Post by vivien leigh reid on Nov 11, 2007 12:09:55 GMT -5
[/u]C H A R A C T E R
Name: vivien leigh reid.
Gender: female.
Age&&Year: 14 && frosh.
Desired Clique: IT girls [scene really though??? like kristin was a nerd...]
Family:
father. morgan reid. lawyer.
sister. tracy reid. senior.
mother. lacey reid. deceased
Personality:
The first words that come to mind for dear Viv are rude, immature and inattentive. If you get down deep though you reliaze that's not her at all. She can be these things if you don't know her at all, but looking at her surface will not tell you much about her.
First thing first, she is very independent. She doesn't like things tieing her down or relying on other people to get things done. It's not in her blood to do that. So don't try and add your help, she's as stubborn as she is independent. She won't accept help on anything which is a bad thing for her because she has to learn the hard way.
Instead of being rude she is blunt and honest to a fault. With these qualities it seems as though she doesn't care and is purposefully trying to be rude to you. But half the time she doesn't even reliaze she's hurt a person unless you tell her. It's her way. She can't help it.
Inattenive is not a word to describe Viv at all. She pays attention to things she wants but not more than that. But most of the time she'll tell you she doesn't really care instead of pretending to listen. She's just full of faults isn't she.
And as for immature she has her moments just like everyone else. She acts how she wants. Though normally she will act like a professional and very mature.
History:
New York was the place to be. She was born may the third in new york city to a family of three already. Her sister was jealous and four years old. Complications arose and her mother died in childbirth. Her father hated her for that.
Her aunt came to live with them and she took care of the baby, viven. It was sad as her father started to work himself way to ard. Her and her father were never close so she was concerned. Her father ignored her and pampered her sister.
When it came time for her sister to go to high school she got to stay in New York. Vivvy was excited for high school as well but it was apparent that she wasnt going to be staying. When she turned fourteen her aunt took her to get her belly button pierced and her tattoo. Then in august she was shipped down the coast to flordia.
And now she is here. And doesn't want to be.
Picture&&Celebrity: hanna beth
Appearance:
She hides evrything under her calm, and collected exterior. She's kind of a chameolan because of the way she fits is. She changes her outside look to change her group and it's always worked. And it will continue to work for her.
Her hair is balck-brown and she loves it. It flows half way down her back in sleek waves. Don't ever try to get her to change her hair. She won't like it one bit. Normally she let's her hair go free.
Her eyes match her hair very well. They are practicly the same color. She thinks they are boring though. And sometimes they get so dark you can't tell the difference between the iris and the pupil which she hates even more.
Standing at five foot four is just fine with her. She loves being that height because she can wear heels without being taller than guys but she isn't too short without them. Just don't discuss it with her.
Her weight is a rather private thin because sometimes she struggles with it. She weighs one hundred and twelve pounds. Please leave her alone about her weight, she gets very defensive even though she thinks she is fine the way she is is.
She has a tattoo which is her favorite thing in the world. It is black angel wings and her aunt took her to get it. Her father doesn't know about it. It sits on her right hip like some sort of brand.
And then for her piercings. Just four so she isn't a manaiac with them. She has her ears pierced with her left one double pierced. And her beely button was done before she got her tattoo. Isn't it amazing what her father doesn't know about?
N O W Y O U[/u]
Name: dani
Age: omg i'm 15
Gender: female
Chase is: confusedd
RP Sample: The young women was running franticlly about her room. She couldn't find her purse and she was going to be late. "God, damnit," she muttered, while searching everywhere. She was going out tonight, the theatre. Clad in a classic little black dress, her hair was curled and she was wearing makeup for real this time. For some reason it was sitting in her closet. She sighed as she grabbed it. Still she had a feeling she was forgetting something. Then it hit her, Dreamer. "Dreamer where are you sweetie?" she called. The little puppy came scampering toward her. She laughed and oopened her kennel. Dream loved her kennel and hoped right in. "Mommy's going out, but I'll be home soon," she told the dog softly. Walking out the door ocasionally teetering on her heels she made it down the starirs.
The out the door and onto the street she went. Smiling she waited for her date to pick her up. He had said dinner and the theatre. She hadn't been out for a while and figured she could use a break. He was due to pick her up at seven. It was ten till so she would have to wait. She didn't mind at all. Ten minutes passed and there was no sign of him. She decided she would wait a little longer, maybe he was just running late. Fifteen minutes later she was angry and heading inside. Why did guys always do this to her? Groaning she changed into sweatpants and a cami. Slipping into her sneakers she grabbed Dreamer's leash. They would go for a walk. She had washed her makeup off. It was amazing how much she did for a guy. She really had been looking forward to this. Fighting back tears she remembered Fergie's song 'Big Girls Don't Cry.' Shaking her head she clipped on Dreamer's leash and brought her outside.
As they walked down the street she watched her surrondings, knowing perfectly well that he was out here somewhere. They walked past a kissing couple and there he was. He must have known he wasn't going to get any tonight. She was still a virgin no matter what anyone said about it. People could call her a very *friendly* person and a whore and she would just shrug it off. She could care less. She knew the truth and they could think what they wanted. Dreamer snapped her out of her thoughts by starting to bark at a bird. Laughing she looked to her pupy. "Shh, silly," she laughed. Reaching down she stroked her dogs back murrmuring softly into her ear. Dreamer was her pride and joy and was always there to make her feel better. With a sigh she turned and headed back to her house.
Unlocking the door she let Dreamer run inside ahead of her. Could she really have been that stupid. She should have known something like that was going to happen. She should have seen it coming. And there she went with the shoulds. Overanyzaling was something she did all the time. But thats what little miss prefectionist got. Shutting the door behind her she relocked it and headed upstairs. Going into the bathroom she let the water run in the bath. Stripping she climbed in with a sigh. She soaked in the tub for about an hour. Opening here eyes she sighed cand climbed out. Reaching down she pulled the drain. As the water drained out she watched it feeling much better.
Exiting the bathroom dressed in a t-shirt she called for Dreamer. Dreamer came, back end wiggling so fast it was a blur. Smiling she reached down and picked up the little pup. Pulling back the covers to the bed she climbed in. She set Dreamer on her lap and looked down fondly upon the pup. "Well Dream its just you and me," she told her sadly. Reaching over she turned off the lamp.[/blockquote][/size] [/blockquote]