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[f o x r3naissance]

Yun Hee Go ✪

You better know the basics! ✪


❶ Remember the name! Yun-Hee Go
❷ So many candles! Eighteen
❸ I wear a wig! Sike! Straight + long + black
❹ These eyes see it all! DARK brown, close to black
❺ I doubt you know my BIRTH-DAY! October Twelfth
❻ Glue my lips with yours! Shh.
❼ I'm so tall! 5'5"
❽ So much fudge and hot dogs! 120 pounds



Do you know me really!? ✪


❶ So it all starts out in an orphanage in Seoul, Korea. Well actually it started out in the back of a car if you wanted to get technical, but there's little kids around! So I'll just start from the PG-13 beginning, and save those poor virgin eyes. So again, it started off in a orphanage, where me; little Yun-Hee lived. I never truly knew my real mother and father, apparently I was dropped off here when I was only a couple days old. My mother was a sixteen year old girl, her boyfriend well over the age of 20. It was assumed that he had convinced her to give me up for adoption, seeing as his 'lifestyle' couldn't handle the budget of a new born. So it was decided, and I was given up. I don't cry over it, I never knew them. Those two are practically like ghosts to me; they didn't even name me either. So all is good, or at least I would like to think. I often just suppress my feelings, by rebellion and what not. Right now you're probably saying to yourself. "Oh the typical bad a**, rebellious girl with a dark past. How typical." Well I have two things to say to you first; screw you! And another, things definitely got better for me after my toddler years. So don't worry, I'm not the type of person to go into the corner and cry.

When I was three, I was adopted by a young couple. Not as young as my parents were when they dropped me off, but reasonably young and hopeful. The young woman wasn't able to give birth, after previously having cervical cancer. The chances were pretty much destroyed for the poor married couple, but soon found the heavenly light of adoption. I wasn't the first child they had taken in, my older brother was their first. We're both from different places, I'm from Korea as once stated. And my older brother Daichi was born in Japan, couldn't you tell from his name? Though our parents are Korean, like me, they never really told us why they went all the way to Japan for my brother. We were a small, but happy family, leaving off the means of what we could afford. Which definitely was not a big mansion and 10 cars in the parking lot; though we've often dreamed and tried. It just never worked out, my father is still working and my mother still playing the lottery. Because we had little funds, we also didn't live in the richest district of Seoul; and were sort of forced into the "ghetto". It definitely was not the best place for a young ten year old girl and a teenage boy, especially for a young teenage boy.

My brother was a follower, he was influenced by absolutely everything. Even I could convince him to do the stupidest of things, though it was fun... It lead Daichi down a road of very bad habits. I loved him to death, and he loved me too. We only had each other when our parents were working, so it was more of a loving relationship than sibling rivalry. I remember all the times where we would be home alone, and Daichi would assume the role of our father.. He didn't play the part too well, often being too strict... But it was comforting, and he looked after me. Like the typical big brother he fought off bullies, helped me up when I fell, and soothed me when I had nightmares. Ok, perhaps that's a little more Disney than an actual sibling relationship is.. But it actually happened, and if I could go back to those days I would. Anyways, like I was saying about Daichi being very influential. As we lived in the poorest region, there weren't many role models for us kid to look up to. No one came to our classes and told us not to use drugs, or to use a condom.. This is where the education system failed my brother, and I too feel guilty for his actions. It started off with marijuana, of course he would smoke this up with his friends out in the park. It was 'casual' and 'fun' he would tell me over and over. I don't understand how I didn't see the signs at first, Daichi eventually ended up using hard drugs... He hid it so well, it was like he was constantly wearing a mask. He would never tell me he was doing it, nor would he ever let me into that world. In a way, he was still protecting me from dangers... But I lost my brother one day, I would actually like to say that he had died.. Instead, he just moved out. Vanished. Didn't even say good bye to me properly, but left this dinky note attached to the motorcycle he left. He was now a legal adult, I understand his wish to leave.. But it hurts inside still.

Daichi left our family before I turned fifteen, which was a very eventful birthday. No, it wasn't because I became a woman you pervert. But.. Should I even tell you? Would you understand? I've never told anyone, and if my brother stuck around... I don't even know if I would tell him or not. When I turned fifteen, the big ONE FIVE.. My body changed, again not puberty! I was not human, I was an animal; literally. An black banded black cat, you might know what it as a tiger. A FREAKING TIGER. When this first happened, I think I just about crapped out a brick! Who wouldn't? I didn't know how to even react to this, I mean, this stuff only happens in movies. I was scared, my older brother wasn't here; and I was sure that I was alone with this. I tried contacting my brother, searching the local areas on the motorbike. Hey, he left it, I assumed it was for me. Ok, no I wasn't legal to drive it; but hey! Who in the hell would walk down an alley in the dark? Especially in this area?! It was very smart of me to take the motorbike; or at least I thought... My parents definitely thought differently than I did, and grounded me for like the rest of my life. I'm not even kidding, it was the worst punishment I've ever received. I've just barely started to get their trust back now, at eighteen years old! After my brother left, they were pretty strict on the rules. Afraid that I would go after Daichi, well I did, but for different reasons.

The years went on, birthdays and holidays passed... Daichi never showed up or dialed the phone; we almost believed that he was dead. But... We soon had to accept it, he wasn't going to come back. With these seemingly long years passed, I adapted to my transformations. It was just like another part of me, I could hardly even notice it anymore. Which was slightly bad, considering there have been so many times that I've almost been caught. Yes, my parents still don't know about the tiger thing... I would tell them, but.. A small part inside is afraid that they would abandon me, like my birth parents had. And I don't think this type of thing would be accepted in my neighbourhood; I'd probably get beat up senseless. Which was not acceptable! Considering I was the one doing the beatings; yes I'm some what of a rough houser. But that's in the past, I've changed quite considerably. Especially now that I'll be moving away for the first time in my life, well I'm eighteen, so it's sort of expected to be the first time. I would like to say that the reason I'm moving out is a good one, but... I slipped up, I told this secret to one of my 'good friends'. Thinking that she could easily keep it, because it seemed that she hardly believed it... Then things turned sour for our friendship; she began to black mail me. Saying things like "If you don't do this, then everyone will know about your little... Problem." At first, I just took it lightly. Almost laughing at her every time she would even think of threatening me.. But soon, the look in her eyes turned from innocent to malevolent. I couldn't trust her, even if she didn't say anything.

