RYCBAR123 wrote:The Good GirlClaudia Rivers♥F u l l N a m e . Claudia Lea Rivers
♥P r o n u n c i a t i o n . 'Claw-dee-uh' , 'Lee' , 'Riv-ers'
♥M e a n i n g . "
♥N i c k n a m e s . None
♥G e n d e r . Girl
♥B i r t h d a y . March 12
♥B i r t h p l a c e . Ireland
♥N a t i o n a l i t y . Irish?"Hi, um, my name is Claudia-- Claudia Lea Rivers. My mother had my first name picked out since she was twelve years old and I love it. I think it sounds old fashioned and girly. I believe she chose it because of a book she read but I don't remember. It is said to mean compassionate and sensitive. My lucky color is white and my happy stone is opal. Interesting right? Next is my middle name Lea which is a family name. It is pronounced 'Lee' not 'Leah' by the way. It is a common mistake so I thought I should clear that up. Lee is a family name given to the first boy in the family. My mother was told she couldn't have kids but when she was pregnant with me it was a surprise. Knowing I would be their only child they gave the name to me, changing it to Lea to make it more feminine. My last name is Rivers which, of course, is my father's name. By my name you probably couldn't assume that I am Irish and that is because my father is not. He is a mutt if you prefer, but my mother is full Irish and my parents actually met in Ireland. Her maiden name is Kelly if that explains anything. I was born in Northern Ireland so that my mother could be surrounded by her large family during her pregnancy. When I was two years old we moved back to America."♥H e i g h t . 5'3"
♥W e i g h t . 125 lbs
♥H a i r C o l o r . Dirty blonde
♥E y e C o l o r . Green
♥S k i n C o l o r . Light
♥T a t t o o s . None
♥S c a r s . Unknown
♥P i e r c i n g s . None
♥D i s t i n c t i v e F e a t u r e . Eyes & lips
♥B u i l d . Slim but curvy
♥V o i c e . Shy, sweet, angelic"Pretty? No. I'm simply a girl who easily gets lost in a crowd. I am rather used to it though. I stand at five feet and three inches. I am not incredibly short but still far from tall. My mother is rather short and only stands an inch or two taller than I. My father is of average height so I suppose I was bound to be shorter. In proportion to my height I weigh in around one hundred and twenty pounds. I suppose that is heavy to some but I find it healthy and I honestly wouldn't mind adding a few more. I guess my weight suits me though. I am a thin girl but it is rather clear that I have a figure. A small bust and hips is met m=by and even smaller waist to fool to eye into seeing curves. I am barely a B cup if that explains how petite I am. My shoulders are slender and that with my arms are my favorite features. It is an odd thing to love but I do. It is the only skin I am allowed to show other than my knees and down, so I've grown to love it. I am rarely allowed to reveal even that though. It isn't that my mother is strict, but she wasn't allowed to either. My skin is fair and by fair I mean really pale. My skin is 'flawless' as some would say. It is even and I've never broke out before but I wouldn't call it flawless. I am just really lucky. If you look closely I have extremely light freckles on my nose. My eyes are a light brown color is rather ugly but at times they do look green. It just depends on the lighting and what I'm wearing. My eyelashes are long and the same color as my hair. My hair is long and falls in the middle of my back. It is naturally straight but I use curlers to create curls near the end of my hair. The color is a dusty brown color or a dirty blonde and I don't like it. Although I don't like it I am not allowed to dye it. Another one of those odd rules. I am also not allowed to wear makeup so everyday I go to school natural."♥T h r e e W o r d s . Shy, Sweet, Passionate
♥L i k e s . Reading, Cats, Quiet
♥D i s l i k e s . Sports, Big Dogs, Spicy Foods
♥T a l e n t s . Dancing, Writing, Loving
♥P h o b i a s . Big Dogs"I am that girl that no one pays any attention too. I keep to myself and am rather quiet. I mean I want to make friends and be outgoing but I'm too shy. I'm different from everyone else and I guess people don't like that. Even someone runs into me, knocking my down as if they didn't see me, I just stand back up and apologize. I'm a sweet person and I don't like it when others are mad at me. I like to keep out the way of others and keep quiet. Because I don't have any friends I usually girl up with a good book or care for my cat and her new litter of kittens. I'm not too picky. All that really bugs me are rude people but there are a few things I can think of that I don't like. For examples I am not a big fan of sports. It is just not something that I like. Also I have a sensitive stomach and spicy foods don't like me. The last thing is big dogs. I have always had a fear of them. No I was never attacked by one, it is just a natural fear of mine. A few positive things about me? I guess I am a class A daydreamer. I don't believe I have any talents, but maybe they'll come."♥F a t h e r . Marcus Lee Rivers
