◊ Summer Elizabeth Chance ◊
Name: "Like you don't know! Summer Elizabeth Chance; Head cheerleader of the Varsity squad? Ringing a bell, numbskull?"
Age: "18. What are you, like, a pedo?"
Gender: "I'm not even going to grace that absurdity with an answer."
Appearance: "Do you have eyes?" Summer's 5'8"; mostly legs. She's got a slim waist; not the biggest bust in town, but she has a nice, modestly curvy figure. Her skin is that creamy olive which tans without fail every summer, and seems to linger a nice sun-kissed gold well into the fall. Her hair is a shiny curtain of blonde most days, falling in easy waves to the small of her back. She rarely wears her tresses up unless cheerleading. She has soft, green eyes; eyes much kinder than befitting someone of her status and reputation. She applies her makeup with a light hand; accentuating her already-stunning face. While her individual facial features aren't all desirable, the over-all effect is a somewhat unforgettable appearance that has aided her in her high school career.
Personality: Outwardly, Summer is confident to a fault, proud, shallow, and way too petty. She is bubbly and flirtatious, she has friends everywhere, and is never found alone. She claims the attention of a room as soon as she enters, and she likes to keep herself in the spotlight. She is never put off by people, because she knows how to socialize with all kinds. However, it's all merely a façade. She never truly feels accepted, and while she has tons of friends none of them know her beyond her looks and popularity. Her title is everything to her, and that is why she guards her place in the school almost zealously. She is often insulting to those in a lower class than herself, and only shows kindness to those deemed worthy. But beneath it all she's a screaming mess of uncertainty and confusion. She just wants to feel like she belongs.
Background: "My parents have money. We have horses and a golden retriever. We live on one of the upscale ranches... Oh, come on, I'm sure you've been to one of my parties!" Summer's parents aren't around much. They both work a lot. Her fathers the CEO of some big Fortune 500 company or another, and her mom is a massage consultant that always seems to have conferences in far off places, for whatever reason. Summer doesn't really understand what her parents do, but she knows it goes beyond paying the bills. She will have her pick of colleges, and she'll never want for anything. Except that all she wants for is their attention. However, she's more than willing to use the spacious manner to host marvelous teenage parties. The house has a pool and a patio, a chef and a maid, stables and pastures. She isn't a farm girl, but she knows her way around a filly. The only thing that seems to be missing is a family.
Likes: "Stalker much? Everyone who's anyone knows what I like."
◊Cheerleading!
◊Riding.
◊My friends!
◊Parties...
◊Iced, non-fat, dairy-free mochas!
◊Pretty much everything that doesn't involve sweat or filth; "I'm easy to please, really."
Dislikes:"I don't think we have time for this..."
◊Wannabe's! "They're so pathetic."
◊Frogs... "Just... uch!"
◊There's more... a lot more...
Love Life: "Well, I thought I had it all... but sometimes the guy that's right for my image, doesn't feel right for me... I mean; we're doing great! He's... so hot!"
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¤ Chase Michael Ray ¤
Name: "Uh, no offense, but, really? It's Chase."
Age: "18 in two months... so, um, 17 right now."
Gender: "Dude, seriously, pay attention." He's a dude.
Personality: Chase is kind of intense. He is always hot or cold; brimming with happiness, or bursting with fury. He can flip like a switch, going from smiles to scowls in an instant. This is what makes it hard for others to relate to him. Even among friends, he often loses his temper. The real problem is that he can't control his passion. He's all over the place; popular once second, a freak the next, all because his personality can flicker back and forth so quickly from likable and charming to angry and sullen. Most people avoid anything that might set him off, but a few can't seem to do anything right when he's around. It makes him feel like a freak; but his friends assure him it isn't a big deal. He struggles with himself, trying not to keep such a short fuse, but every time he makes progress, something sets him off again. Aside from the anger issues, he's pretty funny, and can be a real charmer.
Appearance: "Who cares? Looks wont get me anywhere in life..." He has cropped dark hair that he rarely drags a comb through. His eyes are a really dark blue, and often staring at someone intensely. He has a darker skin tone; due to his Italian roots. He's well built; tall and lithe, not all bulky muscles but the traces of nice abs, and decent arms - he's a runner. All in all he's rather attractive, often catching girls' eyes, though he doesn't seem to notice.
Background: "Not important." His parents aren't exactly well off; divorced and always fighting, they often seem to forget they have a son. He only spends about half his time actually living at one of their houses; often he just crashes with a friend. His parents settled on equal guardianship, but they never really ask where he's going unless he's been gone a few days - they never speak to each other, so he just pawns off his excursions on one parent or the other. None of his friends know about his home situation, except when he sleeps at their houses they don't suspect a thing. He just plays it like his family is out of town or otherwise busy. Family is a touchy subject for him. The constant moving has left him with a distorted sense of self and serious trust issues.
Likes: "What is this; a dating website? I like stuff: music and running. I keep myself entertained, you should too."
Dislikes: "Filling out pointless personality questioners." *pointed glare*
Love Life: "There is this one girl... she's pretty and funny, most of the time, but sometimes she just gets on my nerves, you know? It's like- Wait, why am I even telling you this? Mind your own business!"
by .:Serendipity:. » Fri Jun 27, 2014 3:44 am 