At first, I moved to Tokyo, it seemed like a good place to start off. Even though I was living in probably one of the prettiest cities I've ever seen; inside, I felt horrible... I left my parents the same way Daichi had, with a freaking note. I couldn't bring myself to say it to their faces, but instead I left a contact number. And with that, I took the motorbike, which I was now legal to drive... Driving up to intense speeds with nothing but a small back pack and a helmet. I left my suitcases over at another friend's place, which I was going to be picking up in Tokyo.. But I didn't expect to meet new people, I admit.. I was going to be a total loner in the city, I had no plans on making any friends. It just seemed so pointless, and it wasn't my top priority. We met up in that city, and surprisingly had a decent amount of things in common. Though soon we parted, I went to go live with a friend... And I'm not sure where that person had gone off to; probably being some successful person right now. It was nice while it lasted, the person was definitely friendly... Oh and if you haven't noticed, I totally forgot that person's name.. Yeah, sadly, my memory isn't all that good. And just like my living situation with a friend, it was nice as it lasted... Which definitely was not long. Our personalities conflicted with each other, and living together was just impossible. Though oddly, there was one vaccant house... Just one. Do I have to tell you that I took it? Cause of course I did! Though, I will have more roommates.. Almost like a whole class full of roommates. It shall be interesting I suppose. Perhaps, these people are just like me.



I'm a bit crazy! ✪


❷ So here we are, you finally want to know the real me. Well let me tell you something first, it's 100% genuine. I promise you, that you might not meet another person who's quite like me. Which, that may be a good thing, I'm not the best person. I have my flaws; like my temper for instance... Oh if you get me angry, or hurt me in any way. I'm sure you'll be wishing to create a time machine and go back and fix your error against me. My temper is quick, so you have two options; to fight or flee. Normally people choose to flee from the argument, and I wouldn't blame them. My impatience can get rather annoying too, I like things done quickly. And when they aren't, you'll be hearing my foot tap against the floor. I let the littlest of things bug me, but I quickly get over them. In love, I'll admit... I can be very jealous, it's almost ridiculous how jealous I can get. I just can't really trust guys to keep their hands to themselves, and in this way.. I can get a little possessive over my man. I'm trying to fix this, but I've always acted like this, so it's a little harder.

Now, you're probably think I'm some b***h right? So impatient and moody, you might never want to befriend me correct? Well I do have another side, just like a coin. I'm usually very friendly, and I can make friends real easy. I just choose not to. I can be a very colourful and unique person, I don't like to follow the crowd that much. But who does? People call me unpredictable, I just call it fun. You'll never know what I'll do next, either because you can't get your radar on me. Or just because I haven't told you. I'm pretty open minded and supportive of everything 'good', if you get what I mean. The thing I like to do most, is make people laugh! And make sure they are having a good time! I dislike seeing anyone who's upset, or not living it up. So I try to make the best out of their situation, this makes me a pretty damn good hostess. I'm practically the definition of optimism, despite my history; I never doubt myself. I know what I'm capable of, and I know that I can do whatever the eff I want. If you even try to put me down, I'll show you that I'll rise again. Don't doubt me for a second. I often do stupid things I must admit, sometimes under the influence of alcohol.. And sometimes I'm just bored. The adrenaline rush I get when I'm breaking the rules or if people are watching me do these acts, it's just... Exhilarating. Yes, I am somewhat of an adrenaline junkie. Which is why I love my motorbike, it proves the best rush everyday. I just want to let you know on one thing, please. Don't ever hurt me, I may seem tough on the outside. On the inside, deep down there where I hide everything... I'm just as soft as any teddy bear. I hurt easily, and take a long time to heal. I won't show it, but I've got tonnes of wounds that are still healing. If you hurt me, I will never forgive you. It will take years for me to gain trust in you again, to even let you see this soft hearted side.



Gimme Gimme Gimme! ✪


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✰ Motorcycles!
✰ Boys, preferably men.
✰ Street fashion.
✰ Girl rap groups, like 2NE1.
✰ Clubs, basically gong shows.
✰ Making people laugh
✰ Adrenaline kicks
✰ The spotlight.
✰ Dancing the night away
✰ Sleeping in.




Baka! I'll gouge your eyes out! ✪


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✘ SPIDERS!
✘ I'll admit.. I don't like the dark.
✘ Perverts.
✘ Old men... WHO ARE PERVERTED.
✘ People who think I'm younger than I am.
✘ Having to do work on my motorbike, it's not fun.
✘ Ignorance, people with closed minds.
✘ When things are bland and unexciting.
✘ People shoving their opinions down my throat.
✘ When people hurt my feelings, they're very easy to hurt.



I love this song! ✪


❺ ｆｉｒｅ 『2ＮＥ1』



Sharpies or Rainbow? ✪


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The voice in my head says kill you! ✪


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Morning... Oh God! It was morning time already! The dreaded hours of the AM, how could it be that it was already this early? It felt like Yun-Hee fell asleep only 10 minutes ago, but in reality it was clearly 9 hours. She had gotten to bed late the previous night, the girl was lucky to have made it to her bed at all. The girl had been doing some illegal business on Sunday night, seeing as Yun-Hee is just passing eighteen years old... And the legal age to drink is actually twenty.. But teens these days, feeling as if they are invincible to everything and anything. Yun-Hee didn't even think about the consequences, or the fact that she could get caught and be in HUGE trouble... But now, the young naive girl was paying for it. With a splitting migraine. The sun flowing into her tiny room cause great pain on her eyes, she had to squint hard and it looked as if she had no eyes at all. She was still in the clothes she was in last night, how did this girl even manage to get home safely? Her dark black hair was in array, spread across her pillow like some gothic rainbow. The girl definitely did not look like an angel when she slept, and if you're sleeping in the same room as she is... Then I feel so, so sorry for your well being. You won't be getting any sleep if the's your roommate. Her snores could probably be heard 5 rooms over, oh Yun-Hee..

Considering the wild night she previously had, the girl won't be waking up for a long time. Yun-Hee always slept in anyways; she didn't have a job or school to go to, so she slept well into the noon hours. The only time you'll generally see Yun-Hee is at night, when she's getting ready to go out. She doesn't like to stay at the house often; partly because some of her roommates are extremely annoying. But today, it seemed like Yun-Hee would stay at home... Considering it might not be safe for her to venture out with this headache. The girl was usually a deep sleeper, nothing usually woke her up. Even if you shook her like crazy and played loud music near her ears... She won't budge. Though for some reason, she could hear a high pitch yelling. It was a woman's voice, and it was irritating enough to wake her up.

