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 Posted: Thu May 13, 2010 1:56 pm
 ღღαиα мαяιє αи∂єяsσиღღ I'll be back, ∂σи'т try and follow me●●•۰
'Cause I'll return as sσσи as possible●●•۰xxxx
See I'm тяyιиg to find my place●●•۰xxxxxxxx
But it might not be here where I ƒєєℓ safe●●•۰xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
Ana was more than startled when it was time for her to go.
She stood up and went into the room where her pictures would be taken and her nerves got the best of her while she was walking, and when she almost tripped she had to take a deep breath and focus on what he was saying. She nodded when he told her about the camera picking up on her nerves, but it didn't help the fact that she was nervous at that moment, but she was sure when she got comfortable she wouldn't be nervous. Ana put her bag on the counter and walked over to the clothes, but everything seemed too extravagant or down-right hooker wear for what she was going for, but as she looked around she found an oversized button up shirt, and the pale blue was pretty to her, and so she took it and went back to her bag to get her own pair of shorts, for she thought it looked nice together. Ana went to the bathroom and when she put on the shirt and shorts and looked in the mirror it turned out how she wanted it, and then she wondered why they had a giant shirt like that around, but it worked her her, and so she mussed up her hair and smiled, but before she left she took two more deep breaths. She left the bathroom and looked around the room once more for something she needed, and when she found it she dragged it over to where she wanted it to be. "I hope this is okay... I just don't want too much going on in my pictures right now. Simple. Clean. Natural. That's what I want." Ana smiled to herself, and though she wasn't really talking to anyone in general she was still happy to have said it. She wasn't one for cluttered anything. Her pictures were not an exception.
So when she sat up on the stool she was more than pleased with her choices.
"I'm ready." . . . . . . . . .
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Posted: Thu May 13, 2010 7:39 pm
 ♂♂єтнαn sυммєя ƒяιsвy♂♂ Boys and girls ρяєтєи∂ to know me, they try so hard,●●•۰
And I get ωнαт I want,●●•۰xxxx
My name is my cяє∂ιт card●●•۰xxxxxxxx
Don't try to нαтє me because I am so popular●●•۰xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
First period droned on and on, and it wasn't even an interesting class.
He and Brittany passed notes about random things the entire time, and she always had to point out the "newbie" looking back at them, and when he got caught he would quickly look away. Ethan didn't know what was with him, but something instinctively told him this boy was as straight as a circle, but what angered Ethan was that this boy had the guts to let the entire school know he was gay yet Ethan was too much of a wimp to even hint at it. Then first period was over, and he made his way to second period, and the fact that the new guy had the class too made him angry at the school for making it impossible to get away from him, especially since Brittany had every class he did, and she teased him in each class for how adorable and flamboyant he was while Ethan was an angry dud who grumbled if anyone said anything about him being "gay" even if it was the stupid way people used it "That's gay" or "Dude that's so gay", and another thing that ticked him off was the "no homo" thing that guys did. It sounded to him as if they thought it was okay to have sex with another guy as long as they said "No Homo". So as Brittany continued teasing him he secretly stuck out his tongue, but Brittany pointed and he saw that the new guy had actually seen it. Of course Ethan was embarrassed, but it was because the new kid was actually snickering and turned about around, but Ethan just sulked into his arms while he waited for second period to end, for the next class would surely be without him, right?
Wrong.
In third period Ethan and Brittany walked in talking and laugh, for Ethan didn't realize that the damned school or whoever made the schedules would actually be so cruel to him. When they walked in Ethan heard Brittany gasp, and when he looked over she was giggling and pointing to an area in the classroom, but when he followed her finger to where she was pointing he sulked into another desk once more and waited for third period to be over. Brittany poked fun at how unlucky he had been the entire day, for even though he didn't hate the new boy he most certainly didn't like the fact that it seemed the school was just forcing them together. The teacher called on Ethan for a question and he just groaned, so the teacher got the picture and chose someone else, but Brittany still sat in the sit next to him insanely giggly the entire class period. "Brittany will you shut up? It's not funny. The one time an obvious gay guy transfers to school I just have to get stuck with him! . . . . . . .[
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Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 9:44 am
 Brittany Loraine RobertsonBritExtra Pictures in Url formAppearance
Age → eighteen
Birthday → October Fifteenth
Height → 5'5''
Weight → 117 lbs
Eye Color → Grey
Hair Color → Blond
Other → Nose Piercing Likes
●Purple
●Music
●Dogs
●Water
●Sleeping
●Working
●Getting my picture taken
●California
●Water Parks
Dislikes
Meat●
Not getting coffee in the morning●
Fake Flowers●
Slackers●
People who think I can't have fun●
Overly conceited people●
Tripping●
Hermit Crabs●
Soda●
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Posted: Sun May 16, 2010 1:58 pm
 Mitchell Whiskey EverdeenWhiskey, Mitch, MitchellI wanna dance with no pants on, holla!AppearanceAge → Eighteen
Birthday → June fourteenth
Height → 5'8"
Weight → 124 lbs
Eye Color → Brown
Hair Color → Brown
Other → I have a tattoo of a skeleton on my arm.Likes
●Bunnies,sssh it's a secret.
