~Testing my dah-lings<3~ DNP

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DerekxxxJohnxxxAdams

Elle mostly ate all of his food on his tray, he gave her the rest of his pizza and she looked around, hunting for more generous unhungry people. "Ooh, Dylan has extra food!" She said excitedly, but before she could go Derek stopped her, holding onto her arm. He was curious as to if she was attending his party, it was in fact to be the biggest of the year. If she couldn't ago, well it would just suck. "You coming tonight?" He asked curiously, she only flashed him a smile and ran off to Dylan. The guy wasn't very popular, but if his party was as big as he said it would, well that boost him up a level. He listened to the attempts Elle had, it was hilarious how she could persuade people to give her or do stuff for her. Most girls envied her, it was hilarious.

It was everything BUT quiet in the cafeteria, it never was quiet though today it seemed much louder then all the times before. Derek looked down at his empty tray and glanced over his shoulder to Elle, seemed she was busy talking to that guy. Guess I'll head over to the trashcan. He stood up and pushed his chair out, patting Mike on the back as a hello. Girls stared at him as he passed, he just smiled flirtaciously and continued toward the trash, dumping the crumbs then sticking it up on the traystack. As he was heading back to his table, his saw the f** in line, he wasn't much of a bully so he didn't really mess with kids but something about this guy just bugged him. It seemed like he made Vanessa so uncomfortable.

Then again, why in the hell would he give a care if the girl felt that way? I don't. He convinced himself many times that he would never have feelings for someone lower than him, popularity wise. Not that he did have any for the girl, he didn't even know her. Derek didn't even to 'relationships'. He rolled his eyes at the thought of having to do that and turned to look at the blonde, she was pretty but not as beautiful as Elle was, he was still hooked on getting her. He laughed a tthe thought of Elle actually saying yes to going out on a date with him, he hadn't answered her since the beginning of the last year. He went over to the lonely-looking girl and sat across from her. "Hello, I didn't fully introduce myself, I'm Derek Adams." He spoke calmly and smoothly, he wasn't making an attempt to hit on her, just saying a 'friendly' hello.

For many years, Derek always had girls coming to him for their first kiss, he was known as the best kisser throughout elementry and junior high, ya know. The memory was so vivid, junior high was a bore though. Girls formed feelings too quickly and they wanted serious relationships, which he, most like other guys, couldn't give. None of them really felt like it, anyway. Plus, in Junior high and Elementry, no relationship was serious like highschool. He only remembered on relationship he had serious, Jaelyn. The girl was the ONLY one and no girl beated her out. Sophmore year, second girl that caught his eye, haha Elle was the first, and bada bing, bada boom, they dated. Four WHOLE months!!! For Derek, that was a big deal but to others, it was just a stupid little fling he had that didn't matter at all to him.

Sure he had his times of being a total a** but hey, doesn't everyone? Mike, especially, acted that way. It was more towards girls then anything. One time, he had dated a girl, Elizabeth. Oh did that no end horribly! He screwed it up anyway, his charm was nothing compared to his attitude. He got girls, had sex, broke their heart, then played with their minds. But, for some reason girls always came back to him. Derek was different; he never worked that way, only because Elle would never speak to him again and man would that just suck.

As he thought about these things he remembered why he was even seating across from Vanessa and sat up slightly. "I-" Though he was interrupted by the lovely Elle. He looked to his side and saw her seating next to him with a bun in her hand and a smile on her face. "Hi! I'm Elle Morris! You're in my Biology class, right? Man was that hard or what!" She laughed at how much she spoke and mumbled a sorry, looking around the cafeteria with curiousity. Derek held back a laugh then turned to look at Vanessa, about to speak again, but was interrupted, again. Dallas, the homo-sexual boyfriend, came over and sat down next to the blonde girl. He scowled and glared at Derek, not Elle who was still sitting next to him looking like she was curious, though he knew she wasn't. "Ok then. ." The brunette whispered turning Dallas and introducing hersel like they hadn't just been talking about him.

No, Dallas didn't want to be nice and speak to Elle, he kept his eyes on Derek who acted as though he wasn't there. It was easy the guy wasn't buff or strong, he was just. . eh. "You invited to the party tonight?" He asked curiously, not looking to the tragic couple, he looked around the cafeteria like Elle, she stopped.

{{Crap.}}

[iRawrrYou16]

xxxChrisoJohnathonxThomasxxx

xoxo"Dramatic endings, are my favorite, you know."xoxo

So what day was it? Oh yes, the one where Chris was being shipped off to be on some television show. The Real World, no script. That was always something he wondered about did these 'reality' t.v shows have scripts? Well he understood that, The Hills had horrible acting but no script. What was the next show going to be? The Farm? Now that would be a show to watch, farming and god knows what other drama could be caused. Not that he really lived off of that stuff, but most americans do right? Damn this show was going to be crazy, especially since they had the loudest and wildest guy on it. Yes, Chris Thomas was pretty much the party animal. Even know he got arrested for his old ways, didn't mean he wasn't going to drink and have a good time. He was surprised when he got the call that he would be sent to Miami. No, Chris didn't really expect himself to be actually allowed to go on a show and be an a**, but hey life has its moments, right?

The uncomfortable seat he was sitting in, was not helping his attempt to sleep. Sure he looked like he was, but his mind was giving him a headache. Thinking too much, damn why couldn't I have been like this in school? He rolled over and almost fell off of the seat, he grunted and sat up more, did they really have to make the plane do that? The person in front of him, peeked through the crack in their seat. Giving him the scowl most parents gave their child when they did something that wasn't of their approval. Chris had seen that look many times, but ignored it. He was twenty-one years old, in his opinion he could do whatever the hell he wanted to. It was his choice, right? He leaned back in his seat and stared up at the cieling with a raised eyebrow. Did everyone on his plane have to be such bastards? Yes, obviously they did.