"Ah... What the hell.. Shut that dog up." Yun-Hee growled, her voice hoarse and angered. "Oh God, I'm dying.." She groaned, grabbing her forehead as her brains burned. It hurt to open her eyes, as she did so slowly; the light began to burn them out of her skull. Carefully and slowly, the girl rolled out of her bed; almost imitating a zombie. Every time she would get drunk, Yun-Hee would go through this exact same pain. And every time she would get a hangover, the girl promised herself never to drink again.... She can never keep the same promise. Her white and black stripped hat was still safely on her head, keeping her somewhat bed head under control. Her eye make up was destroyed pretty much, black and smugged. The girl looked like a damn raccoon, now this was going to be a joy to remove. She walked slowly to the washroom that was only a couple doors down from her own bedroom. The Korean walked slowly and quietly, she didn't think people knew that she came home. And she didn't want them to see her with this kind of face.

Quickly she shuffled herself into the washroom and locked it, the washroom was absolutely blinding! Causing Yun-Hee to cuss to herself and become blind once again and her headache just kicked up another notch. "Q-tips...Q-tips... Where the freak are they?" Yun-Hee whispered as she dug through all the drawers. It took forever to find them, someone had stashed them at the very back where they were almost hiding in the shadows. Yun-Hee spent a good solid 10 minutes standing there, wiping her eyes. Q-tip after Q-tip after Q-tip, it took like 30 of them to get the job done. Now her skin was slightly red and aggravated, but it was better than black make up. She didn't bother to replace the make up she removed, even though she wasn't very comfortable with her 'nude' face.. The girl was just too tired and sore to deal with vanity. And with that, she stepped out and continued her way downstairs where everyone else seemed to be already.

Not everyone was there yet, just a few of her roommates. The room felt stale, Yun-Hee just walked in on Hwa-Young inviting people to lunch and Miku was bitching up a storm then switching to miss nice. It seemed to be the usual start of a usual day, how boring. Right now all Yun-Hee wanted to do was jump on her motorcycle and drive off to somewhere.... But then it just dawned on her, she didn't ride her bike home last night. Which was probably a very GOOD thing, but now she had no idea where she left it last. "Ahh s**t!" Yun-Hee yelled as she walked to the fridge, she badly needed some water. Now she was pissed off and tired, leaving her motorcycle like that... How stupid. And not even knowing where it was, even stupider! With a huff Yun-Hee closed the door with force, shaking everything that was inside. It was about time now that she calmed down, or else something worse could happen than falling food. No one in the house had known about Yun-Hee's secret, and she dare not tell them. Just like the Hulk, when Yun-Hee becomes angry enough... No one is going to like it. Instead of turning into some short ripping, green giant.. She turned into a black and orange, striking tiger. Yes. That's no lie. Yun-Hee was cursed with this ever since the age of 15, and it's never been explained... Well she hasn't even told anyone to have it be explained in the first place. If her roommates found out, they would hunt her like some sort of witch.

'Calm down Yun, calm down.. Don't lose your cool.' The Korean girl though as she gripped her glass of water, chugging it down as if she hadn't had a drink in days. Drinking water was especially good for you if you had a hang over. She looked up from her glass, now calming herself down. She wasn't about to change in front of her best friend, Hwa-Young, and her other roommates. "Haha, sorry about that.. Hey, are you guys going out today?... I may need someone to help me find my bike," Yun-Hee said with a smile and a full hearted laugh, her body slightly turned more to face Hwa-Young. The girl paid no attention to Miku, they never really got a long. If Yun-Hee was interrupting Miku, then the girl honestly didn't care.

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It all started back in the ancient ruins of China, where my loving parents had met each other. They were young students studying the history of China and the main language, it was both of their majors and minors. The students were to stay there for a year, more if they so pleased. Both of my parents never expected to fall in love with anyone besides the historic figures of China, but love found them. They didn't waste any time exploring the depth of their love, immediately jumping into the first bed that they could find. Low and behold, this impatience lead to a little thing called a baby. No, this wasn't me, I would come only a year later.. Again my parents were so impatient. My older brother Riley was born in China, and was taught to speak Mandarin before he could even speak English! My parents loved living in China, it was truly something they were both passionate about. Though there was only one thing wrong with their beloved country, it was way over populated. A one child per family law was put in order, and if you had more than one child. Then you were taxed, heavily. And my parents could barely afford the taxes now, that's why they had to move when I came into the picture.

Before I was born and when my mom was probably 11 months pregnant, so I was quite nearly ready to come out. We had moved to America, it was now slightly foreign to my parents and my brother was considered foreign as well. As I grew up, I was never taught to speak Mandarin, just plain English. I never understood my brother when he decided to switch tongues, he often used this against me when we were children. And sometimes even my parents would speak Mandarin just so I couldn't understand! It was very frustrating, I couldn't stand it. In America we lived an alright life, we weren't poor but we weren't extremely rich. Let's just say that I haven't had to have a job, ever. Economically we're a little more well endowed I suppose, after my father started his new job at Harvard University as a professor. The money just started to slowly come in more and more, it was pretty awesome.

But I always felt a bit of guilt on my shoulders, my presence forced my parents to move out of their dream home in their dream land. And my brother didn't help at all, constantly teasing and making me feel worse. My parents would tell me that they love living here in America, that it was just as perfect as China.. But ever since I was younger, I could just tell that they were heart broken and lying to me. I can't explain how I manage to tell when people are lying, it's been a special gift I've had ever since I was younger. Though of course it can be explained by science, there's no such thing as magic. Only in the movies and in silly little fantasy books. My parents never really encouraged the thought of magic and hocus pocus sort of things, so I never really believed in them. Santa Claus, the Tooth Fairy or even the Easter Bunny never really existed in my child hood. So that sort of en tales that religion is also out of the question, I wasn't the kind to worship some invisible guy every Sunday. Sorry if this offends you. I've been just taught to think with my mind, not by what other's have said to me is all.

