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HARLEQUIN CANDLESTINE

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NAME’ Harlequin Christian Dior`Candlestine
AGE’ Eighteen
GRADE’ NA
MAJOR’ NA
MINOR’ NA
GENDER’Female
SEXUAL ORIENTATION’ Bisexual

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OVERALL APPEARANCE’
Harlequin is no beauty queen; she wouldn't run in a pageant even if she wanted to. She isn’t pretty like the models that you see on TV or even on the magazine but Harlequin is definitely a unique individual. When I mean unique I mean very different then most people that walk on this planet. When Harlequin was born into the world she came out with red hair, a very bright red. Harlequin inherited her hair coloring from her father and she hates him till this day for her hideous hair coloring. She hated her hair and nicknames, such as Carrottop and Rubylocks, that people would call her for having red hair. So when Harlequin turned sixteen she dyed her hair to jet black. Her mother wasn't please with her when she dyed her hair but it wasn’t like she could do much to make her change it. Harlequin hair is like a blank canvas so you never know what to expect when you see her the next time. Harlequin likes change and grows bored with her hair. Sometimes she will cut her hair very short and adds extensions to it. . She likes to be different and by changing her hair color she feels different. Her hair at this moment is all black and goes down to her mid-back in the back. The front of her hair doesn’t go past her shoulders. If you can describe Harlequin hair style you can say that it is an average scencester girl hairstyle with a big bang in the front usually swooping over one of her eyes with the rest just hanging down on her shoulders. Harlequin usually wears her hair down but there are rare occasions when she puts her hair up into a ponytail. Harlequin also likes to décor her hair with small bows, bandannas, and pretty barrettes. She sometimes adds blond extensions in her hair but that rarely happens.

Harlequin is very particularly about her hair. She likes it a certain way and is very picky on whom she lets touch her hair.When it comes to her hair Harlequin can be quite obsessive about it.Harlequin doesn't use cheap shampoo because it makes her hair all brittle at the ends. She also doesn't let her hair air dry because it looks dry. She always uses hair moisturizer to give her hair a nice shine and glow. A little harsh when you think about hair but your hair is the first thing people see when they see you. Harlequin doesn’t go to a beauty salon to get her hair done. She does her own hair and that is because she doesn’t like other people touching her hair. Harlequin has a very fair complexion. It is natural and not because she doesn’t spend too much time out in the sun. It is just the fact that she has always been pale. You probably will never see Harlequin without makeup on, she wears it all the time even when she sleeps. Harlequin usually wears her makeup dark and heavy. Harlequin usually decorates her eyes with thick amounts of black eyeliner and shadow. Her face is usually covered with white facial powder making her skin appear paler than it really is. The only place that she wears less makeup is on her lips. Harlequin just goes for a basic clear lip gloss for her lips. Because Harlequin wears so much makeup she has bad acne but you will never see it because she is always wearing makeup.The only time she isn’t wearing make up is when she is taking a shower or when she washes her face

Harlequin has an oval shape head. Sometimes she thinks that her forehead is too large so she places a lock of her hair in the front to distract people from looking at her head. Her nose she thinks is too thin. She got her nose from her father aslo, and this is the time when she wishes that she got her nose from her mother. When she was younger she went and got her nose pierced. After that she had to get it re-pierced because she lost her nose ring. Right now she has one but in a couple of weeks she might lose her ring and have to get it done again. In her nose she doesn't wear anything really flashy because she is already insecure about her nose but she wears a small stud in it. Her cheeks are round and puffy; she usually gets them pinch by her grandma. To her parents and her other relatives it makes her look cute but to her it makes her look fat. Sometimes she would stare into the mirror and suck her cheeks in to see if she looks better with smaller cheeks. Deep inside she knows that she is fine how she is but she just can't help but think that she isn't. Harlequin has a very thin set of lips. If there was one thing that she could change on her body is that she her lips are nearly invisible. That is why she tries to use that lip gloss that plumps your lips and it seems to be working just fine.She always applies lip palm on her lips to keep them from cracking. Lips that are cracking are simply not attractive. She doesn't like to think that her lips looking that way so she is always applying layers of it on her lips. On top of the palm she applies a light coat of lip gloss which causes her lip to have a light shine to them. When she is going out to the club or on a date she applies a thin line of black lip liner on the edge of her lips.

