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I'm a ⓕⓞⓧ. My names ⓣⓞⓓ. What's your name ⓚⓘⓓ?

Once he had asked the question he realized it seemed that she was contemplating her answer. He really hoped he wasn’t making her uncomfortable because he was just trying to be polite. It would have been extremely rude for him to just drop the conversation after simply saying hello. Though, shortly after she responded and he immediately began to smile. ”I am actually. It’s nice to know that I’ve already met someone before even getting there.” He let out a short laugh before continuing with a smile. The rest of the plan ride consisted of the two talking and getting to know each other. It honestly felt like a much shorter trip than what it was, because before he knew it they had arrived. As he got out of his seat and began to gather his things he noticed she was already leaving. ”It was nice to meet you, Naomi. Hopefully I’ll see you around school.” Jackson then continued by throwing his backpack onto his shoulder and heading off the plane. Quickly he made his way out, through baggage claim, and out the doors of the airport. From there he walked over to the queue for taxis and began to look at his social media sights as he waited. After a few moments of waiting he was able to throw his bags into the boot and hopped into the yellow cab.

The driver was very friendly and he was able to make small talk with him the entire time. It made the ride much shorter than what it really was because before he knew it, they were there. Jackson was in such awe over how much nature and forest surrounded the place. He was actually pretty happy about that since it reminded him of home a bit. Once the taxi driver parked he hopped out, thanked the man, and grabbed his stuff. He then headed inside the giant castle like architecture and to the front desk to get things sorted. ”Hello. I’m Jackson Harris. Am I supposed to get my room assignment here?” The lady politely welcomed him and then handed him a small little room key. ”Thanks. Have a nice day.” He roamed around the school a bit and began to search for any sight of rooms. From there he would know he was on the right track and be able to find his own place of living.

This place was huge, but nonetheless he did find it. As soon as he opened the door he noticed there was way more than one bed in a room. He realized that he would have several roommates but he didn’t mind that at all. It was a chance to make a new acquaintances and maybe even new friends. Immediately Jackson threw his stuff onto the bed and walked over to the window. Quickly he ripped the currents open and the first thing he saw was a massive forest. A smile formed on his lips before he decided that he would head out there now and check it out before it got dark. There would always be time later to get a better handle on the school and meet people. With that the he headed out of his room, through the courtyard, and off into the wilderness. Of course he was a little bit worried about getting lost but he knew he would be able to find his way out. He had been exploring forests and things of that nature since he could walk. The further he made his way in the more content he began to grow.

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To grow ⓞⓛⓓ would be an... xxxxxxxxxx ℙℯtℯr ℙan xxxxxxxxxx ... ⓐⓦⓕⓤⓛⓛⓨ big adventure.

When you think of Neverland it’s supposed to be this glorious place filled with laughter and fun. A get away from adult responsibilities and the chance to remain young for the rest of your life. It was like that from the dawn of time up until six months ago. They defeated the evil Captain James Hook and sent him on his way, or so they thought. When Peter went to take Wendy and her sibling’s home, everything began to change in his absence. It turned out that Hook had never left Neverland like he was supposed to, instead he hid in Skull Rock and plotted his revenge. Peter Pan didn’t realize the corruption until he woke up the Lost Boys one morning to see that they had rapidly grown. They weren’t boys anymore, they were turning into teenagers and young men. Here, in Neverland, time is irrelevant but it seemed that they had all grown about seven years in just six months. Ever since that morning his eyes had been widened to all the little changes slowly occurring on the little island that he called home. The seas grew to be a murky dark blue color instead of the beautiful sea foam green. The mermaids weren’t as friendly as they usually where to Peter and his gang of boys, they actually seemed sort of…wicked. To top it off, Tinkerbell told him that all of her fairy friends were disappearing. It became a constant struggle, day after day, trying to figure out the cause of all these odd changes. It was until he overheard Slightly complaining about being a Lost Boy and wanting to become a pirate, did it all make sense. The Captain was back and there where dark times ahead for Neverland.

It was one of those nights that Peter refused to get any sleep. Instead he flew up to the very tip top of the Misty Moutains and over looked Neverland. He had to think of a way to stop Hook while also thinking about why Neverland was losing its magic. He was torn in half between the two! What was more important? His friends? The ones that he was always in charge of looking after, like an older brother would do to their younger siblings. Or Neverland itself? What would happen if it did lose all of it’s magic? Would he stop flying? Would the fairies and mermaids cease to exist? Would Neverland fall out of the sky all together!? There where so many questions and absolutely no answers. It was all just so frustrating because there wasn’t a simple way out like there usually was. There wasn’t just a simple sword fight ahead, the whole entire population of Neverland was counting on him.

