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[Morningstar0808]

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C h a s e B a r k e r
The Arrogant Jock
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age ;; Eighteen
tagged ;; Vegas
location ;; At the party
type ;; Jock
friends ;; Finn
enemies ;; Nobody yet...
crush ;; Nobody yet...
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Chase smiled when he noticed the slight blush in her cheeks. “Old thing eh?” He smiled “It looks amazing to me…. But then again, what doesn’t look good on you Vegas?” He settled down on the couch next to her, still with an arrogant smile on his face. He watched as she turned away in embarrassment every time she spoke. His gaze softened slightly, he knew that she was always slightly conscious of her accent. Chase took a breath, he couldn’t start being all soft and sympathetic like this… He had tried that before and it just ended with him at the bottom of the social ladder. He looked up and saw that Vegas was glancing away from him, he looked towards the direction where she was looking and narrowed his eyes slightly as he saw Robert standing by the kitchen window. He knew that this flirting thing was only a game between him and Vegas but he still felt a pang of jealousy.

[Monster.]

[ Quinn ]

Tagged; Open
Location; out side the house
Crush; ya no
Outfit; xXxX

She glanced her blue green eyes around and pouted a little. She pulled it back in and pushed her lips into a thin line. She looked around again and walked inside after opening up the patio door. Running a hand through her far to long blondish brown hair pulling it over one side over her shoulder. As the music hit her ears she cringed a little. She didn't wanna be here any more then most kids wanted to. Although most kids actually wanted to be here, she only came because her mom wanted her to make friends. She hadn't made any friends since the moved here last summer and she always was on the computer, Xbox, ps3. You know really, guy stuff. She rubbed her eyes tiredly, happy she didn't ever were make up nor had she ever. She wanted to be Vegas, well not her, but you know like her. Able To walk up To a boy and flirt with him only to tell him he weren't her type. She wouldn't mind being at least a tiny bit like her.

[akiyama]

ＲＯＢＥＲＴ. }}

the world and the way it makes you feel afraid.

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doing ;; talking to lyra
tagged ;; lyra
relationships ;; friends with lyra,
crush on vegas
wearing ;; ripped jeans and
a band t shirt of a band he doesn't
listen to.

Robert averted his gaze from Vegas as Lyra sat
down next to him. He didn't reply to her at first, instead
choosing to gaze out the window at the group on the
front porch, a bunch of people he vaguely knew and had never
cared to get to know better. He snubbed out his cigarette on his
jeans, not wanting to stain the pristine kitchen counter. After
a moment, he looked over to Lyra, bracing his arm against the counter.
"Hey," he said, resisting the urge to grab another cigarette from the pack nestled in the back of his jeans. The
cops would show up eventually, like they always did, and he'd rather they not catch him redhanded. Not that they'd
do anything, when everybody else was drunk off their hind ends, but if his mom ever found out, she'd have a hernia.
"You sure we should say hi?" He let his gaze flicker towards Vegas and Chase for a moment, and the obvious flirting
between them,"Wouldn't want to interrupt anything," Robert said, a bit sarcastically. Almost everything
made him jealous, and he wasn't exactly good at hiding it. He hoped Lyra wouldn't mind. She was one of
the only people he cared to be friends with, and he didn't want to annoy her, not when he was trying to look
cool and busy and popular (even if he wouldn't admit to himself that that was, in fact, what he was doing).

[Jinhwan - LEFT]

Ƴσʋ κиσω Ɩ'м иσт σиɛ тσ вяɛακ ρяσмιƨɛƨ
Ɩ ∂σи'т ωαит тσ нʋят ʏσʋ вʋт Ɩ иɛɛ∂ тσ вяɛαтнɛ
Δт тнɛ ɛи∂ σғ ιт αℓℓ, ʏσʋ'яɛ ƨтιℓℓ мʏ вɛƨт ғяιɛи∂
βʋт тнɛяɛ'ƨ ƨσмɛтнιиɢ ιиƨι∂ɛ тнαт Ɩ иɛɛ∂ тσ яɛℓɛαƨɛ
Ɯнιcн ωαʏ ιƨ яιɢнт, ωнιcн ωαʏ ιƨ ωяσиɢ
Ħσω ∂σ Ɩ ƨαʏ тнαт Ɩ иɛɛ∂ тσ мσʌɛ σи
Ƴσʋ κиσω ωɛ'яɛ нɛα∂ɛ∂ ƨɛραяαтɛ ωαʏƨ