♥M o t h e r . Alana Mae Rivers
♥S i b l i n g s . None
♥P e t s . A cat and her four kittens"My father, Marcus, was to take over his father's company but he wasn't ready to settle down and become the boss. He wanted to visit the world. He traveled to London, Amsterdam, and then Ireland in only a few months. While in Ireland he met a woman who he said was so beautiful that she could stop and start a war with one smile. That woman was my mother. He says I look exactly like her but I don't believe him. He said he won her over in a second but mum says that she wouldn't give him the time of day. He kept asking her to marry him and they hadn't been on one real date. His time was running out and he didn't want to go home with her as his bride. He actually loved her the moment he saw her. One day he went to her father and explained that he was wealthy and wanted to marry his daughter. He said that he wanted to have him over for supper. My father charmed her parents like on he knows how. By the end of that dinner she was smitten. He had to go home right after that though. They wrote letters to each other and they learned so much about each other. After he had made enough to buy a house, car, and pay for a wedding he set it up with her father to come and propose. He surprised her by showing up at her front door. As soon as she opened it he got down on one knee and pulled out a ring. Before he could even ask the question she was on her knees in front of him, crying. They held hands as he promised to love her and take care of her forever. He explained his plans and why he didn't visit for so long. They were wed in a year. It was a small wedding, very simple like she wanted. They immediately moved to America, no honeymoon, and started their lives. Before long they had a child on the way. When she went into labor there was such difficulty that she was told she could have no more children. She almost bled to death. After a week of recovery she finally got to hold me and she never let go. I was raised very modest even though we do have money and I am an only child. My mother raised me like she was raised-- with seven brothers. At the age of thirteen I became rather upset. All the other girls had plenty of friends and were getting their first boyfriends and kisses. I had none of the above. Mother explained to me that I didn't need a boy in my life just yet. She said I would have a real relationship just yet anyway. Mother had her brothers growing up as her friends but I was an only child. She didn't know how to cheer me up over that. She talked to my father and on my fourteenth birthday that week I was surprised with a kitten. That kitten, Matilda, became my life. Every morning I woke up early just to feed and play with her. After school I would play with her and then she would accompany me as I did my homework and then read. After dinner we would play a bit and then I'd give her a treat and we would go to bed. I love that cat. Recently she had kittens and I am so in love with these kittens as well. I have to bottle feed one, but she is doing a lot better. I named them Kegan, Quinn, Delaney, and Unity."♥S e x u a l i t y . Heterosexual, I think
♥R e l a t i o n s h i p S t a t u s . Single
♥C r u s h . No one
♥T u r n O n ' s . Pretty eyes, respectful, good hugger
♥T u r n O f f ' s . Rude, overly buff, pushy
♥E x e s . None
♥F r i e n d s . Um . . .
♥E n e m i e s . Unknown"I am single and for the most part I am rather happy. While other girls are out with a different guy every night I am at home reading or taking care of kittens. Although I say I am happy I do have a crush on this one guy. He is popular and has never even talked to me before. He has a smile that makes me smile. I try not to get to worked up though because I know it will never happen. He doesn't even know I exist. Anyway, I love a guy with a great smile and pretty eyes. He must be respectful and good hugs are always great. I can't stand guys who are rude and pushy. Not that it matters what I think. I have never had a boyfriend or any friend for that matter. Most people want friends with money and although I'm wealthy I guess people don't care. I don't know what it is that people don't like about me. They just ignore me like I don't even exist."
{ . тнιѕ ιѕ мe . }
;; ι∂єитιfι¢αтισи ;;
{иαмє.}
"My name is Loghan Reece Marcello."
