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[prince of heart]

Schedule
1- Statistics
2-Anatomy
3-English
4-Latin
5-Economics
6-Lunch
7-Swimming
8- Band
Tutors MWF

Hunter "Bee" Captor
18
Female
Aquarius
Traits;
Hard working
Agressive
Intelligent
Theme song-
Turn off the lights by P!ATD

Meet Hunter "Bee" Captor. This girl is often known for practically killing herself between school, jobs, sports, and attempting a social life. While she and her bed are barely acquainted, the coffee and energy drink aisles of her local store are practically and essential. What few people know is why she over works herself like this however. Hunter comes from an emotionally abusive and manipulated mother and a emotionally neglectful father. They have been faring for themselves since a very young, which has forced them into growing up extremely fast. While most people focus on her insane schedule, Hunter also is extremely intelligent, and is desperately hoping for as many scholar ships as she can get so that she can go to college.

Favorite quote; morituri te salutamus - those about to die salute you
Looks- tall, dark blonde, blue eyes, swimmers body
Body mods- This was a gift from her cousin on her 18th birthday

[punkaliens]

{{I just watched Scott Pilgrim vs The World and I thought it was strange yet extremely entertaining...}}

[crush;]

((oh my gosh, I love it. cx we'll be starting soon, I just gotta get the first post all typed up, okay guys?))

[~stories untold.]

(Sounds great! c:)

[punkaliens]

{{Cool beans}}

[prince of heart]

(bump?)

[crush;]

tagged; ||| doing; going to the party ||| feeling; insecure
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ｊａ ｃ ｋ 'ᴄ ᴏ ɴ ᴛ ʀ ᴏ ʟ' ｐｉ ｎ ｎ ｉ ｃ ｋ

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{I am so sorry guys, I've just kind of been going through a lot lately and it's really hard for me to do literally anything, especially rp}

Jack sighed and looked at himself in the mirror, studying the way his hair had dried wavy and how painfully prominent the usually faint, light scar on his left cheekbone was tonight. He checked his phone again to see if any of his friends had sent something in their group message, but to no avail. Nothing. Zip. Zero. Looks like he's just gonna have to look for them when he gets there, that is if they're even going. The teen readjusted his red flannel and ran his fingers through his messy, wavy hair before deciding that this was as good as it was going to get. "MOM. I'M GOING TO THE THING NOW. WHEN ALT COMES HOME TELL HIM THAT IF HE SO MUCH AS TOUCHES MY GUITAR I'LL SKIN HIM, 'KAY?" He shouted, not bothering to walk over to where his mother was to tell her like a normal human being. "Mmkay. Don't do anything I would do. Stay safe. No crazy stuff, your dad was just kidding the other day when he said--"
"YEAH MOM, OKAY." He said quickly, cutting her off. The last time Jack went to a party, 15-year-old Cyrus thought it'd be fun to screw around with his guitar, resulting in $1200 down the drain and a hospital visit. Maybe his brother should stick to the bass, like usual... Control shook the thought off and sighed, grabbing his keys and pushing his beaten-up old wallet into his back pocket. Sliding into the ripped driver's seat of his junky old van, he entertained the idea of meeting up with Val there, and sitting by the wall with her instead of actually doing anything you're supposed to do at a party. Or Denny. It's been a while since he's seen Denny, and he misses their epic bromance. Jackson was so deep in thought about his friends that he almost didn't realize it when he pulled onto the right street, lined with car after car. The night was a thick, inky black and the bitter wind caught his breath, making it visible as he walked up to the porch and let himself in. Looking around, it seemed impossible to find anyone in this mess of drunken teenagers. Some poser redneck kid shoved Jack as he passed, almost making him fall. Why, again, did I come to this?

[punkaliens]

C h r i s_H u d s o n
doing; going to the party.xxmood; happy.xxtagged; Jackxxcrush; Karina.

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Chris finished buttoning his shirt, sighing. He was content, with the satisfaction that he's going to see his best friends in the entire world tonight, and maybe even get to dance with Karina...Nah, he thought, she'd probably be dancing with someone else... Chris gazed in the mirror at his lanky reflection. He was wearing a dark purple shirt, black jeans, and grey Chuck Taylors, his hair was gelled neatly, and he couldn't be more confident with how he looked.
He stuffed a couple dollar bills and his phone in his pockets before heading towards the door, shouting for anyone who cared, "I'm going to a party with my friends. I'll be home around one or so." He got a grunt of approval from his dad, who was sprawled out on the sofa, watching crappy TV with a beer in his hand, as always.
Upon arriving at the party, Chris spotted Jack, relieved to see a familiar face, and made his way over to him. "Thank God, I was starting to get worried that I'd been ditched on." he sighed and gazed over the crowd of intoxicated children.
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[~stories untold.]

Hey guys I'll have up a post soon! I'm in school and in the middle of class but it'll be up by tonight!)

[punkaliens]

{{umm...guys, I really like this rp, and I don't really want it to die this quickly }}