As he sat there deep in thought he had hardly realized that the sun was making its way over the horizon. It wasn’t until someone placed their hand on top of his shoulder. His sleepy eyes came to find that Tinkerbell was standing right beside him. It was so odd seeing her stand there at the size of normal human being. Usually she was about the size of his forearm but six months ago she gained the ability to switch back and forth. ”I know it’s now morning, but you should really get some sleep. You’re not going to be able to figure this out with a tired mind.” Peter glanced at her with sleepy eyes before returning them to the sunset. ”Every moment that my eyes are shut, Hook’s plans advance. I can’t waste any more time.” The blonde headed fairy took a seat next to boy who was never supposed to grow up, and rested her head on his shoulder. ”Peter, you have defeated The Captain several times in the past. You’ve made him say his prayers. I know you can do it again.” It grew silent between the two because Peter grew deep in the thought once more. He began to try to remember the last time he had beaten Hook. Instantly it all came to him and the memory began to unfold. It was him, the Lost Boys… and the Darlings. As soon as he thought of Wendy his eyes lit up. He knew what was finally missing, but could he really drag her into the danger of what was unfolding in Neverland day after day? She would have John and himself to protect, as well as all of the other Lost Boys. It was worth a shot! ”I’ve got to go get her. I’m bringing Wendy back to Neverland. Thanks Tink.” Quickly he kissed her forehead, got to his feet, and headed to London for his third time.

❇ Never say goodbye because...

...saying goodbye means going away...

...and going away means forgetting xx

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[imgleft]100x100 icon[/imgleft][color=white]xxx[/color][color=PC]•[/color] [color=grey]Name[/color]
[color=white]xxx[/color][color=PC]•[/color] [color=grey]Role[/color]
[color=white]xxx[/color][color=PC]•[/color] [color=grey]Age[/color]
[color=white]xxx[/color][color=PC]•[/color] [color=grey]Species[/color]
[color=white]xxx[/color][color=PC]•[/color] [color=grey]Status[/color]
[color=white]xxx[/color][color=PC]•[/color] [color=grey]PC[/color]
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xxx• Fox
xxx• Lost Boy
xxx• Eighteen
xxx• Human
xxx• Enemy
xxx• Skyblue


xxx• Slightly
xxx• Lost Boy
xxx• Sixteen
xxx• Human
xxx• Enemy
xxx• Royal Blue


xxx• Twins
xxx• Lost Boy
xxx• Sixteen
xxx• Human
xxx• Friend
xxx• Royal Blue


xxx• Nibs
xxx• Lost Boy
xxx• Fifteen
xxx• Human
xxx• Friend
xxx• purple


xxx• Tootles
xxx• Lost Boy
xxx• Seven
xxx• Human
xxx• Friend
xxx• Royalblue


xxx• Tinkerbell
xxx• Fairy
xxx• Eighteen
xxx• Fairy
xxx• Friend
xxx• Pink


xxx• Captain James Hook
xxx• Pirate
xxx• Eighteen
xxx• Human
xxx• Enemy
xxx• Black

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[color=COLOR] [url=]Name[/url] » Role » Age » Species » Status » PC [/color]
[size=11] [HISTORY] [/size]

Fox » Pirate » Nineteen » Human » Friend » Red
Even though he hated giving up his Lost Boy title he decided to be a pirate. He
needed to make sure his little brother, Slightly, wouldn't get in too much trouble. He and
Peter were extremely close but his little brother always comes first.

Slightly » Pirate » Fifteen » Human » Enemy » LimeGreen
He always hated taking order from Peter and this war on Neverland was his
chance to leave him behind.

Twins » Lost Boy » Seventeen » Human » Friend » RoyalBlue
He was born with a twin but the other sibling didn't make it. When Peter found him
he nicknamed himself 'Twins' in memory of his brother.

Nibs » Lost Boy » Fifteen » Human » Friend » DarkSlateGrey
He's the prankster and the troublemaker of the group.

Tootles » Lost Boy » Fourteen » Human » Friend » Green
He tries to be strong and tough because he's the youngest member of the Lost
Boys but he secretly looks up to Peter.

Tinkerbell » Lost Boy » Nineteen » Fairy » Companion » Purple
Her and Peter act like a couple sometimes but they've never made it official. She
loves him but it seems like Peters head is always somewhere else when they're being
affectionate towards each other.

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I rely on m y s e l f just making sure that was c l e a r

