~ Ɔσʋитяʏ ˩σʌɛ ~ 1ϰ1

[careless reality]

" Ɯɛ ωɛяɛ ʏσʋиɢ, ωɛ ωɛяɛ ωιℓ∂, ωɛ ωɛяɛ яɛƨтℓɛƨƨ
Ħα∂ тσ ɢσ, нα∂ тσ ғℓʏ, нα∂ тσ ɢɛт αωαʏ
Ƭσσκ α cнαиcɛ σи тнαт ғɛɛℓιи'
Ɯɛ ωɛяɛ ℓσʌιи' вℓιи∂ вσя∂ɛяℓιиɛ ωяɛcκℓɛƨƨ
Ɯɛ ωɛяɛ ℓιʌιи' ғσя тнɛ мιиʋтɛ ωɛ ωɛяɛ ƨριииιи' ιи
βαвʏ ωɛ ωɛяɛ αℓσт σғ тнιиɢƨ, вʋт ωɛ ωɛяɛи'т cяαʓʏ "

[careless reality]

Ƥℓσт

City-life
That was all that she had ever known. She had never set for outside the city, she had never had a reason to leave the bright lights that were her stars and the shriek of car horns that was the song of her lullaby at night. It was all the girl knew - until the first day of the summer break when her parents decided that a sudden two week trip to the countryside of "beautiful" Kentucky would be better than the trip to Europe that the had decided upon the year before.
What was there that in the country that Europe didn't have?

[careless reality]

{James} · {19} · {Male} · {The country boy}

· {Basic } ·


{Full name} ·Stephen James Hartman.
{Nickname} ·Stephen, James, Jay, Jayman.
{Age || Date of Birth ||Place of Birth} ·19 || June 13 of 1993 || Paris, Kentucky
{Gender} ·Male

{On the outside}


{Physical Appearance} ·Ever since he was child, Stephen had a slender lean bulid much like a girl only without the beautiful curves that woman eventually got or the typically long hair. He was just thin and pretty with pale forget-me-not eyes surrounded by his delicate facial features and ear length black hair that curled slightly in humid conditions such as a warm summer night. But he was always just another pretty boy, and as he grew up he grew more jealous of the boys who got all the girls and attention of the teachers - he ignored the obvious love that his parents showered down upon their only son as he searched despirately for something that would get attention. He wasn't tall, he was of the average height of 5' 10", he wasn't the most handsome boy in the class, he wasn't consider handsome by many of the girls who loved the whole bad boy thing which he was not he loved his sweater vests and his striped cotton shirts, and he was definitely not considered rich, his family lived in a simple one floor apartment on the fringe of town that they rented from his mother's aunt who was traveling around Europe as many of the rich young did at the time. And he tried hard to be all those things, he would work for hours to get money so he could buy expensive clothes or the newest hot record. It was after the tragic death of his mother that he finally realized that he didn't need to be amply of those things to get attention. He just had to himself - the Stephen that his mother knew and loved for himself. His personality sky-rocketed and he became an almost unbearable kind of friendly - he smiled and opened doors for at all the ladies he passed, he began hanging out with the kids that were considered cool in school which is where his habit drinking is birthplace.
He finally had the attention he wanted - and it showed in the way he walked, the way he talked, in everything.
He was finally content with himself.
{Eye colour} ·His eyes are like dainty pale blue forget-me-not flowers. Gentle with an old-fashioned prettiness to the pale color, like a worn old blue rag that your mother simply refuses to get rid of because it all that remains of your baby blanket. They watch the world tick by slowly, desperate to inhale all the beautiful of the world.

{Hair colour} ·Like an dark black flame, his hair is always left to do whatever it pleases which seems to be trying to eat his eyebrows which disappear under his long blck hair.
{Height} ·Standing at 5 feet and 10 inches which converts to 1.80 meters, Stephen is considered - compared to many of the other men - short.
{Weight} ·He weighs in at about 55.8 kg which converted to pounds is 122 pounds.
{Ethnicity} ·Stephen has fair caucasian skin, tanned slightly from the time he spends outside.
{Body Modifications} ·On the tip of his nose there lays a thin scar from when as a child he had pushed through the screen door and fallen down, cutting up the little 4 year old Stephen's nose. As a small innocent child, he believed that he was going die because his nose was throbbing and would not stop bleeding - this was the first of many injuries he would get over the years.

