This is life -Romance (Accepting and kinda needs girls)

[lady windle.]

[ @Brink -- I am bored and wondered if maybe one of your lads could run into tucker? or vise versa? ]

[xiao.]

{Yeah.. Brock can meet her if you want.}

[lady windle.]

[ works with me c: ]

Tucker Drix ↴
Tucker ; Eighteen Years Old ; Tagged - no one ; Mood – Relaxed ; Crush – no one ; Task - Trying to find the Zoo

❝The las was simply terrible at directions when it came to being around a place that she did not know. She took in a deep breath of the air as she stood just outside the apartment building staring down at her phone. "This should not be this hard Tucker... why can't you figure this out"? She presses buttons her phone and she sighs again nipping at her lip and fixing her purse on her shoulder and tucker her sketch book back under her arm. Why couldn't she find a zoo? She had heard it was so big and you couldn't miss it if you tried.

[xiao.]

Brock eventually got bored of laying at the bottom of the staircase, so he quickly got to his feet, looking around. He sighed and scratched the back of his head as he slipped his phone from his pocket and started walking to the stairs that lead to the lobby of the hotel.

[lady windle.]

Tucker Drix ↴
Tucker ; Eighteen Years Old ; Tagged - Brock ; Mood – Annoyed ; Crush – no one ; Task - GAH!

❝She pushed her phone back into her purse and glared around the streets someone around here was bond to know where this thing was and if she didn't find well there were plenty of days that she could go there. She pushed her hair out of her face and began to make her way down the streets when she spotted a hotel, well they must of been here awhile, right? She shrugged and grabbed at the door yanking it open but as she did a man come out and they collided she stumbled backwards dropping her sketch book on the ground pencils and pens and some loose sketches falling out of her book. She didn't even look up at the man. "I am so sorry, I am so out of my element.." She started to try and quickly gather her items.

[xiao.]

Brock almost shouted as he fell backwards, landing on his back. He sighed and stood up, mumbling and shaking his head.
"Its fine.." he muttered, looking at the girl that jad bumped into him with icy blue eyes.

[lady windle.]

Tucker Drix ↴
Tucker ; Eighteen Years Old ; Tagged - Brock ; Mood – GAH! ; Crush – no one ; Task - Not be stupid

❝Slopply she crammed her papers back into her note book and pencils as well her eyes finally flicked up to look at the man she had nearly plowed right over. "Are you alright?" she was a clutz and that was for sure and this was no way to meet people that lived around you. Straightening herself up and taking in a deep breath she made eye contact with the lad and she shocked by his bright ice blue eyes, she looked away. "I-um- I am so lost." she spoke to herself but also aloud to whom ever would listen..

[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."

[xiao.]

Brock nodded and stared at her, tilting his head slightly. He sighed and looked away for a momemt before looling back at her. "Lost..? Where are you tryin' to go?" he asked blankly.

[lady windle.]

Tucker Drix ↴
Tucker ; Eighteen Years Old ; Tagged - Brock ; Mood – Awkward..? ; Crush – no one ; Task - Make a Convo

❝Her eyes looked away from him and down at her feet and at the messed up papers that were tucked into her notebook at his point and that was starting to annoy her a bit. Her eyes flicked back at him and she sighed. "Well, I was trying to go to the zoo but at this point I am over it, and now I am just wanting to go anywhere that isn't my room" She gives him a small smile trying to lighten the mood between them. "Do you know any place that isn't to far and isn't hard to get too. Unlike the maps say they are all easy to get to and not far away" She rolled her eyes and peered back up at Brock.