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[align=center][color=black][font=georgia] Alex followed him and put and crawled into bed, wrapped her arms around him and kissing him. "Thanks." she repeated.

[align=center][font=georgia][color=black] Alex ran a hand through her blonde hair. His kisses still amazed her. She snuggled up to him, eyes closed. "I'm exhausted." she muttered.

[align=center][color=purple][font=georgia]Heather
Heather just loved the feeling of his hand over to hers. She thought about lacing her fingers through his, knowing they never really never did hold hands often. Heather watched Harry climb on the bed and snorted at his comment, rolling her blue eyes. "Shy," she asked him. "Shy is the last thing I am, and ever will be." Were shy and nervous the same thing? She didn't know for once. Heather crawled into bed beside him as if to prove a point and to prove it more, got closer to him, she lied down, looking at him. "I'm not shy." She smirked. "But are you?"

Niall
Niall nodded at her suggestion, nodding. "Sure," he said happily, kissing her forehead happily. "Then nandos... sounds good." After a couple moments, he got up. [b]"Want to go see if those pancakes are done...?"

[align=center][color=black][font=georgia] Alex bit her lip and started to fall into a light sleep. She woke up a bit just to whisper, [b]"Don't let me go."

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Name: Paris Vixen Smith
Gender: Female
Age: 12
[Grade: 8th
Crush: Nerp
BF/GF: Nerp
Schedule: Same as olivia
Clique: Normal

Looks: blonde hair and green [click] eyes , she has the chubby cheeks and tan face. Her eyes are bigger than most and... emerald green. She is about 5'5 about has hair that rolls in curls down her back. She has tannish skin and she likes to wear makeup often... she' s come to where she believes she looks ugly without it. She has freckles dotting her nose as well and luckily, a straight toothed smile. She has normal sized pink lips and long slenders arms. She is the girl who eats a lot but never gainst any weight. She's luckily strong.
Personality: Paris is a little less social than everyone else knowing that she's hearing impaired. Anyone who's met her could agree. She wears a hearing aid luckily that helps her, but he speaking has a weird edge to it that makes people confused. It makes her feel left out. She is a naive southren girl who can be outgoing and sweet. Actually, she would never want to hurt anyone. She has this stupid guilty consious thing that when she does, she has to apologize in the end. She is someone you could go to for advice. She has good advice for love even though she'd never had it. She's a total hopless romantic and love is something she sort of craves for, but sometimes being single is a good thing and if with her friends she is sometimes not afraid to party but sometimes she is knowing her shy attitude
Clubs/Activities: Drama

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[Center][color=black][font=georgia]Alex drifted off into a light sleep, her mind wandering with thoughts.

[Center][color=black][font=georgia] Alex stirred, but didn't wake, mumbling quietly in her sleep and moved closer to her warmth.

[Center][font=georgia][color=black] Alex felt herself being tugged out of darkness only to find Tyler, with a hand on her stomach. She looked at him with tired blue eyes and rubbed at them. "Time will go fast." she mumbled.

[Center][font=georgia][color=black] Alex rubbed her eyes and looked at her flat stomach. There would be life soon. "Do you wanna come up with names?" she asked him quietly.

[Center][font=georgia][color=black] Alex's blue eyes lit up. "I love that name and," she started. "If it's that Chase or Xander."

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[Color=purple][font=georgia][ Liana Briggs ] [ seventeen ] [ mixed emotioned ] [ click for outfit
[ ooc;; Liana Briggs had been with Harry way back in December. She goes back to December all the time... the time she thought Harry actually loved her, the night she made the biggest mistake of someone she now hates. She is five month pregnant with his baby, and he has no idea... but he remembers her... in fact when they run into each other at the mall, he tries his best to get her back... does anything to get her back. But Liana... she is just trying to keep the baby a secret and do the complete oppisite... though she still has feelings for him.
If you reply to this thread, 5 sentences per posts plus, I will make a thread that's One Direction with you if you wish. Thanks.]

[Sup]Being broken isn't as nearly as bad as being forgotten. Liana knew what it was like... like to be forgotten. The young girl sat on her bed, surfing through the TV that hung on her wall. She was propped against her headboard, thinking. She huffed, her chubby cheeks getting even a bit chubbier and her blue eyes, the color of an ocean, watched a channel. It was talking something about One Direction and then there was... him. Harry Styles. That boy who used to look at her in one specific way she knew she could never forget, the eyes that bring her home everytime. Sure, he was gone now, and she was afraid he'd probably never be back. How could she forget that one night, that one beautiful night with just the two of them? The one that got her, ahem, pregnant.

As she thought about it, the girl began to realize how much it hurted. She hated him now. Hating him for giving her a one night stand and then leaving to go to hotel rooms with a celebrity blonde who made a song about every guy she everr has known. It's been exactly maybe, um... four months and the eighteen year old knew how it was getting to summer. Right now it was spring. Here in Wyoming, the rains were pretty much which was probably a good thing. She hurried and changed the channel before they could talk about him one more time. She heard enough of the hot and charming celebrity band... enough of his friends. Her and Louis used to get along well, now she couldn't stand to look at him, well because.... he was best friends with Harry, like tight, and Harry is who hurted her.

Well, no one really had known about their one night stand a little after the photographers caught them leaving outside the hotel one night, it was long forgetten as soon as Harry reassured his fans that he wasn't dating anyone and it was nothing serious. He was such a bastard, she swore. Now if he only knew she was about freaking five months pregnant with his son or daughter

If only, If only... He didn't ignore so much of the things she'd done. God, he probably already forgotten about her.

