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Haley Grace Velour

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♥ ♥ ♥ Identification Please?

The Name Is ••• Haley Grace Paige
But You Can Call Me ••• Just Haley really
I'm A ••• Hm . . . let me check . . . yup! Girl parts
I've Been Alive ••• Seventeen years baby!
Mark Your Calendars On ••• May 12th
Kiss And Tell ••• Yup Heterosexual In other words GIMME BOYS!

♥ ♥ ♥ Background Check!

My Story Is ••• When I was little I like light colors, blond hair, girlie dresses, rainbows, unicorns, well you get my point. Then reality hit at the young age of five. I realized my parents were brawling more and more often and my dad was getting more and more violent looking. I tried to ignore it and still act like a happy child. It tortured me to hear my parents fighting every night when I went to bed. To hear my mother crying. I wanted to start crying too. Everyday I went to school and it was like a safe haven from the hell I had to endure at home.

Finally at age eight my parents got divorced. Since my father had to go to anger management classes and scared the crap out of me anyway I decided to go with good old mom. She was getting better. She was still on the edge of a nervous break down whenever talk of my dad came up, but I tried to calm her down. I realized that happy endings weren't always what life brought, but being with just my mom was enough to keep me good and content. I never had to go to my father's house and that was OK with me.

Ah yes the teen years. Sweet years those were. Not worrying about anything, but boys and grades. When I was in my teen years I didn't mouth off to my mom all that much because I knew she would go crazy if I did. She was afraid of fighting and I didn't want her to become more afraid of anyone. I had to protect my mother's sanity.

Good old high school began then. my grades were OK. Mostly Bs and Cs with the occasional A. Nothing really to worry about. I didn't really cut myself or anything, but I started to take a liking to the emo/punk look. I loved wearing converse,vans,skinny jeans,black jeans, and brightly colored T-shirts and accessories. I loved hanging out with my friends and I also took a liking to eyeliner and mascara.

My mother didn't have a problem with my change in looks. She knew it was most likely a phase of my teenage hood. Then of course mother had to take summer off from everyone. She needed to possibly see a psychiatrist and take a vacation or something. So she sends me to summer camp! Seriously, I think I'm old enough to be a counselor not a camper!

♥ ♥ ♥ Hate Me or Love Me

You Can Say I'm ••• Despite my appearance I am far from depressed. Sometimes my past shakes me a little, but not too often. usually you'll find me making a scene, being hyper and ready to explode or fly out of my seat. I am a continuous flirt if I find a guy that meets my liking. If competition comes around for that guy I get jealous and easily too. So, I'll probably cause some drama. I don't like competing for guys, but if I have to I will! I can come off as a little intimidating, but I mean well. I hate when people stereotype me. It just get annoying! I don't want people thinking I'm a depressed tormented child. Although I was at one point, life goes on!

♥ ♥ ♥ Makes My World Go 'Round

The Person I Long For ••• I wish I knew . . .
Music To My Ears ••• 'I'm so sick' By Flyleaf

The End <3

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✄ιм иσт dəρяəssəd נusт ιиsαиə . . .

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Haley sat in her passenger's seat with her arms crossed and pouting. The radio blasted I'm so sick by Flyleaf. A male who was a year older than Haley with jet black hair that ran down to just before the end of his ear and crystal blue eyes drove the red convertible. He sighed and tapped her arm which caused Haley to jump a bit. Haley sighed in returned to him. "Yeah, yeah I know its not YOUR fault I'm going to camp." she murmured and pushed her short black hair back out of her face.

Haley was wearing a navy blue T-shirt with black skinny leg jeans and black clunky vans. Her usual eyeliner was also coating her dark blue irises that almost seemed as if they were black. The eyeliner was thicker, but it didn't make her look like a raccoon.

The male just shook his head. He was a friend from school. His name was Scott. "Look I know you're mad at your mom, but you might as well act somewhat happy. I know camping isn't exactly at the top of your list, but your going and there's nothing you can do about it. Besides, I heard it's fun here." he said softly trying to coax her into feeling better about the whole camping thing.

Haley shook her head defiantly and scowled at Scott. "There is something you can do. You can just take me with your band for the rest of the summer and my mom would never have to know." she said throwing her hands in the air and rolling her eyes at him, then crossed her arms again.

He smacked his free hand to his forehead and shook his head no. It was predicted from Haley. She sighed and sunk lower into her seat. "You know I can't do something like that. Just think about it for your mother's sake." he stated obviously not at a cracking point any time soon.