· {What goes in your mind } ·

{Personality} ·Here
{Likes} ·List of likes; emotions, tastes, feelings...
{Dislikes} ·List of dislikes; emotions, feelings, tastes...








· {Family tree } ·

{History} ·Here
{Family} ·Father || Micheal Robert Hartman || Pride and joy
Mother || Deborah Susan Hartman || Over-protective mother hen
Older sister || Mary Linda Hartman || Occasional best friend

· {'Cos I'm messed up on you } ·


{Crush} ·He doesn't really know many of girls just yet.
{In a relationship with} ·He is not in an reletionship with anyone.
{Marriage Partner} ·He is not arranged for marriage at the time.
{Sexuality} ·He is heterosexual, he likes the ladies.

[dandelion love]

↳ [ I Live for Dreams | My Open Heart | Don't Forget Me | I'm Not A Blank Canvas ] ↲

► Nᴀᴍᴇ : April Lynn Perry
► Gᴇɴᴅᴇʀ : Female
► Aɢᴇ : Seventeen
► Bɪʀᴛʜᴅᴀʏ : December 2th
► Oʀɪᴇɴᴛᴀᴛɪᴏɴ : Straight

► Pᴇʀsᴏɴᴀʟɪᴛʏ : Uncaring. She hates talking to girls that hates losing a nail or a girl that always wears heels. She hates when people tells her that she needs help because she has a problem. She always tell them that they can suck it up and deal with it because it isn't their life. She doesn't care what people have to say about her because she knows who she is and will not change herself for other people.

Self-Centered. She has this little thought in her head that her world revolves around; well, her. She think of whats best for her, or what she thinks is best for her. She usually doesn't take anyone else's thought into mind. She usually doesn't think before she acts, so she can do some pretty stupid things.

Stubborn. She is very stubborn. She doesn't like to listen to people very well. She can hear you perfectly fine, but she hates thinking about other people's personal thoughts. She doesn't like to hear people out much. If someone told her to do something, she would most likely ignore them because she hates being told what to do. She also hates it when people tell her don't do something or that she can't do something. You tell her don't do something, she will most likely do it just to annoy you.

Opinionated. She tends to be quite loud with her opinions. She likes to always put her two cents in to something. She likes to say want she wants and likes to be heard. She doesn't care if people don't like what she has to say. They can just suck it up and listen to her. She only speaks the truth. She may be loud, annoying, self-centered, stubborn, and uncaring; but she isn't a lair.
► Hɪsᴛᴏʀʏ : She wasn't abandoned by her parents, but she wished she was. She never liked her parents. Ever since she was little, her parents were druggies, and drinkers. They constantly fought, and blamed April for things that never knew did wrong. They even blamed her for how bad their lives turned out.

So she was never really what you would call "loved". Even though she was an only child, she didn't get anything she wanted. She was never spoiled like any other normal only child. She never really opened up to anyone to let them inside her heart because she didn't want to get hurt. She didn't want to be like her parents.

When she was around fourteen, she started to smoke. Her parents didn't care because they didn't really ever care for her. They just let her go free, doing whatever she wanted to do. So by the time she was fifteen, she started to drink as well. So she was in the hole just like her parents, but she kept her grades up.

Everyone said that she needed help, but she would like to disagree. She had good grades in school, even though she was doing everything that she was doing. She didn't know why everything to them that she did was so wrong? What was wrong with relieving yourself through drinking and smoking. It just relieves her from the stress at home.

► Dᴇsᴄʀɪᴘᴛɪᴏɴ : Beautiful, Brown Eyes. She has beautiful, deep brown eyes that just stand out from the crowd. her eyes are not a hazel like with brown and green mixed, but dark brown eyes. Her color brown is very dark, but not dark enough to where you can't see her pupil.

Brunette. She has dark brunette hair that isn't highlighted or dyed. She prefers the more natural look, so she doesn't dye her hair. Her brunette hair flows down to the middle of her back. Her hair isn't curly, but it isn't completely straight either. It is straight in the beginning, but at the end it's wavy.

Lean Body Structure. he has a lean body, with curves in the right places. She is about five foot, and six inches. Yes she is pretty short, but you better not pick on her height. She weights about one hundred and ten pounds.

