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[chandyland]

◤holly◥ ◤willow◥ ◤miran◥

"i've always been shy and gentle, until she came along."

possessed like no other
miss shy photographer
miss outrageous drinker

◤ ❤ ◥XXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXLets Get Basic
You might know me as, Holly Willow Miran.
But you better call me,
Holly if you know whats good for you.
Its been seventeen years, since I was born.
August twenty-eight was the day my mother experienced a miracle.
I Get turned on by those pork swords
That makes me a sexy heterosexual sweetheart
The colors that I look best in are, #FF82AB and #DDA0DD

Lets Get PhysicalXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXXX◤ ❤ ◥

When I was born, my natural hair color was light brown
I've messed with my hair so much to he point where its dark brown
My eyes have always been the sunning color of hazel
I loved getting jabbed with sharp objects, so I have double in my ears
The feeling of a needle against my skin, feels so grand. So I have bare skin

◤ ❤ ◥XXXXXXXLets Get To Know Eachother XXXXXXX◤ ❤ ◥

I've lived a life, you might not understand; I've always been the shy girl that no one pays attention to. I blend in with the corners, I take pictures of everyone when their doing embarrassing things or something other than that. I take pictures of every detail I can -- the beautiful yellow and orange leaves on the trees, or the crisp blades of grass sprinkled in dew. When I heard about the deaths at school, it was pretty intense. I didn't say anything though, I kept to myself. Some were completely affected, and some even attempted to kill themselves. I was so used to having my life perfectly in line, I had it all planned out. I had college planned out, Paris, Greece and all of those other countries I wanted to visit. I wanted to be a famous photographer, my pictures are pretty good, I can't lie. My life was perfectly in line, perfectly scheduled.

It wasn't until I woke up with that little voice accompanying me in my head.

I woke up one day, I was planning on it being any other day. But, instead, a voice lingered in the back of my head. And that voice belonged to, none other than, the crazy party girl that was always drunk. Otherwise known as Beth Daniels. I couldn't believe it -- the little red head with bright green eyes was in the back of my head, she was just there, her bright green eyes looking through my hazel ones. My very first response was to scream, so I did. I screamed at the top of my lungs, while she scolded me to shut up. She could speak to me, I could speak to her. She saw everything I saw, she heard everything I heard. She tasted everything I chewed, she slept whenever I slept. It was almost like a split personality, right down the middle. I thought she had died, I thought she was gone forever, never to be seen again. It wasn't until she explained to me what she was doing in my head, sharing my brain, but not my interest. It was like my brain was split in half, half was hers, half was mine, but I ruled over all. She could break through if I was overwhelmed or if I was royally pissed, which was never often.

So, I did the only thing I could do: I kept my mouth shut. I made her stay back, I put up a wall, refusing to let her break through. Beth likes to bug me -- she's always pestering me about stuff. One time she broke through -- I wasn't overwhelmed, she was overwhelmed. As soon as she saw that man whore, who she had had a relationship with in the past, she broke my control and ran straight towards him, crying while she hugged him. But, it looked extremely weird because it looked like me on the outside. It was completely embarrassing, I ended up scolding her and giving her the silent treatment. You know their is something wrong with you when you have someone living inside there with you. Then, I began to wonder if I was just going crazy. Maybe I was just imaging her here -- maybe it was just my conscious, until she explained her full past to me. That's how I knew I wasn't just imaging her in my head. Which, was a good thing. I wasn't crazy.

She was a big time partier. She always got drunk, disobeyed her parents, and didn't listen to anyone. She was rich, as she explained to me. She told me how her dad and her mother got a divorce, then her dad married some young chick that was maybe a little older than she was. That's when she got into partying. Then, she got involved with Mister Seductive Chick Magnet. Supposedly, she thought it was love. They just started taking it seriously, when she decided she would driver herself home from a wild party. She had gotten drunk, probably several shots of Vodka and multiple beers and glasses of champagne. Now that's pretty drunk in my opinion. She drove into the ocean -- way to die -- she couldn't swim when she was drunk or swim in general, I mean we live right by the ocean for Pete sake. She drowned -- her body was fished out of the ocean a couple of days later after being missing. That's how her soul ended up in my body. I was sharing my body with someone who was completely different than I was. Someone that I didn't know; someone that didn't know me. It was going to be one hell of a ride.

I am who I want to be, so if you don't like it deal with it. I'm deathly shy. I can't stand talking to someone new, that might be why I don't have many friends. I don't talk to very many people, I normally just take pictures of them behind their back or just blend into the crowd, being the small little girl that I am. I'm just pretty average. I don't fit in with the "in" crowd and I'm not one of those "misfits". I casually just hang out around the photoshop room and I'm normally hanging around some of the other artistic kids. That's only on occasion, I don't talk to them very often. I'm a computer whiz, but Beth likes to argue with me about it. That, or she's fascinated about it. I've always been a computer or technology in general whiz. I could hook up anything that had to do with technology. When your a photographer, you have to know how to do things. You break yours camera, your screwed.

