
Name: Yo. I'm Nicole Alexandra Rogers. I don't really have any nicknames, but you can call me anything.
Age: I'm rocking my sweet 16! My birthday is April 27. So it's going to be awhile until I'm 17..
Gender: Isn't it obvious? I'm a male!
Family: Well, I have my parents. They're names are Jonathan Rogers and Destiny Rogers. Then I have my little brother. His name is Danny Rogers. Lastly, there's me. Nicole Rogers!! Oh wait! I have a new boxer puppy. His name is Max.
A Look On The Outside
Looks: I have long wavy light blonde hair, light tan skin, and blue gray eyes that are usually covered up by sunglasses. You would usually see me wearing a regular shirt, skinny jeans/jeans, jean shorts, athletic shorts, sneakers, or running shoes. It all depends on my mood. I have my sunglasses that I wear nearly everywhere I go.
Height: I'm around 5'6 through 6.
Weight: Actually. I really don't know. I haven't stepped on the scale for awhile. And I'm not sure I want to know how much I weigh anyway.
Body Modifications: I have no tattoos or piercings. I haven't really been thinking about all that stuff. I don't want one anyway.
Who's That Lucky Guy?
Crush: I don't have a crush so far. I'm still looking for the right guy.
Boyfriend: We'll, if I don't have a crush then I don't have a boyfriend. But I want one.
Husband: Aren't I a little too young to get married yet?
Exes: To tell you the truth, I've never dated before...
What kind of guy I look for: I like the bad boys, jocks, and the populars. Those who are willing to do pranks with me or play sports with me. They are funny, friendly, sarcastic in the good way, well, they're a lot like me.
On The Inside
Personality: Well I'm very sneaky.'with that, I'm a huge troublemaker/prankster. I'm a bit rude actually... I have a lot of fun, I'm mysterious, mischievous, athletic, brave, and adventurous. I love a good prank, adventure, party, or a basketball and a soccer game. I have a sharp tongue and am sarcastic and funny in the good ways.
History: Okay! You have crossed the line! You popped my precious bubble! No thanks. I don't want to tell you. Unless I can trust you... Well, I'll tell you that I was born in New York City.
Rank: I am new to the school. But it won't take me to long to become popular.
Sexual Orientation: I'm straight guys! Sorry ladies, but I like guys!
Likes: Pranks, sports, boys, reading (sometimes), these are my main ones
dislikes: Girly girls, drama, singing, lots of other things but these are my main ones
Other
Phone: I have an awesome iPhone 5s
Transportation: I know I'm only 16, but I got my license. I drive a black Mustang.
Job: I don't have a job yet.
Theme Song: “Fancy" by Iggy Azalea
First things first, I'm the realest (realest)
Drop this and let the whole world feel it (let 'em feel it)
And I'm still in the Murda Bizness
I can hold you down, like I'm givin' lessons in physics (right)
You should want a bad ***** like this (ha)
Drop it low and pick it up just like this (yeah)
Cup of Ace, cup of Goose, cup of Cris
High heels, somethin' worth a half a ticket on my wrist (on my wrist)
Takin' all the liquor straight, never chase that (never)
Rooftop like we bringin' '88 back (what)
Bring the hooks in, where the bass at?
Champagne spillin', you should taste that
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold
Remember my name, 'bout to blow
I said baby, I do this, I thought that, you knew this
Can't stand no haters and honest, the truth is
And my flow retarded, they speak it, depart it
Swagger on super, I can't shop at no department
Better get my money on time, if they not money, decline
And swear I meant that there so much that they give that line a rewind
So get my money on time, if they not money, decline
I just can't worry 'bout no haters, gotta stay on my grind
Now tell me, who that, who that?
That do that, do that?
Put that paper over all, I thought you knew that, knew that
I be that I-G-G-Y, put my name in bold
I been working, I'm up in here with some change to throw
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold
Remember my name, 'bout to blow
Trash the hotel
Let's get drunk on the mini bar
Make the phone call
Feels so good getting what I want, yeah
Keep on turning it up
Chandelier swinging, we don't give a ****
Film star, yeah I'm deluxe
Classic, expensive, you don't get to touch, ow
Still stunting, how you love that
Got the whole world asking how I does that
Hot girl, hands off, don't touch that
Look at that I bet you wishing you could clutch that
Just the way you like it, huh?
You're so good, he's just wishing he could bite it, huh? (say what what?)
Never turn down money
Slaying these hoes, gold trigger on the gun like
I'm so fancy
You already know
I'm in the fast lane
From L.A. to Tokyo
I'm so fancy
Can't you taste this gold
Remember my name, 'bout to blow
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
(Blow)
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
That do that, do that, I-G-G-Y
Who that, who that, I-G-G-Y
(Blow)
Other: Nope! Hope we can meet!





















