Post by nattiecakes on Jan 29, 2010 17:32:06 GMT -5
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I THINK I'M LOST IN THE LETTERS.[/font]
[/blockquote][/ul][/b], but you can call me Mary Alice or Mar. my birthday's July 4, 1992, so if you're too lazy to do the math, that means i'm 16 years old right now. currently, i am a sophomore at newport high. you will find me hanging out with the skater kids. i'm also a female, in case you couldn't tell. oh! and i'm also straight, and if you can live with that, i'm sure we'll be great friends."[/size][/center][/blockquote][/ul]
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WHEN HER REPLY MEANT EVERYTHING.[/font] [/blockquote][/ul][/center]
"You look really familiar! Have I seen you before?"[/font][/color]
"well i don't think we've met but some people tell me that i look like Zoe Kimball. i have long blonde hair and exceptionally blue eyes. i have a slim figure and i do have my ears pierced but i hardly ever wear earrings. i have no tattoos at the moment because my parents won't let me. my lips are pink and pouty and i love them! so you can look, but you can't touch!"[/font]
"So, what do you like?"[/font][/color]
"well i like to sing, read, i like going to school(sometimes), skateboard, hang with friends, spend time with my mom, helping my big sister out, taking care of my little brother, dancing, and last but not least, drawing."[/font]
"And the things you could live without? What about them?"[/font][/color]
"well i kinda can't stand hospitals, fake people, man whores, Barney, desk top computers, drama, birds, sushi, root beer, and violence."[/font]
"And what are the things you just can't stand?"[/font][/color]
"i hate it when people chew with their mouths open like close your damn mouth! i also don't like it when people bite their nails. it's just gross."[/font]
"Do you have any bad habits? What about good ones?"[/font][/color]
"well. i do have a habit of playing with my hair. and i kinda bit my bottom lip when i'm nervous. not that they are bad but they are more neutral. one good habit is that i always have to help someone when i see that they need it."[/font]
"Oh, really? Well, how about the secrets?"[/font][/color]
"i'm still a virgin. shh! no one knows this(:"[/font]
"And the fears?"[/font][/color]"i'm scared of losing my family and well spiders."[/font]
"Do you have any special talents?"[/font][/color]
"i can sing pretty good? i never sang in front of someone though so i guess it's a secret?"[/font]
"And last but not least, what's your relationship status/history?"[/font][/color]
"well. currently at the moment i am single. i have had two serious relationships that lasted for more than six months. then i had little ones that lasted under six months. i just want someone to love me(: and yes i am a virgin but it's a secret!"[/font]
call me up to confess
THAT IT'S ME YOU THINK ABOUT.[/ul][/center][/size][/b]"Miami, FLorida"[/font][/color]
"i loved my hometown. i was never bored there. i always went to the beach and hung out with friends. i wish that we could go back but my mom got a job offer that she just 'couldn't refuse.' so now i'm here."[/font]
"And what's up with your family?"[/font][/color]
"my family is small, but nice. i love my mother. she has been so strong ever since my dad had up and walked out on us about two years ago. it still hurts to think that he could do that. without even giving us a heads up. jackass. well my mom has a job here in Newport and it's a good one too. she makes a lot of money but my older sister still helps her out. she just graduated college and is still living with us and her baby, Rosemarie. i love my niece like she was my own.
my sister has always been the one to look out for me over the years while in Miami. no one would mess with me. i was quite popular back then. now i'm just the new girl. anyway, my brother is five years old and this is the stage where he's cute. before he lets his hormones take over. well that's not until like age twelve but still. he sweet and innocent and he is very understanding about everyhting that has happened. although, he misses dad sometimes.
pets? no i wish. i love cats. like i really do. i had a cat when we all lived in Miami, before dad left. her name was Nala. i loved her. but when my dad left he took the cat. who takes the damn cat and leave everyone else behind? asshole. anyway, our landlord said there are no pets allowed in our building. which is why mom almost has enough money to move us into an actual house. we are all excited about that. but for now, we are a catless family."[/font]
"Now, tell me your story."[/font][/color]
"ok, well July 4th is the best day ever. no, not because it's independence day, because it's my birthday fool! right now i am sixteen years young and my mom did a hell of a job on my sweet sixteen. all things considered. anyway, throughout elementary and middle school, i was quite popular. i was even a little cheerleader. yes, i still went skateboarding even though i was a cheerleader. but hey we can all be different!