I don't know if you can call me "nice" or "sweet". Shy is more of the word, unless you want to go into multiple synonyms for the word "shy". Like maybe: bashful or coy. I wouldn't say innocent, but I'm very trustworthy. I can keep any secret, partly because no one ever tells me their secret and there is no one to talk to. With Beth inside of my brain, constantly telling me to open up and go to a couple of parties and get to know some more kids, she's slowly getting me to open up. I keep closing myself though, I'm very timid when it comes to that type of stuff. I always blush, I'm always blush deeply when a boy just talks to me. That's why I'm not used to it. I'm an only child, so I'm basically a loner. I don't mind it though, I like being alone in my oversized bedroom taking pictures of the walls and magazines that I find laying on my desk.

I'm not too melodramatic, but I'm not exactly nonchalant, either. I worry about things, but I could sit in my bedroom all day not worrying about my homework. The only thing I really worry about is my pictures and my secret's getting out. Those are two of the only things that bug me, but other than that I'm pretty laid-back. I'm not too self-conscious but Beth is. She always cares about the way we look, she's been attempting to buy my clothes now. It's hard to keep her away from the stores or going to the mall. She continues to gain the capability to break through my control. Now, I'm more focused and reserved, having inner conversations with myself. Which is really Beth disagreeing with me or something. I'm always focused on keeping Beth away from control, just in case she sees Mister Seductive Chick Magnet again.

Do you even have a clue how much I love;
h o l l y dark chocolate
h o l l y being alone
h o l l y my camera
h o l l y technology
h o l l y pulling all-nighters
h o l l y staying up late
h o l l y being nocturnal
h o l l y bananas
h o l l y sour candy

You know I can't stand;
h o l l y mornings
h o l l y sharing a body
h o l l y loud noises
h o l l y attention
h o l l y headaches
h o l l y stomach aches
h o l l y anything painful
h o l l y spiders
h o l l y needles

Don't you dear say anything about; Besides the fact that I have a living soul combined with mine in my body? But, she died before hand and now we are bunking in one body that originally belonged to me? Nothing really, what have I got to hide? Besides the fact I'm growing a small crush on...

I've been watching you, and every time our eyes meet, my heart stops. Beth is unconditionally in love with Mister Seductive Chick Magnet. Even though she is inside of me, she is still in love with this man. I have to admit -- he is fairly hot. But, I've always had sort of a crush on Mister Painter. But, shh! I would die if someone found out about this.

This is music to my ears, Electric Feel -- MGMT ; Bang Bang -- Nancy Sinatra

They love pulling my strings.
egg-cellent

[chandyland]

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HOLLY WILLOW MIRAN

sunday morning rain is falling
steal some covers share some skin
clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
you twist to fit the things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
and I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew
that someday it would lead me back to you

Holly had been up for awhile. She was laying on her queen sized bed, on top of the white comforter. She was snapping pictures of her ceiling fan that was spinning a thousand miles an hour. She had been up for awhile -- possibly since 5:30. She normally wasn't an early riser, in fact she hated mornings. She couldn't stand them. Holly just wasn't able to sleep last night -- normally she slept like rock. But, she felt like someone was there, like someone was watching her sleep. So, instead she slept with her lights on, to reassure herself that no one was watching her sleep. Holly was almost positive she was just being paranoid, but she didn't know. She was just being safe. Holly normally woke up late -- normally the obnoxious beeping coming from her alarm clock. Or the aggravating screaming from her mother. She normally ignored it, but after awhile she would know she had to wake up. Instead of waking up to that, Holly woke herself up this morning. She was almost positive this would never happen again. She was wearing a pair of cheerleading shorts -- otherwise known as booty shorts -- and a white t-shirt from middle school graduation. The seventeen year old continued to snap pictures of her ceiling fan in the dim light, she had zoned out. That was something she did often, she didn't pay attention to much. 'Well your an early riser.' An unfamiliar voice chimed in the back of her head. Holly cocked her head to the side, she stopped taking pictures of the ceiling fan. The voice was still lingering in the back of her head, she felt like someone was watching her again. Not only that, but she could feel the presence in the back of her mind. Holly slowly sat up -- her brunette, curly hair falling behind her. 'I'm just imagining things,' Holly told herself. She shrugged, about to lay back down on her comforter. This time, she rolled her eyes. But, she didn't roll her eyes. Someone else rolled her eyes. Holly dropped her camera in her lap, it hurt her ankle. 'Ow! Be careful! I didn't realize those things were so heavy.' The voice scolded Holly. Holly couldn't help it: She screamed at the top of her lungs.