Now Harlequin has the beautiful set of eyes. Harlequin has blue eyes, or so she has been told that her eyes are blue. To tell the truth Harlequin doesn't really know the color of her eyes. Her eyes are cat shape and she likes to apply a lot of makeup around her eyes. Usually lining it with black and placing a color on her eyelid. She loves her eyes and wouldn’t change that about herself. Unfortunately you will probably never see her eyes since she has to wear glasses. Harlequin loves her glasses, they are black and thick framed but she only wears them for reading and sometimes when she takes pictures for her photoshoots. Harlequin was born with naturally thick eyebrows but what kind of girl likes thick mannish eyebrows. She plucks her eyebrows thin but many people don't know that because she never tells. Harlequin has very long eyelash, more due to the extensions to add to her length and thickness. If it wasn’t for that her eyes lashes would be thin. She hates how her eyes always seem close even when they are open. Harlequin is only five foot seven. She has always been tall though, even when she was in her primary school she was the tallest girl in the class. Back then people use to talk about her because of that. Now if they talk about her she just rolls her eyes and keeps on walking.. Harlequin is a very petite girl. Her body is mostly skin and bones. You can see her bones sticking out of her skin. She doesn't eat much, and that is because she is barely hungry. Many people think she has an eating disorder which is true.Many people don't know this about her but Harlequin has a mild condition of bulimia. She fears that she will get fat and tries to not eat that much and when she does eat a lot she ends throwing it all back up.

In society now it is so hard to try to keep up with the trends and that is all Harlequin is trying to do stay in trend. Skinny is in so she tries her best to stay skinny. Harlequin has a lot of problems with her body. There are many things that she looks in the mirror and picks on. One would be her hair, then her cheeks but just like every other girl. She thinks that many people would think that she is prettier if she was smaller and other things. Harlequin has many piercings, two snake bites, one nose ring, four in her ear, one in her belly button and the last one is three tongue piercings.When it comes to fashion Harlequin is your girl. Her style she thinks is very unique to her but she knows that it probably isn't. She doesn’t always have to have the latest in, but she usually does. When it comes to her clothes she wears whatever she likes. Her father is rich so she can get pretty much anything that she wants. She likes to buy Dona Karen, Gucci, but that isn’t everything that she wears. Harlequin likes to wear almost any color that you could name. There are many things that Harlequin dislikes about herself. One of those things is her appearance over all. She doesn’t think that she looks pretty. She hates the fact that her eyes always appeared to be closed. She hates when she gets pimples but who doesn’t. She hates it when she has to look at herself in mirror without her makeup on. Now Harlequin is a very vain girl, she doesn’t really feel secure if she doesn’t have her makeup on. She hates her height sometimes but at other times she doesn’t. She dislikes her eyelashes because they are too thin so she adds extensions to them. She also dislikes her cheeks because they seem to puffy for her. Her nose is not her favorite thing on her body either. She hates being fat, she obsesses over her weight so much that sometime she would skip meals and other things to keep her weight maintain.




PORTRAYED BY’ Brookelle McKenzie

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LIKES’
` her ex boyfriend Cable
` her job
` boys
` girls
` skiing
` taking pictures
`plastic jewelry
`patterns
`retro/vintage
`big sunglasses
`headbands,
`bandanas,
`myspace,
`indie bands,
`techno bands,
`pink,
`white,
`black,
`the word KTHXBAI,
`parties,
`tight jeans,
`white studded belts,
`black band hoodies,
`nerd glasses,
`50's sunglasses,
`thrift stores,
`ugly dolls
`skelanimals,
`heely’s,
`snake bites,
`septum ring,
`sex,
`cell phones,
`aim,
`sweet liqueurs, such as starbucks,
`venti iced starbucks caramel macchiato, one extra shot please,
`accents & lisps especially her own,
`the fact she was born in England,
`pirates,
`mini things,
`iPods,
`pixel Art,
`anime,
`close friends,
`snowboarding,
`ice cold beverages,
`tropical drinks,
`people that don’t take themselves seriously,
`blog comments,
`earl Grey Tea,
` red bull, coffee, ok…CAFFEINE,

