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[minho]

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;; kik dude

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bentley manny chase;;

His alarm had went off, telling him in a beeping rhythm that it was time to start his day. A brunette lay on his bed, fully awake thanks to the electronic friend sitting on his nightstand. Next to his beeping friend was a glass of water from the night before. Slowly, the geek rose up from his covered mattress and turned the alarm off; no sound emitted from his house. Huh, his parents must have left for work early today. Birds were filling the outside world with their chirping; this guy couldn't have found them any more cute. Inside his house, he had grabbed his clothes for the day then trotted inside his bathroom. It had taken him a total of fifteen minutes to take a shower, brush his teeth, spray himself with some Old Spice Cologne, and smudge his armpits with deodorant. Before leaving his house, Bentley slid his phone into his back pocket then proceeding to sling his backpack over one shoulder. Now, the geek was off to start his day by riding his skateboard to school.

He reached his school with more than several minutes to spare, his skateboard now in his hands as he walked down the hallway to his locker. The skateboard found its home in the locker and the folders, notebooks, pencils, and homework found their home in the backpack on Bentley's shoulder. A mirror was hanging out on the door of his locker; it was there just in case the nerd needed a second look at himself. For someone of his social status, the trait of vanity ran through his veins. Running a tongue over the pearly white teeth and winking in the direction of the mirror, the locker door closed, the guy strolling down the hallways of the school; the feet that carried him leading to his first hour class.

For once in his life, he was early to first hour - this must have been an accomplishment - he deserved a gold star or maybe a sticker for his efforts. Normally, the brunet would be a minute late or in the classroom milliseconds before the bell rang to announce the start of learning. Even the teacher was surprised, giving the lower popularity a thumbs up. Bentley was sitting in his usual spot, on the right at the last desk in the row. His feet were up on surface of the desk, his phone in his lap. He would wait until later to turn his phone on, sometime at beginning of class to drown out the lesson.

[slccat]

Accepted, as we all knew you would be ;;

You may start wherever you wish ;;

[stricklyspagetti]

(Darn when is somebody gunna join as da cofee shop dude)

[underland.]

alessandra t. jarmond - wearing - just waking up - alone - riding a bike to school - seventeen

aless woke up the same way she did every morning, mamè yelling get up in French and hearing the door creak open and a puppy she had named vodka come running in and jumping on her bed willing her to come to life. aless smiled and picked the small puppy up into her arms before sitting upright and giving it a kiss on the head. "Je suis debout! Allez, vodka, Soyons prêts." she yelled down to mamè as she walked, with the malinious puppy snug in her arms, to her closet. aless and the rest of her family would only speak French in their house and only used English when they had to. after aless finally found what she wanted to wear she set it out on the bed before picking up her iphone and looking at her kik, she had one message from the guy who she had been kiking ever since he asked. she thought for a minute about what to say, she decided not to care if he was asleep, bonjour monsieur, good morning. she sent as she put her phone beside her clothes and sat vodka on her bed sand telling him to stay. she kissed his head and went to her shower, which took her twenty minutes as she always brushed her out when it had conditioner in it. after she got out of the shower and dressed she moved back into her bathroom and put on some of her make up, she never liked the girls at school who carelessly just caked make up onto their faces. aless put her phone into her the back pocket of her shorts before she picked up vodka as she moved to leave the room and shut the door behind them. "A bientôt! vous aimer, de la vodka. Aimez-vous mamè!" she said as she stole a croissant from the fresh batch her mamè had just made before leaving the house and locking the door back before hopping onto her bike and riding to the school.

aless made it to school with twenty minutes to spare. she made sure her bike was securely locked to the bike holds outside of the school before she pulled the messenger bag out of the basket on the handle bars. she ran into the building and to her locker with a bright smile ad dhe got the combination correct on the first try. she grabbed her books and brown leather bound notebook before stuffing them into her messenger bag and headed towards her first class today. American schools differed from the French schools she was used to but she was adjusting well. she smiled at the teacher as she walked by and received a polite one in return. she made her way to her seat and opened her notebook, it was ridden with schedules and drawings that she has had through the year. this notebook held everything from important things she had to attend, drawings from when she was bored, and notes she wrote about anything, everything was written in french.

<< translations; <mamè; grandmother, that's what we call ours, the French one c;> <Je suis debout! Allez, vodka, Soyons prêts.; I'm up! Come on, vodka, let's get ready. > <A bientôt! vous aimer, de la vodka. Aimez-vous mamè; Bye for now! love you, vodka. love you grandmother!

do you want bentley and aless to have first together? >>

[haadez_]

austin king

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m o o d;
annoyed/worried
t a g g e d ;
Sam
d o i n g ;
thinking/talking
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As Sam says that no one loved him he sighs and just shake his head before sitting down staring at the teacher. He wasn't really in the mood to fight, in fact He wasn't in the mood to be at school. As his phone vibrates ,he groans and take it out showing the teacher it was his mum. all of the teachers knew about his brothers so they let him have my phone on and leave when needed. Walking out into the hall he answers hhis phone scowling. "what?" he snaps into the phone. "austin you need to come into work today after Blake's appointment. I need you to work a shift for Anthony since he's busy with his online tests." his mum says before hanging up. Growling, he throws his phone against the wall before sighing and walking back inside. Looking at the time, he decided to just leave now and get Blake ready and prepare his work items. "I have to go Mr.____ Im sorry." he mumbles before grabbing his stuff and walking out of class,

[slccat]

Lol, I dont know how to respond to that ;;

[haadez_]

hmm.. her point of view of him leaving?