'I didn't realize you had such a high pitched scream. Your going to burst our ear drums!' The voice was definitely there. There wasn't any doubt about it. Holly started to panic, her hand immediately went to her head, she touched her forehead. What was going on? 'Um... Hello?' Holly thought, feeling completely stupid while she did so. Maybe she was just going crazy? Maybe all of this alone time finally hit her hard and she was just imagining things. Maybe she had some type of disease? Holly gridded her teeth, trying to get the voice to go away. 'Yeah, I'm here. Your not turning into a lunatic, yet.' That was reassuring. Holly didn't know what to think. For one: she thought she was going crazy. For two: maybe she was going crazy. For three: she was hearing a voice inside of her head. 'Who are you? Unless... Unless you are me. But, not me at the same time? Wait...' Holly tried to think. 'You don't know me? Do you remember me? Oh, yeah. Your that girl that hides in the corners at school.' Whoever it was, they shook her head. They wasn't the word, it was definitely a she. Holly's vision cleared up -- this time she could see who was in the back of her head speaking to her. It was Beth. The same Beth that recently drove off of a bridge into an ocean and found her dead. "Beth?" Holly asked aloud, even though it sounded like she was talking to herself. 'It's about time. Yep. I'm trapped inside of your head, it's about time you had someone to talk to!' She mentally laughed at her own joke. "What are you doing in my head?" Holly snapped. She was talking to herself, but she wasn't at the same time. Her hazel eyes were darting everywhere, trying to understand what was going on. It was like she was having a conversation with herself, when indeed, she was having a conversation to herself. Even though she was speaking to Beth. It was all too confusing in general.

Beth explained everything to Holly. Starting off with her parents, ending up with the way she was a total drunk once she was introduced to alcohol. Holly, on the other hand, had never even sipped alcohol. She's never had beer, Vodka, a martini or anything of that variety. She's always been a good little girl towards her parents. But, Beth was completely different. The two were complete opposites. Beth talked to everyone -- that didn't mean she didn't have haters. A lot of people hated that girl. Probably because she was always going out to parties, always drinking alcohol and treating some kids like a b***h. Except, she was a b***h sometimes. Beth hissed at Holly when she thought this, but she continued on what she was saying. She went on and on about how much she was falling for the man whore of the school and how it was slowly getting "serious". Holly, on the other hand, would never fall for someone like that... right? But, the way Beth described him was almost unbearable to listen to -- how much she was loving him. Holly could barely stand listening to this. She made Beth skip to the party she went to that one night when she drove into the ocean. Beth went on and on about how much fun she had at the party, how many shots of Vodka she had, how many beers and glass of champagne she had. Holly couldn't even believe how someone could consume that much alcohol without vomiting all over the place -- until she told her that she had vomited. Beth described the feelings she had when she drove over the bridge, how long it took her to finally realize that she was plummeting towards her death. Holly could barely imagine what it was like to do so. To watch your death lied out right before your eyes. Beth couldn't swim drunk or sober, so that wasn't necessarily a good thing. She described how she couldn't breathe, and her last thought about that man whore. Holly found herself crying through the whole story, along with Beth int he back of her mind. The two sobbed together for awhile, until the sudden vibration came from Holly's phone. 'Who's that?' Beth sniffed, looking through my eyes to see who the text was from. It was from Evelyn, of course. She was the only one that texted Holly. 'Oh. I never spoke to her before. Is she nice?' Beth asked. Holly nodded, wiping her nose with her wrist, then began to reply.

to: lyn
from: holly

yeah, i'm awake. i have been for awhile now.
we can meet at school, then decide from there.
we've got a lot more time.

Holly decided not to tell Evelyn about Beth living inside her body with her. For now, Holly would have to survive with sharing a body. Would she have to spend the rest of her life like this? Holly didn't bother taking a shower, she thought it would be too weird with someone else living with her in one body. So, instead she went to go get dressed. Holly walked into her walk in closet that she could easily hide in and decided on one of her favorite outfits. Once Holly was dressed, she let her brown curly hair fall down her back, she sprayed it with a little hairspray, then she was done. 'Aw, we look cute!' Beth bounced up and down in Holly's head. We? Was this going to be some type of long-term thing? 'We?' Holly questioned, putting her finger to her temple. 'Yes, we. Get used to it, bud. Why are your lips so red? You didn't put any lipstick on them!' Beth bounced some more. Was it really that excited? Holly rolled her eyes. She was already sitting in her Volkswagon. The car was small, but it was enough for Holly... and Beth. Holly was already half way to the school with Beth constantly bugging her about the roads and how "clean" her car was. Holly parked right next to Evelyn's car -- already seeing the girl. She got out of her car, locking it behind her. "Hey, Evelyn." Holly greeted Evelyn.

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Heroes could never have this much fun. It must be hard "saving" people from disasters. It must be hard work, it was something that Evelyn was way to careless to care about. She would walk around in her underwear if she had a choice, all of her clothes were in flames, along with all of her other possessions and belongings that she didn't care about. "Why, yes I am implying that you can't kick my a**." Ev mocked, wearing a grin. Heroes were too high strung to enjoy the magic of terrorizing fragile humans. Maybe if they tried to relax once in awhile -- let them do whatever they want to do -- they wouldn't be so high-strung and pissy. But, then again, the villains tried to piss the heroes off. Evelyn flipped an imaginary piece of hair behind her shoulder. Her hair was tied back in a messy bun, so only a few strands tickled the back of her neck. "Humans are always going whack. They can't understand a couple of issues, they probably think this is some type of terrorist attack. And seeing how Sarah and Jesse robbed some banks and Lucas jacked a car, we're pretty much on a role." Evelyn shrugged.

