Post by oliver marshall kennedy. on Oct 18, 2009 12:28:54 GMT -5
YOU TREAT ME JUST LIKE ANOTHER
stranger, well its nice to meet you sir. i guess i'll go.[/color][/font][/center]
[/blockquote][/blockquote]"great, writing. ew. fair enough, i guess. hello, my name's oliver marshall kennedy and i'm seventeen. i've been here for a while and i'm in the seventh year. great, right? course. whatever. i seriously couldn't care less about how long i've been here, i just know that it's been a long time and everybody's starting to get old now. like, literally. it's horrible seeing people change, seriously. one minute they're the person you've been hanging around with all your years and then.. they're not. they become something different. but like i said before. whatever. soo, my house back in america's not the most thrilling place. seriously, sharing a house with one other young wizard and two witches is the worst thing ever. and that includes being tortured by what'shisname. anyway. so it's a small house with four magic people in isn't that cool. that's not including my parent's. let's see, reece is the youngest. he's ten so he's yet to start hogwarts. then there's my sisters. twins which makes it worse. anna and bella. both twenty, both equally bitchy in a witchy kinda' way. it's not fun, i tell you. especially when arguments start. guess who wins them. sisters. obviously. but my mum and dad are both magic, too. so if they see a fight, they'll be the ones ending it. i usually just sit there and laugh. it's rather fun, actually. the house that we're in obviously runs through the family, because both my sisters were in gryffindor and guess where i am. well guessed. i didn't actually want to be in gryffindor at first, though. because my sisters were there so they'd see me all the time. i wouldn't have minded going in hufflepuff or ravenclaw but there you have it. can't all get what we want, can we?
let's see, i'ma talk about what i like and what i don't like now. just so you know how to please me and how to piss me off. first of all, i hate, hate clingy people. seriously they bug me loads. a hug here and there is okay. but seriously. do people have to attatch themselves to you?! if you're in a relationship, it's different, so cut that crap. but no clinging please. it makes me mad and i'll shout and then all hell will break loose. i don't like it when my spells go wrong, either. so if you see me do one wrong. don't be stupid and point it out. because i'll most likely shout at you. and that won't be fun for you. or me, for that matter. can't stand loud people. they bug me, seriously. why do people need to be loud? they don't. so there you have it. my three main dislikes. i have plenty more. but i don't like to moan. well, i do. i like space, too. so don't invade it. space is good, it helps people think and feel comfortable. don't invade my personal space, it's uncool. seriously. i have a secret like for cats. i actually love them. especially when they sit on your knee and are all fluffy. moment over. i like cats. yesyes. doesn't make me any less manly. what else do i like. erm.. quiet. i hate silence and very loud people and places, but i hate things being too quiet as well. just talk normally when you're around me and we'll have no problem. none of this high, sqeaky voice that means you're so happy to see me. it's annoying. there we go. it's all out in the open now. i like music, too. so yeah. it rocks. talk about music we'll be good. hmm. have i left anything outt? i don't think so. that's really all you need to know about me. want to find out more, hell, get up and make the effort to come talk to me. just remember. no clingy-ness, don't be loud or too quiet and no squeaky voices. we'll get on like a house on fire then. byefornow. "
ohhai, my name is cassie and i'm fourteeno: years old. i've been roleplaying for two yearss because i'm that awesome. you can reach me at msnnn :3. just in case you were wondering, the password is avada kedavra.scout suddenly brought her head up from her makeshift pillow which was infact her teddy bear. she groaned and looked down at the worn out brown thing. she'd had that bear for as long as she could remember and somehow always ended up falling asleep on him. slowly she picked him up, pulling him to her chest with just one arm and using the other to run through he not-so-straight-anymore hair. scout slid her legs off the edge of the small bed and looked at them. okay, so maybe she should shave them again when she went in the shower. after all, she never wore tights or leggings, even if it was cold. her legs never got cold. she ran her hand over one of her legs slowly and frowned. carefully, she put her teddy down beside her and put her hands together. scout lifted her arms up high and closed her eyes, yawning at the same time as stretching. she wasn't really interested in what time it was, but she looked anyway. oh, it was only half past eleven. she was a little later getting up today than any other day, but it didn't really bother her much at all. instead, she dropped her arms back by her sides and pushed herself up off the bed. that was when she felt it. the hangover kicking in. she mumbled something as she stumbled forwards before stepping back and falling onto the bed again. as much as she liked drinking, she didn't enjoy the hangovers that came with it. bracing herself this time, she tried again. scout pushed herself up once more, this time not going dizzy. things seemed real now. she let a small smile replace the half frown on her lips now as she stepped forwards with just a little sway. once she was sure she wouldn't fall over if she so much as stepped forwards again, she lifted her hand to run through her hair once more. the mess looked almost as though it were styled like that. it wasn't, obviously. it was the result of a rough night out with alot --alot-- of drink. scout looked down at what she was wearing. the short, grey dress from last night. which had lipstick on it and beer..or wine? one of the two. or maybe not even one of them. she rolled her eyes, stepping towards the small bathroom.
after getting washed up, scout put her clothes on inside the small bathroom. she didn't actually need to do work today so she'd changed into something a little less work-like. it wasn't anything like what she'd wear tonight though. just some denim shorts, a red shark shirt and some converse. she already knew what she'd wear tonight. her blue dress with her blue shoes and blue clutch bag. she was going for a blue theme tonight, and that was how she liked it. last night it had been grey. she shook her head, looking towards the pair of grey high heels beside her bed and her grey shoulder bag that was thrown carelessly over the end of the bed. scout sighed and sat down on the bed, picking up her hair dryer, straighteners and her brush as she did. quickly, she plugged the straightners and hair dryer in and then began to tug a brush through her hair, at the same time as lifting the hair dryer and..well..drying her hair.
it was late when scout got back from her walk. well, it had been more a walk then a sway and then a few falling over trips. and she'd gotten chips, which were something she rarely had. scout walked in and straight away got changed into her blue themed outfit. she smoothed the dress down after quickly brushing her hair again. she wouldn't bother with straightening it again, there really was no point at all. scout put on some more makeup and then cleared her throat as she set off towards the clubs. she knew which one she wanted to go in and turned into it straight away. the smile she'd been wearing on the way was wider as she made her way towards the bar. she sat down for a moment and ordered a gin and tonic. scout was facing the bar now, so she put her hands on the surface and turned her body around to see the others on the dancefloor. she watched them dance, their movements kind of relaxing to her, despite the upbeat music that was playing. "your drink, love." came a voice behind her. scout sqirled around to face the bartender who was no longer the old man that had been there before. this one was younger and quite hot. scout smiled at him sweetly. "thank you, darling." she winked at him before pulling the glass to her lips and drinking some. then she did the thing she wanted to do. scout put the glass down and stood up, leaning over the bar to pull the young bloke towards her. she kissed him for a slight second before pulling away and picking up her glass. after winking at him again, she laughed and turned towards the dancefloor. tonight would be good. she could already tell.