Δи∂ ιт ғɛɛℓƨ ℓικɛ Ɩ αм ʝʋƨт тσσ cℓσƨɛ тσ ℓσʌɛ ʏσʋ
Ƭнɛяɛ'ƨ иσтнιиɢ Ɩ cαи яɛαℓℓʏ ƨαʏ
Ɩ cαи'т ℓιɛ иσ мσяɛ, Ɩ cαи'т нι∂ɛ иσ мσяɛ
Ǥσт тσ вɛ тяʋɛ тσ мʏƨɛℓғ
Δи∂ ιт ғɛɛℓƨ ℓικɛ Ɩ αм ʝʋƨт тσσ cℓσƨɛ тσ ℓσʌɛ ʏσʋ
Ƨσ Ɩ'ℓℓ вɛ σи мʏ ωαʏ

Ƴσʋ'ʌɛ ɢιʌιи' мɛ мσяɛ тнαт Ɩ cαи яɛтʋяи
Ƴɛт тнɛяɛ'ƨ ƨσ мʋcн тнαт ʏσʋ ∂ɛƨɛяʌɛ
Иσтнιиɢ тσ ƨαʏ, иσтнιиɢ тσ ∂σ,
Ɩ'ʌɛ иσтнιиɢ тσ ɢιʌɛ
Ɩ мʋƨт ℓιʌɛ ωιтнσʋт ʏσʋ
Ƴσʋ κиσω ωɛ'яɛ нɛα∂ɛ∂ ƨɛραяαтɛ ωαʏƨ

Δи∂ ιт ғɛɛℓƨ ℓικɛ Ɩ αм ʝʋƨт тσσ cℓσƨɛ тσ ℓσʌɛ ʏσʋ
Ƭнɛяɛ'ƨ иσтнιиɢ Ɩ cαи яɛαℓℓʏ ƨαʏ
Ɩ cαи'т ℓιɛ иσ мσяɛ, Ɩ cαи'т нι∂ɛ иσ мσяɛ
Ǥσт тσ вɛ тяʋɛ тσ мʏƨɛℓғ
Δи∂ ιт ғɛɛℓƨ ℓικɛ Ɩ αм ʝʋƨт тσσ cℓσƨɛ тσ ℓσʌɛ ʏσʋ
Ƨσ Ɩ'ℓℓ вɛ σи мʏ ωαʏ




Ƭσσ Ɔℓσƨɛ - Δℓɛϰ Ɔℓαяɛ

Kathryn is quiet around people she doesn't know, but loves having a good laugh and doing silly and random stuff with her close friends. The spotlight is not her place, she blushes whenever she signs in front of other people, and she'd rather follow than be the leader. Kathryn is very modest, even though her parents are rich and she is a able to afford designer clothing she doesn't. She is in the shy, creative and elusive clique. She is happy most of the time, and tries not to get mad, but when that happens, she'd rather not sign until the anger is gone. She thinks hating someone is useless, though she can be resentful of some people, Kathryn always tries to see the positive side of everything and is optimistic most of the time, though she can be highly negative and sarcastic on a bad day. Something else you should watch out for on an especially bad day is her short fuse. She has been known to snap when angry or wanting to be left alone.

Currently, Kathryn's love life is pretty complicated at the moment. Recently, her boyfriend cheated on her with a popular girl. Rumors have spread to her that they got drunk and "did the deed". Some people claim she's only fat, but the huge belly people have seen, is definitely a sign that she might be pregnant. Both her ex and his girlfriend deny it, but Kathryn's smart enough to know what is truly right and what is false information. Her ex begged forgiveness, but to keep it short and sweet, Kathryn's single. Currently, Kathryn is not looking for a relationship, and probably will not for awhile. If you haven't realized already, she is straight. What she hates most about dating, most people only date her for her looks not her personality. It makes her seem worthless. Dating is pretty much out of the question for Kathryn, but after getting over her recent break up she may be able to date someone, to wrap things up.

"Look honey" a young woman in her thirties whispered to her son, "that's gonna be your new sister." The day was like any others, just a misty morning in the urban city of San Francisco. A loud whine escaped from the boy's throat "But, I don't want a sister!" The sunny smile plastered on the face of the woman seemed to deteriorate at her son's comment. "Not now, but in a few years you will, Aaron" the woman held the picture of their soon to be daughter in her hand a little tighter. "Daddy would be so happy" her smile completely vanished as she thought of her husband. Has it been two? No three weeks. Three weeks since her husband has been killed by the drunk driver on his way to work. Tears started to appear in her eyes, don't think about it. She had never cried in front of her son and wouldn't start today. Quickly, she dried her tears. Today was the final day of the adoption process, bringing her home. Kathryn was a quiet baby, small for her age weighing in at only 6 pounds. The parents called her a miracle baby, because when she was born, Kathryn's mother was to weak to give birth. A cesarean section has been authorized, but when her belly had been cut open and unexpected problem had arisen. A organ had somehow moved to cover the uterus-area. After nine straight hours of complicated surgery procedures, Kathryn had finally arrived. Due to organ failure, her mother didn't come out of the hospital. Kathryn's father was devastated, and put Kathryn up for adoption. Now three months old, Kathryn was being brought home by a loving family. That was fifteen years ago.