I've stayed in the same town for as long as I could remember, never once have I traveled outside this country, or even this town. You would think my parents would bring me back to China one day right? They keep saying they will, but never do. But I'm actually quite thankful that I've never moved from this ridiculously small town, I've found the absolute best friends here that anyone could ever have. And no, I'm not just exaggerating that part. My friends have this strong bond, we tell each other everything and anything. There are no lies or secrets in this group, and if there were, I could always tell. They mostly come to me when they are upset, because they know they can't hide their feelings for me. I can always tell when someone is upset or angry, even if they show no signs. But that's me just being a woman, it's natural I suppose. As for love, I don't really care for it now. I used to die to be in love, used to be boy crazy. Seriously, I was crazy for boys back then. Until I realized a pattern going on with each and every single one of my boyfriends. They were liars. The lot of them. I could tell they weren't feeling for me how I was feeling for them, and the fact that they lied about how they felt too was just unbearable. It might sound crazy, but I'm swearing off boys and love for good. Nothing good can come out from dating liars.
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I'm the kind of girl who doesn't take anybody's s**t, which makes me a stubborn and head strong in the eyes of most. I just consider myself smart and honest. I'm not the one to patiently wait for other's, that's a total flaw in my personality. I always want to get from point A to point B as quickly as possible. There is no stopping and smelling the roses for me, well maybe once in a while, but that's rare. Some call be a b***h, that I'm an a**l broad. But I can't help but like things being perfect, I have control issues. If you can't get it done right on your own, then please, just let me do it. But in this way, I like to help others. If I see someone struggling, my first instinct is to help them get through it. I'm honestly a really nice girl, get to know me and you'll see. It's just that I've dealt with too many phony people, and I've been nice to them all before. Now I've had it, dealing with bull shitters is one of my least favourite things to do. So now I won't even bother pretending to be nice if all you're going to do is lie to me. In this way, I really don't take s**t from no one. And I'll be very upfront about it, almost too blunt some people say.

Though as you can tell, I act rather differently around certain people. Liars get no love from me, obviously. But with friends I am very empathetic and my shoulder is always open. I want to talk everything out if something is bothering one of my good friends, I just can't let them be sad. I need to cheer people up, long faces are my nemesis. If you tell me that you're fine, but don't actually mean it, then I'll bug you until you give me information. I can be very persuasive, and persuasiveness mixed with curiosity can be very dangerous. If there is something that I don't know, I'm very stubborn in trying to figure it out. Which is why I hate riddles, because if I can't understand something.. Then it just pisses me off to no end, and you'll probably hear about it all day. I repeat myself when I'm angry or cheesed off, I can't stop talking about how I feel. That's another flaw, my emotions are always visible. Whether I try to hide them or not, they are always across my face. Oh and don't say I'm wrong either, like mentioned before, I'm stubborn. Even if I am wrong, I don't want to hear about it. I start fights quite regularly, and rarely do I mention that I lost.
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To start off with, you'll notice that I'm actually pretty tall. I stand about 5'9", this is totally from my father's side of the family. I like my tallness, it's not a bad thing... Except for the times when I was teased, oh the joys of middle school. How I don't miss being called Miss Jolly Green Giant, why green? I don't have a clue. It's nice being able to reach for things that other people can't get to, this helps a lot in basket ball. I try not to wear heels a lot around school, or ever.. I can be quite clumsy at times, but the main reason is that I don't want to look like I'm more than 6 feet tall. That's a little bit too much for me I'd have to admit. My hair is a dark brown colour, it doesn't have many highlights or lowlights, pretty much just dark chocolate brown. It's rather long too, going past my chest and around the mid-back area. I would never dream of cutting it, the last time I decided to cut it... Well let's just say that I looked like my older brother and leave it at that. Because it's so long, it usually takes a long a** time to dry and style, which is annoying. So I usually leave it to air dry, and don't bother straightening it because I get these cute waves. Though sometimes I do straighten it and style it, when I don't feel too lazy. I get my baby blue eyes from my mother, though her eyes are just slightly darker than mine. Everyone compliments me on them, but I really don't get it? I did nothing to achieve this eye colour, so why compliment me on them? I'd much rather have brown eyes anyways, or hazel. Those would be nice.

I can be somewhat of a girly girl at times, my dirty secret is that I love fashion. So even if I don't like to style my hair, I love to style my outfit. You won't see me wearing anything that's outdated (unless it's vintage), miss matched or out of style. I always try my best to keep on top of what's in and out, so I'm practically wearing everything that's in. Though you will be able to easily tell if one morning I was too lazy to dress myself. Because I'll be in sweats, this isn't often, but I thought I would warn you. Accessories are a big part of my wardrobe, I love my necklaces, rings and bracelettes. You won't see me wearing an outfit with out wearing at least two or more accessories. My favourtie thing right now has to be the leather jacket, it keeps me warm and it's quite stylish. I do often change my styles though I have to admit, it's kind of a habit. One month I'll be dressed up only in vintage wear, depending on which era I currently adore. And the next month it could be rocker chic, something like that anyways. Flats are a pretty much a must have for me, I wear them practically every day.. So sorry if they smell, oh that reminds me. I love perfume, just as much as my mother does, we share that fascination. So each and everyday I'm wearing a different perfume, sorry if it's overwhelming .
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Well if you couldn't tell already, I hate liars! Ugh, I cannot even tell you how badly I hate them. Trust is a big thing with me, and if you break that trust, you'll never gain it back. They're my biggest pet peeve, so don't ever lie to me ok? Other than that I cannot stand spiders!! I think I might have a legitimate fear of them. Even the smallest of spiders I'll scream at them and run away. I may appear to be all tough, but all that goes away at the sight of this nasty creature. Oh another pet peeve of mine is when my parents and older brother speak Mandarin right in front of me! It's like they're keeping secrets from me, which I also hate. And also, this is random... But I'm not a big fan of this sudden vampire trend that just popped up out of no where.. I never really liked fantasy books, and vampires? Really? They just seem to be lame.. Which reminds me.. These three new boys at our school, they're brothers. And there is just something off about them that I just don't like, they haven't done anything wrong.. Just something is rubbing me the wrong way, and no one else but me and my friends see it.