Piercings. She has her ears pierced, which has has it them done ever since she was ten. Though she had her friend do them instant of a professional. She also has her belly button pierced.

► Bɪʀᴛʜ Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛ(s) : Eric and Samantha Perry
► Aᴅᴏᴘᴛɪᴠᴇ Pᴀʀᴇɴᴛ(s) : --
► Sɪʙʟɪɴɢ(s) : Only Child.
► Pᴇᴛ(s) : None, she doesn't like pets that much. They are so much work.
► Cʀᴜsʜ : --
► Bᴏʏғʀɪᴇɴᴅ : --

[dandelion love]

A ᴘ ʀ ɪ ʟ
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"Tʀᴜsᴛ ɢᴇᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɢᴇᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴀʟ ɢᴇᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ."

April had been told she was going to Europe for the summer. Paradise is what had came to this girl's mind. She couldn't wait, but she noticed on the plane ride that it had been short from New York; then they were taking their red Porsche. Her parents had told her not to look out the window until they were there, so she slept the entire ride. While she was sleeping, she felt the car come to a stop. Her beautiful, deep brown eyes fluttered open softly. She looked at her parents with a huge smile. She then put her hand on the door handle, and pulled inward on the handle as she swung it open. She stepped out of the car and threw her hands in the air.

"Hello Europe!" When she opened her eyes once again, she was horrified. Her mouth dropped wide open. All she saw was a field with a cow in it that twitched it's ear and let out a rather loud 'moo'. She looked at her parents and heard them laughed softly, "This isn't Europe! This better be a joke! I can not live like this for two weeks!" Her parents looked at her sharply, and told her that it wasn't a joke. Then they had told her where they were at- And we all know how hard it must be for her to even heard the words; much less be in the state.

"Kentucky?! You have to be kidding me! You guys must want me to kill myself! I can't live here- Even only for two weeks!" Her parents told her that they honestly didn't care what she thought about the vacation. They told her they didn't have enough money for Europe like they were suppose too. She was furious at this point and demanded to go back now. She knew she rather stay in New York than be in this place. "This place literally stinks..." She mumbled to herself. She didn't want to be here. Who actually would want to live here, she asked herself silently. Definitely not anyone that wants a social life, she answered her own question mentally.

She heard her parents that they still had a little bit before they actually arrived to the small little town, so she had to get back into the car. She glared at them and then the cow, "Surprised that you have been sober for this long," Only to have her father shout at her. She spent the entire hour pouting about the trip.

She felt the car come to a stop. She then instantly unbuckled and got out of the car. She got out, and looked at her outfit. She had been wearing a designer dress and matching brown heels. She smirked. "Yup, I am the best looking one in this whole state... It's official." She held her head up high, like she was better than anyone else. As she walked, she stepped into some farm's dirt and screamed because her heel had gotten stuck in the dirt; while the fresh dirt was filling into her shoe.

She noticed there were young guys staring at her like she was stupid. Especially this one male that had shaggy black hair and light blue eyes. "What?! You hillbillies haven't seen a girl get stuck in dirt? Or you haven't seen such designer clothes?! Well thanks to your stupid dirt, my heel is ruined!" She heard them starting to laugh at her. which only made this brunette madder than what she already was. She wasn't going to stand for this.

[careless reality]

The old grey ford pick up rolled up the gravel road violetly spitting rocks out from under it's spinning wheels at rapid speeds. Then it came to a jerking stop when pressure was applied to the touchy breaks. A surprised Matt was tossed forward against the steering wheel as well as the year old Aussie who crashed into the window with a thump and a surprised yelp which James heard from the window he had rolled down to let the wind breath some cool air into the air condition-less ford. James lifted the lock on the corner pf the door up before forcing open the unwilling truck's door. Walking as fast as his long stride could carry him James came to the back of the truck and let the dog out who leap out before the gate had even been lowered down all the way. " I'm sorry Ellie, next time you won't ride in the back. "

" Hey James! " The voice James recognized as his long time best friend, Taylor, and grinned as he turned to greet the young man as his friend leapt from atop the brick wall he sat on along with a few others that Matt recognizes as guys from school. Taylor, who would kill anybody that called him anything but his middle name John, embraced his friend in a respect and non gay half hug before he turned to look at the Aussie mutt that was sniffing the tire of a nearby car. " What cha doin' with Ellie? " He asked like the ever curious child that John was.