I'm not in need of your c r u t c h e s

I've f a c e d all my f e a r s

and I w o n what I knew I could have

L i f e is not a p u n c h c a r d

make the b e s t of what you have

✘₦ℴ₳ℎ ₳n₫ℛℯ₩ ₱ ₳ℛ₭s✘

Noah Andrew Parks was the name of the boy that sat at his windowsill simply reminiscing. Today. Today is the day that he had been dreading for the past two weeks. It was the day that he was leaving everything behind. This neighborhood, the memories, the friends and family. That’s right it was the day that the Parks were packing up their things and moving away. Not some were to insanely far, actually into someone else’s house in the next city over. No, his mom didn’t get remarried or anything like that. It was actually the complete opposite really.
Maybe I should back track a bit?
It was March 12th and his mom was on her way back from a late shift at the hospital. The light was green and so she took her turn, but so did someone else. A large truck driver was severely drunk and ran right into his mom’s car. She was pinned and pronounced dead almost immediately. When Noah and his dad found out about it they both completely fell apart, for two very different reasons. Times where extremely tough and people where losing their jobs left and right, Noah’s father was one of those people. Now that he didn’t have his wife’s income to support them, as he searched for a job, he began to panic. Noah on the other hand was upset that he no longer had anyone in his corner. You see, in high school he played baseball and received a scholarship for it his senior year. Though at that point, he no longer had dreams to be an MLB player. He passed it up and his dad never forgive him for it. His mom though was his biggest fan and always told him that there would be bigger and better opportunities. Of course he would never admit it, but that was his favorite thing about his mom. She was always so supportive of him and he was really going to miss that.
”Lets go Drew!” Instantly he snapped out of reality when his dad called him by his nickname. His dad always disliked the name Noah, but his wife was set on it at the day of his birth so he just went with it. He would call him that from time to time but now that his mom was gone it became more and more frequent. ”I’m packing the last box. I’ll be down in a minute.” Noah got to his feet took one last glance around his room and then walked over to his bed. There sat one last box with the left overs of his belongs. Quickly he shut the box, shifted it into his arms, and headed down the stairs. His dad stood at the doorway of the house and he seemed to be doing his own reminiscing. Of course his dad would never admit it since he was always one of those ‘manly men.’ Noah figured it was easier for him to just walk out than take one last look at home and that’s exactly what he did. Without turning back he walked over to his truck and threw the box in the bed with the rest of the boxes. ”I’ll follow you out.” He had been over his dad’s friend’s house times before but it had been a couple of years since. At this point he hardly remembered directions just that it was in a city nearby. On that note he hopped into his car, sat there patiently, and followed his dad’s Honda when it began to move.

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Overdose.
[23:47:57] -: I still have to have Alex find out that Asher and Kaidence hooking up. Ohh, Asher could see him doing like hardcore drugs, try to talk him out of it, and then be pissed off. Then he could blurt out like "Oh, I ******** your other girl too." Then Alex gets mad and all hell breaks loose!
[23:48:22] -: *I meant have like Alex be mad about having Asher trying to tell him what to do.
[23:49:34] -: Well Asher wouldn't say it like that but pretty close to it. He'll say it so nochalaunt that it will be as if he said it like that. d:
[23:50:00] -: But like, why would Alex get mad? Kaidence is a slutbag.
[23:50:34] -: It's the fact that Asher was hooking up someone else that he had been with. He felt like it was just him stabbing him in the back for a second time. You know, like a big ******** YOU!
[23:50:45] -: Not that he cares for Kaidence anything more than a play thing.
[23:51:24] -: Yeah, now Alex wouldn't even want to have sex with her wether he was with Bonnet or not. So good news for Bonnet! d:
[23:51:34] -: Where is Jackson going to be through all of this? I mean, I wouldn't think that he'd ditch Alex like that.
[23:53:08] -: I'll have Asher move back to Colorado, go to Colorado state, and have Jackson go some where else. Jackson's not all that smart. He's very street smart but hardly book smart.
[23:54:19] -: Ohhh, that could be the reason why Asher came back to Colorado. To look into going to Colorado state, but he planned it around the time everyone was graduating just so he could see old friends. Boom!

Drug Problem!
[22:29:46] -: Okay, so for Alex I'm definitely going to turn him into a druggie.
[22:32:01] -: No, Alex would never let anyone see him cry. I think I just might have like Alex be on the verge of an overdose, his 'friends' bail because they're freaked out by his condition, and then Asher is the one who rushes him to the hospital.
[22:35:08] -: Where would be the medium for this? Like, when she's visiting, a phonecall/skype call, or...?
[22:36:05] -: All this happens around a holiday and she suddenly appears. That's when she figures out what has been going on with Alex and stuff.
[22:36:19] -: Like, I was thinking ever since he started doing drugs he would stop talking to Bonnet less and less.
[22:38:19] -: Okay, so who's going to tell her. Wait! His parents will obviously find out, with the hospital visit and all, so they can tell her. Like, Bonnet has been trying to get ahold of him for weeks and so when she finally does go to Colorado she just shows up. Then Alex's mom answers the door, due to the fact that she's worried and watching over him, and then explains the situation
[22:40:35] -: It's going to be so odd because Skylar's going to assume that she knew at first.

Money Issue/Rockwells go broke!
[22:42:03] -: Yeah, it could be like a week after the hospital visit and his mum has taken all of that work off. Gosh, it's going to make them so poor. I guess that will have to be a part of another plot twist.
[22:43:29] -: Oh goodness. Alex would probably get so mad that Bonnet even knows. Gosh, being pitted by his girlfriend of all people would drive him nuts. He's supposed to be the man taking care of her, not the other way around. d:
[22:44:23] -: Aha, that'd be interesting! They could go into a whole argument about her even leaving him for France and all that. That's where he could bring up Peter and she could get super defensive.
[22:46:16] -: The Rockwells won't know there poor probably for like another month when a new wave of bills come in. Well, his mum and dad would know and Alex would expect it.
[22:48:46] -: That's true. Well we'll do it when she finds out he broke then. How will she find out?
[22:52:34] -: What if they have to sell his car! Like it's both punishment for being so stupid (the drugs thing) and also it's a huge wave of cash that would make up partly for the weeks that his mom was off.
[22:55:03] -: He would say that he was in the works of getting a better car or something. Like, that was his excuse. 'Oh I sold my car because I found a really nice cheap classic mustang for sale.' or something like that. d"
[22:55:55] -: Oh, then she'd go on about how she'd take him to pick it up and she'd settle for nothing less.
[22:56:40] -: How long would this charade go on before he fessed up?
[22:57:45] -: Hmm, I dunno. Oh! Maybe when he makes an excuse not to go out with her. She gets worried, like that he's back on drugs or something, and goes to check on him. Then she's like wait, there's no Mustang in the driveway. Then he'll be backed into telling her because he wouldn't want to spook her about the drugs again. Well, I figured they could talk about the whole issue with Peter and everything else when he says the Irish a*****e thing.