He opened his shut window and looked at the ground far below. Sometimes it gave other people headache's, but not him. He loved it, it was cool to watch the clouds pass and the ground below's lights to shine, telling you people were still up. Innocence was not something Chris had, though. Pretty god liar if he could say so himself, which he usually did. His parents never found out about his night over at some chicks house, he couldn't remember though. He just got in her bed and everyone knows what happens then. He put his feet up on the seat beside him. Most likely, he was bugging the people in the seat in the back of him but he hadn't heard any complaints yet. Then again, that wouldn't make him stop at all so they could deal.

Before he left the big white house he called 'home', isn't that just cheesy? Anyway, his mom put down all the rules. Of course, the show wouldn't be airing on t.v for two months which really, Chris did not get. So if they did something ******** up, his mother would be able to see and scream at him about it when he came home. Sure he lived with his mom, kind of. . Most of his stuff was at this new apartment him and his best friend, Kyle, were renting. Chris just needed to get out of his mom's house so he called his best friend, wandering if he would like to move in with him. His life in Sacramento wasn't very interesting, just a freaking life and Chris really didn't mind if people asked him about his life at home. He just didn't answer. Smart, huh?

He tapped his fingers against his leg, looking around the plane at the sleeping people. He rolled his eyes and took out his computer. He pulled down the tiny table thing and set it on top. Chris logged into Myspace and began messing around. Some disgruntled people woke up at the sound of fingers typing on a keyboard but unliked the person in front of him, they just shrugged their shoulders and either fell back asleep, or messed around with an item on theirs. Before he even boarded the plane, he lost his ipod touch, that was until someone found it and gave it to him. Wow, were people really going to give up a chance to have an ipod touch? What were they? Stupid? He shook his head, see if it was him, he would check out the songs. If it just so happened that he liked them, he would keep it. If not, then he'd leave it where he found it. As easy as that.

So the rest of the plane ride was pretty much a bore, Chris did try to entertain himself by downloading songs onto his ipod but all the moving the mouse around crap and waiting for it to load, was boring as hell. Which left him sitting there and staring at the head of the person in front of him. Damn did she have bad hair, a bald spot was NOT attractive. Then again, apparently she had gotten a man with it since she was wearing a wedding ring and her husband was sitting next to her. Even if he wanted to go to sleep, he couldn't. Why? Well because, the person in the back of him was snoring like crazy, it sounded like a flipping truck was being started up behind him. Over and over. . Finally, the plane came to a slow and east stop. Chris was the first to hop out of his seat and grab his stuff. Most of the others woke up after two minutes and grabbed all of their things. Damn were they taking forever to leave. That's what he got for choosing a seat in the back, so he waited impatiently for the lazy a** people to get off.

As he stepped back into the new airport, he breathed in the air. Even know it didn't smell that great, it smelled better then dirty baby diapers and stale-smelling perfume. Chris stretched out and listened to the sound of his joints popping, it felt good to stretch out. He began walking, then. He took the letter outof his pocket and read what it said: Meet black van outside, it will take you to your new home. He nodded his head slightly and crumbled it back into his pocket. He was expecting to see guys with surfboards and horrible preppy attitudes, now that would be pretty interesting. He got his lugage and headed outside. It smelt like fresh-air which was amazing since he hadn't smelt it for a few hours, it was good to be able to inhale and not be afraid of it.

Chris finally saw the van, no one was inside but the driver which was good. He wasn't ready to meet his new roommates. He was really ready to just party or sleep, either was sounded good. Conversing, wasn't his forte'. He threw his stuff into the car and plopped into the seat, slamming the door shut. "Good luck, man." The driver said, in a spanish accent. He looked like a Jose. Chris pursed his lips together and just nodded, not in the mood to say anything back. He leaned down and grabbed his phone out of his bag, reading a couple of texts from his friend's at home, damn there was eight, were they nuts? The van pulled up infront of a large hotel and Chris threw the door open, grabbing his bags and walking into his new hell. It was true. The Real World, from what the other seasons showed, weren't always happy times. So it would be interesting. He went to the elevator and pressed the number in, walking inside and lean against the bars.

It only took about two minutes before he was on the floor and was heading down the hall to see his roommates. Weird to say, but I would like to see who these kids are. Thank god no one was under the age of eighteen, they could all drink so they was good. By the looks of it, the hotel was pretty nice. But he would be the judge of the rooms. He opened the door and stood with his jaw open at the sight. It was amazing! He walked down the stairs and headed to look for the rooms, he heard voices but wasn't going to find where they were coming from. He walked into a room and saw that a guy was already inside. He shrugged and threw his bags on the floor, walking over to the other bed and sitting down. "Sup man, I'm Chris." He greeted, nodding his head in his direction and standing up, kicking off his shoes. Without saying a word, he walked out of the room and went to search around the house. Might as well right?

It was pretty nice ni the livingroom area, but the kitchen was much nicer. He looked in the fridge and grabbed a pepsi taking a sip then messing around with the drawers, looking around inside. They were all full, damn was he living in royalty life now or what? Chris around once more before taking another drink of his soda.


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χσχσ♥♥♥"Just another girl with her eyes on the ground, but her heart set on a boy."♥♥♥χσχσ

If you only knew that I think about
you In a kinda secret way I say kind of 'cause
well it's obvious I must be feeling these things.

So much for getting a good night's rest! Why did Rachel have to be so loud when she came over? Her sister was apparently sleeping over since Jackie didn't her leave last night, great. Now when she went downstairs snoring would feel her ears. The blonde girl sat up on her bed and looked around, a little dazed. She pulled a hand through her hair then pulled her blankets off of her body then tip-toed to her bathroom. She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed softly, why did she always have to look the same! It so annoying! She turned towards her shower and turned it on, feeling the water until it got warm and she got in. Taking over her clothes before though. She let the water drench her hair then did her shower normally, humming quietly to herself. She wrinkled her nose as some of the water got into her eyes then turned the shower off, listening to the last drops hit the floor. She pushed the curtains aside and grabbed the towel with her name printed across.