Now enough of all my dislikes, and on to the more positive things in life! I love to play basketball, my height advantage is just awesome. I'm pretty pro at it too, I've been playing since middle school. Again, I have a passion for fashion, my wardrobe says it all. I also love to dress people up and give them a make over, girly I know right? I'm also a big fan of music, like anyone else pretty much. Indie and indie rock are my favourite, the kinds of band you don't really hear on the radio... Until they become famous and everyone is crazy for them. I really like going to the beach, I think I would go every single day if I could! My love for the beach explains the twenty something swim suits in my closet, another thing I obsess about... I'm not a big artist, I've never really taken an art class before. But when I'm home alone, I like to take out my mother's paints and just attempt something pretty. It's actually quite relaxing, definitely helps me after a game.
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The alarm clock rang, earlier than most clocks would ring for a teenage girl. Dinah usually set her alarm to go off in the early hours, even before her parents would wake up. It was a continuous habit she had gotten herself into when she first joined basketball, the sport required her to get up early and go to practice. Even though basketball season had not started yet, she forced herself to wake every morning at 4 o'clock... Yes, this girl actually wakes up this early on her own accord. She is what you call an early bird, even on the weekends she catches herself setting her alarm clock for 4 o'clock. She hasn't slept in since she was in middle school, and she really doesn't see the point in sleeping in anyways. If she gets more than 8 hours of sleep a night, Dinah becomes groggy and grumpy... Quite the opposite of most people. Ah well, Dinah was always quite the opposite of the vast majority. She didn't quite do things the way others would want her to do it, and she was pretty much fine with that. Always saying 'When odds are one in a million, be that one.' So even if she is an outcast, she'd rather be a loner on her own accord than move with the crowed. But that's why she has her two best friends in the world, and they can pretty much keep up with her and are quite different from everyone as well.

Violet and Addison are probably the most awesome people she knows, they understand everything Dinah says... And for most, that's a hard thing to do. They have been best friends for as long as Dinah can remember, there hasn't been a day where the girls haven't talked to each other. Seems pretty cliche right? But even so, you wish you had a friendship like their's. Anyways, like I was saying, it was early in the morning when Dinah awoke. She didn't have any sort of practice today, but it was always nice to give yourself time to get ready... Which Dinah definitely needed, not to style her hair or anything... But to just pick out an outfit, she would seriously go through 5 outfits or more to find the 'right' one. The girl hates wearing something that doesn't make her feel good. When she puts an outfit together she wants to feel like a model walking down the halls, not some homeless bum. Dinah was usually known for having good style around the school, heck, she's probably the only one who puts any real thought into her outfit each day! And she's actually quite proud, her outfits are like art to her. Even though Dinah loves to play sports, and doesn't look like she would be the girlie type... If you actually got to know her, you would see a very prissy girl on the inside. She doesn't like to show it that often, especially to people who aren't Violet or Addison. But deep down inside, she always worries about her appearance and if her hair looks good.

She quietly stepped around her house, her parents and older brother still sleeping. And it would always piss them off when Dinah would wake them up, especially at this time of day. So she tried her best to keep quiet, but it was hard to do so when she found herself talking to no one... Yes. Dinah would discuss with herself on what she should wear, usually standing in front of her closet with a finger to her mouth. And that's exactly what she's doing right now, gazing into her closet with out a clue. This was basically her morning ritual, and it took like half an hour for the girl to make a decision! Tapping her foot against the carpet, her eyes scanning over the clothes that were clean enough to wear.

"I seriously have nothing to wear! Good God..." Dinah yelled quietly to herself as she began to pick out random shirts she liked, throwing them on the bed in a frustrated state. "I guess I can wear this... With this skirt, pair it up with these heels... Ugh, should I even wear heels today? Ah whatever. Viola!" The girl said happily to herself as she let her hair air dry and got into her outfit. It wasn't one of her best she had to admit, but she didn't look so bad in this If only she had flats to go with this outfit, the heels were cute but.. They made her look like a giant, lucky for her they made her legs look even sexier.. Or so she thought. Ah well, the girl looked practically good in anything she threw on, again, so she thought.

It had taken her a while to get ready, as it usually does. Now it was like 7 or so in the morning, yeah it took her a couple hours to figure out what to wear. After she had finished her make up, which didn't take too long because she only wears mascara and some foundation. It was now finally time to leave! School was just around the corner, but the girl preferred to drive there anyways. It took less time, about 5 minutes rather than just 10... And Dinah didn't want to get her hair messed up from the wind and rain that looked like it was about to start. Usually in the mornings she liked to check if her other friend's needed a ride or not. She didn't mind taking an extra route to pick up her friends, that's what friends were for right?

To: Violet L. and Addison F.
Hey gurls, I'm heading out now. Just checking if you need a ride or not, msg me back!
-Dinah <3

And with that she made her way to her brand new car, yes daddy bought it for her.. But that's because she was getting straight A's! It was well deserved, she's not spoiled or anything... It was harder driving in heels than it was in flats and regular shoes, and a lot painful. But really, it was all worth it for Dinah. She didn't care if the 4 inch heels were hurting her or making her feet bleed, beauty was more important. That makes her sound vain doesn't it? She tries her best not to act so vain, though it comes out in small doses that she can't help. Sometimes she wished she could be more like Addison and not care what she put on, but it was a control issue with her. And it often got the best of Dinah, often as in regularly. As she walked to the kitchen, she could hear her brother stirring and waking up, he was loud in the mornings. Often cursing at himself in Mandarin, which deeply annoyed Dinah. She didn't understand what the heck he was saying! Ever since they were little, he always used that language against her.. And her parents never once thought of teaching her, it seriously pissed her off. "Hey idiot! Stop talking in Chinese!" Dinah ordered as her brother now walked into the kitchen, looking very tired as always. But instead of retaliating back like he usually did, he just shrugged and walked on.. More like crawled away. Dinah knew she should have asked what was wrong... But really, she didn't care all that much; what a nice sister huh? She shrugged her shoulders as well, taking a banana and a fruit cup for lunch later before heading out.

She didn't see her parents much in the day, they would sleep in during the mornings because they worked late... Actually, now that she thought of it, Dinah barely saw her parents at all. Their hectic schedule often came in the way of their home life. She must have gotten so used to it that she didn't notice at all.. "Love you mom and dad!... Even though you probably won't hear this," Dinah called out before exiting her home, it was quite luxurious but hardly a mansion. Now she was still waiting on her friends to text her back, she didn't want to get on the road if she had to change directions. So there she sat, on her front steps. It looked like it was about to rain, clouds were gathering and getting darker. Hopefully it wouldn't rain while she was still waiting, if worse came to worse, she had her lovely car parked a few feet away for sanctuary.