Evelyn looked up to see Darcy walking through the park alone. Where was "Anabella"? Didn't she hate to be called that? Johnny did have a point -- workaholics nowadays couldn't live without coffee. They were too lazy to make their own, so they went out to Starbucks or something. "Why don't we blow up your cafe?" Evelyn suggested, she could only imagine the coffee place up in flames. She could see people running out like crazy, throwing their arms in the air with this suits on fire. What he said next made Evelyn slap her hands over her mouth, to keep her from bursting into laughter. Ev was not only shocked that Johnny had told Jesse that, but what her response would be. Lord only knew what this girl would do. When Jesse ripped off her s**t, Evelyn couldn't help but t laugh. She should have expected Jesse to do so -- and now Johnny would be in trouble. One perverted thought and she could make him jump off of a cliff. "Well, seeing how you just ripped off your shirt in public, I think you're doing a pretty good job." Evelyn joked. Johnny toyed with a water hose, Evelyn smirked as the humans got squirted with the water. That looked like it would hurt. "Maybe you should screw with their minds, make them jump off of buildings and all of that jazz."

Her attention was suddenly directed on the cheers and the flames dying down from her burning apartment building. Ev stared at it for awhile, before realizing that only one person was able to do this. Sofia. Or otherwise known as Anabella. "Damn it!" Evelyn shouted, directing her attention towards the building that wasn't burning anymore. "It was Sofia, wasn't it? Her and the way she grows plants and 'fixes' all of out mistakes. Maybe I should just catch all her trees on fire? Then I'll show her who's boss." Evelyn spat. She figured that Sofia would be here anytime now, since Darcy was alone. "Just wait till she gets here." Pretending to crack her knuckles, like Jacob across from the group, Evelyn placed her hands in her lap. Itching to catch something on fire or maybe cause a couple of whirlwinds. "If you see her today, slap her for me."

Hearing Lucas make suggestions, Evelyn couldn't help but smile. Blowing up the library and bombing this place. "Ooh, I like that idea. Maybe burn a few plants and create a couple of tornadoes. The cops are going to have a blast today, no one can say they aren't doing their job." Evelyn joked. Of course they weren't doing their job, the stupid heroes were doing their job, then giving them the credit because they were "good" people according to their book. What's the point of keeping your powers a secret when you have them. Hearing Johnny's response to the money made Evelyn smirk. "Pssh, it was worth it." Evelyn smiled before her attention was directed towards the bushes and a muffled "ouch". With a small flick of her hand, she parted some of the bushes aside to see Willow's hair stuck in the branches. Evelyn snickered at the girl, then couldn't stop herself from what came out next:

"Look, it's Willow!"

Evelyn practically shouted it. She slapped a hand over her mouth, even though it didn't do any good to do so. She had already shouted it. Evelyn glanced at Jacob, so see if he was on her case about anything. It looked like she was trying to hide, but instead she got her hair caught in the bush and made the mistake of saying "ouch". She was probably taking notes on the group, seeing how she had her journal with her. Evelyn found it quite amusing how the genius took notes on the heroes and villains, reporting suspicious "activity". Evelyn was too careless to really care if she did so, but she could really piss Jacob off by spinning her finger and catching him on fire while Willow was there. She smiled at the thought. "Hey, Willow. Why don't you join us?" She suggested, glancing up at Johnny and Jesse. The picture was hilarious. Johnny hiding behind a naked shoulder, while Jesse was looking at Willow.

[chandyland]

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HOLLY WILLOW MIRAN

sunday morning rain is falling
steal some covers share some skin
clouds are shrouding us in moments unforgettable
you twist to fit the things just get so crazy living life gets hard to do
and I would gladly hit the road get up and go if I knew
that someday it would lead me back to you

Evelyn had a weird sense of humor, but in a good way. Holly gave a small smile, then nodded once. "I'm already there," Holly sighed, referring to the little voice trapped inside of her head. 'What's that suppose to mean?' Beth snapped. Well, duh. Holly found it completely complicated if she had to share a body with the rest of her life, when the other soul inside of her yearns for Nate and her old friends. Evelyn and Holly were approaching the entrance, just when Nate was spotted. Holly didn't know he was there, but almost immediately Beth noticed the same cologne; Beth, now freaking out, took control of Holly's body. Holly turned around, but it was really Beth, then was suddenly overwhelmed by the sight of her previous boyfriend. Beth ran with Holly's little legs -- she was used to being tall and lean, not short and thin -- and approached Nate as quickly as she could. Holly was now inside of Beth's head, it took her awhile to realize what was going on. "Nate!" Beth screamed with Holly's high pitched voice, just in time to embrace him into a big bear hug. Holly never spoke too loud, but with Beth taking control of her, Beth made her sound confident even with the high pitched voice. There was so many things wrong with this picture. For one: Beth thought that she was hugging Nate, as herself, but it looked like Holly had gone up to Nate out of random approach and hugged him. Holly didn't even talk to the guy, she didn't really speak to anyone, then out of nowhere it looked like she went to hug him. Talk about random.