"What about my sake? Hm?" Haley murmured under her breath looking at the door on her side of the car.

Scott stopped the car at the camp's entrance. "We're here. End of discussion. You're going to camp whether you like it or not." Scott stated firmly looking at her for the first time for the whole car ride.

Scott exited the diver's seat and pulled out Haley's duffel bag from the trunk. He heaved it from the trunk and set it on the side of the car. He walked around and leaned over the door to look Haley in the eyes. All Haley did was scowl at him. He shook his head and rolled his eyes while he opened her door for her. Haley got out reluctantly. Scott held out his arms for a good-bye hug and Haley gave him a quick one. He handed her, her duffel bag and gave her an encouraging pat on the head. "Text me if you need someone to talk to." he said with a small wink and walked into the diver's seat. The engine purred to life and the radio began to blast music once again and he drove off with a small wave.

Haley watched the car until she couldn't see it again. She frowned at the duffel bag in her hand and turned to face her new camp. Haley shook her head one more time, but knew now the decision for her to go to camp was inevitable. So, Haley began to trudge her way to her new home for the summer.

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✄ιм иσт dəρяəssəd נusт ιиsαиə . . .

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Haley heard an annoying humming coming from her nightstand. Her nose crinkled up and she slammed her hand down on the top of the snooze button. She would have screamed from the pain now making her hand throb from such impact if she weren't so tired. Haley pulled her thick blackish-gray comforter over her head and let her eye lids slip close. Unfortunately that didn't last long.

A tall slender male swung the door open. He was a friend from Haley's school. "Rise and shine! It's time to camp!" he said pretending to be excited. He seemingly danced across the room and pulled open her curtains.

"Go away Scott . . ." Haley mumbled bitterly and threw a pillow at his face. Scott was tall, about five feet and nine inches. He had jet black hair that ended mid-ear, and dazzling blue eyes. He was dressed up in a black tee-shirt and baggy jeans with black gym shoes to match.

Scott caught the pillow and wagged his finger about in the air in a disapproving way. A way that was like 'tsking' someone. He shook his head to match his playful disapproval. He jumped up and down on the end of the bed letting Haley bounce up and down limply.

Haley sat up now furious and slammed her fists on the mattress. "Alright! Alright!" she said frustrated and swung her legs out of bed. Haley fumed making her way to the closet. She yanked a navy blue tee-shirt that had intricate letters spelling Music. Then she pulled a pair of black skinny jeans, ankle sock and a pair of black clunky vans.

She turned to Scott who was already making her bed for her. She scowled at him and let herself go take a quick shower. She brushed out her short choppy black hair. Haley's eyes were a dark blue that almost resembled a black hue. She pulled her outfit on and traced her eyes applying eyeliner. She threw her things in her duffel bag after brushing her teeth.

When Haley got out of the bathroom Scott threw an apple at her and grabbed her wrist pulling her towards the door, no doubt to his beautiful black convertible. Haley waved off to her smiling mother who wished her well in camp.

Haley handed her duffel bag to Scott who threw it into the back seat and then hopped into the driver's seat. He started the purring engine and began to drive to the bus stop with the top of his convertible down. Haley had calmed down quite a bit and realized now her future summer was now at camp and there was no changing that. Haley turned the radio on and began to blast 'All Around Me,' by Flyleaf.

Haley could see the bus stop coming into view and Haley was far from pleased.

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мy sтσяy вσσк ℓιfə • • •

Everyone is most likely familiar with the classic stories of Peter Pan, Snow White, Sleeping Beauty, Beauty & the Beast, etc . . . What happens though, when you find that you are actually a relative of the story book characters? That's what happens to a group of teens. They find out that they are relatives of these people. Now they are to be escorted to a special school with other people, just like themselves! This school is far from normal. It has magical beings or people who are just plain related to fairy tales. I can tell you that romances get messed up that's for sure!

What exactly goes on in this school? Well usually it has regular courses taken in the morning after breakfast. Regular classes: PE, art, LA, History,Math, Ect . . . Then after the regular classes there is lunch. After lunch is specialized classes. What I mean be special classes is that they are classes meant to be special for whatever relative you are. Like if you are dentin to become a Princess you classes maybe on the history of fashions worn, or proper behavior for a Princess.

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мy sтσяy вσσк ℓιfə • • •

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мy sтσяy вσσк ℓιfə • • •

Parts: ***BIG NOTE: For relationships you DO NOT have to like someone within YOUR story!