{иι¢к иαмє.}
"Most people just call me Loghan, but some call me Logey-Bear."
{gєи∂єя.}
"I'm a gentleman."
{αgє.}
"I am legally an adult at the age of eighteen."
{вιятн∂αу.}
"December 30."
;; ιиѕι∂є αи∂ συт- ιм вєαυтιfυℓ ;;
{ρєяѕσиαℓιту.}
"I have been described many ways, but I will tell you what I believe to be. I am a kind person all-in-all. I love to laugh because it brightens my days and makes home feel closer. I will do my best to be kind and helpful to all that need me. I know I have done well when I see that person smile because that smiles means more to me than words. I also think of myself as funny. When I can sense a rain cloud hovering over someone I will tell a cheesy joke or show them a corny magic trick. I love to be goofy and spontaneous in my actions so not to be predictable and boring. Adventure is my best friend and it hasn't let me down yet. Sometimes all you need is energy and a new place and I am good for hours. I could spend all day in a mall without spending a dime because I am the goofball posing as a mannequin or riding the 25 cent kiddie rides. Or hiding in clothing racks and when someone starts to browse through them you jump out out and scream. Seeing Humpty Dumpty's wife faint is always funny, but I make sure to help her up and calm her down afterwards. They don't always appreciate the second part after the first part.
Another word to describe me is passionate. Wether it is towards my music or loved ones, I am passionate. My music is a big part of my life and my Nonno taught me to play many traditional Italian songs and wit his guidance began to compose more modern takes. Wherever I go I have a notebook full of notes and rhythms and my guitar on my back. Although I do play at coffee shops now and then my real job is behind the counter brwing up the actual coffee. I also play for tips on the streets. I love my family and if it wasn't for them I wouldn't be the way I am. The have supported me with everything as long as it wasn't anything dangerous or crazy and I love them for that. Many people who don't realize my relationship with my family call me 'Mama's Boy' or a baby, but I don't see how loving them and caring for them makes me weak. Girls . . . I appear charming and smooth at first and then you get to know me and I am crazy and out-there. I am a gentleman and will always pay for dinner unless you want otherwise. I respect a girl's wish if she wants to pay half or all because feminists may believe that me paying for everything is sexist. I think its expesive, but I love to make a girl happy. I tend to shower a girl with gifts, but not roses and jewelry. I like to leave her little notes that lead to something with meaning like a ticket to a concert she wants to attend or her favorite flower or book. I like to be that sweetheart that a girl is proud to take home to her father."
{нιѕтσяу.}
"A young Italian woman left her home in Italy to study abroad in France. As if straight ou of a movie she met an artist named Gabriel. Young Isabelle was lost and running while trying to read a soaked map ad that is when she ran into the lean French man. Their eyes locked and it was love at first sight. He helped her to find her hotel and in the morning when she looked out her window he was standing out there with a large grin on his face as he stood held a canvas. When he held it up so she could get a better look it was a painting of her. One day Isabelle discovered she was pregnant and Gabriel had told her that this was a great joy and that if it were a girl they were to name it Belle and if a boy he would be Loghan. This couple is my parents. She fell asleep curled up with him, but when she awoke she was alone and the love of her life was gone. He had left her in France and alonewith their child. My mother hadn't a penny to her name which left her stranded. Nine months later I was born and it wasn't until I was a year old until Nonno and Nonni had raised the money to fly her back. It was full of tears and relief. The entire Marcello family had done all that they could to bring back their beloved Isabelle and now me.
It wasn't until I was five when we moved to the states. My Uncle Louis had struck oil there and we were to be rich. An estate was settled in a remote yet beautiful place in the west and that is where the story really starts. I was raised a gentleman because my mother was sure to stop me from becoming like my father and I didn't mind. We all lived modestly and happily. When I was seven my mother began to homeschool me after I was having trouble and this helped me a lot. I excelled in school and when I reached the age of fifteen I was allowed to attend a public school with my cousins. High School was difficult due to all of the drama, because I wasn't use to that. I slowly began to fit in and I was 'popular' despite not playing sports. I was a musician. What girl doesn't like to be serenaded with a smooth voice and soft guitar. My Nonno had taught me how to play and it soon became a passion of mine. In fact I originally agreed to attend this trip so that I could play my music."
