cold spaghetti. closed && beginning.

[wonderlandwolf]

name :: primrose grace ellington
age :: eighteen years old
nationality :: british

traits :: witty, quick, adventurous, pesky, sassy, curious, obnoxious
talents :: speed, agileness, flexibility, gaming
flaws :: compromise, swimming, backing down

height :: 5'2
weight :: around 110 pounds
eye color :: teal
hair color :: brown ombre

sexuality :: straight
romantic interest{s} :: none

[o n g a k u ♫]

living a life of a rich and spoiled rich boy can be tough for Derek Yami Marroth, with all that money in his pockets and nothing to buy since he already has everything he needs is rather tough for him. As he has Derek has been living for eighteen years as he was born in January on the twentieth, it was also the day his sister was admitted into the hospital, but now is all good and all of his older sister problems have been taken care of. Now, as for Derek's little thing as he has been called a player and just uses girls to let others see that he is rich and can buy a girl anything she could ever want in the world has made girls have trust issues and debate on whether he tells the truth or no when they talk to him. As so, his last relationship has ended terrible since the girl had already had trust issues in the first place and his reputation just put more anxiety on her shoulders...she had decided to just give up and break it off and at the moment Derek had actually fallen in love and thought that they could actually be a couple for a long time and even get married, sadly it didn't go as he wanted it to so he is disgusted by ever lover group he sees as how foolish they are. Although he does kind of deserve this, since he had been doing it to other people...and girls too. Now that we've finished talking about his relationship past and other basics let's go on to his personality as many tell others that he is very cold and brushes other off of his shoulder, which is the truth as it is especially true if you're not as rich as he is or just isn't rich enough. To be truthful though, he really isn't all that bad if you try and get to know him as he actually is a kind soul and actually rather emotional. One of the reasons he actually was always try to impress people with his family being some big shot people is because in truth, his family neglects him and pushes him away so they don't have to deal with any drama that comes into his life although his mother does worry sometimes and does some pretty nice things so that he can feel a bit better. So with that, he may seem cold and push but in reality he is lonely and sensitive...he just hides it very well. For that, now let's go to his basics of appearance as he stand at five feet and twelve inches which is rather normal and average for a human being of his age. He currently weighs in at one hundred and forty six pounds which is pretty healthy. His skin is pale, not like a ghost though but it does make his hazel eyes stand out and match with his brunette hair. So now you know a little bit about Derek Marroth, the rich boy on the street that is selfish and cold. Will you want to get to know him, or do you plan to avoid him?

[acacia.]

[ J a c k S t e e l e]

19|single|straight|Silhouettes

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▎Eyes➝ My eyes are a dark chocolate brown.
▎Hair➝ My hair is also brown and rather short. There's not much else I can do other than fluff up the front.
▎Skin➝ I like swimming and jogging and outside stuff, so I get quite a bit of sun.
▎Height➝ I'm average height. What is it... 5'10"?

LIKES
I love parties, loud music,
surfing, the ocean,
snowboarding, movies,
and of course, spoiling
girls. I love long car
rides and bars along with
architecture, people
watching, and parrots.
Waterfalls and swimming
holes are the best, and
they're a really fun place
to get together. And...
that's about it.
DISLIKES
I don't like chocolate.
I just don't. I also don't
like tomatoes or horror
movies. They always end
up really cliche. Not the
tomatoes, the movies.
Anyway, I hate cold pools,
but cold lakes and stuff
are okay. I also despise
typical American food
and plastic forks.

▎ Style ➝ I wear kind of tight-ish jeans most of the time. Average, I guess. Umm, I don't wear any kind of jewelry, really. I wear high tops a lot and I also like pullover hoodies, so I have a large collection of those.
▎Body modifications➝ I have "allons-y" tattooed in dark blue on my left hip. Yeah, I love Doctor Who. Who would've thought, eh?

▎There's more inside than just organs➝ I'd say I'm nice. I never get mad. Ever. It's just, I don't know, I don't ever remember getting actually mad. I'll get frustrated, but not full-blown angry at anybody. I'm needy or a whiner, I know it annoys girls and, well, it annoys me, too. I'm pretty expressive, and definitely not shy. I'm really animated and will vividly explain or demonstrate almost anything you don't understand. To be honest, I have a great sense of humor- mostly it's laughing at girls quirks, since they're adorable.
I'm one of the most social dudes you'll ever meet. Like, I always have friends over, always at parties, always with... people. My parents are cool and everything, but I mean, they're parents, you know? You need somebody else you can relate to. I have a soft spot for ladies, of course. The nice kind, though. The kind that respect themselves and don't take crap from anybody, but they can't be twits or full of themselves... Just a nice, awesome girl.
My mom used to be a traveling model and my dad used to own a hotel in Vegas, so if you put two and two together, you can get a pretty accurate idea of how I came around. Anyway, they kept me and got married - not saying that makes them parenting material, but they're okay. I mean, I have quite a few friends who have worse parents, so I should be thankful. My dad sold the hotel and my mom lost hope for any more modeling jobs after having me, which makes me feel kinda bad, but now she's an actress. Exciting, I know. It's not as fun when they try to shield you from the spotlight. A lot of fans don't even know I exist. I've thought about doing some ridiculously crazy stunt to get them to notice me, but then I'd be like some male version of Miley Cyrus that's begging for attention, so no.