Jackie wrapped it around her thin figure then walked over to her closet. It was clean and tidy, like always, Her mom made her clean her room everyday, it was ridculous. Well maybe that was over the top, but she did have to clean it quite alot. She yanked out an outfit and pulled it on. After she got it on, she pulled a brush through hair and put it into a ponyytail. A sigh escaped her lips as she looked into the mirror again. "Eww. ." She mumbled, sticking her earrings into her ears and turning around, walking out of her room. Having no clue what she planned on doing, she grabbed her backpack in the hall and walked back into her room. The house was awefully which is what she liked, it was peaceful to her. It was strange. Across from her window, was Landon's but she never looked into it to see if he was there. Now that would creepy. She went to her radio and turned it on listening to Whatcha Say by Jason Derulo, it was quite a good song, she enjoyed listening to it. Jackie walked to her window and opened the blinds, letting the sun come into the room.

Plopping down on her bed, the cute girl began on her History homework. She flipping through a couple of pages and took out her pencil, writing across her notebook page. She bit on the corner of her lip and played around with the zipper on her jacket. It didn't take her very long to finish up, all that needed to be done was writing down most of what they learned last week and answering a couple of questions. She closed her book and looked out of the corner of her eye to the window next door but back to her backpack. Jackie grabbed her Biology book, she wasn't very good at that but she could handle it. She stared at the paper she had to do and messed with her pencil eraser, spinning it around her fingers. Finally, after about 15 minutes of slowly writing down answers, she finished. She stuffed her stuff in her backpack and went to the chair next to her window, putting her backpack next to it. She plopped down in it and began doodling the pictures on her walls.

Jackie put the notebook and pencil down then walked out of her room and down to the kitchen. "Might as well go get some fresh air." She mumbled to herself and went to the mailbox, grabbing the mail. She flipped through the put it back, someone else could take it back to the house. Jackie went on her porch and sat down, rocking back and forth. Nope, she didn't have the guts to go over to their house, she could uh. . . do that later? She bit on her lip and sang to herself.

[iRawrrYou16]

You love me, I love you. You kiss me, I kiss you. You promise me, I promise you. You jump of a cliff, I dive in after you.
CARISSA ANNE WILLIAMS

hey there, i'm Carissa Anne Williams. but you might know me as the most awesome Nala, i'll give you an autograph later. i've been living for nineteen years, crazy right!? i might be a disney character, but i have feelings too! i'm mostly like well i have my bad traits and good traits like everybody does, right? i love to joke around, but sometimes people take my jokes the wrong way. i apologize if that does happen. i have been told many times before, that i'm a stubborn little 'cat', everybody in the jungle used to say that. even know i have my stubborn moments, i love helping people out. ya know, landing a paw. . or hand to help anyone with anything. i am very kind, well i think so anyway, i like complimenting others and if i do not that to you, do it back. manners, remember that. i'm not motherly, i do not act that way. everybody thinks that from what is that movie. . .? oh i'm hopelessly confused about this situation! oh. . yes, the lion king? have you ever seen these movies? they made me see them. . evil little monsters. if i had claws, god forbid i would rip them apart! well, i guess i just showed you a part of me right there. . my 'aggressive' side.
i'm sure that these people do have a life other than making my life a living hell by not being in a jungle. oh yes! that reminds me, i am very curious, curiousity killed the cat? heard of that? well that's not a pun but. . . i found it quite hilarious. anyway, yes i'm curious, if i find anything that catches my attention i'll walk over and look at it. Which explains my also adventureous and dangerous side, they don't show these on those. . tapes, atleast not that i've seen. i did look pretty didn't i? well that's pretty much all i have to tell you about my lovely personality and my good traits/bad traits.. i've been living in room #4 want to hear my life story behind the scenes? where do i began exactly? oh yes, now i know. i'm nala, the lion. but here, whereever here may be, i'm known as carissa anne williams. i have two quite lovely names don't you think? i was born on june sixth. . 1990? i hope that's correct. i swear i do not know where i am or how i got here this is all too scary for me. oops! sorry about that, i just can't get my mind off of it. so i was born in the jungle, i know i know! not the cleanst place, but they always wash you afterwards. . i loved the jungle, climbing up the tree's and bathing in the water, it was just so peaceful. but now i'm here in this hell hole and god knows what will happen, that's just it. . it bugs me that i don't really understand what's even going on! i want to go home. i will demand, and demand, and demand, until they let me go. this is like kidnap! i will not allow them to do this to me or anyone else in this place. oh, yes you want to know about my past? sorry, getting distracted again. i used to be new to the jungle, getting teased for being new and whatnot, the tomboy that loved to have races and beat boys at everything. hey! it was a gift. simba was that friend i used mess around with. i know, the. . crowd? oh yes, the crowd goes aww. see! i suck at this.
anywho, somewhere in there, my memory isn't the best i apologize for that, i think simba and i fell in love. . tha'ts what they told me, these people are nuts! i can't remember simba very well in my memory, a blur. i don't remember very much at all, in fact i'm not even sure who my mother is, am i supposed to? i won't be surprised if soon, i attack those psycho's here, it may be soon. . don't tell anyone but i'm actually straight and crushing hard on i don't know. . this might sound crazy, but i'm a puppet and my master is iRawrrYou16

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Emily

Isabelle

Taylor

Since I Don't Like My Real Name, I'd Rather You Call Me:

Emma, Em, Emmie, or Izzy. Don't call me 'baby', i'll throw a fit!

It Was A Happy Day:

December fourth

Which Means I'm:

six

I'm Related To These Nut Jobs:

Daughter and Sissy!

I'd Tap That!

Uh. .

My Friends And Family Say That I'm:

Stubborn, smiley, loud, wild, sweet, adorable, and unique

Betcha Can't Do This

I like dancing and running, I'm really good : )

PSH! Like I'd Tell You!

One time, I drew a mustache on one of my brothers. . it was really funny.