Settling Peter/NPC
[22:59:02] -: Were you still going to use Peter, or was he going to be an NPC and there was a long skip over to when she comes back to visit?
[23:03:33] -: Well, she's always going back to finish school. Time skip to christmas break and have the whole thing happen with Alex. Then she'll go back and have a couple adventures with Peter. He'll always be there isnce she's always going to have to go back Paris.

A loss for words plotting:
[23:12:50] -: I feel like Davanee should do something too. I mean, we've talked about Noah trying to make amends, but then there's emotionless, boring, Dav.
[23:13:47] -: Well, to try and get him to lighten up, she could introduce him to her trampoline, lol.
[23:27:29] -: Oh, okay. d: So are we still going to go with her running into him at the resturant? What if that's upsets him because he really does think she's like spying on him!?
[23:29:08] -: Yeah! He would be all nice at first but then he remember that he never told her where he worked at. Then he'll get pissed off. Dude! What if she comes in nearly at closing and he offers her a ride so he can figure out why she keeps following him!!! o:
[23:30:02] -: She'd just mentally facepalm at his questions. Like, "Am I not allowed to try a new place to eat? - 3-"
[23:31:16] -: Like he would be nice the entire night and then ask her CALMLY why she's following him in the parking lot. He'll like be staring at her side, waiting for her to get into his truck, and then ask.
[23:31:50] -: She'd be annoyed, and that'd be an understatement.
[23:33:59] -: Oh she would, and then if he said something against it, she'd just be like, "Yup, I'm walking home."
[23:35:15] -: Then he would get annoyed and give in. "I know I'm being a d**k right now but it doesn't change the fact that it's dark. You're not walking home by yourself."
[23:35:57] -: she'd be like
[23:36:13] -: "Is it legal for me to sit in the back of the truck? :L"
[23:36:52] -: He'd probably laugh and say some sort of joke. "Yeah, but you'd probably fly out before we even got home." Something along those lines.

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I'm a mess that's the best way to describe it. I leave no

time to myself, the only way I can fight it. When I'm alone,

it's like I'm staring into a mirror. Don't know the person

inside it and that's never been any clearer. I'm tired so let

me be broken. Look down at the mess that's in front of me.

No other words need be spoken and I've got nobody else to

blame though I tried. Kept all of my past mistakes held inside.

I'll live with regret for my whole life. I confess, that I brought

this all on my self. Condemned to suffer alone, like there's

nobody else. When your gone, it's like a whole part of me's

missing so I'll keep living the lie and just hope that your listening.

Once Bonnet was on her feet he let her go ahead of him due to fact that he was weighed down by her things. He followed her out of her room and to the stairs up until she stopped. For a moment he was confused, was she suddenly having doubts? At first he could have sworn he saw a bit of worry in her eyes, but all was set aside when she grabbed his hand. Alexander smiled but inside he ached ever so slightly. This was going to be the last time that they really got to hold hands and be a couple. Well, up until she came home for vacation. Speaking of, who even knew how long he would have to wait for that! Finally the two continued down the way, hand in hand, until she left him to get Buster settled. Instead of waiting for her he headed out to the car himself so he could put Bonnet’s luggage in the trunk. His car wasn’t exactly small, but the fact that she had so many things he began to think that everything wasn’t going to fit. That was okay if it didn’t since he could put all of the extra stuff in the back with Buster. Gently he closed his trunk, to make sure he didn’t wreck his car if the stuff didn’t fit, and it snapped shut. With that he walked over to the driver’s side, hopped in, and immediately turned on the air conditioner. He was partially hot because of the heat and partially hot because of the beanie he had sitting on his head. The two of them had to wake up early, which he wasn’t use to, and every bit of sleep counted. His hair didn’t beat sleep in the slightest unless he was actually going out. For a few moments he just patiently sat there waiting until he saw Bonnet come outside. He watched her open the door and begin to shove Buster into the back. He thought about offering her help but she seemed as if she had it just fine. As soon as she hopped into the car he threw it in reverse and headed out.