Holly finally regained her control -- after the random hug last a couple of seconds. "Beth!" Holly shrieked, letting go of Nate like he was on fire. She realized what she had just shouted, Holly's eyes grew wide. She could only imagine what the damage must be on Nate after loosing his girlfriend. "Be-best bud. Hey! What's up? You know what, I gotta go. Let's catch up later?" Holly turned on her heels, running towards Evelyn, blushing like crazy. 'Beth! God damn it! It looks like I just went to hug him! Not you! Me, as in Holly!' Holly scolded Beth, who was just dancing around in the back of her mind. Beth didn't realize what she had just done, she was just happy that she got to hold Nate one more time in her arms, even though they weren't hers. They were Holly's. 'Do not do that again!' Holly tried to get Beth to focus, but she was still too happy. "Oh, sorry about that. See you during lunch?" Holly told Evelyn, before turning the corner towards first period biology.

This is what caught Beth's attention. She stopped dancing, then began racking Holly's memory for past experiences in biology. 'Where are we going?' Beth asked, innocently. 'We're going to biology. My first class.' Holly said in a duh-s**t type of voice. 'But, I hate biology.' Beth whispered. 'Why don't we go to my class?' Beth asked, trying to get out of going to biology. Holly laughed slightly out loud. 'Well, your going to have to suffer. I can't go to your class because I'm not you.' Holly told Beth before turning into her biology class. She didn't smile or wave at anyone, instead, she went straight to her table, then sat down. She sat there, not bothering to wonder about anything else. She could have internal conversations, which was almost crazy in some eyes. 'Who's your partner?' Beth asked. Holly turned to look towards her left, no one was there yet. She didn't know what their name was. Holly frowned, trying to remember. 'I don't know,' she admitted, looking towards the right.

[chandyland]

computer club, all types of steroetypes.

[chandyland]

_____________________________

holly && beth

LET'S GO TO A PARTY? HOW ABOUT WE STAY INCOGNITO?

Holly wasn't paying attention. In fact, she was watching the door to see the students come in. Beth was doing the same thing, partly because she had no choice. It wasn't until the familiar form came in that she made Holly's heart jump. 'Why didn't you tell me he was in this class?' Beth questioned Holly, trying to watch Nate. But, Holly's eyes were back down on her lap, which had her book in it. She flipped the page to act like she was reading it, which would be completely pointless. 'He's not in my class. I don't know what he's doing here.' Holly was blushing deeply as she turned the page again, eying the page for awhile before turning it again. 'Well then let's find out!' Beth's voice was filled with enthusiasm as she forced Holly to look up. As soon as Holly did so, Nate turned towards her to sit down next to her. Once again -- her heart did a jump, but it was only Beth smelling his cologne again. 'Beth, stop it.' Holly demanded, but it was only a weak attempted to make her stop. 'But, we're in touching distance!' Beth pleaded, making her request obvious. 'I'm not going to touch him.' Holly thought, determined to keep her away for right now. Beth would distract her from her work, she would be too interested in the boy next to her, then it would be distracting trying to fight her back so she didn't reach for him.

She didn't notice that she had been chewing helplessly on her pencil. The pencil's eraser was already gone, she was chewing on the wood now. This habit didn't belong to Holly, it belonged to Beth. Beth always chewed on her pencil or finger nails when she was nervous or completely excited like she was now. 'You're a bad influence on me.' Holly eyed the pencil as she thought this, trying to push away the thoughts of Nate sitting next to her. It was difficult to do so, when Beth was ready to jump on top of him. 'Look at his ears, their still the same as always.' Beth was trying her hardest to look over at him, but Holly wouldn't let her. It was like she was fighting with her body, Beth was trying to take control while Holly was still trying to keep in control. 'Beth, get this through our brain. Understand that you look like me, he's not going to see Beth hugging him. He's going to see me, as in Holly, hugging him.' Holly tried to explain to Beth, who was still caught up in Nate's cologne. 'Then tell him that I'm here.' Dumbfounded, Holly stopped chewing on the pencil that had somehow made it back to her mouth. 'What?' She asked, obviously in shock by what Beth had just told her to do. 'Jeez, are you death? Tell. Him. I'm. Here.' Beth said it slowly, like she was trying to get through to Holly. 'No! For one: he'd think I was crazy. For two: then what? Hand my body over to you? Why are you here in the first place?' Holly attempted to control the emotions that would soon be sprawled out of her face to her as she thought this.

After thinking this, Beth quickly changed the topic. 'Can we go to a party tonight?' Beth asked as if she didn't know Holly at all. When, of course she didn't know Holly at all. 'It's a school night.' Besides trying to cover up the fact that she had never really been to a party, Holly tried to focus on one thing at once. Besides the teacher chatting up a storm in the front, it was difficult. Holly decided that keeping Beth back was more important than listening to the teacher drone on about biology. 'You've never been to a party!' Beth taunted; Holly pictures her smiling away in her head. 'It doesn't matter, we're not going to one.' Holly attempted to push Beth away, thinking that she could get things back to normal if Beth wasn't here annoying the hell out of her. Holly failed, of course. Beth was too strong. 'You're not going, but I am. Even if I have to force it on you.' A wave of smug flew over Holly, which was only Beth feeling like she had accomplished something.