Peter Pan--
Peter: [Male-Good]
Wendy: [Female-Good]
Tinker Bell: [Female-Good]
Captain Hook: [Male-Bad]

Alice in Wonder Land--
Alice: Dani1kriz
Cheshire Cat: [Male-Neutral More good]
Queen of Hearts: [Female-Bad]
White Rabbit: [Male-Good]

Snow White & the Seven Dwarfs--
Snow White: [Female-Good]
Wicked Queen: [Female-Bad]
Prince: [Male-Good]

Sleeping Beauty--
Princess Aurora: [Female-good]
Prince Phillip: [Male-good]
Maleficent: [Female-Bad] **Evil Fairy
Flora: [Female-Good] **Good Fairy
Fauna: [Female-Good] **Good Fairy
Merry weather: [Female-Good] **Good Fairy

Beauty & the Beast--
Bell: [Female-Good]
Beast: [Male-Good]
Gaston: [Male-Bad]
Le Fou: [Male-Bad] **Gaston's follower
Lumiere: [Male-Good] **Candle
Clogsworth: [Male-Good] **Clock
Babette: [Female-Good] **Feather duster

Little Mermaid--
Ariel: [Female-Good]
Prince Eric: [Male-Good]
Ursula: [Female-Bad]

Aladdin--
Aladdin: [Male-Good]
Jasmine: [Female-Good]
Jafar: [Male-Bad] **Main bad guy
Genie: [Male-Good]
Sasha: [Female-Good] **Jasmine's pet tiger

Mulan--
Fa Mulan: [Female-Good]
Captain Li Shang: [Male-Good]
Shan-Yu: [Male-Bad] **Leader of the Hun

Cinderella--
Cinderella: [Female-Good]
Prince charming: [Male-Good]
1st Stepsister: [Female-Bad]
2nd stepsister: [Female-Bad]

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мy мσтнəя cαℓℓəd мə » » » Haley Velour
ι suρρσsə ι sнσuℓd gəт usəd тσ тнιs иαмə » » » Alice
тнιs sнσuℓdи'т мαттəя » » » seventeen
sσмəтнιиgs sнσuℓd вə ℓəfт αℓσиə » » » girly parts!
ωнy dσ yσu иəəd тσ киσω тнιs » » » Heterosexual

♔ ♔ 𝔉𝔢𝔢𝔩 𝔐𝔢 𝔒𝔲𝔱

αн cнιℓdнσσd » » » Hm . . . where should I begin? Well when I was a child I didn't think anything bad could happen to me because of my rich parents and my innocence, well boy was I wrong.

When I was five my mother and father began to fight A LOT. The worst part is that my dad was easy to provoke so he would sometimes hit my mother. He became a monster between the stress of everyday life as well as his insecure job status. So, he would take his rage out on my mother and sometimes even me.

Well the marriage didn't last long after my father's temper tantrums started up. My mother divorced him and got her own house and took me with her. She had to work extra hard now. Sure she still had a lot of wealth, but she wanted to keep it that way so we would never feel worried about money. In return of more working I had to stay by myself a lot.

I learned how to cook,clean,take care of the house as well as myself. One day though a mysterious knock pounded on the door. I slowly crept up to the door and looked out the peep hole only to see my father. I was horrified. My plan was to get a phone and run out of the house, but we were a second story apartment so I would have to use the emergence fire escape. I started to proceed with my plan, but I heard the door break open. I had to hide under clothing in my closet.

Fortunately, he left our apartment without finding me. I called my mom and went into hysteria. My mother then got me a German Shepherd. It was a male and was trained to protect the family. We named him Cody. He was and still is the best dog ever.

Well time went on and only got more confusing. I received a mysterious letter that said I was related to Alice from Alice and Wonderland and I was to attend some school for kids just like me. I thought it was just a prank, but the school was true and my mom knew it some how. So now I'm on my way to this magical school I guess.

dəαℓ ωιтн мə » » » Usually, I'll be the crazy one. I'm always inviting, but I tend to not approach people. I let them approach me. I'm Hyper,wild,crazy and a tad mischievous and rebellious if I need to be, or just need entertainment. I don't like getting jealous, but I happens A LOT! Especially over guys. I can get quite competitive if I find a guy I like and there's others that like him too. I can't help it. It's like an instinct and I am far from proud of my jealousy.