[elizabethhher]

"why, hello there, beautiful."
this, my dearest of friends, is the wonderful branwen marie price. such a wonderful name, isn't it? her first name, branwen, derives from welsh mythology and means white, blessed raven. her lovely middle name, marie, comes from french origin and means star of the sea. that's a bit ironic, as she's never even been on a boat before. her last name, price, which branwen received from her mother is also of welsh origin and it means enthusiasm, and boy, believe me, is her family filled with enthusiastic people. branwen doesn't have many nicknames, as people don't really know how you change branwen into anything, but she can go by raven, marie, bran, or branny. it really just depends on what you feel like calling her. now, if for some odd reason you couldn't tell, branwen is indeed a female, though i can't see how you could mistake this beaut for a male. if you did, well, go get some glasses, because you obviously can't see worth anything. branwen is surprisingly only eighteen years old, but, if you want me to be specific, she's eighteen years, five months, twelve days, eight hours, five minutes, and fourty-five, no forty-seven seconds. i don't think you were expecting that, now were you? as far as physical description goes, well, she's not that tall. branwen is only five feet, three inches, which probably isn't the average height for someone her age, but branwen doesn't mind. she stopped growing at the age of fifteen, so she won't be getting any taller. bran doesn't know how much she weighs, nor does she care. as long as she thinks she's the right weight, then she's the right weight, in her eyes. bran isn't one of those girls who points out every flaw in her body, so she thinks she looks fine and is who she is, which, because of this, people usually don't think about her flaws, but of course, she has them. we'll get onto that later, though. branny is a bit pale, to say the least. now, she gets out of the house and everything, but due to her putting on sunblock like no one's business, she doesn't get a tan that often. bran has a few freckles on her face, but she used to have a lot, and they covered her whole entire face. now that she's older, though, most of them have faded away. branwen has blue eyes, and dazzling blue eyes, may i say so. her hair is a lovely light brown color and goes just past her shoulders. she doesn't dye her hair, as she sees there is no reason to, so her hair color has been the same ever since she was born. now, lets move onto her personality. branwen is what you would call an optimist. she sees the good in everyone and overlooks the bad, like every human should. she's a very social girl, and she hangs out with anyone and everyone, despite who they are. she tends to overlook someone's reputation and tries to figure out what they are like for herself. this being said, she can be a very independent person. she can over-react to certain things, a lot, and is known to be unstable during stressful situations. branny is very, very creative, and she loves drawing, painting, and acting. she is aspiring to become a actress, and she gets lots of support from her friends and family. branny tends to act like the mother of the group, often checking on everyone to make sure that they aren't doing anything they shouldn't be doing. many people think of her as annoying because of this, but people who really know who she is know that branny is anything but annoying. whenever branny has free-time, which she tends to have a lot of, these days, you can usually find her somewhere sketching a future creation of hers. now, onwards we go to her history. eighteen years ago on august seventh, branwen was born in ilkley, yorkshire, which is located in united kingdom. this being said, yes, branwen is british and she does have an accent. her parents, kayla and james price, and her two older siblings, dov and faline were delighted to have her in the family. her family wasn't the richest, but they weren't the poorest, either. branwen was born into a family where everyone worked, whether or not they wanted to or not. her parents wanted the best for their kids, so they worked hard everyday, all day so they could move to america, where there were many more job opportunities. as branwen wasn't old enough to work, she went to school and came home to an empty house. while she sat by herself and waited for everyone to come home tired and hungry, bran started drawing, which led onto her passion of drawing, painting, and sketching. on branwen's seventh birthday, her parents surprised her with tickets to go to america the next day. branwen cried that day, but out of happiness, as they were moving to a better area. when the morning came, branwen and her family moved to a city in ohio with family relatives who were more than happy to have the family stay with them until they could get on their feet. eventually, four years later after branwen had turned eleven, the family moved into their own house in richmond, virginia, and have been there ever since. one day before branwen's thirteenth birthday, the price family received another child, who they named bram, which also means raven, like branwen does. three years and two months after that, they were granted one more child, a little girl, who they named tora, which means tiger. now, i've gotten a bit ahead of myself, as usual, and have told you of her family members already. well, since you don't really know her siblings ages, i'll list them for you, youngest to oldest. first, we have little tora belle, who is two. her first name means tiger. second, we have bram joshua, and his first name means raven. he is currently only five years old. then, we of course have branwen, who, as stated, is eighteen. we have branwen's older sister, faline, who is twenty-five, and her name means like a cat. finally, we have branwen's older brother, dov. his name means bear and he is only twenty-eight years old. it's not that big of a family, now is it? now, as the final category of this informational, we have branwen's relationships and love interests. now, branwen is heterosexual, meaning straight. she's had only two boyfriends in the past, only to have one cheat on her and the other to leave her for reasons unknown to her. as of now, however, branwen has no boyfriend, and she doesn't intend on having one anytime soon. she also is currently crushless, but it won't take her long until someone catches her eye and she falls for them.
form ;; © squid girl.
character ;; © squid girl.
pictures ;; © their respective owners
face claim ;; georgie henley

[elizabethhher]

{guys, i'll be gone for a bit. i don't know how long, though. i just wanted to notify you.

[stricklyspagetti]

(Bumping for the sake of my posts)