ｓｈｅ ａｌｗａｙｓ ｓａｙｓ ｓｈｅ ｌｏｖｅｓ ｍｅ[New and accepting!]

[vogue]

alison ; xx


the girl walked slowly along the concrete sidewalk, busy cars passing by quickly. just a typical summer day. she looked around for at least someone she could talk to. being the outgoing person she was, she didn't care if the person was a completely stranger: she just wanted someone to talk to. she got lonely easily. her hair whipped aroundnd in the loose ponytail it was in, and lucky she brought her sunglasses with her this time. she always forgot them. alison felt awkward as she just sort of wandered the streets.

[auroraphoenix]

{ I'll use COnnor }

I park my bike and walk it over to a nearby park. I sit down on the bench, watching everyone at the park. I smile, childhood memories flooding back to me.

[stripez]

Lexa Pines .
Lexa heard someone walking behind her, and had heard it for a few moments but she just thought that they didn't notice her or they didn't really care if she was there or not. So she turned to come face to face with a guy, "hello" she greeted him with a friendly tone. She wasn't going to make him leave or anything, she liked the company any ways.

[bunny,]

Raye stopped abruptly as the girl turned to face him. He took a step back, giving a small wave.
"Hi.." he bit his lip, looking down.
"Um.. I'm R.J.."

Elijah sat a few feet away from a bench, at the park. He laid back in the grass, yawning.

[Asgard's Trickster]

Tori
I threw the ball a couple times as Sadie retrieved it. She barked happily each time. The ball rolled next to a person before Sadie retrieved it. She dropped the toy next to the guy's hand as if she wanted him to throw it.

[stripez]

Lexa Pines .
Lexa smiled as he waved at her and introduced himself, glad that she didn't really have to find herself someone to talk to and that someone found her. "I'm Lexa" she then replied afterwards, jumping to the conclusion that he most likely wanted her name in return to his introduction. She wasn't sure if he would say something next or if she would, so she stayed silent for a few moments.

[nervousdog]

(( Sorry, just got back from school.. Anyone open for Cheyenne? ))

[britishcucumber]

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Height:...............Weight:
5'11".................160 lbs

"The name's Cleo."



"I'm 18, but I don't look like it."



"Last time I checked, I was male."



"I'm as straight as a line, sorry dudes."



Cleo has black hair, light green eyes, and a firm jawline. He furrows his eyebrows a lot, and he his dimples are part of who he is. He's been told he's very good looking, but in his eyes he doesn't think so; much less cares.



Cleo is not very friendly, and as a result, does not have a lot of friends. He tries hard to isolate himself from conversation, and rarely socializes. He's also one of those 'rebels' or 'bad boys' that goes around getting arrested a couple times every week. He does this because he's very antisocial, and he has never consulted a shrink about his mental disorder. Besides the negativities, he is also a very intelligent due to the advanced type of education he recieved.



"I smoke and drink, but that's it."



"I come from one of those wealthy families, y'now, the ones with the spoiled kids and the huge jacuzzi in the backyard? Yeah, I come from that kind of family. My parents have owned this huge company in New York before I was born, so I grew up in that kind of household. Let's just say they've never really payed much attention to me since I was little, and I was pretty much raised by housemaids. When I was 10, my parents hired personal tutors and instructors to teach me how to be smart, proper, and organized, to prepare me to be the next heir to their company. I dealt with the constant yelling and strict instructing of my teachers until I was 20; when I ran away. My parents didn't even care to even bring me back. I've been living by myself in a rented out apartment ever since, with my gold credit card covering all the expenses. That's also the time I started smoking and drinking, and committing crimes. I did these things, hoping, hoping -and I still am- that my parents would start yelling at me and bring me back home. But I knew that was never gonna happen when my parents came to release me from jail, smiling and saying they didn't care what I did. 'Keep on living the life you want to live.' they said. I was thinking about how pathetic they sounded. Then, I knew being free was better than feeling neglected."



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[vaska]

(Accepted]

[auroraphoenix]

{ I'll use Connor }

I park my bike and walk it over to a nearby park. I sit down on the bench, watching everyone at the park. I smile, childhood memories flooding back to me. I stand up and see a boy in front of me as I was pedaling, and nearly crashed. Unfortunately, I was going in the direction of a tree. I slammed the brakes, but was too late. I ran into the tree. My bike was broken. I groaned, looking at it.