▎Relationships and crushes➝ I am currently single, but when it comes to crushes, I get them really easy and always have at least two, so unless one of them gives a hint, I don't really say anything. I mean, of course I'll always try to slip into a conversation with them or something, but I just... let them decide.

apologies for any mistakes uvu

[minho]

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ℂoen ℬryce ɴickels

when you left she was wreck cause
she said you left a mess but you
said that'd you be back home didn't
want to see her alone and you bet
she took your word cause she said
you'll never learn. all the things
that you put her through, don't
know why she's coming back to you.

eighteen | single | mr. winter

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coen had never thought he lived to the day where his ears experienced sounds at four in the morning. the lacrosse player didn't consider it to be morning, granted it was pitch black outside. just one of the many "perks" of winter. nevertheless, the brunet rose from his bed and turned the alarm off, silence now nestling in. coen would be disturbing it though with the sounds of rushing water. that only lasted for twenty minutes, taking another ten to successfully dress in warm clothes and put his mint cologne on. trudging out of the bathroom and into the kitchen, he quickly made hot chocolate then poured it inside a transportable coffee cup. setting it on the counter, coen opened the drawer, grabbed a pen and scrawled on a piece of paper: woke up early. took shower. made some cocoa and left to that winter ski trip thing. i'll stay in touch. xoxo - coen. a yawn escaped his lips, his senses finally waking up. quietly he left the kitchen with his beverage, making his way out into the garage and into the bronco. coen rarely ever drove it, only in the winter time. his jeep couldn't handle the slickness of the road leaving him to drive such a beasty automobile. he arrived in the school parking lot at four forty five, and was in the bus five minutes later. the bus driver had already warmed it up, smiling warmly at him. regardless of the heat, coen was still cold and becamse aware of the color of his lips - blue - thanks to the mirror. he shrugged it off and sat in the middle of the bus on the left side, letting his legs slide under the seat in front of him. the bus was supposed to leave at five, and he wasn't even sure if he was the first one there. coen was not an over achiever or someone who showed up early, he would be forced to make conversations with the driver or the teacher who was accompanying them. that was a nightmare.

[wonderlandwolf]

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mood :: neutral
tagged :: x
location :: bus
love interest :: x
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if we stand as one, there's nothing to fear. we'll

beat the darkness, and we'll stay right here.

xxxxxxxxxxxx -pokémon, my best friends
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primrose didn't go to sleep that night. she had a hard time waking up in the morning, so from five o' clock to four in the morning, her and her roommate, midna stayed up the whole night playing minecraft, like the lazy people they were. when she did get ready, she was still wide awake. she usually stayed up until five anyways, so it wasn't anything special. getting dressed in a white strapless dress, she put a black waist belt over it. over that, she had a black dress coat to ensure her warmth. primrose was always a classy dresser, no matter what weather.

well, see you in three weeks. primrose spoke, giving her childhood friend a hug. ahri should be fine, but remember to feed alfie and winnie. primrose reminded, looking over at the two ferrets, happily munching food. "don't worry, prim. have fun"

about ten minutes later, primrose arrived at the school bus. walking out of the white malibu, she noticed one other vehicle there. primrose had also had a rather beat up method of transportation; actually, she didn't have one. midna did, and being the terrible driver she was, primrose decided to not go on the road and save the lives of many. but due to being in the senior year, primrose finally got a car; though she almost killed three drivers.

walking in, primrose gave a small smile and a 'hi' to the friendly bus driver. walking to roughly the middle row, primrose chose the seat on the left. setting the small duffle bag next to her, she got out her 3ds, silencing it as she began to occupy herself. it was going to be a long ride.

[Smite]

ＭＡＣＢＥＴＨ ＬＩＶＩＮＧＴＯＮ

age;; eighteen years old
gender;; lady
crush;; no one.
tagged;; .x.