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☆★ YUN-HEE GO

BASIC INFO
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★ role The rebellious lollipop
★ nickname Yunnie
★ yearofage Nineteen
★ birthday October 12th
★ birthplace Seoul, South Korea
★ sexuality Bisexual


FUN FACTS
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★ pleasures

- extremely loud music, heart throbbing loud
- motorcycles
- tattoos & piercings
- rapping
- dancing


★ downfalls

- spiders
- the dark
- large dogs
- having to wake up early
- horror movies

F O X R3NAISSANCE

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『 ᴛнᴇ ʀᴇʙᴇʟʟιᴏus ʟᴏʟʟιᴘᴏᴘ』

『coming coming coming』 letting everyone know • • •
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Today was finally the day, the day Yun-Hee had been waiting for ever since she started her dancing career. It was going to be her very first time being in a music video, she never thought she had that kind of moxie a director would look for. The best part about the whole experience was that she, and three other very lucky girls, were also getting the chance to work with the oh so famous boy band. Who? C.N. Red of course! The current most popular boy band in Seoul, and currently Yun-Hee's favourite as well. No, that's not her kissing up. She isn't and will never be the fan girl that faints upon seeing her favourite boy band, that's just pathetic. But she almost felt like fainting when she found out about the contract, more like the golden ticket! It was one thing to be in a simple music video, but to be actual back up dancers? Oh, how life just got better, and Yun-Hee definitely deserved this. Whom was currently running a tad late, which is never a good thing. The girl couldn't help but try to look pretty before arriving at the studio, even if she would be changed later, she had to put a decent outfit together. She came up with this outfit It was cute, and easy to get out of when she finally had to change.

"Shiba! I better get my a** over there!" Yun-Hee screamed to herself, pulling her back pack around her shoulders and making sure she had her keys. If she wanted to get there early or at least on time, Yun-Hee would have to break a couple laws. Let's hope she won't get a speeding ticket, she already has to pay a few others. Quickly, the girl jumped onto her red Hyosung GT650S motorbike, oh how just looking at it gave her a thrill. It was her baby, the thing she most adored in her life; her name is Jill.. Don't ask why. "Ok, let's go Jill," She whispered as she kick started the bike, a roaring noise soon followed as the girl flew down the road. Yun-Hee was never a safe driver, she turned illegally, tail gated many people.. And when she was in a rush, speed was never a good thing to add into the mix. But, surprisingly, the girl always manages to stay alive. Never once has she ever at fault for a car accident, that doesn't mean she hasn't been in any though. This is why most people usually do call her Go-go, but most stick to her formal name, or her other nick name Yunnie. She was going about 20 or 30 mph over the city speed limit, but all was well when she could see the studio just a few feet away. Breaking the law finally paid off for the girl, it never had before.

The girl could finally breath after parking her bike and making her way into the building, it took her 10 minutes to get here. And thank the lord, the girl wasn't late! But if she wanted to keep her job and contract, it would be best to leave earlier. Yun-Hee had yet to meet the other three girls, well she probably met them once before, but her memory wiped that out. The girl had quite an awful memory, that's why she doesn't even know if she had met the rest of the dancers. Though surprisingly, when it came to dancing, Yun-Hee remembered all of the steps. Well her whole career depended on it really, you can't be a dancer if you don't remember the choreography. Oh and the girl could also rap, C.L. from 2NE1 had inspired her to start. Yun-Hee isn't the best at rapping, but better than most of the girls she has met.

"Go, Yun-Hee!" some one called, a girl with a clipboard; obviously she was important. "Here!" The girl called out cheerfully, excited to get her make up done by a professional. The lady with the clipboard waved her over, beckoning for Yun-Hee to follow. She was lead to the make up room, where everything would begin. Thankfully the girl hadn't put on make up beforehand, or else the lady would have to take more time in removing it. Of course, when the lady was finally done, Yun-Hee looked like a portrait! The perfect lollipop girl for the video, the lady even added a little bit of a rebellious touch to Yun-Hee's make up. The look definitely suited the girl, and now she could hardly wait to get the outfit on... Hopefully it was too skimpy, Yun-Hee was quited used to dancing in baggy clothes. But she'd be fine with whatever they would put her in, she was not going to complain about any of this. The girl was now leaded into another room, one with the clothing rack for the dancers. The clothes ridiculously were themed for the video shoot, and Yun-Hee was definitely not used to dancing in.. This.. Costume? She took the one that her name was pinned to and moved herself behind the curtain. This kind of look was something Yun-Hee was definitely not suited for, it looked overly strange on her. But when she was getting filmed, oh she would force it to work with her. Plus, other girls would be dressed up as oddly as she was, she wouldn't stand out... Hopefully.

After stepping out from behind the curtain, a little skeptical of the outfit she was in. A white piece of paper tacked to the wall caught the eye of Yun-Hee, it looked like a list. From the distance she was at her name could be clearly seen on that sheet of paper, this intrigued the girl to check it out. As she walked closer, another name appeared beside her own... It was the list to see who was partnered with who... Which lollipop girl would be matched up with which C.N. Red member. Yun-Hee's heart was almost stopped right in its place, and skipped a long beat. The sheet said that this girl was paired up with Kim, Kang-Dae... Her eyes widened, and she felt her face grow into a warm blush that she couldn't control. Kang-Dae was the leader of the group, the one that possibly got most of the admirers... Including Yun-Hee. '....Unreal... This is... Unreal! Oh my God.. Keep it cool Yunnie, cool.' She thought to herself, almost breaking out into fan girl mode. Shaking her head vigorously, Yun-Hee tried to calm herself down. Her nerves now just going off end, knowing now who she'd be working with for the rest of the filming... She didn't want to screw up! But now that she was dressed and her make up and her hair did, there was one last place she had to go... The set, where hopefully the rest of the girls were at. Everything was still being set up, and Yun-Hee felt incredibly awkward just standing there. She watched and listened to the other conversations going on, she probably looked like some little freak. 'Maybe... I should just go take a walk around..' Yun-Hee thought to herself as she slowly backed away from the busy-ness of the set, and began to walk in just a random direction. She was sure that someone would eventually call her to come to set, or some sort of announcement would hopefully be made. But her mind still focused on the fact that she was paired with Kang-Dae... Her friends at home will not believe this.