" Oh, nothing. I just thought I'd take her along with me. " James said as he called for his dog to come back to him. With a hesitant glance back the way the Aussie had been exploring she trotted back to her master who ruffled the blue grey dappled fur on her thick head. James looked up from the dog's deep chocolately brown eyes to his friend as the two of them pulled theirselves up onto the tailgate of the ford pick-up. " So what are you up to- "

His words were cut off by the appearance of a girl proclaiming quite loudly how good looking she was as she exited the car with a couple who James mused to be her parents. This got the attention of James and john who stared at the new girl. It plain as daylight that this girl was not from anywhere around Kentucky, perhaps not even for the U.S. She wore a lively lime green and white dress with a tied belt around her slender waist. Instead of boots or plain sneakers she wore tall brown heels which in a second were covered in dirt as she stumbled from the concrete into a grass less patch of dirt beside the sidewalk.

Then the dark haired teens fiery gaze was locked on the two best friends who sat in on the tailgate of James' hand-me-down pick-up and she immediately began her assault which only brought amused grins to the two boy's faces as she called the pair of them hillbillies. James watched as his friend launched himself from the truck bed and approached the pretty-faced girl. James watched as his mischievous friend with a playful smirk playing on his lips bowed himself down to her like a humble butler, " Oh I am very sorry Miss, allow myself to dispose of them. " Before a word could be uttered John bent down and pulled the heels off, the boy spun and bolted off after chucking the heel to James who barely caught the designor shoe which flew over his head.

Ellie yipped with excitement at the game that John and bolted after the boy who had disappeared among the mob of boys scrambling to get far from the now one shoed girl. James called for her Ellie and started after her when he realized he still held the girl's shoe who was probably glaring at him now. He turned his forget-me-not colored gaze to her and waited for the hell he knew was coming his way due to his friend.

[dandelion love]

A ᴘ ʀ ɪ ʟ
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"Tʀᴜsᴛ ɢᴇᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɢᴇᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴀʟ ɢᴇᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ."

April was furious as the boys had started laughing at her. She couldn't believe the nervous of them. Then one had came over and bowed to her, then took her heel before she could even say a single word. She hoped he knew that, that shoe was worth more money than he will ever have in his life. She looked at her parents, "You wanted to come to his d*mn hillbilly, h*ll hole! You are the ones who is damaging my clothing! Your the ones that will be paying for everything!" The pretty brunette snapped at her parents. "Europe would have been so much better than this stupid place with a bunch of rednecks!"

The girl could have kept on going without any trouble, but she stopped herself. She was going to focus on the boy that had her shoe. She took of her other heel, so she wasn't walking lop-sided. She walked herself over to where James was. She glared at him as if he had killed someone or something. "I would just like you to know that, that shoe; is the most expensive thing you held in your life." She told him strictly. She then pulled the shoe out of his hand.

She then over to the red vehicle and put the heels on the ground. She went through some of the bags. She sat down on the seat and wiped her foot off with a rag. She then looked at her shoes. She found a trash bag to put them in and tied it so the dirt wouldn't come off. She would have to find shoes that would match her outfit. She brushed her dark brunette hair from her deep brown eyes. For now she just put on her designer green flip-flops.

April looked at the boy and approached him once again, "I swear if you or your friend comes near me again- Well, let's just say you wouldn't want to know the consequences." She crossed her arms over her chest. She couldn't believe she was now in a state filled with morons. She then looked at his dog, who wasn't every bog; then back up at him. "Another thing, you might want to get rid of the rat." She said to him, she looked around for the house she was going to be staying at. She looked at her parents, and they were already loading to a house. Much less did she know, her house was right next to the redneck that had been with his friend.

[careless reality]

The only thing James did in responce to the harsh meaningless words that flooded from the lipstick stained lips of the sour girl was a mere roll of his eyes. He watched as she stormed from his truck back to the red Porsche with her newly retrieved shoe which she threw in a trash bag along with its twin, she threw a few curses at her parents who did nothing but ignore the pr*ssed girl. And before James knew it she was back like an annoying head ache that just refused go away.

The nineteen year old watched her with nothing but amusement and a curiosity in those dull blue eyes that he had inherited from his God loving mother. James prayed to this God now mentally, praying that this poor girl would learn a lesson or two while she was here - and he also might have thrown in a word or two asking for her to get her wish - and leave sooner of not today.

