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My gallery · by **marsiscool** » Tue Aug 06, 2013 5:29 pm

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☀ seventeen
☀ girl
☀ tranquil
☀ peace maker
☀ funny
☀ hard to read at times
☀ hopeless romantic
☀ wild spirit

My gallery · by **.sinister** » Tue Aug 06, 2013 5:50 pm

Isadora Jay Snow

"Madness"

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...

I, I can't get these memories out of my mind,
And some kind of madness has started to evolve.
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...
I, I tried so hard to let you go,
But some kind of madness is swallowing me whole, yeah
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...

I have finally seen the light,
And I have finally realized
What you mean.

Ooh oh oh

Isadora Jay Snow
Nicknames:Issy

Age | 18
Birthdate:July 4th 1995

"Madness"
And now I need to know is this real love,
Or is it just madness keeping us afloat?
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...
And when I look back at all the crazy fights we had,
Like some kind of madness was taking control, yeah
Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...

And now I have finally seen the light,
And I have finally realized
What you need.

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[color=grey]Issy has a Bubbly personality. She is perky, and friendly..... sometime over the top, but they are not mean people generally the term bubble is well used by me and friends to describe girls that are just that, "bubbly" I mean think about it, its like fun upbeat, smiling perky type people.
Likes:Horse back riding, Alot of other things

Dislikes:Spiders, deep water
Fears:The ocean

Dreams:Insert Here
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Izzy had it all when she was growing up in Montrel canada with her brother max she had her horse and that ws her partner in crime. She had never really gotten into much trouble but thats not saying she didnt do bad things as a young teenager, I mean who doesnt, she just never got caught.
Family:My parents and my brother[size/]
[i]Significant Memories:Insert here

Madness wrote:

Mmmm...

Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...

And now I have finally seen the end finally seen the end
And I'm not expecting you to care expecting you to care
But I have finally seen the light finally seen the light
I have finally realized realized
I need to love
I need to love

Come to me
Just in a dream.
Come on and rescue me.
Yes I know, I can be wrong,
Maybe I'm too headstrong.
Our love is
(Ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma-ma...)
Madness

Insert Here
Best Friend:Max
Crush:Insert Here
Girlfriend/Boyfriend:Insert Here

Enemies:Derek mainly

[size=85]Izzy has the build of a rider she is around 5"6 115 pounds all muscle she has increbile legs from all those years of riding[/i]

Hair Color:Blonde
Eye Color:Light gray

My gallery · by **Brittle** » Tue Aug 06, 2013 6:47 pm

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My name? Cricket Bethany Wilde. Don't judge me, my mom let me name myself, I was five and obsessed with the noisy creatures. So Cricket is where that came from. As for Bethany, my mum had a best friend named Bethany who died when she was fifteen. Wilde because that's my dad's last name. I like the name Cricket, it defiantly wouldn't be my first choice of a name if I could pick now...May be Celeste or something dumb like that would suit me now...
I was always taught to never ask a woman her age... Then again I'm not a woman, so I guess your off the hook.
I'm sixteen. The big 1 and 6. Im old enough to drive but my mum won't let me. She's afraid some blokes gonna run me over while i'm checking my make up in the mirror...Mothers. Who says I wear makeup?

I'd have to say Little Talks by Of Monsters and Men or maybe Lightning strikes by Snow Patrol are two of my favorite songs. "Just for a minute, the silver forked sky, lit you up like a star, that I will follow." Is probably my line from the song Lightning Strikes. My lyric from Little Talks is maybe this one: "There's an old voice in my head that's, holding me back. Well tell her that I miss our little talks..." That answer your question?

I have several nick names. Including Paint, Splatter, Creek, Minnie, and Crosses. Paint and Splatter because I am a wonderful Graffiti artist. Don't Worry I do it as a job, For murals on the sides of buildings. Minnie because I'm not the Tallest girl. Creek because once I slipped and fell into A creek and fractured my leg and broke my arm. Crosses is because I have A strange birthmark Of double crosses on both my arms.