DISLIKES’
`face book,
`posers,
`fake people,
`rape,
`haters,
`meat,
`animal cruelty,
`casual sex,
`her red hair,
`fucktards,
`homophobes,
`narrow-mindedness.,
`feeling bad about herself,
`being dependent,
`torture,
`thinking about the past,
`being silly when drunk,
`war,
`her drug addiction,
`jealousy,
`being abused by others ,
`bad grammar,
`looking, and being, weak,
`brussel sprouts,
`backstabbers,
`body odor,
`drama,
`cocky people,
`people who are way too serious,
`judgmental individuals,
`people who “judge a book by its cover”,
`insensitive people who have no right to be,
`womanizers,
`unthankfulness,
`people who brag about things they haven’t earned,
`people who swear to feel cooler,
`people who are lazy,
`people who think they are better than anybody,
`people who don’t forgive others and hold grudges,
`idolizing celebrities,
`idolatry of any kind,
`new iPods that make me feel like mine is inferior,
`waking up with the sun shining on my face,
`people touching my face in the morning,
`lying,
`people that won’t let you take their picture and stick to it,
`pick-up lines,

HOBBIES’
` beboing
` blogging
` msn
` myspace
` friendster
`hanging with her friends
`shopping
`clubbing
`photography
`computer graphics design
`animation design
`computer games
`computer programming
`image editing
`sight seeing
`skiing
`skateboarding
`snowboarding


SECRETS’
`thestorybehindherson;; Harlequin lied to her boyfriend telling him that her son was his when her son was really her adoptive brother's. She hasn't told anyone because it doesn't matter. She gave her son away.
`thesecretson;; She had a son at the age of sixteen whom she gave up for adoption. Her boyfriend Cable mother adopted their child and is raising him as her own. His name is Damian Brookshire.
`theaddict;; Harlequin used to be addicted to x, cocaine, and weed. She doesn't do it anymore but there isn't a day that she doesn't crave it.
`self mutilation;; Lately because Harlequin stopped using drugs she has resorted to mutilating herself. She burns, cuts, pulls her hair,hit and choke herself to get a rush. It makes her feel numb inside almost the same effects she gets from doing drugs.


PERSONALITY’

Throughout Harlequin’s life especially her teen years she has found herself to be judge by many people for what she is and how she acts.Many people have called Harlequin many names in her life such as bitch and whore. Harlequin knows that they only say those words to get underneath her skin and it does sometimes but she tries not to let it show. It doesn't really bother her much because she doesn't really care if someone likes her on not. She knows that in the end all she can be is herself and Harlequin doesn’t plan on changing herself. Harlequin doesn't strive to be someone best friend if they don't like her than that is their lost. She isn't going to cry because you don't like how she thinks or the clothes that she wears is too weird for you. It really isn't her problem because she is happy with the person she is now. Many people strive to be popular among their peers and that is where Harlequin can’t be added into this equation. Harlequin has no interest in being popular or being like by everyone. She feels that the people who inspire to become popular lose a part of themselves by not truly being themselves. They do the things that everyone expects them to do, and try to fit themselves in a role that is fit proper by society. Harlequin doesn't really see the point of popularity at all; it is all a big joke to her because years from now no one is going to care if you were captain of the volleyball team, or the hottest girl in the school. Everyone is going to be the same, just out there with problems that need to be solved, and that is why being popular isn’t that important to Harlequin. She hates when people try to assume that she wants to be popular but she really doesn’t.

If there is one thing to know about Harlequin that would be that she is a non-comformist. She stands up for what she believes in despite what anyone thinks.Harlequin doesn’t mind if her thoughts make her the outcast of the group.She does things for her and not to be accepted by society like most people her age does. She doesn’t give a shit about what other people think or want to pressure them to do.Harlequin doesn't like conformity because it assumes that another thoughts or views are better than what she can think of for herself. Harlequin has her own opinions and values and she can think for herself. Then again she understands people have their own opinions and values as well and she doesn’t force or ask them to change them. Harlequin knows that everyone is different and by asking someone to agree with her would be like asking someone to conform to her ideas. One thing that Harlequin dislikes when people tell her that what she is thinking is not what she is suppose to and that she should think like everybody else because that is what everyone else is doing. Harlequin doesn’t like that because she feels that people are trying to change her and she doesn’t find anything wrong with herself. Harlequin has a way off looking outside the box of what is meant to be followed and follows what she believes in. Many people might think that Harlequin is out seeking attention because of the things that she wears but that isn't true at all. Just because she likes to be different doesn't mean she wants to stand out of the crowd, she dress the way she dresses for herself and not for the interest of others. She knows that people won’t believe her so she tries to ignore people when they make comments to her about being a showoff.