Dear Diary,

Hiya! Ok well, I'm Emily Taylor. I was adopted, did you know that? Well, I was yeah. . it's true. I was born on December Fourth, 2003. Don't call me a baby, I don't like that. Anything is fine, other than that. I was adopted because my mean mommy neglected me. . isn't that the word? Hmm. . i'm not sure! Ooh, I'm six. My birthdays almost here! I wonder what i'll get. . I tend to get distracted alot and am very stubborn. Oh, and I'm quite bossy. I like when my older siblings pick me up, it makes me feel tall and strong. Oops, I forgot! I'm in first grade, it's so much fun! We get to learn how to add stuff, and color alot. . like last year! I am popular, do you know what the means? Alot of people know me and alot of boys have a crush on me. Hehee. . but boys are nasty. I'm not sure what adopted means but my parents told me it means that they aren't my real my parents, but that's ok since I don't remember my real ones. I don't like getting yelled at, it scares me and I cry. Anything that has to do with yelling,makes me nervous. Even know I get scared by that, I'm not scare by anything else.

I'm a tomboy. I love doing stuff that most girls my age wouldn't do. I do wear pink though, it's a really pretty color. Dancing and running are two of my favorite things. I run around the house alot, but get scolded by my parents. Tickling me is ok. If you tell me a joke, I promise I'll laugh! Pink swear. Sometimes things I say, confuses people. Sorry if that happens. I love my school lots! All my teachers like me too! Teachers pet I think is what people call it. . i'll have to ask one of my other brothers and sisters. Everytime I leave the house, people ask how many siblings I have. I know it's alot, but I can't count very well so I can't answer that question. I never thought I had alot of family, I just always loved having such a big one. I always feel protected! Especially since I have alot of people that older than me. Sometimes I scream alot and act wild, but I am quiet sometimes. . rarely. I don't want to be the center of attention, but i have to be noticed, especially if i'm in a room with alot of people.

For Christmas I Want:

Dancing, running, coloring, school, my family, animals, and candy!<33

I Think I Might Barf. . .

People yelling at me, not being noticed, liars, being called stupid, and anyone who calls me 'baby'

Music In My Head

: )

[iRawrrYou16]

EmilyIsabelleTaylor

The small blonde girl walked over to her cubby and pulled her small backpack out. Emily pulled her hands through the straps and pulled her hair out of the zipper, cringing a little. Her friend, Amy, came over and tapped her shoulder, pointing outside. Emma smiled lightly and nodded, taking her friend's hand and walking outside. She was going to ride home on the bus with her friend's, she didn't want to go home with everyone else. The halls were field with older kids, they always called the kids in lower grades, 'munchkins' or 'shrimps'. Emily messed with her bun,(same hairdo in picture to the right) and twirled her skirt around. The clothes she was wearing, was ones her mommy picked out at the mall. It was really fun! She got to go pick them out with her and everything! Amy hummed next to her, waving to a couple of people her sister knew. After making it through the crowd of students, the two little girls ran to get itno the bus before it left without them. "Wait for us! Wait for us!" Emily yelled and pounded her fist on the closed doors. The busdriver looked to the little girl and raised an eyebrow, opening the doors.

"You're late. Don't be again, understand?" Miss Meanie! Emmi nodded and ran up the steps, sitting down in the frontseat. The ride was really loud and Emily sighed, bringing out her homework for the night. "Can I borrow your crayons?" Amy asked curiously holding out her hand and giving puppy-dog eyes. The little blonde giggled and put the crayon packet in between them, taking a yellow crayon. She scribbled, colored, the dog and began writting her name on line above. She glanced out the window every one in awhile to check and see if the bus was pulling up to her house yet, but it wasn't. She carried on until she had finished her last kitten and put the red crayon into the pack. "You color good." Emily complimented nodding her head and watching as Amy nodded casually. After she finished, Emily stuffed the rest into the crayonbox and snapped it shut, sticking the case into her pack. She looked out of the window right as the box pulled up to her street. "This is your street?" Amy asked curiously, and Em nodded. She hopped up and jumped over to the aisle. She went to the steps, waiting for the doors to open. "Thank you!" She called as she skipped down the steps and landed on the concrete.

The mean bus driver grunted in a disrespectful way and shut the doors, Emily waved until the bus faded away the headed down the sidewalk to her house. She was late. But she didn't really care, she had already finished her homework and that was all that mattered. She walked up to the porch and glanced at the blonde but ignored her. She pushed past Landon and his friend, then her two older brothers. "I'M HOME!!!!!!!!!!!!" She sang throwing her backpack on the ground then kicking off her shoes. She turned to Vince. "Pick me up." She demanded, waiting for his answer. Looking to Landon and flashing an innocent smile in his direction, but turning back to Vince.

{{She is adorable.}}

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χσχσ♥♥♥"Just another girl with her eyes on the ground, but her heart set on a boy."♥♥♥χσχσ

If you only knew that I think about
you In a kinda secret way I say kind of 'cause
well it's obvious I must be feeling these things.

Maybe she should have wore a jacket? It was freezing outside! Jackie rubbed her arms, trying to warm herself, her teeth with chattering and everything. I thought they only did that in flipping movies. She shook her head knowing that everyone in the doorway probably thought of her as a retard, she rolled her eyes. What else was new? It's not like she was known around school or anything, well she was but only because she was sort of a bookworm. Outcast, maybe? Who knew, titles weren't really her things. She watched as Makenzie talked to Landon and her head turned to Vince, who acted very rude. She held back a laugh though, it was a little funny. Disrespect was something she was used to. Name calling, also. Her attention drifted to the boy behind, Vince. She couldn't remember his name but she didn't really need to. She wasn't so great with names like so people were. Her teeth still chattered against eachother, her whole body shivering. Her legs felt numb, was that a good sign? Light footsteps and a loud voice, made Jackie jump. It was a little girl!? How could such a loud voice come out of something so small? She watched in shock as she walked into the house and pushed past everyone.

Was this family a comedy show? Maybe she could find the camera's int he house. . maybe. She jumped into the house and landed swiftly on the rug, rubbing her arms still. The warmth in the house, helped a little but she was still freezing. After a few minutes, she thawed out. "I'm Jackie Wilson." She introduced, looking down at her legs. The numbing was fading away, finally. She nodded calmly and looked through the halls, the house was more large on the inside than the outside. Though, it looked a little small for so much kids. The loud child that was standing in front of Vince, jumped up and down crankily. Wow, how could the parents handle this zoo? Jackie folded her arms across her chest and stepped off of the rug, she walked down the hall a little bit, and tilted her head. She wasn't being rude, Landon had invited her in and she wasn't going to put down the offer. She tightened her ponytail and pursed her lips together, turning around to look at Vince. "Pretty big house, heard the rumors about how many siblings you have. . must be crazy." She turned back around in fasination.

