to college, of course, she
would still have to have her talent then to keep
the scholarship but, no worry in that.
The young brunette still attended the music academy when everything
somewhat turned around. It was the end of her eighth grade year when
she met him, that cute boy from ninth period, typical love story,
she liked him, he liked her, but neither wanted to tell the other how
they felt. See, this boy wore leather jackets and his parents didn’t
care about what he did, typical bad boy. See, September was the
outgoing, flamboyant, half glass full, kind of girl. She was head of the
volleyball team, co-captain of the cheer team, and everyone seemed to
fall head over sneakers for her. She made amazing grades, was
obviously an amazing singer and was only a few percentages away
from being perfect. One day, he finally asked her out, they dated for a
few weeks then, he broke her heart. Typical breakup, the text message
comes, you ask what you did and he says “It’s not you, it’s me.” Then
the next day he has his arm around your best friend.
September never really did get over her “first love” But, she soon found
others. Her longest relationship was a year, then, the boy tried to get her
to drink, and party, and smoke. September wasn’t going to do that kind
of stuff, she had her scholarship to worry about, and nothing else mattered.
September is going on seventeen, currently single and not wanting to rush
a relationship. She usually can be found in the library or football field,
buried in a book or practicing her cheer stuff.
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September Virginia Viviane Sharon Rosemary Scott
is the picture, of an innocent, pretty, face.
September loves to laugh and is the picture in the
dictionary when you look up innocent. She makes
straight as, is quiet in class, and never gets in
trouble. September Virginia Viviane Sharon Rosemary
Scott Is an athletic scholar, and has made the honor
roll, and high honors, since she was in fourth grade.
September is a so called “goody-goody” when it comes
to high school. She is on the cheer team and head
coach of the volleyball team and still maintains a
perfect record. She doesn’t have flaky personality at all.
She may seem a little off once you get to know her but,
that’s only if you give her a lot of caffeine.
September usually stays within the “in crowd” but, had
other friends outside the popular group. She the
“golden light” of the school and makes sure she never
gets sigh tracked by any drama or outrageous frap parties.
She stays within her boundaries and knows right from wrong.
She carefully plans most of her day and makes sure it goes
according to that plan. She sounds like a total nerd, I know.
But, she isn’t, she’s like any good teenager who doesn’t
enjoy getting in trouble. That’s it. Now, September has had
her problems in the past with drinking and smoking, the
occasional party has even come to a dead end when she isn’t
home by twelve. September had gotten busted with the cops
twice but, nothing serious. She just got caught up with the wrong
crowd for a while but, soon went back to being her normal
goody-two-shoes self. Most guys like the plastic Barbie dolls
but, September doesn’t roll like that. Actually,
she’s never gotten any work done.
September’s best qualities are her smile, her laugh,
and the graceful way she talks, walks, and tumbles.
Viviane’s love is her dog, Josey. Josey has been with
her since she was ten. Here is the back story on
that situation. So, when September first moved here,
her mother and father thought it might
be nice to get her a dog. Badabing bada boom,
she had a dog. Her older sister's name was Alexa,
but, she liked to be called Jojo, so, Jojo the dog
was named. Funny I know. September is a sweet
kind girl who loves to laugh!
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For height and weight, I am five five {5'5}.
I'm really not that tall, if anything, I'm on
the shorter side. I don't really mind, but a
couple more inches would be fine by me.
But I don't want to be tall either. I weigh
one-hundred and sixteen pounds {116.}
I used to be in gymnastics and I do other
sports, so I'm not bigger,
I'm on the slimmer side.
My hair is bleach blonde.
It's just kind of a normal blonde, right in
the middle. I usually always keep my hair
pretty long. I hate when my hair is short,
I feel like I can't do anything with it, so
it's normally long.
I have blueish grey eyes. They're kind of
a mix of my mom and my dad's eyes.
My mom has blue eyes and my dad has
grey eyes, so I don't think
there is a name for that though.
Skin tone. Well, my skin tone is pretty
average I guess. I mean I get a tan in
the summer because I'm at the beach
and outside so much, so it's darker
then, and then it's normal in the
school year and everything.I have
my ears pierced twice, but that's it.
I don't have my belly button pierced
or anything. I don't think I want to
get anything pierced either. I think
it looks gross when people get
other places pierced, like their
lips or their noses, I don't like
that.I have zero tattoos
at the moment,
I don't want to get any
either. I think they're cool and
everything, they just look like
they hurt really bad, so that's
the main reason I don't want
to get any. If I were to get
one though, it would only be
one, I think it looks kinda
tacky when people
get them all over.
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My mom wasn't a 'flake' per say, but she wasn't our (me and Alexa) biggest fan. Since dad worked so much, mom didn't have to at all. In fact, she was a 'stay-at-home-mom' with two nannies, a maid and a gardener. Mom would often blow off my little league games and Alana's dance recitals for bridge or book club, leaving the poor nannies to take role as our parental figures..
My sister Alexa was my best friend from when I was three, until I was thirteen. Most of the time, it was just me and her and the nannies, so we became pretty close. Well with the exception of our 'occasional' fights. Okay, I lie. We fought all the time, but hey, when you spend every minuet of your free time with someone, it's bound to get a little tense..__________________________________________♬♬♬♬________________________________________________
September Virginia Viviane
Sharon Rosemary Scott.
Six ordinary words fitting
into one name. See,
when most people used
to hear September’s
name. They would always
belittle her parents
for giving her four middle
names. But, they
all have a specific reason.
September came
from when her parents’
got engaged. Virginia
is her great grandmother’s
name. Viviane
comes from her “aunt Vive”
Who died only
weeks after she was born
due to a car accident.
Sharon is her grandmother’s
name. And Rosemary
is the first plant September
got in the hospital
when she was born. Though
Rosemary wasn’t
really the greatest gift ever,
her parent’s loved
the name so much, the named
their daughter after it.
September later received many
nicknames, She went
back and forth from being
called September to Viviane
, back to September, to Sharon
for a short while, then
to Rosemary, then, finally went
back to being called
September. She almost liked
having so many middle
names; it gave people something
to remember her for.
September will answer to any
of her names, whether
its Virginia or Viviane, Sharon
or Rosemary, just plain
September will get her attention.
September doesn’t let her
names get in the way,
most people get annoyed
at the fact every time
they do something wrong
to her; she makes them
apologize by saying. “I’m
dearly sorry September
Virginia Viviane Sharon
Rosemary Scott. I sincerely
hope you can forgive me.”
Normally, that’s the
only reason September
doesn’t get picked on.
See, she goes to a private
school for rich kids;
September is in the category
of high middle class.
She lives in a one story home
at the edge of the
country club. Usually,
September keeps to herself
unless she is confronted or
talked to. So, there’s
the background of
September’s thirty-eight
letter name. Hope you
can remember it.
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And remember- everyone needs a little color
by ghost; » Sat Nov 10, 2012 12:39 pm You choose.