Harlequin is actually very witty, thoughtful, intelligent, hard working, kind, and honest. That is if you get the chance to know her and look past her appearance and really look into her personality. Harlequin is a person who is mostly optimistic about her future. She doesn’t know how it will turn out but she doesn’t really care that much about it. She is a very fun person to be around and she isn’t afraid to laugh at herself every so often. She is very creative and likes to read many books, and writes her own poems, and even sometimes lyrics. She loves to paint because she loves to see the beauty of the world. Harlequin is a person who listens to music not for the sound but for a reason. One thing that Harlequin hates is the word hate, but in this case she will use it and she hates posers. If you pretend to be someone or something then you’re only trying to fit into conformity and that isn’t cool at all. Harlequin’s main thought in life is to be you and doesn’t worry about what other people think. Harlequin is a very nice girl contrary to what people thing and she can be one of the best friends a person can have, and she is fun to hang out with because she is always coming up with crazy unusual ideas. Harlequin is a very thrillseeking person. It is more like an addiction for her and she does things for the rush. Sometimes people think that’s he does it for the attention but that isn’t true at all. Harlequin craziest moment was at a high school football game when she flashed the team for winning. She has done many other crazy thing and most the things she has done was when she was either drunk or high. In Harlequin pass she had troubles with drugs but she had gotten over that. The urge to do the drug still lingers in her system but she tries to ignore them.

When it comes to relationship Harlequin isn’t really looking for anyone. The fact is that she is still in love with her ex boyfriend and she wants to get back with him. She can’t picture herself being with anyone else but she can’t be with him because he is still into the drugs and Harlequin is trying to change. She is afraid that if she gets back with him then she will be easily influenced to do the drugs again. Harlequin isn’t a person that sleeps with any random guy or does one night stands. It is just one of her many morals. She hasn’t had sex and is attempting to be abstinent until she gets back together with her ex boyfriend Cable. One day she wants to get married and have another family but not right now. Right now she wants to be young, party and enjoy her life. Harlequin lives with the regret of giving her son away but she knows that she couldn’t take care of it. Every time she thinks of her son she gets a bit depressed. Harlequin has these depression spells when she gets really sad and that is when she harms herself. She knows that it is bad but it is the only way to numb her feelings.

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TRACK THE SCARS AND STARS,

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PARENTS’
-maxwell marxs jr;; 74;; father

farley v;; 72;; step-mother

ronnie white-candlestine;;38;; mother

derrick candlestine;; 42;; step father

SIBLINGS’
ryan marxs ;; 29;; adoptive brother

EXTENDED FAMILY’
damian brookshire;; 2 ;; son

PETS’
HISTORY’
Harlequin Christian Dior`Candlestine was born to Maxwell Marxs. and Ronnie White on September the eighteen in Manchester, New England, United Kingdom. At that time Ronnie was working as a bar maid at the Club Heaven and Hell when Maxwell came in and order a drink. He had a long tiring day at work and didn’t want to go home to his wife or his adoptive son. Ronnie had been serving him drinks for the first few hours that Maxwell was there and then when Ronnie got off of work Maxwell invited her to stay and have a drink with him. Not having anything else to do Ronnie accepted his invitation and they both ended up getting wasted. Ronnie woke up the next morning with a hand over her breast and the smell of alcohol on her breath. Shoving the hand Ronnie quickly put on her clothes and paused when she heard the guy dark rusty voice “where you’re going sweet cakes? Don’t you want to join me for another round” he winked at her almost making Ronnie vomit at his sight. Without any response Ronnie walked out of the door never to see Maxwell again or so she thought. A week after having sex with Maxwell Ronnie became very ill. She couldn’t keep down her food and felt like she was tired all the time.Thinking it was just the flu Ronnie went to the doctors and they told her she was pregnant. At the office Ronnie thought through her mind about telling the doctor that she wanted to get rid of it but in the end she ended up having the baby.