Sure it might seem weird for the girl to be so enchanted by the huge family, but she only have three siblings, who she rarely saw. It was nothing like this! Now she envied these people. They had a great big family and everything she wanted, it was amazing. Jackie pulled her shirt down a little and smiled crookedly, not turning around while she spoke, "Can you show me around? I really would love to see the rest." Without an answer, she began walking.

{{Ehh, it's alright.}}

[iRawrrYou16]

EmilyIsabelleTaylor

The stubborn little girl, kept staring at Vince, waiting for him to pick him up. She wasn't polite and didn't use manners unless her parents were around, as easily as that. Landy than began bossing Vinnie around. Emily took her attention off of her brother to look at the girl she had bumped into. She was pretty, but didn't matter at the moment, all she wanted to be, is carried. Yes, she just a spoiled little brat, but didn't give a care in the world. She was young! Kids never really cared about that stuff. Emma looked back and forth from Landon to Vinnie. She placed her hands on her hips and looked to Rie-Rie, about to walk over to him until she was surprisingly picked up. That surprised her since she didn't think her brother was going to do it. But she calmly watched as the blonde girl, walked around. She was talking alot. . . and was acting weird. Emily cupped her hand around her mouth and giggled, watching the girl with an adorable expression. Just a little kid facial expression that showed you they were amused. Emma was the let down, being told that Vinnie could hold her anymore. Meanie. . She thought to herself turning around and bumping into her other brother. "Sorry Rie-Rie." She said sweetly, and went around him to the kitchen.

So, what was there to do now? Bugging her siblings was like a hobby, she couldn't just stand around or take a nap. She had to keep busy, something about her that caused her to do that. . her mom told her a word, but she couldn't really remember it. "Sissy? Sissy where are you?" She called out, cupping her hand around her mouth and letting her voice trail through the house. Quite annoying, wasn't she? The little girl placed her hands on her hips and walked quietly around a corner, finding her sister. "Paxxie!" She sang and ran over to her sister, grinning. "What are you doing?" She asked curiously, but didn't wait for an answer. To busy to really care. Emily pulled her skirt up and walked over to the fridge, pulling it open and sticking her head in. She peeked around and spotted a string cheese. She pulled it out and peeled the wrapper off of it. Smirking innocently and walking over to the trash, placing her foot on the thing that was supposed to open it and throwing it inside. "Ooh. ." She whispered to herself and walked over to a cellphone, she looked at it and scrolled through stuff, not caring that it wasn't hears.

What? She was just curious. . sure her parents wouldn't be happy that she was going through something that didn't belong to but that wasn't going to stop her from doing it. She set it down then skipped over to Paxxie, resting her hand on her leg, "Landy's being bossy again. ." She giggled and skiped through the house, lurking for more people.

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χσχσ♥♥♥"Just another girl with her eyes on the ground, but her heart set on a boy."♥♥♥χσχσ

If you only knew that I think about
you In a kinda secret way I say kind of 'cause
well it's obvious I must be feeling these things.

Just as she expected. This family was bigger than six but smaller than twenty. Jackie listened to Vince behind her, keeping her eyes on the amazing house, it was beautiful. This family must have alot of money. . she thought calmly. She put her hands behind her back, holding her right wrist in her left hand. Though, she was expecting something else but had no clue what it could be. What, a cage full of animals? A waterslide? Well, that wouldn't be very surprising, actually. She glanced around the room and heard Vince tell the little girl, Emily, he couldn't hold her up any longer. She was quite an adorable girl but seemed quite spoiled and bratty, though it seemed like she didn't really care about that. Why? Well, because she skipped off and went to find someone else. Jackie stopped to look at a couple of pictures on the walls; paintings and such. Must be amazing to live in such a house with so many people. It did seem that way, but then again, she didn't know that for sure. Right then her cellphone rang. She pulled it out of her pocket and read the text she had recieved from her brother, but that was moments ago. "Damn phone is so slow. ." She grumbled under her breath, sticking it back into her pocket.

The text was meaningless and it held no interest for her, she would text him back later. The blonde girl turned around, "They built," She paused holding her hands out and twirling around as if modeling her outfit, "this?" Wow, that was amazing. She began walking again, turning a corner and hearing a loud voice, the little girls. Jackie laughed lightly, "She's very loud." She shook her head and turned toward the staircase, wow this house just kept getting better and better. She turned back around toward the hall and bit on her lip, she didn't really know her way around. I don't want to be rude and just walk up the stairs. Guess down here's alright for now. She thought to herself, walking to see the backyard, but she was soon on her butt, on the ground. She blinked and saw Emily on the floor beside her. But, she was up on her feet in a flash. "Sorry!" She almost yelled, running down the hall and disappearing around the corner. Annie helped herself up and dusted off her clothes.

Good times. . good times. She pursed her lips together and acted like nothing had happened, beginning to walk again. She had rug burn pretty bad but kept that to herself, she just hoped it wouldn't begin bleeding. Sure, why not ruin there floor while you're at it! Jackie tucked a strand of hair behind her ear. "Vince, you're a pretty good tour guide." She said, continuing her little journey through the halls. "So, tell me, how many siblings do you have exactly?"

{{Ehh, it's alright.}}

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χσχσ♥♥♥"Just another girl with her eyes on the ground, but her heart set on a boy."♥♥♥χσχσ

If you only knew that I think about
you In a kinda secret way I say kind of 'cause
well it's obvious I must be feeling these things.