Macbeth had been up since three, she had slept most of the day yesterday so it didn't really bother her that it was four o'clock. She was walking around her house, she had to get dressed as she was in her pajama's. Mac walked into the bathroom and begun to brush her teeth and do her hair as she had done every morning. She found it easier to do her hair first so she could just easily slip on some comfortable clothes and leave for the day as she had done for the past couple of years. Mac was finishing up with her hair and cleaned up her mess and put away her hair straightener and her hair brush, she looked in the mirror and sighed. Mac walked out of her white and rather boring bathroom and walked across the hall to her room, she opened the door and saw her little sister sleeping in her bed. Her little sister's name was Darcy and she had nightmares almost every night so she would crawl into Mac's bed and cuddle up with her, Mac smiled and walked over to go get dressed. She had already planned out her outfit so she wouldn't have to take a bunch of time to find clothes that would keep her warm and also matched, the clothes she had picked out was a gray and black striped sweater and some blue skinny jeans as she was also planning to wear black leggings under the skinny jeans to keep her legs warm as it was winter. Mac got dressed and then found her black boots and put them on over her white socks that were rather boring but also comfortable, she looked over to her little sister and smiled. Luckily she didn't live very far from the school so she could just walk there within a couple of minutes, she got up from the floor and walked out of her room and went over to the front door where she found her black coat and hat.

It had been a busy morning, she looked over at the clock in the living room with it saying that it was four fifty. Mac looked at her house and then grabbed her blue traveling bag that had all of her clothes and things she was going to need to use in it, she walked out of the house and put on her brown mittens that matched with her hat and then started walking towards the school where the bus was going to be and the people she was going to be traveling with. Mac walked along the cement sidewalk and observed her surroundings, she could see the school in the distance and she smiled. It was rather stupid that she had to go on this ski trip but she could make it fun somehow, she walked past the opening of the school and started to walk over to the bus that she could see that she was traveling in. Mac walked over to it and walked into the bus, she looked over to the bus driver as he smiled at her and she could feel the warmth of the bus surround her and she smiled back. Mac walked over to a seat and sat down, she took off her hat, mittens, and coat as it wasn't as cold as the outside and then pulled out her sketch book. Mac flipped through some of the pages and found a blank one and hurried to find her pencil and started to draw a polar bear, it was the only thing she could think of as of now and was actually rather happy to draw something that lived somewhere cold.

{{. sorry if it's rather long, and also I'll be making a post for mattson in a couple of moments. c:

[Despondency.]

Current mood;
Bored

Current outfit;
Her usual

Current location;
Walking to school

Everything else;
No crush
18Holly had went to bed early last night. About 6 o'clock. She had woken up at 2, with no help from her alarm. This surprised her, but she shrugged off the feeling she went to have a shower. She was in there for 10 minutes forgetting that she had to be at school at 3. She sighed. Did she she really want to go on a ski trip? There wasn't really much room to say no. Her parents had been e-mailed the invitation and had replied straight away. Anything to get her away for a few weeks. It was still pitch black outside, or at least it would've been if it wasn't for the street lamps. It would be nice to walk to school in the dark. nice and quiet. Peaceful and alone. She dried off and got dresses, before checking she had packed everything in her suitcase, even if it wasn't much. Wash stuff, clothes, books and a stash of red vines. Wonderful. Holly slid into her coat and boots going down to the kitchen to grab some breakfast. There was quarter of a grapefruit in the fridge and she decided to eat it on the way. There was a brown bag on the side. Her mum had packed her a lunch for the journey. Holly was instantly curious and inspected the bag. 2 peanut butter and jello sandwiches, a can of coke, Some reeces pieces and an apple. That was strange. It was probably poisoned. But Holly decided to take the risk and put the lunch in her bag and left the house. Finally. A chance to get away from the hell hole. who knew what this trip would bring?

[minho]

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ℂoen ℬryce ɴickels

when you left she was wreck cause
she said you left a mess but you
said that'd you be back home didn't
want to see her alone and you bet
she took your word cause she said
you'll never learn. all the things
that you put her through, don't
know why she's coming back to you.

eighteen | single | mr. winter

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he was tall enough to see the mirror in the bus, tall enough to catch sight of a girl walk onto the yellow machine. the athlete had seen her around school, and he wasnt going to lie she did have a nice face. it was one of those things you acknowledged before getting to know someone - what they looked like and their weight. your eyes saw everything before you could form an opinion. if someone said they noticed their personality before their physical attributes, that would be a cold stone lie. coen averted his brown eyes to the cup he was holding just in time to see where she sat. left, near middle, close to his seat. in order to find a good excuse to sit next to her, coen tipped his drink and spilt some on the seat. "oh, that sucks...cant sit here." he said, rubbing the liquid off with his sleeve and moving away from the window out into the aisle. coen glanced around for a bit before sitting next to primrose. "my seat is ruined and, like, i prefer a seat in the middle on the left - dont worry, i wont bother you all that much," coen assured her, smiling lightly as he slid his phone out from his pocket and clicked on the netflix app then proceeded to choose the show the following. he didnt have his headphones on him so she would have to deal with the show. it was a good series, really. couldnt complain about it that much.