Raising a child as a single mother was hard for Ronnie at first. She didn’t have enough money to afford a babysitter so Harlequin had to tag along with Ronnie when she went to the bar for work. Ronnie would hide Harlequin in the back room for hours alone in the dark not really tending to her because she was too busy serving people drink and mingling with the crowd. At the club is where Ronnie met her furture husband Derrick. They started dated and Ronnie even liked the fact that Derrick didn’t mind that she had a daughter. Harlequin grew to like Derrick as well. Soon they got married and Ronnie and Harlequin moved in with him in his small two room apartment.It wasn’t the best place to raise a family but it was all they had. Derrick didn’t really have a decent job, he worked as a construction worker so money was sacred for the both of them but they managed. When Harlequin turned three they sent her off to infant school and when she turned six she started her first year at primary school. At first Harlequin wasn’t doing so great in primary school.Her teachers would always send notes home about how she wasn’t paying attention in class or how disruptive she was in class. Harlequin would always get in trouble with her mother and her father because of this and they would always lock her in her room telling her that until she started acting straight in her courses they wouldn’t let her out to play with her friends.

Eventually Harlequin started to do better in her course work and it please her parents somewhat even thought she was doing the minimal to pass her year. At the age of ten Harlequin was told by her mother that Derrick wasn’t her real father. After that day Harlequin lost all trust for her parents. When she asked her mother who her real father was and she told him that her real father was Maxwell Marxs. Harlequin searched his name in the phone book and found him and ended up calling him and telling him that she was his daughter. At first he didn’t believe her and Maxwell wife insist that they have a blood test to prove if Harlequin was really his child. When the test came back positive Farley grew furious at her husband and she threaten to leave him but didn’t because she wouldn’t get a cent of his money because she signed a prenuptial agreement. After Maxwell founded out that he was her father he went to court to get half custody over her. The court granted it to her and Harlequin told her mother that she was moving in with her real father. Packing up her bags Harlequin moved in with her dad, step mother and adoptive mother and changed schools.

Life at her father house was much different then at her mothers. Her father was much wealthy then her mother and since he miss so much out of his daughter life he tried to give her the things that he could never give her. Harlequin never really liked it but she didn’t say anything about it either. On the weekend Harlequin would spend the weekend over her mother house. For the least two years she stayed with her father and grew closer to her stepbrother despite their gap in ages. One night when Harlequin was lying in her bed at night Harlequin slept quietly until she was startled by the warmth of a body pressing against hers. A shock expression stuck on her face when she looked into the face of her adoptive brother. “What are doing” Harlequin asked him a little worried as she felt his erected cock pressed up against her leg. Feeling his left hand firmly on her mouth and his right hand moving up her torso and clutching at her left breast Harlequin lightly kicked her feet trying to get him off of her. She was scared and if she screamed no one would heard her because he was covering her mouth. Harlequin felt the wetness in her pussy and closed her eyes. She could feel him rubbing his cock against her pussy making her wetter than before and then before she knew it he leaned forward thrusting his cock into her cunt, breaking the hymen and continued viciously stabbing his cock into her like a man possessed.

At the young age of twelve, Harlequin lost her virginity to her adoptive brother. Harlequin was in pain and in tears. She was finally having sex, and it was nothing like she had imagined it to be. Harlequin was flush and soon the pain dissipated and turned to pleasure. She started moving her body, arching her back and meeting each of his strokes.Harlequin as still going through small tremors throughout her body as she felt his cock leave her. She felt like a woman and closed her eyes to drift into a wonderful sleep. Waking up the next day Harlequin was surrounded in blood and her body was in intense pain. Pushing herself up off the bed Harlequin cleaned herself up and after that day she couldn’t look at her brother the same. Every night Harlequin would lock her door and every night Ryan would break into her room and rape her and Harlequin didn't say anything about it. No one would believe her even if she did tell them.They would probably think that she was lying all about it. Finishing up her junior school and went to Central Manchester City Learning Centre where she meet Cable Brookshire. He was the bad boy of the school and everyone stay away from him expected for Harlequin. She didn't really want to associate with him, he walked up to her and started talking to her. The only thing she knew about him was that he was a chav and that the only thing that chav wanted from a girl was sex. He didn't seem so bad so Harlequin befriended him and one day when they were hanging out he slipped some x into her drink and she got high and ended up sleeping with him.