You want me too describe my own personality? Okay, but if I sound vain, it's all on you. I guess I can be described as bubbly, carefree, control freak, and a perfectionist. If I don't completely erase a pencil mark it drives me nuts, so of course I get a new piece of paper. I'm a huge hippie, growing up I London I was raised properly, no offense, but peace sounded like the easier side of war. Writing is my superpower, I am an author with only one book published but two more on the way. I love singing and dancing, Hip-hop and contemporary dances are my thing. Any song, anytime, anywhere you name it.
I dress loose and comfy, I love strapless shirts and dresses, I totally rock headbands and belts. And of course, my glasses. I have two pairs, one blue and forest green ones with small fireworks exploding around the rims. My second pair, thing indigo glasses that people say really set off my eyes, sorry too toot my horn but TOOT TOOT!!
My favorite shirt is my super girl shirt, sorry but I'm a sucker for superheroes. Total geek I know...

Um, first, are you blind? Next, sorry if I describe myself a bit off but live with it. So, I'm not very tall obviously, around 4'4 I look up to most people in my life. Three tattoos cover my right arm, a beautiful feathered bird, a bird cage on my wrists, and a flock of birds on my shoulder. On my foot I have a small daisy, and several golden stars surrounding a half moon. On the back of my neck I have a large lily floating in a pond.
Other then my golden/green eyes, shortness, many tatts, and flowing brown hair I'm pretty normal. I go on and off anorexia a lot sadly, did you know that doing anorexia makes you even fatter? Over time, with no food to eat, you stomach starts eating your fat making you larger then before...The reason I still do it is because its an addiction, and sometimes I'm just too busy to worry about lunch or dinner. Did I mention I'm blind? No? Well I'm telling you now. I was born blind, an eye problem or whatever. It's never really hurt me, surprisingly I can't write and type just as well as anyone else, that's why I'm not at a different school, my mother taught me late. So my eyes are as grey as the clouds above!

I do have a phobia of not being accepted. My blindness causes some popularity issues, popularity as in having friends not hogging the spotlight. Psshh, you thought I was one of those girls? I also have a troubled past, I'm bullied and abused at school a lot. I had a one night substance abuse problem and it turned into..overdose. My mother {the only one whose not dead in my family} Sent me to rehab, saying it would be okay. But..it's not okay. Not at all. It ruined my life, and my 'friends' who dumped the stuff into me in the first place make fun of me for it! It's terrible, home is where the majority of my time is spent. I don't want to go too school, the teachers look at me disapprovingly and the students snicker and laugh behind my back, Making me feel uncomfortable in my own skin.

My gallery · by **minho** » Wed Aug 07, 2013 7:18 am

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monroe heydun clemintine
eighteen. senior.
popular jock. quite the heart throb.
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ｂｒｏｋｅｔｈｒｏｕｇｈｔｈｅｏｔｈｅｒｓｉｄｅ
Ｓｔｒａｉｇｈｔｔｏｍｙｈｅａｒｔ, ｙｏｕ'ｒｅ
ｔｈｅｅｍｂｅｒｔｏｍｙｆｌａｍｅＷｈｅｎｉｔ
ｇｅｔｓｄａｒｋ, ａｎｄＩｌｏｖｅｔｈｅｗａｙ
ｉｔｆｅｅｌｓｗｈｅｎＩ'ｍｗｉｔｈｙｏｕＡｎｄ
Ｉｃａｎｎｏｔｆｉｎｄｔｈｅｗｏｒｄｓ, ｎｏ

Ｔｗｏ-ｈｕｎｄｒｅｄｔｈｉｒｔｙｐａｃｅｓｔｏｍｙ
ｐｌａｃｅ, ＯｈＩｓｈｏｕｌｄｎｏｔｂｅａｌｏｎｅ
Ｉ'ｌｌｂｕｒｎｔｈｉｓｈｏｕｓｅｄｏｗｎ, ｎｏ
ｎｅｅｄｆｏｒｗａｌｌｓｎｏｗＷｈｅｎＩ'ｍｗｉｔｈ
ｙｏｕ, Ｉ'ｍａｔｈｏｍｅ

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ＡＦＲＥＡＫＡＮＤＳＬＥＥＰ
ＷＩＴＨＥＶＥＲＹＯＮＥ
ＹＯＵ'ＶＥＥＶＥＲＫＮＯＷＮ

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rich and funny
popular and heartbreaker