Getting up, stressed, the brunette left the room, her blue eyes averting to her parents quiet bedroom and now she was creeping down the stairs. Grabbing her bag and slipping on her shoes, she slinked out the door and headed towards her car. She thought if was about time to shop. Shopping always relieved stress.

[Center][color=black][font=georgia] Alex looked over at him, smiling. [B]"Thanks."

[Center][font=georgia][color=black] okay c:

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[Color=black][font=georgia][ Lucian Gray ] [ fourteen ] [ nervous ] [ click for outfit]
[ A beautiful thirteen year old was adopted into Lucian's family. The few couple of months, Lucian's idea. He likes the idea of being the only child. But then when he is forced to become friends with her, he doesn't exactly see her as a sister... when his parents go off for a business trip, Lucian forced to babysit, he doesn't know if he could handle his emotions alone... with her. 5+ sentences per posts please (: Thank you. ]

[Sup] It was weird. Being here alone with a beautiful girl called his "sister". He couldn't, she looked nothing like his parents, who were brunettes. She was... a [different color than brown.] His family's eye color was green or hazel and hers was [different color than blue]. But he did see this girl as something and not just a friend. He just couldn't help it, bein g jealous and all when his friends mention something about the beautiful girl he was forced to call his sister. He couldn't help but think how lucky his friends were to be able to freely flirt without making her feel like he was going to try to force her into incest... and plus, it wasn't incest, was it? She wasn't his blood sister. He didn't know her all his life.

He was in his room now. He trusted a thirteen year old girl to be alone by herself downstairs. He texted on his IPhone4S that his parents had let him get with his allowance. That was almost a two year and a half saving. He was texting his friends and his main friend, Conner, was asking about his "sister", asking if she had a boyfriend. Honestly, Lucian didn't know. He didn't get involved much in her social life full of twelve year olds who had a big crush on him, not to mention they were creepy. Believe or not, she was pretty popular than he thought she would be. A lot said she was outgoing.

Sighing, he replied to a few texts then got off his bed. Even before he stepped out the room, he could feel his heart racing a carspeed race, thinking about her being down there without his parents. All alone. The closer he cold get and-- no... he shouldn't. He shouldn't try making any moves. But what if he couldn't help it?

Sighing, he walked downstairs slowly, passing the living room and into the kitchen, opening the fridge. He'll be upstairs... then he wouldn't have to bother even thinking about this crap.

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[Color=red][font=georgia][ Eve Larkson ] [ nineteen ] [ confident ] [ click for outfit]
[ ooc;; 5+ sentences. ]

[Sup]All those precious memories wasted. Wasted on a future that will never come. Killing is just a drug for the broken. They don't hesitate, either. Many phycopaths equal much violence. There has to be someone to stop them and police don't do much. These days, the pizza man arrives at the door faster than the police. She knew. She just knew. That time when her mom's boyfriend had r*ped her and tried to kill her at the age of fourteen the time when she ran to the kitchen, got a knife and dug it into his heart... revenge was the sweetest thing in the world. Eve remembered the feeling as if all came down to it. At first, it scared her. But since it was self-defense, she was able to get away. She remembered the blood -- his blood on her hands. It matched her thick bloodred hair the bloodshot flecks of red of her cocoa brown eyhes. Killing didn't only become her favorite sport, but she made sure to hbave a reason.

Think of the most darkest predators on this earths with guns and knives. Well Eve, she had a feeling. She felt it when someone sinned. Like, she actually knew it. She experinces the person who died or got hurt through her eyes. Whoever it was, she must track and kill with care. Sometimes she made it slow and painful, others quick and easy.

Today was the day she had finished someone off-- or shall she say night. The New York City's timesquared nightclub fileld with the police, the sirens blaring out under control. People screamed, were being overdramatic and leaving while Eve... well, she just stayed and sipped on some vodka. Sure she wasn't old enough to drink but doesn't mean she still did. If she could kill with looks, this job would have been easier. As she watched the police bust in and head towards the girl's bathroom, she noticed a young man policeman she'd never seen before and trust and believe she seen these men almost most the week. He was nice looking and maybe looked like he was or got out of college.

Eve got up and stopped him before he could go any further, giving a smile. It wasn't like a girl to smile when a guy died but, that's just how she played the game. Catlike and cool. "You're new around the station?" she asked in an slight irish accent.

[align=center][color=purple]Heather
Heather looked at him, smirking when he put an arm around her waist. It felt so right and she felt so comfortable. She turned to face him just as his lips brushed hers and felt a shiver run down her spine. She pushed him back lightly and took her index finger, running it slowly from his temple to his cheek. "You're such a flirt."

Niall
Niall reached for her hand as soon as she did and took it in his. At her question, he nodded, kissing her cheek. "I hope so," he chirped happily. He could've been happier in his life... finally finding his princess.

[align=center][color=black] Alex chewed on her lip, smiling over at him.

[align=center][color=black] [font=georgia] Alex kissed him on the temple, this time whispering in her ear. [b]"I love you, too."

[align=center][color=purple][font=georgia]Heather
Heather smiled and stayed close to him. When he was quiet and his chest rose and fell, she closed her own eyes, trying to stop the racing of her heart and the excitement of her stupid body and just get some sleep. She was sure her and Harry were something now. They had to be.

Niall
Niall nodded, looking at her with excitement in his ocean blue irises. "Chocolate, too and theuy are made by the two best cooks in the house. Let's go!" he exclaimed pulling her downstairs and into the kitchen. He stopped, seeing the pancakes but no one else. "Huh... more for us, right?" He asked, looking over at Luxxy, lacing his fingers through hers.

[align=center][color=black][font=georgia]Alex kissed him back, tangling her hands in his hair.