{ℓιкєѕ.}
"I like music because I'm able to express myself and it calms my nerves. Food is also great because as big boy I eat a lot! I actually got fired from my first job at a restaurant because I would eat all the food and in my defense I was making sure the cook didn't poison it. My big ole dog, Jake, is my best friend. He is always there for me."
{∂ιѕℓιкєѕ.}
"I don't dislike something so much that I would want it gone, but do have a few things that I'm not fond of. Peanuts; Whenever I'm eating trail mix I will eat the raisins and the M&Ms, but leave the nuts unless I'mreally hungry. Christmas Shopping; I utterly fail at such a simple occassion. Rap music; Its just not my thing."
{fєαяѕ.}
"I am terrified of geese. We use to raise them, but one day our eldest. Mrs. Finklebury, was extra snooty today and went all Karate KId on me. I almost wet myself!"
{нσввιєѕ:тαℓєитѕ.}
"I am a musician, so obviously music is my talent. Oh I am also secretly reallygood at doing and folding laundry. You dont live with your Nonni all your life and not learn anything."
;; ιи му ωσяℓ∂- αρρєαяαи¢є ιѕ єνєяутнιng ;;
{ρнуѕι¢αℓ ∂єѕ¢яιρтισи.}
"I am tall yet muscular, but not beefy. My build is hard to explain for I am tall and lean except for the toned biceps, pecks, and abdominal muscles. Muscle weighs more than fat which makes me weigh in at two-hundred and fifteen pounds. I pride myself in my body and work out and eat healthy to stay in shape. I never played sports which means I has to find my own personal workouts. When Im not working I am strumming on my guitar which has left my hands rough with calluses. Now my fingers never become sore after seven encores because they have practically built an immunity to the tough, metal strings. I must be honest and admit I am not a 'tan lifeguard hottie' and instead I sport a healthy, milky glow. I care for my skin and do my best to prevent skin cancer which is why I like to protect my skin and even in the summer I wear jeans and long sleeved shirts. I do adit to a few moles and frecles from the suns harmful rays and I always overreact and have the doctor check the few on my face and chest every month in case something shows up. My hair is long, but well-maintained instead of hanging in my eyes. My locks are a dark chocolate color that looks healthy. I do use products in my hair, but you can hardly tell because I make sure not to leave it greasy. My eyes are the same color as my hair; dark. They are a muddy brown color framed my my nvelievable long eyelashes."
{єуєѕ.}
"My eyes are dark and dreamy."
{нαιя.}
"My hair is a dark brown color."
{ωєιgнт/нєιgнт.}
"I am 6'3" tall and I weigh 215 pounds."
;; яєℓтισиѕнιρ ѕтαтυѕ ;;
{¢яυѕн.}
"Well I saw this girl in the coffee shop and she was mind-numbingly pretty, but I was too nervous to get her name."
{gf/вf.}
"I'm currently single, but, who knows, that may change soon."
{ѕρσυѕє.}
"I'm still young. Don't you worry about me."
{¢нιℓ∂яєи.}
"I can wait."
;; fαмιℓу fιяѕт ;;
{ραяєитѕ.}
"I grew up in a large house that was home to my entire family-- except my dad. We are Italian, so we are all very close. My mother, Isabelle, traveled to France around my age and fell in love with an artist named Gabriel. My Nonno (Grandpa) and my Nonni (Grandma) live in the main house with us. My mother has seven brothers and four sisters meaning every family lives with us."
{ѕιвℓιиgѕ.}
"I am an only child."
;; єχтяα ;;
{Ħσтɛℓ Яσσм.}
"I am in Room Two."
{ρєтѕ.}
I have a lazy ol' dog named Jake. He is a Neapolitan Mastiff and it didn't take long for the one year old pup to go from this to this!
{тяαиѕρσятαтισи.}
I either walk into the city or ride my scooter. The sidecar is for my lapdog who is too lazy for the walk.
{αиутнιиg єℓѕє؟}
Thank you Table for the beautiful form!
(Accepted!)
