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[compulsive]

[[ Oh, Okay. ]]

[je t'aime]

[[ Oh, Okay. ]]

{Lol, sorry about that. It completely slipped my mind when I was making this :$}

[liz-]

OOC: Joining and i'd like to make a girl :3

[compulsive]

[[ Nah, it's alright. ]]

[je t'aime]

OOC: Joining and i'd like to make a girl :3

{Yay, thanks!}

[Smamm]

Bentley Ryan

Fingering his phone numbly, Bent listened as his brother explained his reasoning behind not remembering the girl; his sister. He felt a pang of sympathy for Lucas, not remembering all of his siblings; being pried from them and his mother at such a young age, but an age old enough to recall everything. Bentley had been taken from his original mother, but he was but a baby at the time, and so as far as he was concerned, Amelia was his mother. The thought made him feel awkward, that his real mother was not the one he lived with, making him twine his index finger around and around this headphones cord. That was something Bent did when feeling awkward or on the spot; he twiddled with things, most likely his headphone cord as he almost always had them on him.

While in the middle of his explanation, Paisley walked by and distanced herself from her brothers. The teen found this odd; why was she acting as if they were complete strangers? He shrugged off the thought, and replaced it with the assumption she just didn’t feel like talking at the moment. We all had those kinds of days, and Bent completely understood. Either that or she was mad at them, which he prayed was not the case. The last thing he needed was his sister mad at him. It always made him feel guilty, having someone mad at him. It made Bentley feel like he had let them down, done something wrong to hurt their feelings; and there was nothing more Bent hated than hurting someone else.

As Lucas throughout his idea for an adventure over to the other house, their sister Ella walked out and sat beside them with a mug. As soon as she set it down, Bentley stretched across her and nabbed up the cup of something he had no idea. He silently hope it was coffee, but he needed to just take a leap of faith and take a sip before his sister took it back. He set it down before she could protest, and let the warm tasty liquid pour down his throat. It was hot chocolate, not coffee, but Bent was just fine with hot chocolate as he was with coffee. Letting out a sigh of pleasure, and flashing a sly smile at Ella playfully, he agreed to Lucas’s plot. ”Sounds good to me. There’s not much else to do…”

Hopping up, rearing and ready to go, Bent turned to wait for Lucas. Before his brother joined him, little lily came popping out to say hello. Bentley adored his youngest sister, finding her just simply precious and adorable. I mean, come on, asking how they slept?; that was purely adorable. Bentley crack a loving smile and answered, Morning Lily! Wanna come meet the neighbors with us?” he invited her, knowing she was probably bored to death with nothing to do at the moment. Of course, if she’d rather go watch cartoons or something like that, he wouldn’t object. Under different circumstances, Bentley would have probably joined her for some Saturday cartoons. Even as a teen Bent preferred cartoons over news; they just never got old.

Bent glanced over his shoulder to see the girl continuing down her walkway, seemingly unaware of the neighbors creeping next door. He was itching to get over there and meet her, but why he wasn’t sure. He was usually that kind of person that didn’t go out of his way to meet new people.

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Notes: Oh shush, your post was wonderful. c:
Other:

[flufferpie]

Ella grinned at him and stood up. "Hey, mind if I come with you guys?" She said. She had nothing else to do and she had been wondering about the people next door. Maybe there was someone there who she could hang out with or something. Or maybe someone she already knew from school. All the different possibilities floating around her head made her all the more anxious.

[owl,]

pai
i chuckle and listen to the tree branches quiver in the wind. i stand up streaching no use pretending im a super spy right? the thought makes me double over laughing, becuase for some reason, today i was giggley. i wave at bently "im going next door, k?" my original plan had been to sneak over, hence the reason for jumping out my window, but plan b would work just fine. i look back over at him maybe he wanted to come...? "bent wanna come with me?" i yell over to him, slipping my phone into my shirt. i didnt have any pockets and i really didnt care what anyone thought about where i kept my phone. its mine, they should worry about their phones.

daniel
i wanlkedout ontho the porch and yanwed, looking next door

[liz-]

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[If any of my pictures is a celebrity, tell me and i'll change]
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Full Name: Elizabeth Marie Jackson
Age: 18
Birthday: October 15
Gender: Girl
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Eye Color: Blue, but with a few greyish and green streaks
Hair Color: Light Blonde
Height: 5'4
Weight: 95 pounds
Build: Not too fat, but not too thin. Kind of short.
Body Modifications: A tattoo and a piercing
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Personality: Effy is a kind-of-normal girl. She tries to be happy all the time. Obviousily, that does not happen. She is very gentle and kind to every single person, but she can be really mean in fights or whenever she needs to. If she got a crush on you, you can tell by the way she acts. She will try and annoy you and might be very bubbly,stubborn and playful. That is not hard to happen. Otherwise, she might be very shy at first, even trying to be friendly. If she sees that you're not okay, she'll try to make you happier. When she gets sad, she might laugh and hide it. She does not want the others feeling sad for her. Effy does not care how you are. If you are kind and nice, she'll be too. She doesn't really care about what others think about her, tough.
Your Opinion?: What is your opinion on the new family moving in?"I think they're great and i hope they will accept me. I'll try to be patient and remember the rules."
History: "I was born in a small city. I don't remember much about my childhood, but i remember when my parents got divorced. I tought it was all my fault. I started to go out and come home drunk. Thet was my mom's limit, but yes, everything got better. I had a few broken hearts and dreams but i'm okay now."
Parents: "Mark Jackson and now Amelia Ryan"
Siblings: "Bentley, Lucas, Ella, Kallee, Kiara, Paisley, Lauren and Lillian"
Crush: "None"
Boyfriend: "Nah ah"
Fiance: "Nah"
Married: "I don't plan on having one so soon"
Pregnant: "Nope"
Kids: "Obviousily no"
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Car: Clicky
Phone: Clicky
Pet: "None right now, but planning on having a kitten"
Other: "No"

[je t'aime]

Lily;
Trying to see out the window, as too who my brothers were talking about, I took up the opportunity, "yes yes yes!" I said excitedly, jumping up and down and clapping my hands. Looking at my , I smiled and ran upstairs, "wait for me!" I shouted, running into my room and finding clothes to change into. a few minutes later, I returned back downstairs. Purple t-shirt, , and cowgirl boots, all in place. I smiled at my brothers, "I'm ready!" I said, tugging on the ends of my shirt.