[Agent Cooper]

name ;; Mysaren Theodore
age ;; 18
location ;; in front of house
tagged ;; none

"SOMEONE OPEN THE DOOR" I finally yelled angrily, knocking on the door angrily. "I'VE BEEN WAITING OUT HERE FOR LIKE 5 MINUTES!!" I rested my head on the door and groaned. This was bull. Was the music that loud? The door was locked, so I couldn't even get in. Jesus christ, this was taking way too long. Maybe I could go around to a window or something? Nah, that'd seem most def creepy. I don't blame you for being you, but you can't blame me for hating it... Blared in my headphones as I turned around and leaned on the door, trying to not look at whats her name. Yvonne or something, maybe? God, she was hot. Was she into girls though? Probably not. That was my love life in a nutshell. I only had one significant other my entire life, and then I had to move to this stupid country. I ran my hand through my hair and groaned.

[Monster.]

[ Quinn ]

Tagged; Open
Location; out side the house
Crush; ya no
Outfit; xXxX

Showeing up fashionably late was not what he Rory had planned to do but his step mom had a different idea. She was making him clean and crap. Boring! He walked into the house past a couple of people chatting and looked around sighing a little bit. Running a rough hand through his hair he pulled at the jeans that say low on his waist he didn't bother pulling the pants up he decided the would be ok with a little bit of sag. The crossed was almost impossible to move through to get into the living room. Were I saw Vegas. I decided to walk over and thank her. "Hey Vegas, chase." He Said nodding in his direction. "Nice party so far." I said to her and looked around putting my hands in my pockets.

[Brittle]

❝ ｓｃｏｕｔ ｋｙｌｅｒｓ ❞
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ＣＵＣＫＯＯ, ＣＵＣＫＯＯ, ＣＵＣＫＯＯ, ＣＵＣＫＯＯ!
currently: at the party |☁| tagged: vegas, yvonne, lucas
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ＴＨＥＲＥ'Ｓ Ａ ＦＯＲＫ ＩＮ ＴＨＥ ＲＯＡＤ,
enemies: yvonne |☁| friends: zach, alaine, lucas, and ethel
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r. staus: single |☁| crush: none currently
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xx☼xx☼xx☼xx☼xx☼xx☼xx☼xx

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indentthat morning scout had woken up with blood dripping down her face. she'd been in a fight the night before, some kind of territory war (the usual, from where she's from), and a large gash on her lip. scout had slept on a green, rusted, park bench that night. it's not like her parents would care, they were probably out drinking with their friends all night. since then she'd just skated around her neighborhood, barely even noticing her surroundings. a text about thirty minutes ago had made her remember the party at vegas' house. everyone was supposed to be there, everyone. which meant that scout would have to go, if she gave some lame excuse about being to 'tired' to go, she'd end up looking lazy.
indentwhen she arrived everyone was out front in the lawn, slinging her black jacket over her shoulder, scout approached the house with confidence in her stride. she was sort a rebellious teen, and having a large bloody mark on her face would definitely draw a crowd too her. looking around she spotted lucas, waving she smiled at him then moved on too where two people were talking together. yvonne and zach. zach was a good friend, yvonne was definitely not. stepping up too the two teens, scout slung an arm around yvonne. "e'llo dear," she said with amusement in her gaze. her voice, tinted with a scottish accent no doubt, was thick and clear since it hadn't been used all day.

[writers block sorry guys cx]

[deer,]

lucas was ready to go, he had been pumped to go to his one of his closest friend's house party. the only problem was his brother who was sleeping around on the couch probably dreaming about dating girls left and right. lucas decided he would wake him up at the last minute the like nice brother he was. so after taking a shower and choosing what he was going to wear, what was a baseball cap that was titled to the side showing of his beautiful quiff hair dark brown hair that almost looked black, a university sweater for the university of minnesota when they visited relatives up there during summer and khaki shorts. looking in the mirror a bit after changing lucas passed himself as good enough for the public to see. you might think that he's jokey personality makes it easy for him and that he is some carefree guy that could care less about what people thought or said about him behind or in front of his face. he also had people to impress, almost everyone was coming to this party, it was aka social suicide not to go because preps to loners everyone was going to be there and lucas had to make some grand appearance at some point. that reminded him, what time was the party starting? the alarm clock that was placed on his bedside table said it was five-twenty. grabbing the iphone that was in lucas' back pocket he read old texts from vages and was somewhat in horror to see that it started over twenty minutes ago. it took almost ten minutes to get to vages' house and he would now have to wake up his napping brother who would take forever to get ready. they would most likely not get there until five-forty what horrified the boy. "JACOB!" he yelled racing down to the living room. seeing his napping brother with a sappy smile on his face lucas shock him awake also yelling, "jacob we're late lets go lets go!" the last thing lucas really cared about was jacob's feelings or his eardrums he just wanted to go to this party! once jacob was done getting ready and was in the car faster than lightning lucas pulled out of the driveway without giving jacob any time to shut the door.

