*FeldTripToParis*♥another teen love rp♥*3 spots left!*

[м o e]

Samantha

She nodded agreement and tried looking out the dark windows. "Aw, can't we sight see on the way?" She complained.

[.m i n y o o n g i]

(OWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW! can i have the last girl spot? please????)

[I n f i n i t y ∞]

{{Do you mind if I use my own form?}}

name}}
"Victoria Waters. My mom didn't give me a middle name simply because she said, 'Your name is too beautiful to ruin with a middle name.' My first name comes from an relative that has passed on. My last name is just a regular ol' name.

age}}
Born on May 20, 1997. Which means I'm 16, almost 17.

history}}
"Really, I haven't had the best life. It all started when I was born. I came into the world a small, young child, with dreams as big as the universe, but they all ended quickly due to a slip in the family. I was an only child, and the only thing my parents cherished. One day, my mom was out on a walk with me, I was about 5 or 6 at the time. When we were about to head back home, my mother got attacked. I didn't know what to do at that age, but all could remember was my mom saying run. When I got home, I told my so called dad all about it. He was furious with me, not only because I didn't help my mom, but because I didn't scream for help. A few weeks passed and it was the sunny month of April in Anaheim. I was still probably about five back then, but as the days grew longer apart, the more my father abused me.

Once I turned about 14, I had my first boy friend, which didn't turn out so well. He would be really rude to me and would try to  come onto me. He started to hit from time to time, but I finally grew a pair and had the guts to break up with him. Surprisingly, he moved after a few weeks of not having a girlfriend, but the abuse from my father got worse. He would continue to hurt, punch me, kick me, do anything to harm me, but that's when I started to self-harm. Self-harm is a sensitive subject. Many people do it, to let go of the pain and torture through physically hurting themselves. I took onto it to get away from the pain. I am physically and mentally scarred from that. I took onto depression and becoming anorexic, but that didn't help anything. A few months ago, I finally figured out that it doesn't help, and I quit. I quit physically harming myself. But I still have the scars of reminders littered across my wrists in dull pinks and whites. But on a happier subject, I finally got away from my dad and moved into an apartment complex. I had saved enough money to get my self an apartment and some things to start me off on living by myself. But for now, that's the end of my story that I truly hated telling you"

personality}}
"I'm a pretty much laid back person once you get to know me, but when I first meet you I can be a little jumpy, or shy due to my past.  I can sometimes snap at people when they make me really mad or decide to push my buttons. My mood can sometimes change as the weather changes. Like when it's rainy, I'm sad, or when it's sunny, I'm happy. Most of the time, I tend to say towards myself and keep my thoughts pushed away in the back of mind."

looks}}
"I have been blessed with a head full of dyed red hair with a dark red/black under layer and bright green eyes. I have a pale complexion with well structured cheek bones and jaw bones. I have a curvy body frame with long legs and somewhat small feet. I also have a tattoo that I got recently."

other}}
"Nope. Also, no crush."

[Nero Sparda]

☆Lucas Leo Dowson☆

→I smile at her, I felt rather shy, Was this love? DUDE! You just met her! I think to myself.
"Uhhh...." I say awkwardly my face was going red.←

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[Attila The Hen]

So are there no spots left? if there are, can i reserve a male spot?)

[Nawratus]

They should get to the hotel soon))

Oliver

He dropped his legs and leaned back, arms crossed. He looked back at Nia and noticed her glance at a different guy a lot.

Nia looked back at Oliver with a small smile. "So, uh..." She scratched her arm nervously as she just looked at him.

[м o e]

Oliver

He looked back at her and forced a little smile. "So...Nia, how old are you?" He asked not thinking of anything better to say.

[Nawratus]

Nia Anderson

Nia thought that question was a bit personal, but oh well. "I'm 17. What about you?" she tilted her head and looked at him curiously.

[.sins.]

<<GAH! Whats happened?! Anyt ing major? Sorry i poofed this weekend.>>

[Nero Sparda]

{Everyone is in Limo almost at hotel I have Lucas open}