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xxxxxxx Ari, Ree, Riel, Relly

Read the certificate Ariel Lorina Wilson
Ehh, call me Ari instead.
Wh yes, I am Eighteen years old.
Remember to tell me "HAPPY BIRTHDAY" on Birthdate October 12th!!!
Ohmygod you got me this for my birthday books, music, flowers, astrology, Greek Mythology, horror movies, romance novels
Eww, are you kidding spiders, the dark, cats, ignorance, stupidity, bugs, moonless nights

Once upon a time,

Living in this town hasn't been quite easy, even after eighteen years I wouldn't say I got the handle on things. Though I don't exactly live in town.. Rather I live on the nearby reservation with my family and friends. Surprised? I know I look so white plus these blue eyes don't help much. I'm actually half Native American, and half European. I'll never know my European side, my father never stuck around long enough to even take a picture. But that's ok, the whole reservation helped my mom in raising me, so I'm sure I didn't miss a thing. Though, I must look a lot like my father... Considering my mom is the total opposite of me, beautiful dark hair and skin, her dark brown eyes I envy. I almost feel like an albino in my own community, it can get rather annoying. But there is one thing, one distinct trait in my blood that for sure makes me first nation. Only on this reservation, or at least I think we're the only ones.. Haven't been able to venture out much to discover any one else with this trait. But anyways, ever heard of thing called a werewolf? I bet you have, if you heard the term vampire, werewolf would go right along with that. You might think what I'm going to say next is crazy, but it's true.

My family passed down this very special gene, our DNA allows us to transform into actual wolves. Large wolves. Though, we're a little different in some circumstances. Like we change by the half moon, and even a cold temperature can force us to change. It was a little difficult to get used to at first when I first discovered this trait, but now.. I'm transforming every which way, I feel more comfortable in my wolf form rather than human. When I'm a wolf I'm huge! Well smaller than the rest of the pack considering I'm the only female.. But it's a nice change! My fur is a russet red colour, mixed with a bit of brown. I'd rather go running through the forest in my wolf form than be stuck at some school as a girl. For the past year, I've been dating a special someone. It's perfect, or was perfect I should be saying. My constant transformation is a bit of a hassle for him, and it's causing some stress for the both of us. I'm sure it will pass and we'll be able to move on right? We've been dating for a year, our relationship is strong enough to take this... I hope.


People call me,

Energetic, intelligent, quick witted, moody, kind, confident, clumsy


Head bopping, smooth rocking hell - - [tegan and sara]
I love coloring in Dark purple, light purple
My parent is single, I call them f o x r3naissance

[f o x r3naissance]

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It was morning... Already? Seriously? It felt like only minutes passed by after Ariel hit the bed, knocked out from a long day. This is is why mornings suck! They come way too quickly for their own good, giving no one a good rest! Well, at least for Ariel. For the past few weeks she could not get a night sleep, several things plaguing her as she slept. And the fact that she turned into a wolf at night managed to find it's way into Ariel's sleeping schedule and screw that up too. It was hard to stay asleep while your body is going through physical and chemical changes. And when Ariel was a wolf, she had all the energy in the world. A completely different person, so trying to stay in bed and sleep was another challenge as well. Thankfully Ariel doesn't go to school any more, she graduated last year! Class of 2009 baby! Oh how the post secondary life was great. Right now Ariel was doing much for schooling, she's working on the reserve until she raises enough money for post secondary education. But enough about that, right now Ariel is just waking up. Her blue eyes slowly widening from under neath the covers, from the bags under her eyes.. It does not look like she slept well.

Groggily Ariel stepped out from her blankets, her nice and warm blankets... She resisted the urge to go right back and sleep, how the bed beckoned her so. Shaking her head vigorously Ariel went from her bedroom over to the washroom, they lived in a small house so everything was literally 5 steps away. It was just her and her mom in this house, always has been. After taking a nice awakening shower and brushing her teeth, Ariel checked her phone next. This was all apart of her morning routine, and it went the same every day. She would usually receive a text from her boyfriend during the night or in the morning... No new text messages today.
"Hm, that's weird.." Ariel whispered to herself, putting the phone back on her bed. Things had been a little rocky between them for the pass few... Well let's not think about how long it has been, it's been too long. The fact that Ariel changed from a normal human girl to a raging wolf seemed to be a little too much for him.. Or that's what she thought and came up with, he doesn't like to talk about this sort of thing. Even though technically Ariel wasn't going to do anything today, she still liked to get dressed up. If she didn't, it would throw off her whole routine, seriously. So now slightly more awake, she put on this outfit Her style was slightly different from those of her friends, off and on the reserve. She had a quirk in her fashion that made it cute, she can definitely pull it off.

After getting dressed for no other reason than just getting dressed, she made her way into the kitchen. Her mother would usually be there, making some sort of breakfast and her oh so delicious bannock! Which for those who don't know, bannock if fried bread, and it's so good! Especially if it's made by Raylene Wilson, Ariel's mother. No one can make it as good as she can. But today she wasn't in the kitchen... Actually, it looked like she wasn't in the house at all, and that was strange. "Mom! Are you here?! Mom?!" Ariel called after taking some cereal and sitting down at the ridiculously small kitchen table. "....Mom?" She questioned again, after waiting several minutes for a reply. It wasn't like her mother to go out, she was quite the hermit. Hopefully, her mother had just stepped out to get some groceries or something... But if she wasn't back before noon or the after noon, Ariel was definitely going to set out and look for her. She might even have to call out for the pack to join her, if they weren't busy. But if they knew her mom like Ariel knew her, they would know that this was a strange occurrence. The last time her mother stepped out of this house was 17 years ago, when Ariel was one year old and their father had finally left... Checking her phone once more, it still read no new text messages. "Come on.. Text me." Ariel whispered, putting a spoon into her mouth as she stared at the screen. It wasn't like her boyfriend to not text her in the morning, and among other things, Ariel was beginning to get worried.

Hopefully something interesting would happen today, the most the girl has been doing all week has been staying at home and doing other wolf type things. Life as a human was always so boring, when she was in her wolf form everything was much better. She could do way more than in her fragile human body, she was so strong and big. If anyone wanted to fight her, oh she could definitely take care of them. If she could tell anyone, she's only been able to tell a small group, her friends of course. So keeping this a secret is slightly hard, because it's simply so amazing. Perhaps the pack will call or text her today, let her know what's going on.. Or they might not. Seeing as she was the only female in the group, Ariel did feel left out of most things. It was challenging to work with a group of testosterone boys, but she could keep them in line. Her sudden mood swings were crazy, she could be sweet the next and barking angry in one minute. So she had no trouble keeping up with them, but it just got frustrating at times.

