Post by Natalie Whispell on Dec 27, 2007 23:40:35 GMT -5
About You:
[/font]your real name: Lexy
age: 15
birthday: 7-28-92
expierience: 2 ½ years
The Basics:
name: Natalie Whispell.
age: 17
grade: Senior.
family:
Mother; Annika Whispell
Father; James Whispell
Brother; Tyler Whispell
Adopted Brother; Jonathon Whispell
Tell Us About:
your childhood:
[/li][li]Born in Wisconsin[/li][li]
[/li][li]Lived there for her whole childhood[/li][li]
[/li][li]Spoiled little brat[/li][li]
[/li][li]Moved to Carlem when she was 11[/li][li]
your parents:
[/li][li]Met on a cruise ((Like any other fairy tale….))
[/li][li]They always got along[/li][li]
[/li][li]Had 2 kids and adopted one[/li][li]
you:
[/li][li]Loves to shop[/li][li]
[/li][li]Brat[/li][li]
[/li][li]She can be a huge bitch[/li][li]
[/li][li]Loves parties[/li][li]
[/li][li]Getting drunk[/li][li]
[/li][li]Virgin[/li][li]
[/li][li]Is not a Christian or any thing along those lines…[/li][li]
dating expierience: Natalie has had lots of boyfriends in the past.
Appearence:
overall appearance: Natalie’s a very beautiful young girl. He skin is clear. No acne. She wears make up every one and a while. But mostly eye liner every day. She is very skinny. But she eats constantly. It must be all the shopping that makes her lose weight…..
She has beach blonde hair. Its natural. Nothing is non-natural about her.
hair: Blonde
eyes: Hazel
height: 5’6
weight: 97
a picture:
Illiterate:
rp sample: Sleep....Sleep....Sleep. A night full of parties is all she did any more. Well most of the time. But yesterday she kinda needed to drink alot. To wash away her pain. All the pain she had two years ago when she had Max, it always came back to her. And that night she was raped always came back to her. She always tried to forget about it but it never seemed to go away. Amara Childs had been throughing up all night last night. But thats cause she was wasted last night and had a hang over the next morning. But who didn't?
Every one who dfrank did. And every one who drank knew all the pain they were going to go through the next day. Amara needed to get some thing inside her stomach besides, well nothing now cause all she did was throw up all food she had in her stomach. But she was still skinny any ways, how much skinier could she get. She only weighted 96 pounds.
What else could get rid of that sick taste in her mouth. How bout some good Starbucks? Sounds good enough. Amara got up. She decided today was a perfect day for a skirt and tank top. Even if it was raining. She still had her polka dot umbrella, so it would all work out for her. She got up from her bed slipping on her pink fuzzy slippers on her way to the bathroom. She brushed her teeth and ran a brush through her hair. It was straight any ways no need for straightening it even more. She grabbed her de-frizzer and ran some through her hair. The rain always made her hair frizz.
She slipped into her hot pink tank top and her mini skirt. It had hearts on the butt pockets made by little metal circles. She got her umbrella and looked at herself in the mirror. She looked good. But she needed to add some thing else. What could she add, how bout some necklaces and earrings. She grabbed a black beaded necklace and some heart earrings. She put them on and walked back over to the mirror. "Perfect" she said to herself out loud.
She grabbed her cell phone off her bed and made her way outside. She loved to walk in the rain. Except when her hair was perfect. And today was one of those days. Thats why she brought her umbrella. Plus she was wearing a skirt and she needed to not get her legs all wet. She continued to walk to Starbucks. No one seemed to be out right now. Maybe its cause it was a sunday and every one was at church, at it was really early in the morning. Like 8:56. Which was early to most people around here.
She walked into Starbucks. Perfect, no one was in her chair. But every one who knew her knew she loves that chair. And she would fight for it. She ordered her regular and grabbed it from the lady once she was done. She walked to her chair and sat down. She took a sip of her latte. Burning the top of her mouth of ccoarse. She quickly stoped and set it on the tablke next to her. She took in a deep breath tring to cool off her mouth.She sighed at got out her phone. No missed calls, no text messages. No nothing. Isn't that just great. Every one was asleep in there nice beds, while Amara was at Starbucks drinking coffee. Recooperating from the party last night. [/center][/color][/size]
accpeted.