Jackie stopped walking, her legs hurt too much and she really didn't feel like walking around awkwardly, what if she walked into a room that was forrbidden to be in? The blonde, sat down on one of the stair's and looked at Vince as he called his little sister a spoiled brat, not surprising. The blonde girl had seen the six year-old playing outside alot and man did she have alot of toys! Jackie let out a sigh as he began naming of all of his siblings, how he could he actually keep track of them all? The blonde girl counter on her fingers as well, wow that's far too many siblings. When he said adopted, she understood but still! Without the six it was still a large family. A family of eighteen, if you add the parents. "How can you keep track?" She asked shaking her head at the thought of actually remembering each one, well the little one was easy since she was probably the loudest in the house. Jackie nodded casually and leaned back on her elbows, looking at the roof of the house. Even that was beautiful! "Must be typical to have weird neighbors showing up on your doorstep wondering where the noise comes from."

She sat awkwardly, letting her hands go into her lap and watching Vince for a moment then turning to hear a yell from somewhere in the house. "I AM NOT!!!!!" Emily yelled, obviously hearing Vincent's statement about her being a spoiled brat. Jackie laughed lightly and took out her hair, letting it fall to her shoulders. She ruffled it, trying to get it to be cute instead of ugly. She put the rubber-band on her wrist and stood up. "Do you go to my school?" She asked curiously, if he did then she had never seen him around. Though this wasn't a question that was about the house, she could still be curious couldn't she? "Sorry for all the strange questions. ." She mumbled knowing how annoyed he was probabbly getting. It wouldn't be to her surprise if he decided to escape from the conversation. She walked down the steps and looked up the stairs, "This may sound strange, but are we allowed to go up there?" She asked curiously, folding her arms across her chest and staring up the staircase, Landon never said she couldn't go up the stairs. Well, if he did she hadn't heard.

{{A little case of writers block. . sorry!}}

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xxxChrisoJohnathonxThomasxxx

xoxo"Dramatic endings, are my favorite, you know."xoxo

So why was this damn house so quiet? All Chris could really here was the ocean and damn was that a flipping good time. He leaned his head back on one of the cabinets and listened to a car pull up outside. The long-haired boy sat with a bored expression, tracing his fingers along the side of the soda-can. So, in order to cure his boredom-strike, Chris leaned down and searched through a couple of drawers. He finally found to things that could be used as drumsticks. He leaned back against the cabinets again and tapped lightly on the counter, listening to loud heels clicking again the floor. His eyebrows rose but he didn't say anything, he took another drink of his soda and kept drumming to a random tune. Sick of there being no music, Chris stood up and walked over to the radio, flipping through station after station until finally he found one he actually liked. Run this Town blared through the speakers.

One thing that everyone in the house really needed to know, was he was hopelessly loud. Ever since he was five years old, he found someway to annoy you. Well, being loud was something he was quite good out. Hense; him being in a band and everything. If you pissed him off, well that was a screw up on your part since he would make your live a living hell until finally he broke down. Nice boy, wasn't he? Just don't mess with him, plain and simple. Chris walked back to the counter, sitting down peacefully and beginning to drum again. The boy looked up at the sound of those annoying clacking shoes and saw a blonde, he stopped drumming and took another drink of his soda. Running his tongue over his teeth then nodding his head as the girl introduced herself

She seemed a little preppy, and by what he good tell, she looked Malibu Barbie. Chris choked back a laugh and nodded, "Chris." He said, taking her hand and shaking it once, then letting go. "Joy. . heard the camera crews showing up soon." He rolled his eyes slightly at the thought that he would be getting filmed for most of his vacation. "Please tell me you aren't one of those pre-madonna's. ." He mumbled watching as another girl came in making a comment. Well it was getting a little cramped in the large kitchen, it was more that these girls seemed like the dumb-blonde and the bitchy-blonde. Then again, it was only the first day. Who knew what other s**t he could dig up from the internet?

"Lucy from tennessee? A cowgirl?" He sighed softly and took another drink of his soda, before throwing it away. What was up with all this damn introducing? It was making him want to gag. "Sup, I'm Chris." He greeted casually, walking out of the kitchen to the radio and switching it off. He went back into the kitchen and looked at the two blondes, "Partying tonight, you guys in?" Some people that came on this show, he knew weren't always drinkers. But they sure as hell left as ones. Lucy looked like the typical innocent southern girl while Lyra looked like the daddy's girl that lived off of getting what she wanted but was pretty damn hot none the less. Well, they were both hot but he didn't really date.

Chris noticed that Lucy looked embarassed and couldn't help but laugh. Aww, that made him feel special. He grimaced for a moment then turned to glance up the stairs. "Three more right?" He itched the back of his head and went into the other room to the computer, beginning to check inon his email on myspace.

{{Writers block sorry!!}}

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Watch out! 'Cause this cat has claws!

"Life isn't a fairytale, so we escape reality to be come something we arent but to become someone we have always wanted to be."

A sigh was heard from inside room number 4, from a certain persons bed. All of a sudden, Carissa jolted up from her bed with a scream. She sat frozen in the bed, gulping down the thick lump that came to her throat. This was the place! She remembered it! The girl looked around with pure hatred in her eyes and banged her fist against the side of the bed. Where was she? If this was some cruel joke someone was playing on her, it wasn't funny! How could her eyes see so clearly. She blinked a couple of times and quickly looked down at her body. First, her eyes laid on her hands. I have hands!? She gasped, stretching her fingers out and feeling the muscles move. She jumped backward in surprise. Her hands reached up to her hand and she pulled something, what was it? She pulled again, cringing in pain. She crawled out of the bed and crawled over to the mirror. She had hair! Carissa's jaw fell open, was she dreaming? Never in her life did she have hair, hands, arms, or. . legs!? The blonde girl picked up her foot, falling on her back since it was holding her weight but ignored it.

She had two legs!!! A grin spread across her face but soon fanished. Something stung in the back of her head all of a sudden. Her hand reached up to press the scar and she felt tears feel her eyes at the horrible thing. How did she get this? Carissa crawled over to the dresser and pulled herself up, wobbly on her legs. The cute girl looked down at what she was wearing and took a few steps to the door before she found out how to control her two new legs. This was a nightmare, sure it was amazing to have legs and hands, to be able to pick things up. When she realized that she could actually do that she took the doorknob in her hand and turned it. She smiled at the result; it opened. Cari left it open and walked unsteadily down the hall. She heard other voices but wasn't sure where to head. Carissa put her new hands on her hips and began walking through a couple of halls, testing her legs out. She somehow stumbled into a part of the house; the backyard.