[f o x r3naissance]

『 Tegan ✚ Ciel ✚ Lesperance 』

[t h e B A S I C S]

xxxxxxxxh e l l o , m y N A M E i s :. Tegan Lesperance
xxxxxxxxb u t y o u c a n C A L L m e :. Teg, Teggers, Teglie
xxxxxxxxi n c a s e y o u h a v e n ' t N O T I C E D :. Female
xxxxxxxxB L O W , o u t a l l t h e C A N D L E S :. Seventeen

[g e t t i n g D E E P E R]

xxxxxxxxt h e y S A Y :. You won't really notice this girl much, she's rather quiet and reserved. But once you take a look into her big blue eyes, it would be hard not to notice her! Tegan is a very humbled girl, the girl with a big old heart and that would love anyone or anything. Sadly, she's a little to shy for her own good. She gets a long well with others, but never makes the effort to start a conversation. Tegan often thinks that people don't really fancy talking to her, so she does her best to stay out of conversations. Once she does make friends, which does take a while for her to come out of her shell. Then a whole different girl comes into view, and she's surprisingly funny and sarcastic. But if you're not one of her friends, you won't see that side of her very often.
xxxxxxxxo h m y G O S H :.
♥ Romance novels
♥ Sunshine
♥ My boyfriend/fiance
♥ Painting
♥ Animals
♥ Sleeping
♥ Action movies
♥ Make up
♥ Hikes and nature
xxxxxxxxE W W n o :.
✖ Spiders!
✖ The dark
✖ Thunder and lightning
✖ Being clumsy
✖ Liars
✖ Negative energy
xxxxxxxxw h a t c h a ' K N O W b o u t ' M E :. Ever since Tegan was little, it was only her and her mother. The father left the picture before she was born, the girl met him once... The relationship hasn't developed fully between them yet. But she doesn't really need her biological father, after all, her mother re-married. Her step father has definitely filled out the father role for Tegan, and they are way closer than her and her real father could ever be. Plus, her mom and step father gave Tegan the cutest little sister ever, Megan. With out this little ray of sunshine, Tegan would probably end up being a different person today. They are only one year a part, and they're more like twins than half sisters. Though the real defining moment in Tegan's life was when she met her present day boyfriend in preschool. After that moment, they had been best friends ever since, though he didn't know the real feelings she felt. It wasn't until somewhat recently, that they both revealed the feelings they shared! Oh a match made in heaven, and now the two are getting married! Could it be any more perfect?! ... Perhaps if her fiance's parents would back off.

[d i r t y l i t t l e S E C R E T S]

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xxxxxxxxi P L A Y t h e R O L E o f :. Girl One
xxxxxxxxi F O R G O T t o m e n t i o n :. Tegan is a hemophiliac, which means it's easier for her to bleed... And bleed a lot.

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From afar, you wouldn't be able to tell that the large lump under the covers was a petite sized girl. If you looked, and listened in closely, you could tell that it was indeed a female hiding under there! The girl known as Tegan Lesperance was currently hibernating, or as some teens call it today taking a 'nap'. A nap? In the morning? Wouldn't that be called sleep? Well technically, if you had been sleeping for 8 hours straight, then yes. It would be considered sleep, but Tegan on the other hand did not get 8 hours of sleep. She woke up a copious amount during the night, and probably only got 3 real hours of sleep. The girl hadn't been feeling well for the past couple of days, a little on the sick side. Tegan is the kind to always be sick, at least once a month anyways. It was like a damn period, her immune system sucks. Even better, the girl is also a hemophiliac, don't know what that is? It means her blood doesn't clot properly, and clotting is what blood does in order to stop bleeding. Sounds like trouble doesn't it? One simple paper cut can send Tegan into a blood loss faint, it's ridiculous.

The sound of her annoying alarm clock soon sprung into unwanted action. She really didn't even need the alarm clock, she was barely asleep in the first place. But the alarm clock only taunted her as it continued to ring and ring and ring, never stopping. It took the will and effort of Tegan to step up and out of bed, walking all the way across her room, and moving her fingers to the sleep button to finally shut it off. What an effort. But that's why she moved her alarm clock half way across her room in the first place, to actually wake her up so she wouldn't turn it off and go back to sleep. Which was often a very bad habit of her's.

"Time to wake up... Like I haven't been doing that enough today.." Tegan groaned unhappily, shaking her head. The girl wasn't a very good morning person, it's her least favourite time of day. If she could, she'd cut mornings right out of her schedule! But school won't let her... Tegan's auburn hair was in a mess, as usual, a big curly mess. It took forever to finally get it styled in the cute curly way she likes, but it was still a pain. Picking out clothes wasn't very hard, Tegan had sort of a unique style that no one really possessed at her school. It was quirky and fun, and reflected Tegan's personality very well... Well a certain side of her personality that is, the side that isn't shy and reserved from other people. She does show this side, just to those that are her friends... Once she settled on an outfit she smiled happily as she checked herself out in the mirror. Accessories were always a big part of her outfits, they practically made it. Notice the Hello Kitty ring on her finger? She adores that ring, never goes a day with out wearing it. It has a value to it, because her loving boyfriend bought it for her. No, not as an engagement ring. But when they first started to go out, it was the first gift he gave to her as her boyfriend actually. They had always been friends, but now they are way more than that. They are perfect, happy and rainbows practically... With out his parents in the way anyways. Perfectly pleased with the outfit she picked out for herself, she continued her way into the kitchen where morning really begins.

Almost every morning she would text her love, yes, her love. Though personally, Tegan always liked to wait for him to send her a text message. It always made her feel somewhat special, knowing that he was taking time from his morning to text her. It was sweet, but now she was slightly growing impatient and just wanted to talk to him.

To: Bb
From: Tegs
Hey bb, morning~
How are you?

Sometimes she worried that her often texting was somewhat of a nuisance, so she tried her best not to. Just sometimes it was hard to resist, she didn't want to be annoying... Yet she wanted to surround herself with him all the time. He's going to be her husband soon... So these feelings are perfectly acceptable! Wouldn't you think?

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