Most of the car ride he was silent because he didn’t know what to say exactly. Everything was revolving around her going to Paris and that was the last thing he wanted to talk about. Instead he sat there, not saying a word, up until they got to the airport. Alexander parked in one of the structures rather than the drop off zone because he wanted to properly say by to Bonnet. He yanked all of her stuff out of the back and headed across the street to the actual airport itself. Once he helped her check her bag the two headed over to where she was going to have to go through security. At this point he had a feeling settling deep down in the pit of his stomach. It was a familiar feeling but not one that he had, had recently. Happiness? No, this was the farthest thing from happiness. Anger? Probably not, he couldn’t be mad at Bonnet for wanting to follow his dreams. It would be like if she said he could never visit his brother again because she didn’t like him. The feeling was….sorrow. He hadn’t felt this way since the accident back during freshman year. It really hurt, but at least this time he wasn’t be betrayed. As soon as Bonnet said this is it he slightly smiled. It was slightly fake, but enough to be believable. ”Yeah. Be good, alright.” He grabbed her hand, kissed it, and then kissed her cheek. The last time he kissed her cheek was when he was breaking up with her five months ago. He didn’t mean to do it, it was just the first place he thought about kissing. Finally he dropped her hand, and gave her a smile. ”You don’t want to be late for your flight.” He turned on his heel and began to head for the exit.

He got no farther than the baggage claim before he shook his head. ”What the f.uck am I doing.” It was literally like something in a movie. Suddenly he sighed, turned back around, and began jogging back to Bonnet. He caught her as she was just about to go through security. Ignoring everything he ran up to her, gently caressed her face with his hands, and kissed her. It was extremely passionate and it left the two of the breathing fairly hard by the time he was threw. He rested his forehead onto hers and looked straight into her eyes. ”Bonnet, I know I couldn’t say it before but I’m pretty sure I can now.” Alex lifted his head from hers, looked her straight in the eyes, and said it. ”I love you.” This was probably the most romantic he had ever been with her. Not to mention the most he had ever showed his feelings to anyone, especially in such a large crowd. The first time he realized it was when he was laying on his bed, home alone. Every time he thought about Bonnet leaving, since the moment she told him, he ached. It got to the point where it finally came to him, he never wanted to be without her. Everything else was already there, the trust, him wanting to protect her. It was just that last thing, coming to his senses that she was the one thing in his life that he would always fight for no matter what.

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Towards the end of Isaacs’s high school career and continuing into the summer there were a lot of decisions that had to be made. You see, he had been playing baseball from a young age and all throughout his life. From the moment he picked up baseball bat he was a natural and just got better and better. Now that he had to go off to college they were offering him scholarships left and right. Some were out of state, others offered him more money, and then there were the ones that included benefits. He had to decide which was best for him and would help further him into his path of becoming a Major League player. After a several months of going back and forth with his parents it came down to the final decision. He agreed to go to the school that was closest to home. The Astley’s weren’t very wealthy and so they needed to be as conservative as possible. They knew if they let Isaac go out of state it would cost a lot more money for his education and dorm room. Of course Isaac wasn’t too happy that he couldn’t go off to NYU or Florida State but he got over it quickly. He knew once he was making a ton of money as a professional athlete he would be able to travel any place in the world. The school that was decided on was offering him the largest sum of money any how so it all worked out in the end. So with that being said, as soon as the fall rolled around he was sent off to Penn State. Even though the season didn’t start until late winter he was sent into training immediately. It wasn’t even a month into school and he was already having to juggle his academics and his athletics, like high school all over again. The only difference was that they took grades more serious around here. He couldn’t just slide on by with barely passing grades, he needed to have solid ones or else he would be sent back home.

It had been a good five months, the beginning of February, and it was the moment he had been waiting for. He had been at the stadium for hours now with his team in preparation for the game that was about to begin in forty five minutes. Quickly Isaac changed his clothing, laced up his shoes, and then sat on the bench listening. The coach got on his feet and began to talk to them as a way for them to get pumped and their heads in the game. Once his spiel was over everyone got to their feet and began heading out of the locker room and onto the diamond. As he got to his feet he felt a hand on his shoulder and he turned around to see one of his teammates. ”Ready for this, rookie?” Isaac immediately gave off a cocky smile and nodded. ”I’ve been ready since I first got here.” With that he continued walking down the hall, up the steps, and onto the field. Once he got outside he threw his baseball cap on backwards and began to look out at the stands. Partially, he was looking at how many people were there. He would watched sports on television all the time but it was so much different in person now that it was actually his turn. Not only that but there were so many more people compared to the amount that would show up for a silly high school game. On the other hand his eyes were also wandering because he wanted to look at his options for later. After the game, if he had the chance, he was had the desire to pick out a girl and try to hook up with her. He was always good at in high school and now the circumstances were even better. Isaac was the rookie prodigy that was supposed to take this team places. What girl wouldn’t want the chance to say that they got to hook up with him!? Finally he made his way across the stadium and out into the left field. Due to the fact that they were home the other team was up to bat first. All of players began to throw up the ball around while the visitors got ready and waited for the game to start.