At the age of fifteen Harlequin got pregnant and she told her current boyfriend Cable that it was his when she didn't know. It could have been his or Ryan child. Talking to Ryan one day she told him that she was pregnant and that she wouldn't tell their parents about their night session in her room. After a few months Harlequin had grew accustom to having him inside of her. Even when she was pregnant they still had sex and Harlequin started doing harder drugs so that the pain would go away. Having the baby Harlequin decided to give her son up for adoption and Cable mother adopted the baby. Looking down at the baby though Harlequin knew that Cable wasn't the father of the baby. It broke her heart each day that he went on believing that and when she told him that he wasn't the father Cable beat the shit out of her leaving her on the alley floor bleeding. The next day the cops founded her and took her to the hospital where she was placed into their care for drug addiction. After getting out of the hospital Harlequin decided to move out of her dad's house and moved to Canada.This is where she has been living for the last two years working as a waitress at a local restaurant.

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YOUR NAME / ALIAS’ harlequin kay
AGE’ nuya business fool
EXPERIENCE’ two years
OTHER’ removed by admin
RP SAMPLE’

Thoughts ran through Alison mind as she toss her sheets from over her head feeling the bright sun beat across her face. Her head was pounding hard, and for some reason her chest was hurting badly. She could barely understand her dream from the previous night. Alison had went to the club and had way too much to drink, and way too much flirting, and way too much dancing. She could still taste the alcohol on her breath now and the taste almost made her want to vomit. Alison hated this part about her, the big party life girl that she was but it was something that she could never not get use to not doing. The party life was pretty much everything that Alison ever knew, it was how she was know, it was who she was practically, and to stop doing that meant to lose herself in some sort of way. Moaning she opened her eyes and felt the sun blast into her face intensifying her the pain that her head was illuminating throughout her body. All she wanted to do was crawl back under her covers and die. Her whole body was in pain and Alison didn’t even think she was capable of standing. Gently Alison pushed herself into a sitting position letting a yawn escape her thin lips and looking around her room seeing the mess that it had been.

She must have carry the party into her room as well, and now flashes of what exactly happened that night flashed in her head. She remember dancing with this gorgeous blond. He was handsome therefore the reason for her remember him. Alison usually didn’t remember things after she was as piss as she was last night but his face kept flashing in her brain. It was as if she knew him before, or she just couldn’t remember why she was remembering. Taking her hands she felt down her body gasping at the thought that she might have slept with the blond that night, but fortunate for her she had her clothes on, and when she pulled the blanket from off of her she was wearing the same clothes she was wearing at the club the previous night. Closing her eyes she thank Merlin that she didn’t end up sleeping with the guy. Alison didn’t know what she would do if she did that. It isn’t that she hadn’t slept with any man before, or that she was saving herself. It was just the thought of sleeping with a stranger that she barely knew. Tossing the covers all the way off she dragged herself out of the bed letting her feet hit the cold floor of her dorm.

Placing her feet firmly on the ground she could feel the coldness on the bottom of her feet giving her a feeling that shoot up to her spine causing her to produce a small shiver. Finding something to brace on she grabbed a hold of her night stand pushing on it and putting all her weight on it. If it hadn’t been for the night stand Alison might have just fallen flat on her face, not that she would feel anything in the state that she was in now. Feeling her world going in and out, her stomach queasy from all the drinking she did, she stood there for a few seconds trying to get her ground. Once she felt comfortable she made her way to the bathroom stripping out of her clothes and tossing them miscellaneous across the bathroom floor. Alison would pick them up later, all she wanted to do was feel the hot water against her face and skin. Turning on the water she stuck her hands under it testing it to make sure that it wasn’t hot. Seeing that it was fine she stepped into the shower and stood there letting the water run down her face and her body. Her pain slowly began to subside and she was feeling a bit fresh now that she was out of the clothes that she sweat in and waste alcohol all over herself.