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{monroe heydun clemintine }

first day of school, the first day of being a senior. the absolute knowledge that he was going to be, yet again, the quarterback of palestine high. it was in the bag, really. good looks, great at football, charming? that's what being a quarterback was all about and the popularity. plus, the love for the game and getting worked up if they lost. with it being the first day of his senior life, the blonde had actually woken up early (around four o' clock). the whole reason wasn't because of his, he was actually contemplating whether or not to break up with a girl he had met over summer. yeah, he totally tapped that. it was easy - just say the words "i love you" and that got you a touchdown. it was a sick way to live but not everyone could be perfect. his thoughts were disturbed when his alarm clock rang from inside his bedroom. monroe spit the toothpaste out, poured mouthwash into his mouth, walked across his room and successfully turned the alarm off. next to the clock was his phone, several messages from girls, some from buddies, and one from his girlfriend. the contact name for his girl was "number twenty seven" and he clicked reply, not bothering to read the message. while gargling the mouthwash, he typed out it's been a fun ride, really. you're great, i'm great. it should have been a great relationship. you've just been fading away from me. take care. tapping "send", he slipped the phone into his back pocket, opened up the window in his room then spit the mouthwash out. he shrugged a plaid shirt on, buttoned it up and proceeded to jog down the steps of his home. he still lived with his parents, but they were never home. due to both being fbi profilers, they flew to other places in order to complete a case. monroe didn't mind it too much - this was basically his own place. the keys to his indian motorcycle were laying on the table and now were in his hands. they jingled as he jogged out to the garage where his motorcycle was. yeah, driving the thing would ruin his hair. however, that's how he got his usual hairstyle via motorcycle and that's why he didn't wear a helmet.

it took roughly twenty minutes to reach palestine high and another four to park the motorcycle then acquire his classes, locker number, lock, and combination for his senior year. he was a somewhat early - this you could expect from a guy like monroe. this year, he was anticipating for the new kids to walk in. new faces meant they had no idea what monroe's reputation was like around here - heart breaker, quarterback, not entirely trustworthy. then again, even the girls here didn't mind his rep too much. after putting his things in his locker, the jock walked into the library, smiling brightly at the librarian. they were pretty tight, she was like a second mother to monroe. she was weary of him at first, a jock coming into the library, but she warmed up to him because of his personality and the love for chemistry. in fact, that's what monroe was there - to check out some chemistry books. once he got out of high school, he'd be applying to several colleges then working his way to becoming a chemist.

My gallery · by **Kyyweb** » Wed Aug 07, 2013 7:23 am

Kasey Faith Carelli

Name:

My full name is Kasey Faith Carelli but you can just call me Kasey.I guess my parents thought it would be funny to make my initials K.C. and my name Kasey hah, get it? Hilarious.

Gender:

I'm allll woman.

Age:

17

Personality:

I'm very outgoing and I LOVE to talk. I've always been a party girl and a big flirt which is why I've never really been with anyone, I guess they just can't handle me. I love my friends more than anything in the world and I will never turn my back on anyone who needs me. I'm not shy...at all. I hate fighting but if I need to stand up for what I believe in, I will. I love having fun and being wild. I can never have too many friends so I'm usually nice to everyone. I am quite the sweet heart but I do have a bit of a temper. I can hold grudges for a very long time and I'm usually too stubborn to apologize, so I guess that is a flaw. First impressions mean a lot to me but I would never judge someone forever. I am a hopeless romantic and am looking for someone to be my other half.

History

Well, same as everyone else. I have a mom and a dad, but I grew up with 6 other sisters that look exactly like me. I never got anything new just the hand-me-downs of my siblings. It got to the point where I didn't even feel like I had my own name. I got out of there as fast as I could because I was afraid of spending the rest of my life as part of a matched set. Now I'm living in a very small apartment in a terrible neighborhood. But hey, at least I've got my own name.