♌ I'm like damn, I need that. I wanna hit it like a baseball bat. She got the elegant elephant
all up, all up in the room. She got the elegant elephant she could, she could get the boom ♌

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Caleb Erics Son

✿ Caleb Charm

✿ Twenty Two

✿ 160

✿ Six foot - one

✿ Slender with a bit of muscle

✿ Black Hair

✿ Blue Eyes

✿ personality traits;;


✿ Proper

✿ Manly

✿ Outgoing

✿ Friendly

✿ Intelligent

✿ Brave



Elise Charm Ariels Daughter

✿ terrance - people use terry sometimes

✿ Nineteen

✿ 109 lbs.

✿ Five foot - three

✿ Slim and tiny

✿ Black Hair

✿ Blue Eyes

✿ personality traits;;


✿ Headstrong

✿ Friendly

✿ Rebellious

✿ Brave

✿ Adventurous

✿ Giving

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Ⓟⓡⓞⓟⓔⓡ Ⓟⓡⓘⓝⓒⓔ and Ⓡⓞⓨⓐⓛ Ⓡⓔⓑⓔⓛ

Ａｒｉｅｌｓ Ｄａｕｇｈｔｅｒ ａｎｄ Ｅｒｉｃ'ｓ Ｓｏｎ

There wasn’t even the slightest bit of light in the sky and yet the young prince was already wide awake. It wasn’t like this on most mornings but for the last few months he had been consumed by a personal project. He found it to be fun but at the cost of lot of time being wasted when he was supposed to be doing other thing. Ever since his sister, Anneliese, decided to run off and become a fish his parents began to bombard him with the royal agenda. Of course it made sense because he was sixteen and he needed to learn these things but at times it was a bit much. It hardly left him time to be a kid which is why he is so proper to this day. Caleb understood why his parents were like that, they had just lost a daughter to the seas, but he still wished day after day that he could go out and play. If it wasn’t for Elise running out and be a trouble maker first he would have taken the chance. He just wasn’t willing to break his mother and fathers heart so soon after they had lost their second born. Although, as soon as he was eighteen he broke away from all the nonsense and began doing things on his own. The day after his eighteenth birthday he had taken his father’s ship, single handedly, and set sail for the North Sea. To this day his mother is in a tizzy over it and refuses to let him do it without shipmates. On the other hand though, Eric was very proud of his son for leading an entire ship on his own. So proud to where he even gave him his old ship, you know, the one that took down Ursula. Yeah, it had been pushed back and anchored down near the castle for years and years and now it was finally going to be put to use. That is, if Caleb could finally get it working again. Which leads me back to present day and the reason why the boy had been neglecting his main duties as prince.

The young male hopped out of bed and threw on his normal every day clothes. To be honest he favored them over the proper outfits he had to wear during royal events. It was simple and much like the ones his father wore when he was this age; white shirt, blue pants, and some boots that would keep his feet dry. Quickly he combed down his hair and then headed out of his room and down the spiral staircase. At the bottom waited a maid, as she was every morning, with a shiny red apple. ”Thank you, Guinevere.” Caleb kindly smiled at the women even though he had told her time after time that she didn’t need to wait on him this early. He was very capable of going to the orchard and picking one himself, especially now since it was on the way to the beach. As he bit into the fruit he stepped out through the double doors and took in a deep breathe. The one major thing he enjoyed about their extremely odd family history was that it granted them access to the beach. Continuing on he headed straight for his vessel and began the process of pulling it out. Every morning he had to do this and every morning he had to pull it back in. When he first started this little project he was alone but now he had a few of his father men helping him out. It’s not like he really needed it but the company was awfully nice. Although starting yesterday he called them all away since he knew he would have the company of an old friend helping him out for a while now. It was strange because as soon as Annaeliese and her friend came home so did Terrence. He swore if he ever found out that he was messing around with his little sister than he would turn him into a shish kabob. Terrence of all people should know how easy that task was for him since he had been trained with a sword since the age of five.



iiiCupcake Monster

I hope you don't mind that I said Terrence would help him with the ship. I thought it might be a good way to get everyone together in the same place. c:

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→ The Old Friend xxxxxx❝ Those days are gone its over now were moving on. ❞

『 iiiCupcake Monster ● Eighteen ● Jackson Andrew Callahan ● Male 』

Protective . Captivating . Outgoingxxxxxxxxx ♪ ♫ ♪

→ The Bad Boy xxxxxx❝ Ignorance in my head, live it up til' I'm dead, I do what floats my boat. ❞

『 iiiCupcake Monster ● Eighteen ● Parker Sebastian Morris ● Male 』

Loud. Outspoken. Spontaneous. xxxxxxxxx ♪ ♫ ♪

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P̷̲̅ᴀʀᴋᴇʀ Sᴇʙᴀsᴛɪᴀɴ Mᴏʀʀɪs

Live it up till I'm dead, Ignorance in my head, I do what floats my boat.

I can keep up with the tempo.
That's right, he's right, I'm right lets ride.

Now whatcha tryin' to get into.
Let's find some time tonight.