'I'm going to apologize.' Holly thought, chewing helplessly on the pencil. 'Damn it Beth! You're going to ruin my teeth!' Beth didn't care about that, obviously. 'Why are you going to apologize?' Beth asked, worried about Nate next to her. Why was she so worried? 'For you. I'm going to apologize to Nate for hugging him.' Holly tried to explain before shutting the book in front of her and placing her now chewed up pencil down next to the book. 'No!' Beth pleaded. Too late. Holly was already turning to look at Nate. "Hey, Nate.." Holly said slowly, trying not to look at Nate. 'Don't apologize!' Why did it matter to her? "I'm sorry about.. about this morning, you know when I hugged you and all?" Holly finally managed, hoping that he wouldn't ask any questions as to why she had done so or any other questions. Holly turned back to her pencil. She eyed it, ready to begin gnawing on it.

'beth
'holly
"holly

[chandyland]

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"This place is so pretty!" Molly cooed as the group trotted through Italy. Molly, on the other hand, was dancing around, admiring the buildings and buying stuff for fun. She didn't care how much she spent, it wasn't exactly her cash. Molly also had a way with batting her eyelashes at foreign men as they walked by. You could tell the group wasn't originally from Italy, judging how Molly was picking up every exotic fruit that the group passed by. She was standing next to [ princeton ] and Jay as they walked the streets of gorgeous Italy. Molly was putting on an act, she was good at doing that type of stuff. Her parents always told her that she would do good as an actress. She could play any character well, right now, she was acting like a ditsy blond taking a stroll in a foreign country with her best friends. She didn't expect to see how the foreigners would act to the group, but she could care less. She was just in it for the hot guys.

Italy was truly beautiful. Molly had to admit -- she was shocked when she first glanced down at the ground while they were in that plane. Italy looked beautiful from all the way up there, and now she was cruising the streets with her best friends. Maybe they could meet some hot Italian guys and hook up. But, Molly was always afraid of those horror movies. She used to watch them for hours and hours at a time, she slowly became afraid of the whole ordeal. The only thing that tipped her off was the movie "Taken". Now that was something to take into interest. Pushing those thoughts aside, Molly only thought about their time that they would spend in Italy. Italy was just one of the foreign countries on Molly's places to visit. She was planning on going to France and Germany, maybe Australia and New Zealand.

Seeing Brie and Maddy depart from the group to go into some little shop, Molly stopped outside with the other boys. Seeing Jay bump into some girl, she couldn't help but laugh softly. "Jeez, Jay. You're such a flirt monster." Molly teased, leaning back on the wall that was behind her. After five minutes of waiting, Brie and Maddy came out of the shop. Maddy looked flushed, but Molly didn't have time to ask questions. As if she cared. The group turned away from the little shop, she glanced behind her shoulder at the fortune teller. It was all very creepy. Why had she even gone in there in the first place?

"Ooh, let's go in there."

Molly pointed to the restaurant ahead of them. It was really the only restaurant within walking distance. She began to ponder on the idea of foreign cars. Especially Italian cars. Molly couldn't tell a car from a dish washer; she would be lucky if she got to sit in the passenger seat. She was normally "anti-car", she repelled them at her very presence.

outfit

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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx❝ the u g l y r i c h k i d ❞
xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxwilliam kennedy slem

xxxxxxxxxxxxxx{ [ liam or will ] [ eighteen ] [ male ] [ heterosexual ] }
xxxxxxxxxxxxxx{ [ #4682B4 & #FFC125 ] [ egg-cellent ] }

chivalrous ✖ stuck up ✖ manipulative

[chandyland]

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holly && beth

LET'S GO TO A PARTY? HOW ABOUT WE STAY INCOGNITO?

Holly didn't expect him to be all "whatever" about it, but Beth did. She was almost positive that Nate would just say okay about it. Holly continued to remind her that it wasn't Beth he was talking to, it was her. Of course, Beth didn't listen. Who knew drunks were so stubborn. When Nate said he wouldn't, Beth's mood immediately died down. 'Told you...' Holly taunted; 'Wait. He's not finished.' Beth said impatiently, ready to see if she was right. At the very mention of a "prank" made Holly tense. 'Prank?' Beth asked, trying to look up to see what his expression was. But, Holly wouldn't let her. She focused her gave on his chest, occasionally letting Beth get through to peek up at him. 'I told you, Beth. He didn't see you, he saw me.' Beth mentally shook her head. 'You've got to tell him I'm here!' Beth cried. Holly didn't notice it before, but Beth finally did. Nate was crying. 'You made him cry.' Just the very thought of Nate crying made Holly feel guilty. She was weak. 'This isn't the first time,' Beth pictured Nate crying when he found out that she had drove off of a bridge. The picture was placed into Holly's head as she thought this. 'Stop it, Beth!'