Appearance:

I have dyed my hair so many times I dont even remember it's natural color. Right now I have long brown/blonde hair that is usually curly or up in a ponytail. I dont go all out with my makeup but I usually wear some eyeliner and mascara just to feel like I'm trying. I have deep green eyes and I'm pretty tan since I'm italian. I have nice straight teeth thanks to two and a half years of braces and I love smiling so I guess that was a good thing. I am 5' 2" and decently thin. I could lose a few pounds but I'm mainly muscle since I was a competitive cheerleader last year. I run almost every day with my rottweiler, Bear, so that helps too. I love piercings! I have piercings all the way up my ears and I have my belly button pierced!

No Pity for a Coward

My gallery · by **Brittle** » Wed Aug 07, 2013 7:30 am

first post reserved!

My gallery · by **minho** » Wed Aug 07, 2013 8:12 am

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timothy darren west
eighteen. senior
average guy
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.Ｉｗａｓｂｌｉｎｄｆｏｌｄｅｄ,
ｂｕｔｎｏｗＩ'ｍｓｅｅｉｎｇ
Ｍｙｍｉｎｄｗａｓｃｌｏｓｉｎｇ,
ｎｏｗＩ'ｍｂｅｌｉｅｖｉｎｇ
Ｉｆｉｎａｌｌｙｋｎｏｗｊｕｓｔ
ｗｈａｔｉｔｍｅａｎｓｔｏｌｅｔ
ｓｏｍｅｏｎｅｉｎ
Ｔｏｓｅｅｔｈｅｓｉｄｅｏｆｍｅ
ｔｈａｔｎｏｏｎｅｄｏｅｓｏｒ
ｅｖｅｒｗｉｌｌ
Ｓｏｉｆｙｏｕ'ｒｅｅｖｅｒｌｏｓｔ
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ｊｕｓｔｔｏｂｒｉｎｇｙｏｕｈｏｍｅ,
ＨｅｒｅａｎｄｎｏｗｔｈｉｓＩｖｏｗ.

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cunning, charming,
talkactive, sarcastic

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{ｔｉｍｏｔｈｙｄａｒｒｅｎｗｅｓｔ }

pulling an all nighter wasn't the smartest idea the brunet has had. in fact, it was more than stupid to do if your first day of being a senior was the next day. however, timothy darren west, one of the "average" guys in school, had an addiction to netflix. he had finished watching the last episode of american horror story when he had heard his parents rummaging around in the kitchen. the last episode had made timothy cry, because he felt for tate langdon. the winchesters really needed to make violet move on so she wouldn't be a constant reminded of what tate had lost. who wouldn't love a psychopath? he turned the tv off before he got too upset and looked down at his outfit - one that he wore for the majority of summer - and decided with one or two sprays of cologne, he'd be good to go. this is exactly what he did. timmy sprayed himself with old spice cologne, quickly brushed his teeth, and kissed his mother on the cheek before he left for school. his dad had already went to work, a fine police man that guy was. his mother was a wedding planner, feeling grateful her son was leaving because she was going to have a client over. a happy medium class family they were. so filled with happiness that timothy blew the idea of eating. next time, he wouldn't brush his teeth too early. ugh, he'd just pick some donuts up on his way to school.

it was seven fifty three when timothy got to palestine high, a half donut in his hand and a carton of orange juice resting in his lap. he parked his ford truck in the back of the parking lot. finishing that half eaten donut, he grabbed another and left the orange juice in the truck. the school had water fountains, he was going to die of thirst. it also had vending machines, he'd probably just get another orange juice from there. school started in what? an hour? yeah, that sounded about right. timothy jaywalked across the parking lot, not caring if this caused aggravation to others. pft, they'd have to get over it or get around him. he reached the entrance, opened the door, and walked into the school where he was greeted by some jocks. they, of course, threw smart remarks his way and one even threatened to take timmy's donut. "Yeah, go *** yourselves, buddies." he smiled enchantingly before rolling his eyes then continuing his walk down the hallways. ah, high school, he missed it so much. all the idiotic popular guys, the drama of breaking up, and the fights that happened constantly (tim had gotten into more than a few - most fights involved timothy in them). now that summer ended, the fun ended and that meant schoolwork, tears, laughter, and morons.