♔ ♔ 𝔈𝔵𝔱𝔯𝔞 𝔗𝔫𝔣𝔬𝔯𝔪𝔞𝔱𝔦𝔬𝔫

ℓσиgιиg fσя тнəм » » » I don't know yet.
ℓσvιиg тнιs вəαт » » » 'Disco' By Metro Station

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Haley's eyes sprung open and saw her neighbor Scott bouncing up and down on her bed. He was a tall boy five foot nine. He was slender and had brown hair that swished to a stop mid-ear, his eyes were a dazzling pale blue. He was sporting a dark blue t-shirt and baggy jeans with clunky black vans.

Haley kicked Scott. "What the hell are you doing?!" she screeched in a whisper voice.

Scott was holding his leg where Haley had kicked him. "It's time for me to drive you to the airport where you get to fly to this special school." he said in a cracking voice from the pain that no doubt shot up his leg.

Haley sighed and rubbed his leg where he was holding it. "Can't you wake me up like a normal person then?"

He grinned a big grin and said: "If I did would you be rubbing my leg right now?" he asked contently.

Haley kicked him in the shin again and rolled her sea green eyes. She stumbled to her closet and blue out a navy blue vintage tee-shirt and a pair of dark skinny jeans, with black vans. She emerged out of the closet and watched Scott as he made up her bed. She rolled her eyes and ran to the bathroom.

Haley took a five minute shower,blow dried her hair,brushed her hair and teeth,applied her mascara and eyeliner and shrugged into her outfit. She ran her finger over her ear finding the two silver hoops that lead down the cartilage of both ears and the three studs that lead down both earlobes.

Haley ran out of the bathroom and grabbed her duffel bag from Scott who was already outside the bathroom door and the apple he handed her.

Haley ran downstairs and hugged and kissed her dog Cody goodbye then ran to her mother who looked just as sad as Cody did. She gave her mom a hug and a peck on the cheek. She turned around and Scott had his arms out. Haley rolled her eyes and gave him a quick hug, then grabbed his shirt collar and began to drag him out of the kitchen and pulled him out the door.

Scott started up his black thunder-bird convertible and Haley plopped her bag in the back seat and pulled herself up to the passenger's seat. The top was down on this perfect day. It was sunny, but not scorching hot in fact it was cold enough to wear jeans just how Haley liked it. She cranked up the song 'Walking on Air'.

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☞suммεя [ d α y s ]☜ ☂

✎ The end of school brings all the memories, hard work and graduating from one grade to another. Friends become more close than anything and homework disappears making the lives of any teen a little bit lighter. Summer vacation also brings the pleasure of vacation. Well, at least for most of us this is what happens.

Are there such things as half human, half animal hybrids? Well, many say no, but the correct answer is yes. There are different kinds of such hybrids. One of them being the summer hybrids. They relax and become lazy any other time of the year except summer. Summer is the time they must find a possible mate and if they don't succeed they die. The later the summer goes the worse they're off.

A little information about these not-so-innocent-hybrids is in order. The Hybrids can take three forms. Form one: a human. They have the knowledge, appearance and attitude of a regular human teen. Form two: Their animal. Each hybrid morphs into a different animal and for form three, they turn into a cross of a human and their animal. Such as appearing as a human, but maybe gaining the special ability their animal holds, ears, or tail of their specific animal. Another thing is that they can get VERY territorial over the mortal they claim as their mate. In fact, if they become enraged enough they might start to morph into their hybrid right on the spot. Another thing is that they cannot tell the humans that they'll die if they can't find a mate, plus they shouldn't tell they that they're hybrids at all if they can help it. The last thing anyone needs to know about summer hybrids is that they are ALWAYS girls.

Well, this is where our story takes us. A group of guy friends got mysterious invitations to a new summer resort located in a small town in California. They were all friends and decided to go because; well for one thing the resort looked top of the line, with a cool beach and awesome rooms, but also because they were all invited for the summer so they figured why not?

The boys have no idea what summer fun and danger awaits them at At Sunset Beach Resort.

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☞ηαvιgαтιση☜ ☂

Inspiration: Being bored during a science video.
Pictures: I would like anime pictures for this roleplay.
Setting: A small town in California. It's summer time. Please stay around the hotel please!
Made by: All me babii!
Status: Under construction!
Credits: Pictures by photobucket

Navigation!

1.Navigation
2. Story line
3. Hotel places and Images
4. Character parts/crushes
5. Rules
6. Profile layout
7. Accepted profiles
8. Events
9. Black/White list
10. Reserved
11. Reserved
12. OPEN!

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☞нσтεℓ dαηgεя ☜ ✈

Hotel from the outside
Bedrooms
Bathrooms
Dance room
Arcade
Pool/Roof top
Summer's Kiss Beach [Private beach based on the "legend" of the summer hybrids]