Not speaking made Beth agitated. She wanted to burst out and tell him who she was, even though it would look like Holly was telling Nate that she was really Beth. Now that would piss him off. Holly kept her mouth shut, ignoring Beth as much as she possibly could. There never was anything special about her. She just sat around taking pictures without anyone noticing her doing so. She was never noticed, she didn't mind, either. 'Aren't you going to tell him something?' Beth asked, trying to break through Holly's wall. 'Like, maybe you can tell him that I'm here? And you didn't do that to him, I did?' Too bad it was logically impossible. Yeah, why didn't she just go up to some scientist and tell him her issues. 'That's not funny.' The only thing Beth cared about was telling Nate that she was still alive and kicking, well as much as it was possible, of course. 'Pssh. He called that polite?' Beth tried, but it was only a failed attempt to cheer Holly up. 'I'm pretty sure you would know when he isn't being polite.' Holly wasn't surprised by his reaction -- she had shouted "Beth" because she temporarily took over her body. Who knew what she would be capable of whenever she gets the hang of it. Whenever she gets used to breaking through Holly's walls, she would end up being the exact opposite of Holly. Then they would know something was up.

'Hey... Do you think that there are others like me?' Beth asked. Holly was watching Nate walk off out of the corner of her eye, but when Holly said this, it snapped her back to reality. 'What's that suppose to mean? Others like you?' Holly asked, confused by what Beth was trying to tell her. 'I mean, Evelyn lost Jesse. Shamus lost Evan. Alex lost Gabby. Nate lost me. Don't you think that others could be inside of others brains? You know, kicking inside of there? Speaking to them like I'm speaking to you?' Beth thought long and hard about this. Every now and then exploring Holly's memory, going over the deaths. She skipped hers, of course. 'I've never considered that. I don't plan too, either. Right now, I'm on the verge of thinking that I'm just imagining you. As in, you're not really in my head.' Holly shook her head, writing down some notes that were on the board. 'I think so. Or, they're just not as determined as I am.' Beth thought longer. 'I wish you weren't so chivalrous.' It was easier to focus on multiple things when someone wasn't fighting for control.

'beth
'holly
"holly

[chandyland]

william xavier neo

nicknames : liam or will
age : eighteen
gender : male
sexuality : heterosexual
role : the stubborn switcheroo


xoxoxoxox✖ chivalrous
xoxoxoxox✖ bold
xoxoxoxox✖ devious
xoxoxoxox✖ arrogant

[chandyland]

XOXOXOXOXXOXOXXOXOliam NOT georgia
IS THIS SOME CRUEL JOKE?

It was colder than usual. Not only that, but the sheets felt different than normal. Where was my thick navy comforter? These were too fluffy to be mine. Not only that, but my hair was being tugged like it was tied back. Well, that was odd. I turned to my right, but instead of being greeted by more sheets and multiple pillows, I fell off of the bed. Immediately, I let out a groan, something that I was used to. Normally, I just toss off of the bed. The groan didn't sound like it belonged to me, which was different. I was used to the low moan, but this one was more high pitched. Was someone else in my bedroom? At the very thought of someone else being in my room, I shot up, my eyes wide. I looked frantically all over the bedroom, too much in a daze to see were I really was. I looked past the desk, looking away from the bed. Once I saw that no one else was in the room, I slowly stood up, my feet planted firmly on the plush carpet.

Wait, carpet?

It was then that I finally started to realize were I was. I was standing in a bedroom that didn't belong to me. There was carpet instead of hardwood floors, the bed sheets weren't the same. Nothing was. Then, it finally hit me: I was standing in Georgia's room. The same Georgia that I used to be friends with; the same Georgia that showed everyone that embarrassing video of me. Did something happen last night? Did I get extremely drunk and sleep with her? I snapped my head towards the bed, but it was empty. The only thing left on the bed was the sheets and the pillows. Letting out a sigh of relief, I then glanced down at my feet. Which weren't my usual feet. Instead of the tan, size eleven shoe size, I was looking down at a pair of bony feet that did not belong to me. Immediately, my eyes grew wide. I held out a long leg, which also didn't belong to me, and eyed it carefully. Was this some type of cruel joke? Was I just imagining things? I glanced behind a bare shoulder, behind me was a vanity, with a mirror balanced against it. Running towards it, I almost tripped over my new long legs. It felt different to run.

I wasn't looking at myself in the mirror. I was looking at Georgia. Her hair was tied back into a pony tail, she had on a pair of black shorts and a white t-shirt that looked like it was from middle school graduation. I looked behind her shoulder, trying to see were I was. But, I wasn't there because I was Georgia. I picked up my hand, Georgia did the same in the mirror. I poked my cheek, she did the same. I lifted up my arm, she did the same. I finally realized something: I was Georgia. Before I could react to anything, I screamed. Which was really Georgia's high pitched scream. I shoved her hands in her ears, trying to get away from the scream even though it was me who just screamed. What was going on? I started to pace the room with her legs, it was so weird having a female body. I glanced down at her chest, before feeling exposed and looked back forward. Jeez, how did girls live with these things? They were sore.