My gallery · by **Panic!** » Wed Aug 07, 2013 9:07 am

A S H E R. J A Y. K E N T.
x x x x x

Have faith in me
Cause there are things that I've seen I don't believe
So cling to what you know and never let go
You should know things aren't always what they seem

I said I'd never let you go, and I never did
I said I'd never let you fall and I always meant it
If you didn't have this chance then I never did
You'll always find me right there, again

I'm going crazy
Cause there are things in the streets I don't believe
So we'll pretend it's alright
and stay in for the night
Oh what a world
I'll keep you safe here with me

I said I'd never let you go, and I never did
I said I'd never let you fall and I always meant it
If you didn't have this chance then I never did
You'll always find me right there, again

They've got me on the outside, looking in
But I can't see at all
With the weight of the world on my shoulders,
They just wanna see me fall

They've got me on the outside, looking in
But I can't see at all
With the weight of the world on my shoulders,
They just wanna see me fall

Have faith in me

I said I'd never let you go, and I never did
I said I'd never let you fall and I always meant it
If you didn't have this chance then I never did
You'll always find me right there, again

I said I'd never let you go, and I never did
I said I'd never let you fall and I always meant it
If you didn't have this chance then I never did
You'll always find me right there, again

I said I'd never let you go, and I never did
I said I'd never let you go, and I never did
I said I'd never let you go, and I never did
I said I'd never let you go, and I never did

a day to remember- have faith in me.

Hello, my name is Asher Jay Kent, but most people just call me Ash. I know, I know, I'm just like that Pokemon trainer, except cooler. Haha, maybe not. Ok, my mother gave birth to me in some old hospital about 17 years ago and has since kept me alive all these years, so there must be something she is doing right. I have, and always will be a male, I can assure you on that. So, are the ladies asking for me yet? I swear I am a good guy, at least, that's what my mom says. I don't know.

As you can see, I am not very tall, but not very short. What do that call that? Average. Yeah, I'm 5 feet, 6 inches.. I've got blue eyes but light brown hair and I am pretty pale during the winter, and not much better during the summer, except I get some freckles. I enjoy wearing my beanies, and I like skateboarding a lot, so I've got a couple of scars on my arms and legs because of that. Oh well, that's the price for life, right?

If you're asking, here's a little bit more about me. I am athletic; been playing baseball since I could pick up a stick and start hitting people with it. I am not that quiet, so I guess you could call me outgoing? I don't know, I like meeting new people and making friends. When I was younger, I was known for playing pranks and laughing. God, a lot of people hated hearing me laugh sometimes, probably because I did it too much. But, I have nice teeth, so I guess that made up for it. I guess I would say I have a good personality. No secrets with me, I like being honest and trustworthy.I don't really go big on dates, ya know? I am quite happy with dinner and a movie, not a whole parade for the occasion. Of course, girls need to be treated well. All in all, I guess I'm a pretty chill-lax guy. Don't get on my bad side, or any of my friend's bad sides. Revenge is a great talent of mine. I can warn you now, I don't anger easily, but if you some how manage to push me over the edge, I will hold a grudge far longer than necessary. Truth.

What? Now you want my past? Fine. I guess there is nothing to tell. My mother died a few years ago due to cancer. That was pretty difficult to go through. My father turned to drinking and jobless spending, so I ended up moving in with my aunt about 5 years ago. Boy, was I a sad kid. The kind that liked to sit on the swings all by himself and through an entire piece of bread at the ducks. Ok, I didn't do that, but I did enjoy hanging out at the park when my aunt wasn't home. I was alone for a pretty long time. Then when I met this girl, she told me that her mom had died but not because of a sickness. Her mother did it on purpose when she was only 8 years old. I felt bad for her, but I was glad I finally had someone to comfort me. She helped me get through the rest of middle school, and then high school we decided to become an "item" whatever the heck that means. After a good 6 months of dating well into our sophmore year, yeah, she dumped me for some kid who lived the next town over. Broke my little 15 year old heart. But whatever, I moved on. Dated a couple of other girls. This one girl, boy did she fall hard for me. I had to break it off and did she hit me hard after that. I still have a mark.