[Despondency.]

Current mood;
Bored

Current outfit;
Her usual

Current location;
The bus

Everything else;
No crush
18
Holly reached the school, just finishing her grapefruit. She noticed parents standing next to the bus, obviously going to wave them goodbye. Wonder what that feels like... She laughed to herself for feeling self-pity and walked onto the bus. She walked on just to see a boy spill his drink over the seat, mutter something and walk to a another girl. She could take two things from this. One, Boys had the weirdest way of trying to get with someone. And Two, she should really try to learn some of her classmates names. She walked to the back of the bus, rolling her eyes as she walked past the boy and girl. As she reached the back, she chose the obvious seat of the corner with no working light. Nice and private. She had already put her suitcase in that compartment thingy on the side of the bus and still had her hand bag with her. She took out a can of coke, a red vine and her current book she was reading. This would be nice. That's when a strange and un-welcome though hit her- What if someone tried to sit next to her? All well. She'd cross that bridge when she comes to it. If she ever comes to it, that is/

[Smite]

ＭＡＴＴＳＯＮ ＴＲＥＥＷＯＯＤ

age;; eighteen
gender;; gentlemen
crush;; no one
tagged;; .x.

Mattson, laying in his bed and listening to his annoying and rather boring alarm turned over and turned off his alarm. He looked at his clock as it said that it was four in the morning, he wasn't happy that he had to get up this early and nor was he happy that his parents were making him go on some stupid ski trip because of some recent broke up that he had. He sat up and ran a hand through his messy hair as his fingers gently made his hair a bit more straighter than before, he looked over to his closet and then over to his bathroom as he had to go take a shower and then have his mother drive him up to the school since he didn't have his own car and she would never let him go there alone anyways. Matt got up from his bed and stretched his skinny and boney arms out, he then got up and slowly walked over too his bathroom as if he was a sloth so he could go take a shower and do everything else that the had to do to get ready for another boring and uneventful day. He walked into the bathroom and started to get ready for the morning ahead of him, it wasn't such a big thing to be happy about especially for him since he was a rather reserved and quiet boy. After taking a shower he got dressed and put some black jeans on and a long sleeve t-shirt that was just plain gray and boring, as it was practically representing who he was. He combed his hair and walked over to his coat, it was black as most of the coats in this house was and mostly everyone else at the school at a black coat. Matt put the coat on over his shirt and walked out of his room, he looked over towards the kitchen and saw his mother getting ready to leave. He looked over to the clock in the hallways and saw that it was already four fourty, he hadn't thought that he had taken that much time but it wasn't even important. Matt walked into the kitchen as his mother looked over to him and smiled, she then said to him as she walked over and hugged him, "We should be going, oh I'm going to miss you." If she was going to miss him then why was he even letting him go on this trip, he sighed and shoved away from her hug and started his way towards the door.

Matt had walked over to the door as he thought of how stupid this was, he would prefer to stay home and play his computer games and take pictures of the shimmering snow. He shoved his shoes on and then walked outside, he looked over to the small car that his mother drove in and saw that she had put his bag in it. Matt shook his head and walked over to the small white car, he opened the door and sat down in the passenger seat and buckled up his seat belt. He looked over at his mom that was coming out, he looked outside and the pitch darkness and saw a couple of cars pass by. They lived in a rather poor environment but it was good enough for now, he heard the driver door open and watched his mother come in and then begun the car. After she had done that she shut her door and looked over to Matt, Matt smiled to her although he didn't really want to but he wanted to reassure her that he was going to be alright and try and have a good time there although he probably wasn't. He sighed and looked out the window, as the car had begun to move he thought of how he wasn't going to be back for three weeks, how was he going to survive and he also wondered how long he could keep up his rather reserved self to himself. Matt, thinking of this hadn't noticed that they had gotten to school, he was a bit late and hoped that the bus driver wouldn't mind for that. He looked over to his mother who was smiling at him, he smiled back and heard her say that she loved him. Matt got out of the car and walked towards the back so he could grab his back which he did. He looked back at his mom and then walked over to the bus, he walked inside the bus and walked into the back so he could be alone, he ignore the bus driver and then sat down. Matt took out his iphone and put his headphones in and started to listen to his music.