He had zoned out, ignoring the waterfall of insults that seemed to pour endlessly from her never stopping lip. But then suddenly she was looking at his dog who had crawled into the shadows of the tailgate below James' feet. The dog stared at the girl as she looked at her, her grey dappled tail wagging at he sudden attention she was getting from the girl. And Ellie's tail continued its assault on the dirt even after the girl had switched her gaze up to James only to insult his dog. That was when he had had it. He slide off the tail gate to tower over the girl. Though he was short compared to plenty of the guys around town compared to her his 5' 10" was about five inches taller.

" What did you say? " He growled as the dog lunge out of the shadows to stand beside James, she looked up at him with a lopsided grin. He feathery tail beat against the rough fabric of his work jeans which were covered in day old mud which he hadn't had time to pick off yet. " I came can say whatever the he*ll you want about me but if you dare say another word about my friends or my dog you will wake up to find yourself floating down a river. "

He of course did not mean what he said, he wasn't that kind of boy. But in the heat of the moment with rage burning in his plae blue yes he would say anything to shut the girl up before she said something she would really regret.

[dandelion love]

A ᴘ ʀ ɪ ʟ
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"Tʀᴜsᴛ ɢᴇᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ᴋɪʟʟᴇᴅ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ɢᴇᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴜʀᴛ ᴀɴᴅ ʙᴇɪɴɢ ʀᴇᴀʟ ɢᴇᴛs ʏᴏᴜ ʜᴀᴛᴇᴅ."

April watched him jump of the whatever that had been attached to the end of the truck. She watched as he walked up close to her, to the point he was towering her about five or four inches. Her deep brown eyes looked at him, as a smirked had spread on her lips. "Great, whatever gets me out of this little, unimportant state!" She shouted at him, she was sick of him already. She looked at her house and then at the boy.

"I would say it was a pleasure to me you, but it would be lying." She walked away towards her ranch house that was sitting right beside the boy she had been talking to. She went up to her bedroom, and saw about five suite cases sitting there waiting for her. She would have her parents unpack for her, but right now. She needed to find a new outfit to wear, since the stupid boys decided they were going to ruin brand new shoes that she had gotten for Europe; but of course they had brought her here instead.

She changed into a pink and white dress. It was white on the upper half, and then it was pink from under the chest and down; then it had a white over lay that had a flower pattern on it. Then she had light pink heels that had a flower on it to match the flower pattern on her dress. She then looked out of her window, and all she saw was a side of the house next door and a window to a bedroom. She sighed softly. "Great, not even a good view."

After an hour, the brunette walked down the stairs and looked at her parents. She then walked out the door. She avoided the dirt this time, as she walked onto the old, wore out road. She brushed her hand though her dark brunette hair. April didn't know what to do, because it was such a same town. Does it even have a mall, she asked herself silently. Or even a Wal-Mart in that case, she added mentally. She saw a few people look at her like she was crazy, but she should have been the ones staring at them.

[careless reality]

" Whatever, " James spit in the direction of the fiery princess as she pranced off into her little caste, her green and white dress swaying with each model-like step she took forward. But James did not even cast a measly glance in her direction as he spun to face his ancient truck. He stepped forward taking eith him the tailgate in his hands and slammed the the thing as hard as possible to lock its into its proper position. He then came around to the front where he opened the grey paint chipped door open and hopped into the cab of the truck. The cracked lather seats of his old pickup greeted him with squeaks as the full weight of James' 120 pounds pressed down upon the springs buried in the cushions of the seats. It was a comforting sound, a sound he had grown used to after having the car for nearly three years.

A whine caught the nineteen year old's distant attention and he glanced down at the dog that stood with her tiny paws pressed down on the metal foot step. " I'm have no clue how someone could confuse you for a rat. " James muttered to the dog who just wagged her feather-y tail in the puppy like way that was never absent of her thin collie frame. With a click of his tounge, James called Ellie up into the cab.

She leap up into his lap, and with a gentle shove to her hindquarters, crawled over gap between the seats into the passenger seat where she settled down immediately. James glanced over at his dog once then slammed the door shut and started the engine. He pulled out of the parking spot and started down the road.

[[ - you'll have to work with this cause I'm too tired to add to it -.- - ]]