after what seemed like an hour driver to the vages' house full of bickering of whom was to blame for the two of them being late lucas gave up in trying and just took the blame. already at the house he could really careless who made them late, after all they were here weren't they? parking the car lucas jumped out and slammed the door shut behind him. walking with his brother at his side they made it to the front. seeing a girl there with bright pink hair basically pounding on the door he smirked. "you can just open it if you want" lucas said trying not to sound jokey about the whole thing. once reaching her he opened the front door for her and gave one of his famous smiles. no not one to try and flirt with or anything, but an actual smile one with care and just a nice feeling. one of those smiles that were true came hard to find these days filled with rumors, lies and gossip. only a few days ago a girl was cheated on by her boyfriend. that spread like a wildfire across the school and it was still one of the main things people gossiped about, another thing was the sudden breakup between lucas and his now ex-girlfriend yvonne. seeing one of his friends scout with a large scrape on his lip he smiled and waved, he couldn't wait to hear the story about that. yes you would expect him to be concerned over his injured friend, but it was a common thing by now to see bruises and small cuts here and there on scouts' arms and legs.

--ooc: omggg this is rushed. so please don't mind grammar and spelling errors they will be fixed. also i'll make this post pretty c;

[Agent Cooper]

name ;; Mysaren Theodore
age ;; 18
location ;; in front of house
tagged ;; Scout

I looked as another girl walked up and put her arm around Yvonne. Oh my /god/, it was Scout. Scout was my crush, I guessed. We never really talked much, but she was still attractive. Anyways, here she was kinda soaked in blood. "Hey, Scout." I said, attempting to hide the painful accent, and failing horrible. "Are you okay? You look a bit mullered there." I was still leaning on the door, waiting for it to open. If it did open, I just realized I would likely be on the ground as soon as someone opened it. I stood up straighter and rubbed my jacket down, running a hand through my hair again. I was slightly worried at this point. Had she gotten in a fight or something? I felt like I should help some how. Right then, I shouldn't just stand there and act like an absolute donut. I had to do something, make the first move, something. This would be a horrible idea, I decided suddenly, as I had absolutely no idea on how to talk to people I was attracted to. This was bad, this was really really bad, oh my god, I needed to do something. Curse my inability to make small talk.

[xuee]

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the loner
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♣ angus wolfe
♣ gender: male
♣ age: nineteen
♣ location: arriving
♣ feeling: tired
♣ crush: robin ??//
♣ friends: robin, scout,
yvonne ish?
♣ tagged: robin

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(note, this is kind of out of the time frame but hey)
why angus was bothering to show up to a party of kids at his school, for gods sake, was beyond him. well, maybe not so much. there was free food, booze; plus, his mom had decided to drop in with her husband and kids, and angus thought it was her turn to watch his three siblings. he had nowhere else to go, other than the car repair shop, but it was closed, and the manager, todd, saw too much of him anyways.
as he went up the stairs to vegas' home, he couldn't help but think of all the underpaid workers who spent hours upon hours building the colossal home. his mind flickered to the things they took for granted: food, electricity, running water... angus' family was better off now, but he knew how hard things could be, especially for a family of nine. as he reached the porch, he saw robin standing with finn. robin was one of his only friends, and he was glad to see her. maybe now, he'd have a reason to stick around. they talked for a minute or so, and she then headed to greet finn, her best friend. everyone knew that. angus didn't have a best friend, but he didn't mind. he didn't need anyone's shoulder to cry on.
he lingered outside on the porch for a few minutes, just watching people come and go, and he saw one freshman throw up in the bushes. although angus chuckled, he felt bad for the kid. after those profound insights, angus glanced over at robin and finn, and the other kids that were just chilling outside. even though he wasn't too well acquainted with the guys, he knew robin, so it wasn't that weird.
"robin," he greeted her once again. "finnigan," he acknowledged him, too- not that he really wanted to, but more because it would be rude to ignore the guy. "you guys haven't joined the party yet?" angus raised an eyebrow, questioning them. it wasn't angus' style to randomly confront people, but he felt a little more comfortable around these people than around those like vegas or chase.