● The Beach
● Laughing
● Music
● Chocolate
● Whiskey, what a coincidence right?
● Dr Pepper
● Those lovely ladies
●Paperclips Dislikes
Veggies●
Sadness●
Taking too long to do something●
Cleaning●
Meat,animal flesh? Yeah no thanks.●
Milk ●
Actually going to school●
Hangovers●
Tripping●
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Posted: Fri May 28, 2010 4:42 pm
 ♪♪вяιттαиy ℓσяαιиє яσвєятsσи♪♪ Not that I ∂σи'т care about you,●●•۰
Just that things got ѕσ compliqué, ●●•۰xxxx
I met somebody cυтє and funny●●•۰xxxxxxxx
Got each other and тнαт'ѕ funny, eh, eh, eh●●•۰xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Sun May 30, 2010 6:14 pm
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♬♬ мιтcнєℓℓ ωнιѕкєу єνєя∂єєи ♬♬
... There's nothing surgery can do when I break you little heart in тωσ
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 9:08 am
 ★★ƒσяяєsт αℓєxαи∂єя мσяια★★ These children learn from cιgαяєттє burns●●•۰
Fast cars, fast ωσмєи, and cheap drinks.●●•۰xxxx
All these asphyxiated , sєℓƒ medicated●●•۰xxxxxxxx
Take the ωнιтє pill you'll feel alright●●•۰xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
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Posted: Mon May 31, 2010 6:28 pm
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★★ ρяєѕтσи αℓєxαи∂єя вαѕѕαм ★★
... There's nothing surgery can do when I break you little heart in тωσ
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Posted: Tue Jun 01, 2010 10:03 am
★★ƒσяяєsт αℓєxαи∂єя мσяια★★ These children learn from cιgαяєттє burns●●•۰
Fast cars, fast ωσмєи, and cheap drinks.●●•۰xxxx
All these asphyxiated , sєℓƒ medicated●●•۰xxxxxxxx
Take the ωнιтє pill you'll feel alright●●•۰xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx
The last thing he wanted to do was wake up.
Forrest knew that when he awoke he would be shipped off by his loving parents who just wanted him out of the way so they could catch up on "their life", like that had one in the first place. Hell, he was only eighteen and he was still being treated like he didn't have any say in anything, but if he tried to say anything about it to his parents they would pull the whole "You're under my roof" card. It just made him think about how he wouldn't be under their roof for very long, so instead of them having the power to control him he could just stay in the room for the entire three months and blast annoying music so that no one will possibly want to marry him. The thought of marriage made him want to barf at the moment, for it meant he would basically have no free years of college, no fun times with his friends in his twenties, no, he had to be stuck with some chick he didn't even know. He had thought over the plan of getting married and then just divorcing the poor girl a few days after, but something told him his parents would hunt him down if he ever decided to do that, he would have to grow a beard, wear glasses, and become a recluse in Antarctica for them not to find him. Beep. Beep. Beep. His alarm went off for the fifth time, and Forrest finally just unplugged the damn clock and sat up in his bed. There was no way he would be getting all dressed up to go to his life of doom, but something told him he had to at least put on clothes if he didn't want his parents barking down his neck until he left. So he forced himself out of bed and walked to his closet, and once he opened it he just got out some jeans and a band T-shirt of his. He wasn't about to wear a Tuxedo to go and meet some people that his parents thought he would be great for, for he knew in three months he would have to be wearing a Tux and see some stranger that he barely knew walk towards him in a white dress. It just didn't seem fair to him. He sighed and just put a hand through his hair, and he was out of his room in the next instant to go eat the last breakfast he would ever really enjoy. There was no way anyone at the house would be able to cook such an amazing breakfast like his father, since his father was the amazing cook of the family, being a chef at his own little family owned restaurant and all.
Once he walked into the breakfast room, he was stunned by how much food was actually on the table.
He sat down at the table and looked at his Mother in confusion, and she just smiled and cupped his cheeks like he was the actual happy one in the situation of getting married. "So you're trying to butter me up with your food? I'm sorry, but I'm not going to be happy with marrying some woman who I don't even know, Mom." He just looked down at his plate and took the piece of toast and was out of the door to his doom, he didn't want to deal with his parents going from nice to Satan spawns in an instant. . . . . . . . . .
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