Washing herself good she reach outside the shower grabbing a towel and wrapping it around herself stepping out of the tub and picking up her clothes from the floor. Throwing her clothes in the clothes hamper she walked over to her closet opening it and looking at her selections trying to decided what she was going to wear today. Her mind was on going to get a tan so she probably would need her swim suit, yet she wasn’t going to keep it on the entire time. Alison always took off her suit so that she could get an even tan, plus she hated having tan lines all over her body. Yet nonetheless she pulled out a white two piece bikini and then she took out a skirt and a tank top that she was planning on wearing. Throwing the clothes over her shoulder she walked over to her bed and placed them down. Walking to her bathroom again she took out her tooth brush and brush the nasty foul taste of beer and bourbon out of her mouth. She must have been out of her mind last night and told herself that she was never going to do that again.

Yet that is what she always tells herself and it always happens. Alison had an habit for breaking her own rules, especially when it was her own rules. She told herself that many times before and looked at her now. Her head pounding so hard inside her head that she thought it was about to pop itself. Sighing she opened her medicine cabinet and looked for a bottle of aspirin. Pulling the bottle off the she looked at the label, but the words were too hard to see and she just needed the pain to go away. Pouring four aspirins in her hand she toss them in her mouth and swallow them down hard. At least she didn’t have any classes today, or else she was really not going to be making it to any classes. Returning back to her room she begin to get dress, and all she had left now was to do her hair. It was mostly dry but it was still wet. Alison walked back into the bathroom grabbing her blow dryer from underneath the sink and plug it up and begin to dry her hair the rest of the way.

A few seconds later her hair was bone dry and super straight. Taking a rubber band from around her wrist she pulled all her hair into a ponytail and looked in the mirror trying to remember what she forget and then it dawn on her. She had not a spot of makeup on her face. Alison was a very material girl, and hates to not looked her best at all time. Alison makeup was like a security blanket for her. She almost needed it to live, and without it she would probably go crazy. Applying her makeup she was soon ready. Most likely she would go to Starbucks and get some coffee, and then after than she would head to the beach to get a tan. It was like this every time she wasn’t in class or at the mall checking out the latest trend. Picking up her purse and her keys to her Lexus she walked out of the door and went to her car. Placing her purse and bag in the back she hope in the front pulling her sunglasses out of the compartment that they were made for and placing them upon her face. Alison didn’t want the sun beaming on her face and since the sun blockers weren’t working since Alison was so short it was the best next thing to nothing.

Starting up her car she drove off making her way to the beach but stopping at the Starbuck buying herself a tall mocha chocolate mint latte with extra sugar. It was something that Alison could not go through the mornings without. It was just as important to her as her asthma inhaler. Funny how you could compare death to coffee but that is how it was to Alison. Sipping on her coffee she drove towards the beach. Her wind blowing on her face, since she left the windows open a little bit. The fresh air entering her nose making her cough a bit because Alison wasn’t so use to having fresh air being around smoke so much. Spotting the beach she quickly went into the parking lot and parked in a empty spot. Turning her car off she opened the door and took her bag out the back. Locking her door she made her way towards the sandy areas of the beach. Alison needed to find the right spot, a spot where the sun hit just right to get a perfect tan.

Standing still Alison looked around finding a perfect spot and letting her feet guide her in the direction. One she arrived there she sat her bag down and opened it to get her towel out and placed it out of the ground. Taking her sun tan location out she began to rub it into her body and when she was done she carefully took off her skirt and shirt revealing just her swim suit. Sitting down on the towel she laid down and closed her eye smelling the water, hearing the water hit across the shore. The sound of people having fun, and looked at her she wasn’t having fun at all. Opening her eyes she pulled out her phone and quickly press the speed dial number for Damien. He was a friend of hers, but yet they weren’t that close. She just like to talk to him sometimes, or just to look at him. Damien was quite a sore for sore eyes, and something in his attitude let her know how he was. Moving her fingers across her phone she sent him a message of what he was doing. Alison could probably think he was on a date or something similar to that though but stills he couldn’t resist on pressing the button.

Closing her eyes she waited on his response she had nothing else better to do, and she didn’t really want to be at the beach all by herself to tell the truth. As she open her eyes she looked over and noticed a Frisbee by her head and it almost hit her but it did. Another guy even had the density to try to touch her. Today must have been wacky in the head day but none the less she laid there trying to get the best burn her skin could. Drifting to sleep she closed her eyes and let rest come upon her. Hopefully the guy that was trying to feel on earlier was gone or thought that she was still awake because she didn’t really want to have any troubles.

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[bella swann]

I'm more than happy to accept this application. One of the best I've seen. Good job.

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