The air was quite cold, frigid really, as the male layed in bed with an oversized black blanket covering him. His eyes fluttered open and wandered over to the window that was across the room. The leaves had already changed and nearly all of them fallen, signaling the closeness of winter. He stared for a moment, sort of hard, trying to decide on wether he wanted to get out of bed or not. For the last few days the comfort of his bed and the lack of desire to go off to school got the better of him. No, he wasn't depressed. No, he wasn't sick. He was just a rebel with out a cause. He had done this on and off for years but this time around it probably wasn't the best idea. This was his last year of high school and there was absolutely no room for mistake. If he even failed one class he wouldn't be able to graduate. The idea of this didn't bother him much since he had been doing this close cut grade thing for a while. After a moment of contemplation he sucked in a deep breathe, preparing him for the sudden temperature difference. "Might as well get things sorted." Immediatley he could feel the goose bumps rising on his nearly bare legs. All that laid on his body were a simple pair of boxer briefs which was an odd choice for this time of year. Most people would be cuddled up in there warmest pajamas but not Parker. He did what he wanted, how he wanted, when he wanted. Finally he was on his feet and moving around his room, from one end to the other. He sluggishly got ready, throwing on something comfortable, and then headed out for the day. Parker hopped into his old Honda Accord and drove off to school that resided a few blocks away.

As he pulled up to the building he could hear the bell going off informing him that he was late for class. He shrugged off the idea and continued on with his business as normal. Casually and at normal pace he headed to his first period class, English. As he walked in and went to his seat he didn't even get a word from his teacher. They where both use to it and by now, there was no need to call for attention or greeting. Parker left his backpack on and took a seat at an empty space in the class room. Once he finally tuned into what the teacher was saying he realized that they were being given an assignment. "You'll be writing to the Ashbury school from the next city over. You can go into this anonymous or willingly, it's up to you." At this point the teacher began to pass out papers explaining the rules and regulations. First, a mental sigh went through his head. Of course on the day that he decided to come they were being given a ridiculous assignment. The last thing he wanted to do was talk to the rich snobs at Ashbury. There had only ever been one expection to that ever and that was his girlfriend, Alexis. When they first met he had no idea she was went there and it was completely overlooked because of how well they got along. Not only that but Parker was getting a bit lonely, he needed a new play toy and she was the easiest thing he could get his hands on for the time being. "For the rest of class I want you guys to get started on your letters. They're do by tomorrow but if you finish at any point today you can come drop them by." Quickly Parker looked the paper and sat it back down infront of him. For the rest of class he went over the idea of how messed up the people were from Ashbury. Never, ever, admit or mention this to anyone but he grows very defensive over his living situation. The Morris' are dirt poor, only one income because his dad passed away when he was young, and hardly get by.



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I have yet to do the outfit. I wanted to get my posts up so I didn't keep you waiting much longer. When I do it'll be in the top right picture and right now I have his song in the left side collage. c:

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Ｊａｃｋｓｏｎ Ａｎｄｒｅｗ Ｃａｌｌａｈａｎ

Here we are at the end say goodbye to all your friends.
Here we go watching the sun go round sitting on a rooftop making time stop.

I never want to come back down never want to come down.
●Ⓘⓣ'ⓢ ⓣⓗⓔ ⓔⓝⓓ ⓞⓕ ⓣⓗⓔ ⓢⓤⓜⓜⓔⓡ●

It's the end of it all. Those days are gone its over now were moving on.

●Ⓘⓣ'ⓢ ⓣⓗⓔ ⓔⓝⓓ ⓞⓕ ⓣⓗⓔ ⓢⓤⓜⓜⓔⓡ●


Simple dreams floated around in his head as he laid in his bed safe and sound. His breathing was even and his body was relaxed but that was quickly changed. Everything in his head began to grow black from his beginning to wake up. The more he drifted into reality the more the sounds around him began to make sense. "Jackson. Jackson! Get up. Mom told me to wake up." The eighteen year old boy finally opened his eyes to see his little, six year old, sister standing at the side of his bed. For short moment he stared at her acknowledging her and nodding. She quickly smiled at him and as soon as he heard the click of his door, he rolled over and closed his eyes once more. A small sigh escaped from his lips as he tried to gather himself and really actually wake up on his own. It took a bit of mental convincing due to the fact that he was barely into the first couple months of his senior year and he was already getting senioritis. Soon enough he threw his feet over the bed side and an immediatly chill crawled up his spine. Jackson was in sweats and a tshirt but that still wasn't enough protection from the weather this early in the morning. Quickly he hustled himself to the shower, let the warmth caress his body, and then went back to his room to get dressed.

It took him about a good twenty minutes to slowly throw on some clothes and do his hair but after that he was golden. As he walked out the door he could hear the madness of what was going on inside. His little sister, Scout being chased around the house by his younger brother Noah. Then there was the rebelous teenaged Blake already arguing with their mother and their father coming to the rescue to put him in his place. It was like this every morning and every night. Of course it drove Jackson mental but there wasn't much he could do about it. His parents needed him to help out with money which caused him to be out of cash for himself. It was an endless cycle but it's not like he could turn his back to them. A small bit of irriatation creeped it's way up inside him but he shook it off and continued by walking down the high school. Oh how he wished he had a car, day after day. It didn't take very long to get there but the convenience of it all would have been nice.