All she remembered from the day before was; she was running through the forest at top speed, feeling free and at ease. The wind made her ears flow back and make her smile. she was almost there, almost reaching the opening and beating out one of her friend's. Though, everything stopped. Everything went black and suddenly men were interviewing her. Throwing questions in her direction by every scared glance she took around the room. It was horrible, she didn't even remember going to bed since she was so exhausted from all the questions. Her body obviously thawed out since she smirked, "H-Hello." She said kindly to the blonde girl, not wanting to be rude.

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i'mroyalty ISABELLAoELLIOTEoMONROE ytlayorm'i

Yes, I live in a book. But that doesn't me I get a happily ever after.

It was quite sunny outside and inside of the large mansion sat a beautiful brunette. She tilted her head to examine the painting that artist she had hired, painted. Isabella tapped her chin in a thought full way and stood up, pulling her dress up with her by holding the skirt. "I like it, but I really don't understand the background. May I ask you why my brother is there?" She shook her head distastfully and watched the man panic. The girl didn't say anything but only walked over to the man, giving him a hug and a kiss on the cheek. Izzy looked to the painting again and smiled, "But I do have to say, it is quite good. I will hang it up on my wall at once! Tell my mother I am too busy to chat with her tonight. I have somewhere I have to be." She turned around, walking over to a chair and sitting down, watching her servant put her heels on then walk away, quickly. The brunette looked at herself up and down then shrugged her shoulders. She was of royalty you could say, very wealthy. Though, no one in her small town believed in slavery. Before she left her large room, she turned tot eh artist who was gathering up his utensils, turned away from her, "Thank you!" She called and dashed out of her room, looking around her house with a curious expression. She stood frozen, thinking of where to go.

Go down to town? Isabella climbed onto the railing of her staircase and slid down, her small hand-bag placed into her lap. "How many times have I told you not to do that?" Her mother asked sternly, pointing her finger in her daughters direction. The cute girl giggled and shrugged. "Sorry, mother. I was really only trying to have some fun." She paused searching around for the maid, she needed her room clean. "I can't-" Though, like always, she was interrupted by her fast-talking mother. The blonde women's face was joyful and excited. "You're attending the meeting tonight, aren't you lovely? Your father will be very displeased if you don't, you know exactly how he acts when he doesn't have his whole family around-" There she went! Acting all motherly and controlling again, she always made poor Isabella feel bad for her actions. She never cared to ask why, she always skipped to the part of her disappointing someone in her family. "I'm not going tonight mother, I have somewhere I want to be. Give father my apology." With her back turned away from her mom, Izzy walked out of the large white doors.

It smelled like fresh-air and cut lawns. It made her feel a little better about what she had just done. Leaving her family for what she wanted to do was a good feeling, she could do whatever she wanted without anyone telling her a single 'no'. A that thought, it made her smile. The Monroe family was quite popular in small town, being the wealthiest people in town wasn't an easy roll to take. You always had to be primed and proper, smart and loyal, nothing more than being perfect. Isabella walked down the steps, walking like a women would if she were getting married. Walking with a good and easy pace was what she did best. A smile played on the corner of her lips, a carriage awaited her as she walking down the narrow path leading out of her house. She waved to her driver and greeted him in a polite manner, "Hello Charles, it's a lovely day, isn't it? You look quite devine." The white-haired man smiled, while she said this her british accent was thick. Charles opened the door for her and took her head, helping her step in. She whispered a thank you and folding her legs over one another, leaning back into the seat and humming calmly to herself.

--later on. .--
Isabella pulled her coat over her shoulders and pulled her hair out from underneath it. The girl pursed her lips together, passing unfamiliar faces on the long street. It was quite cold outside and she was freezing, but she kept her teeth chattering to minium, it wasn't lady-like to do such a thing. She said quiet hello's to old friends and a few she had seen at some of the business meetings her father had held, missing one wasn't very important, was it? She held her coat closer to her skin and went into the woods. The only thing that she could hear was the owls howling, it was a very peaceful sound and hummed to it, looking down at her feet as she stepped into the grass. Elli looked up to the tree's and smiled as she spotted the stars, it was a very beautiful night. The beach was up ahead. It wouldn't be long before her parents sent people to come look for her but she really wanted some time alone, so the beach was the best bet to get it. It was a very cold night and nobody would be at the beach, or so she though. This night would change her life, more so the life that was written for her, but she didn't know these things. To her this night was like any other, she would go to the beach and be alone to think.

Then, two men would come and find her, taking her home, and leaving her to rest in her bed. Izzy folded her arms across her chest and pushed through the tree's, she looked around the snading area, spotting a figure. Was he nuts? Being on the beach with no jacket? She squinted, she knew everyone in her town. . and this boy was someone she had never seen before. Isabella took off her heels and ran through the sand to the boy, kneeling down and looking at him like he was an idiot, "And what do you think you're doing? Have you lost your mind? It is freezing out here, you could get frost bite!" She took his pants in her hands and shook her head, "You've been swimming?" She sighed and rolled her eyes, looking out to the ocean then back to him. "I'm Isabella Elliote Monroe, I haven't seen you in town before." She paused holding her hand out and smiling kindly, "And you are?"

{{Can't correct the mistakes if I have made any : )}}

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i'mroyalty ISABELLAoELLIOTEoMONROE ytlayorm'i

Yes, I live in a book. But that doesn't me I get a happily ever after.

What a strange name! Isabella stared at the boy, her eyebrows furrowed and her body stiff in the sand. His voice wasn't british, either. She was baffled by the confusing boy, she stared at him for a few minutes but then turned towards the ocean, knowing how rude she was being by staring. Isabella smiled thoughtfully, "What a strange name. . not to sound unpolite." She spoke, holding her knee's up to her chest, her knee's resting on them. Her head turned towards Ryan as he said he was cold. She looked to her large jacket and took it off of her back, putting it on his. "I've lived here for far too many years to be freezed by the weather." She laughed lightly, it was like windchimes, she was told atleast. Her eyes went to his finger, directly. No, she didn't know what caused her eyes to look to his hand but they did and she took it examining it. It wasn't a severe cut, in fact it looked pretty much healed, so she let it go. Her head turned back to the water, soon someone else came. That made her jump back in confusion and her heart started hammering in her chest. She was just taken by surprise, that was all. "O-Oh, I'm sorry that was extremely rude of me." She paused smiling kindly to the strange looking girl and continuing, "Are you alright? You must be freezing!" She gasped looking at the clothes she was wearing, if they even wee called clothes, and walking over to her.