well before my dad left we were the perfect little family. he would always come to my compititions with the whole family there to cheer me on. haha, cheering on a cheerleader. anyway, i thought my life was good. but in 8th grade i came home one day thinking it was a normal day. my mom was frantic though. my dad hadn't answered any of her calls. he never came home that night. we thought something was wrong with him. when i went into the kitchen i spotted a post it on the floor almost under the fridge. it was from my dad. it was saying how he wasn't happy with his life so he had to leave. from that moment on, i hated him.
we lived in that house for two years. mom cried everyday. i couldn't stand hearing her so said. she was a good mom. and my sister had to do all the house work, go to her actual work and school on top of having a new born baby. she was and still is my role model. i want to be just like her. my brother really didn't seem to notice. he only asked a couple times, but he shrugged it off. i was glad to see he was handling it well. after a year and a half we forced mom to go back to work. it's a miracle that they took her back. she became happier and happier.
one day she came home elated. we had no idea what was going on. she started yelling with joy at everyone to go pack our crap, we were moving to Newport. i had no clue where that was but i didn't question. my mom was happy and that was all that matter. so we packed up and came here. so yeah. that's basically it(:"[/font]
I NEED YOU HERE WITH ME.[/ul][/center][/size][/b]
"So, here's the deal. My name is
natalie and
I've been role playing for 5 years. Plus, I'm 17
years young, and I found you guys
from a friend oh, and the secret code is mediocre"
he was furious. he was so mad and he needed to hit something. all he needed to do was calm down. that's all. she asked if she was a bad person for wanting the guy hurt. he felt like jumping up and say "hell no!" but he didn't. he lay still as he faced her. he touched her cheek and felt the wet streaks running down her face. god she is beautiful. just a random thought. "no. it does not make you a bad person at all. it makes you normal." he tried to be as calm as he could. but the truth is he wanted to rip this guy's head off. he never thought he could hate someone he hadn't met as much as he hated this guy right now.
he felt so bad when she apoligized for crying. "hell no. don't be sorry." he said with a smirk in his voice as he wiped her tears away. "you're being real right now. i like it. well not seeing you cry, but you get what i mean." he was babbling. he always babbled when he was nervous. this was all so new to him. being nervous around a girl? what the hell? he was changing. changing big time. and he loved every minute of it.
he felt her turn away as soon as the question left his lips. she turned away from him as if she was embarrassed. as if any of this was her fault. he dind't like that. what he hated even more was that the guy did take her virginity. he was fuming. he took several deep breathes to come himself down and then he looked back at her. he reached around to her chin and pulled her into a soft kiss. he pulled away. "i'm so sorry. but you have to know that none of this is your fault. just please understand that and you will make me happy." he was looking into what he thought were her eyes. he really couldn't tell in the dark. "if you want. when you're good and ready. maybe.....ya know....i could be......well....your second.....i mean it's fine if you say no. and i didn't mean tonight because you don't seem like you want to and i should shut up now." he closed his mouth feeling utterly embarrassed. god. she just told you she got raped and you're thinking about sex!? nice one douche bag! he thought. he wished he could take it all back. but it was out there now. fuck. why was he so stupid?
he felt so bad when she apoligized for crying. "hell no. don't be sorry." he said with a smirk in his voice as he wiped her tears away. "you're being real right now. i like it. well not seeing you cry, but you get what i mean." he was babbling. he always babbled when he was nervous. this was all so new to him. being nervous around a girl? what the hell? he was changing. changing big time. and he loved every minute of it.
he felt her turn away as soon as the question left his lips. she turned away from him as if she was embarrassed. as if any of this was her fault. he dind't like that. what he hated even more was that the guy did take her virginity. he was fuming. he took several deep breathes to come himself down and then he looked back at her. he reached around to her chin and pulled her into a soft kiss. he pulled away. "i'm so sorry. but you have to know that none of this is your fault. just please understand that and you will make me happy." he was looking into what he thought were her eyes. he really couldn't tell in the dark. "if you want. when you're good and ready. maybe.....ya know....i could be......well....your second.....i mean it's fine if you say no. and i didn't mean tonight because you don't seem like you want to and i should shut up now." he closed his mouth feeling utterly embarrassed. god. she just told you she got raped and you're thinking about sex!? nice one douche bag! he thought. he wished he could take it all back. but it was out there now. fuck. why was he so stupid?
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