Delilah Marie Smith
x x x x x

Hey there Delilah what's it like in New York City
I'm a thousand miles away
But girl tonight you look so pretty, yes you do
Times Square can't shine as bright as you, I swear it's true

Hey there Delilah don't you worry about the distance
I'm right there if you get lonely give this song another listen
Close your eyes, listen to my voice it's my disguise
I'm by your side

Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
Oh it's what you do to me
What you do to me

Delilah is a very quiet girl, probably the reason why she is making me type this out for her. She is of course, a female who is currently 16 years old. She doesn't really have a nickname, but feel free to make her one. Though she only talks to those who she is comfortable with, she is actually a pretty fun person. Daring, she enjoys going on all of the roller coasters. She is also very artist and musical; she enjoys singing mostly and knows how to play the piano. She could never see herself going anywhere with music though. It would be a dream, of course, but a very high risk one. As of right now, she is looking forward to being a doctor. She is pretty smart and she gets good grades in school.

Delilah is 5 foot, 4 inches and weighs about 120 pounds. She has blond hair and brown eyes and has no scars or tattoos, but has her ears and belly button pierced.

Delilah doesn't have a long history with guys. She dated only two guys; the first being one of those childhood relationships where they were "going out" in grade 5. She doesn't really know what happened to the boy, but he kind of dropped her when he went into his jock group and she went into her music group. The other boy was a boy worth talking about. He was kind and considerate, good looking and funny. He was a parents dream really. She become pretty close to him and he enjoyed her company as well. They only dated about 5 months, by she was sure she fell in love. She would double date with him and her best friend and her boy friend. They were always together. But then she found out he had feelings for this other girl. You could only imagine the horror when Delilah found out it was her best friend. He broke up with her, leaving her for her best friend, who Delilah still refuses to talk to. This all happened in the course of last year, and Delilah isn't sure she is ready to move on. But of course, she wants to move on.

This year, Delilah's father decided to get a job. He decided to pack up everyone's loves and move across the state. Though Delilah wasn't too happy about this, she is looking forward to a fresh start. I mean, she's a senior, right? How hard could it be?

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My gallery · by **marsiscool** » Wed Aug 07, 2013 9:19 am

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-- Looks -- sᴇᴠᴇɴᴛᴇᴇɴ -- Wearing -- ʜᴏᴘᴇʟᴇss ʀᴏᴍᴀɴᴛɪᴄ

Awaken by the sound of her phone alarm ringing, Victoria extended her tired arm out and grabbed her phone off her nightstand. She opened up her tired eyes, not being used to waking up so early and hushed the phone as she tossed it on her other pillow before closing her eyes and falling asleep for ten more minutes before being awaken by her eleven year old brother knocking on her door. "Come on! Wake up you have to drop me off at school!" shouted the blonde haired boy seeing as he was excited to start middle school. Victoria stretched out her arms as a quiet groan escaped from her lips before she sat up and looked across her room noticing the sun was still not out. Dragging herself off the bed she made her way into her bathroom where she stood in the shower for a good twenty minutes letting the warm water soak her body before stepping out and wrapping a towel around her slim body. She carefully untangled her hair before taking the hair dryer from the bathroom cabinet and setting it on "hot" since she had wasted enough time showering. She quickly dried her hair and stepped out of her bathroom taking out a nice "first day of school" outfit. She had to always plan out her outfits two days before the actual date since she could never wear something plan. Fashion was something she had lived for the past couple of years, she even modeled a wear brands here and there so wearing something plan just didn't go along with her ways. Once the clothes had been perfectly put on and arranged she applied some mascara just to bring out her natural blue eyes and just a hint of perfume, enough to smell but not enough to choke on. "I'm coming!" she yelled out, hearing her brother once again violently knock on her door, as she took her leather book bag and headed out the door and down the steps.

My gallery · by **howl'** » Wed Aug 07, 2013 9:22 am

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blasted clock!

schooool.

rise you demon!

i look like a zombie.

i'm beautiful and no one can say other wise.

FINNICK!

this.

dingleberries!

sorry loki, sorry thor.

outside!

hurry up brother, i don't want to be late.

there you go rango!

morning sister. shall we leave?

off to my first class.

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cricket-- the form

monnie. eighteen.

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leek

timmy c: eighteen senior

Asher and Delilah: forms

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