It seemed like forever since the last time I was in Georgia's room. Before all of that stupid drama and the retarded video that she showed the whole world of me. Way to humiliate a guy, seriously. After that video got loose, I had a hard time showing my face around in school. It was all her fault for the complete embarrassment. I didn't ever understand if she did it on purpose, or if she just picked up the wrong tape. Once she showed it to that one group of people, it was already recorded on cell phones, written down and everything. It went all through the school, blaring it's obvious embarrassment everywhere. Now, what was I doing her body? Was it some type of karma? Didn't I already receive enough karma with that video? Hell, I don't even believe in karma! Is this even possible? Waking up in someone else? How was I even suppose to get through the day as Georgia? What was I suppose to do if I had to pee? What do I do to change into other clothes?

Finally, the idea struck me to call myself. Or Georgia. Or whoever was in my body! Unless it was just lying there in the bed, dead. I didn't think about that until now. If no one texted back after awhile, I would come to the conclusion that I would just be lying there, helpless and dead. Then, were are Georgia? Was she still inside of her body? Was I in some type of logically impossible other dimension? I turned towards her cell phone that was lying on the piece of furniture next to the large bed. I hesitated when it came to touching it, I didn't know if I was suppose to or not. Would it be invading privacy? Well that was a stupid question. When it came to privacy, I was already pushing it. I snatched the phone off of the charger with her hand, then flipped it open.

Now, how do I work this thing?

After twenty minutes of fiddling with the phone, I was finally able to send a text to myself or whoever was in my body. It was much easier to text with her thin fingers, as opposed to my fingers. I tried to think of how I should send the text. Should I just say something, acting like I was really Georgia? Or just act like myself? As confused as I was, I finally managed a text. Even though it wasn't much, I just came up with something simple and not too confusing.


hey.
uh, how are you?

The text wasn't much. Just an attempt to find out if my body was still up and working.

ooc: ew D;

[chandyland]

the aftermath


an original role play by ► egg-cellent
i have been inspired by ► i am legend || featuring will smith!
what happens if you steal ► i can guarantee death
if you don't believe me ► just wait
can you fit my expectations? ► advanced literate

ooc ► profile

[chandyland]

the rules


▶ basics ) basics, babeh. first thing is first, you can cuss, darlings, just not too much. fit your characters, too. if they are bitches, then they should be bitches. if you are going to be absent for a certain amount of days, please inform me so that you don't just disappear on me. that irks me. go ahead and post in the ooc, don't be afraid to make friends! jeez, i sound like some type of teacher/counselor. do what ever the ******** you want to do! here is a major in this role play: maturity. if your characters do not get along in the role play, then that's jolly. if they picks fights with each other, that's jollier; everyone loves drama! just, don't go to the ooc and be an immature little b*****d. i hope i don't need to go over this - seriously, we're all advanced literate role players, right? no ******** cybering. once the clothes are off, time skip. if things get slow, go ahead and recommend a time skip. although, please either post it in the ooc or pm me. i have to approve though. check the ooc often for announcements.

▶ literacy ) this is an advanced literate role play. i want correct grammar, correct spelling. use spell check, mozilla firefox, or microsoft. anything that works for you. unless you have magnificent spelling, and you have never spelled a word wrong in your life. do not use text talk unless you are sending a text, e-mail or IM. make sure to color quote those too. punctuation should be correct, do not repeat yourself over and over again. once: we get your ******** point. i do not know what your definition of advanced literate is, but mine is: at least four decent paragraphs. more is excellent. if you can't produce that much, even with writers block, then gtfo. if you post less than that, you will receive two warnings. three strikes, your out. i want at the very least eight sentences in each of your paragraphs. once again, more is great. kay?

▶ reservations ) i know most of you just skipped to this paragraph to see the secret title. well, if you did, gtfo. read the upper paragraphs or you will be gone. to reserve a character, you must meet the following requirements: you have to be an advanced literate role player; you must send me a PM stating that you meet my requirements, which should include a sample and it should include what role you want to play. you can add the name and posting color of your character, but it's not required. if you do not receive the character you applied for, do not ******** pout. try another role, but i cannot guarantee s**t. to reserve, the title must be the title of the character position you are applying for.

▶ profiles ) you must use the profile skeleton i provide for you. do not change a thing on it. nothing! if there is a flaw, please inform me and i will fix it. the profile sometimes gets screwed up in the pm's. no worries. use the character i provide for you, it makes things easier. the profile is nothing special, really; it's just something itty bitty, it shouldn't even be called a profile. once sending your profile to me, the title should be your characters full name. you have a maximum of forty-eight hours. that's two days.

▶ posting ) when posting, please make sure your post are pretty! use a variety of different colors, and pictures. use icons if you would like. add lyrics, poems or sayings in your post. include their name, etc. don't use very bright colors. when your character is speaking, color quote it. do the same with texts so that we know what you are doing. try not to blind us. when posting, make sure your font is either 10 or 11. when posting, you can only post in third person. i don't want anyone to be posting in first person when it comes to posting. it's easier to comprehend when it's in third person.