As soon as he arrived he cleared his mind and turned his attitude around. He had to be the nice, captivating, Jackson that everyone knew and loved. Through out the school everyone knew him and he usually didn't have too many enemies. The only ones he had were usually one sided because he's learned to shake these things off easily. In a matter of moments he was in class at his usual seat in the third row to the left. As soon as he walked in he was greeted by a few people and so he acknowledged them and went to his seat. The teacher started soon after and this time around he was diving right into an assignment. He was just about to get into the gist of it when class was slightly interupted by a student walking in. Jackson's eyes wanted over to the door and immediatly he wish they hadn't. You know how I said he got along with everyone? Well I should change that to almost everyone. A couple years back, when they were freshman, the two were real good friends. They hung out all the time, they did stuff together, all around good pals but all that changed as soon as Parker slept with his girlfriend at the time. He tried and tried to forgive the guy but it was hard when Parker acted as if there wasn't too much fault in his actions. Continously Parker claimed that it wasn't his problem that his girlfriend came onto him. Although, everyone knows, it takes two.

The teacher continued talking and soon enough everyone's eyes averted back up to him. He started going off about how they had to write letters to the extremely rich school on the other side of town. Jackson thought it was sort of an interesting idea up until he heard what school they were writing too, Ashbury high. He had never been there before but already he had a burning hate for the place. It was the one school that took his childhood friend away, Katherine. They had been friends since they were about eight and the summer before high school her dad came into money and she was being whisked away. Ever since then they hadn't come into contact in the slightest and he had grown to be okay with. At first it was hard but as the years went by he learned to move on. With that in mind he threw the complete idea of her and her being from his mind. Just because they had to write to them didn't mean he was going to be writing to her specifically. I mean they were writing to just other seniors right? Suddenly the paper was infront of his siting the rules and regulations and then the instructions to get started. For short moment he looked it over, grabbed out a piece of paper, and slowly got started:

Iᴛ sᴇᴇᴍs ᴛʜᴀᴛ ᴡᴇ'ᴠᴇ ɢᴏᴛᴛᴇɴ ᴘᴀɪʀᴇᴅ ᴜᴘ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ'ʟʟ ʙᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ᴇᴀᴄʜ ᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ғᴏʀ ᴛʜᴇ ɴᴇxᴛ ᴍᴏɴᴛʜ. I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜɪs ᴡɪʟʟ ɢᴏ ᴏʀ ᴇᴠᴇɴ ʜᴏᴡ ᴛʜɪs ᴡᴏʀᴋs ᴇxᴀᴄᴛʟʏ ʙᴜᴛ I'ʟʟ ɢɪᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴀ sʜᴏᴛ.

I ɢᴜᴇss ғᴏʀ ɴᴏᴡ I'ʟʟ ᴊᴜsᴛ ɪɴᴛʀᴏᴅᴜᴄᴇ ᴍʏsᴇʟғ ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴇ ᴄᴀɴ ɢᴏ ғʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ. I ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ʜᴏᴡ ᴄᴏᴍғᴏʀᴛᴀʙʟᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ sᴏᴍᴇ ᴋɪᴅ ᴏɴ ᴛʜᴇ ʙᴀᴅ sɪᴅᴇ ᴏғ ᴛᴏᴡɴ. I ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅɴ'ᴛ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʏᴏᴜ ᴛᴏ ғᴇᴇʟ ᴏʙʟɪɢᴀᴛᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ sᴘɪʟʟ ʏᴏᴜʀ ʟɪғᴇ sᴛᴏʀʏ ᴏʀ ᴀɴʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ʜᴀᴠᴇ ᴛᴏ ʟɪsᴛᴇɴ ᴛᴏ ᴍɪɴᴇ. I'ʟʟ ʟᴇᴀᴠᴇ ɪᴛ ᴜᴘ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ?

-Jᴀᴄᴋsᴏɴ Cᴀʟʟᴀʜᴀɴ


The boy didn't want to sound mean but he also didn't want to make some rich princess or prince be majorly weirded out by this project. He didn't want them to freak out thinking that he would steal there social security or information or something out of the ordinary. As he signed his name at the bottom the bell began to ring. It was odd, such a short letter, and so much time waisted trying to write it. He was usually much better at these things? Maybe it was just the idea of Ashbury kids in itself? In any case he walked up to the teacher, dropped it on his desk, and headed out to his next class.



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I'm sorry about this post. I don't think it was very good but I tried and lost it about half way. I hope it wasn't too bad to read. Anyway, the song is in left collage and the outfit will be in the top collage when I get it done.

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The ManWhore
• Isaac Jason Astley • None • Seventeen • iiiCupcake Monster •

He is the guy that has gotten in every girl's pants, well almost everyone. There are a couple girls waiting to lose their v card, but right now his target is The Queen. He's known her for so long now and she's still a virgin. Plus he's been wanting to taste a little of wealthy and popular. Knowing that she doesn't want to lose her virginity just yet, he wants to show her that somethings you just need to break. While trying to get in her pants, he starts to grow feelings for The Queen. But he isn't sure if these feelings are real or not.

;samples needed x