For some reason, she was hesitant. Where were these people coming from? They were popping out of the ocean like corn was from the fields in the southern villages. Isabella held her arms warming them by rubbing her hands over them. She examined the girl with a doubtful look, what in the world was she wearing? "Isabella Elliote Monroe, who, may I ask, are you? You mustn't be from here, neither of you look like you are." She mumbled pulling a strand of hair from her eyes, the moon hit her face perfectly. She was like a model in the moon-light so beautiful and unreal-looking. Like the picture on a bookcover, which was on. . but she didn't know she was. Isabella walked over to her shoes and pulled them onto her feet, settling into the sand, sighing softly. "Beautiful. ." She whispered to herself as she looked out to the stars reflection on the water. It was still and quiet, the only sound was of Ryan's teeth chatteirng and the water flowing to the sand, wetting it. The still night was soon broken when the two men she expected to come, showed up. Though, this tmie Isabella was taken by surprise. They grabbed her by her arms, mumbling things to fast from her to understand. Her feet couldn't even reacht he ground, they were holding her up so high!

The young girl huffed and growled under her breath, "Put me down, or else!" She hissed through clenched teeth, and was soon put back on the ground. She flattened her dress and watched the two men, Vincent and Thomas, look over to the two strangers. She butted in before they could demand answers, "They are my friends, you leave them alone. I will get to the house as soon as I feel like it, tell mother that I am not a child and can do what I please." She shot an apologetic look to the two standing, but turned back to the men, "This is the 1800s and I am not going to be held against my will, to be dragged home to mother and father." With that, the two men turned towards the woods and disappeared. Isabella watched until she knew that they were gone. She turned around to her friend's, flattening her hair then smiling angelicly.

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xxxChrisoJohnathonxThomasxxx

xoxo"Dramatic endings, are my favorite, you know."xoxo

After finishing up with his damn email, Chris decided he was still thirsty. Yes, he was just in the damn kitchen and just so happened to be close to the fridge, but he was thirsty alot. Plain and simple. He checked his phone as he neared and heard, yet another introduction. Damn, this was getting old! Then, there was a knock on the door. Chris looked around at the people in the kitchen. "Guess I'll get it. ." He mumbled, sticking his phone in his pocket and climbing the stairs, heading towards the door. It swung open and Chris wasn't surprised to see people with camera's and those strange microphone-things, standing outside of the door. He stepped out of the way and decided to inform the household of who had arrived. "Yo roommates!!!!!!!!! The people that are gonna stalk us for three months are here!!!!!!!" He called out, cupping his head around his mouth.

If anyone had been asleep, or decided to settle down somewhere in the house, well he had just ruined it for them. He smiled viciously then shut the door scooting them all down the stair's. Damn they walked slow. . and they all talked at once. Chris walked around them and went back into the kitchen, looking to the new guy, Jake. "Damn, yet another introduction I see. . . Chris." Wasn't that just the sweetest greeting? He patted the guy on the back, in a normal 'hello' and kneeled down to the fridge. What was up with all these damn pretty boys? They looked way to clean-cut to have made it on this show. And the girls! Sure they were all cute and what-not but the two were cow girls, what the hell could they do other then. . well ya know.

He picked up a water, deciding against another soda, no need to be suspicious, he just didn't want one. Chris thought for a moment, first impressions were everything right? Too bad, his was one of the most memorable. He smirked at the thought and turned to see the camera men setting them up. "Are you going to film us right now?" He asked not amused, he really didn't feel like having a flipping camera in his face. Chris looked around the kitchen, and glanced down the hall. He heard two voices, one he had heard before, then the other he had not. Well wouldn't they make the cutest couple? He choked down a laugh and walked out to mess around with CDs, they should have some. He flipped through a couple and found nothing he liked, great. He decided to turned on the radio again since he knew something had to be on, on there.

And he right. Chris twisted open the cap for the bottle and took a drink, it was freezing! He twitched slightly and put the cap back on. Water was dangerous. He felt something, or someone, tap his shoulder and he glanced up. The camermen. "What's this?" He asked curiously looking at the small camera's the guys were holding out, "You can record things on them and put them on the Realworld site." After explaining this to him, the boy ran off to hand them out. He found the three in the kitchen, "Got some camera's." He mumbled, putting them in their hands then turning towards the hall where the two voices were. Just as he thought. The guy he didn't give a chance to introduce and Lucy, the cowgirl. He chuckled lightly, and continued through the hall until he came into the room.

"Alright, here's your. . uh, own camera's. Camermen gave 'em to me, you record something, obviously, then download it on to the side for everyone to see." He gave one to Lucy then walked over to the tall guy, he gave one to him then walked over to his bags which were on the floor, beside the bed. Yes they were, what do you call it? Oh yeah, 'roomies'. Well isn't that just totally exciting? He rolled his eyes and flipped open his camera, turned around and looked at the quality, the camera on Lucy and his roommate, "Damn, awesome quality." He said outloud, but was really only saying it to himself, he lowered his camera but it was still on, the green light on the top showed that.

His eyebrows rose as he looked to the dude, don't judge. . he doesn't know the guys name. Chris thought back on if he even let the guy get a word in, nope. Well, the man was sleeping and he didn't want to just stand there to wait for him to wake up. "I know I said my introduction to you, but I didn't give you a chance to say your name, man. Sorry 'bout that." He paused glancing around the room for any hint of what his name could be, dammit. "You you mind repeating it?" He asked curiously hearing footsteps coming toward the room, damn cameramen.

{{If I made any mistakes, sorry it's kind of long too. I decided to babble a little.}}