Post by andrew theodore maxwell on Aug 27, 2009 20:24:06 GMT -5
age and birthday ,[/color] twenty-one, may 4th
height ,[/color] 5'9
body type ,[/color] average
sexuality ,[/color] straight
relationship status ,[/color] single
play - by ,[/color] ed westwick
group ,[/color] university student[/ul]
dislikes ,[/color]being unfaithful, Show-offs Drama, Bugs are gross, scary movies, complainers, being told what to do, books, chick flicks, people that think bad of him, judgmental people, hangovers, waking up earlier than 11, reality
tv because it isn't really reality, changes
fears ,[/color] living alone his whole life, death.
habits ,[/color]I can never have my room messy, always there for my friends and family, think of others after himself, can't quit. anything. smoking, stubborn. competitive. hypocrite,swear a lot when mad.
flaws ,[/color] can be blunt, can't always keep a secret.
personality ,[/color] friendly, sarcastic, cocky, loyal, laid back, romantic, honest, dedicated, stubborn, supportive, smart, lovable, perfectionist, silly, nosy.[/ul]
siblings ,[/color] older brother Demetri Maxwell
other family ,[/color] the usual.
history ,[/color] Well my brother was born when my parents were fresh out of college, just starting their careers. Well, my mom had to put her's on hold until he was old enough to go to day care. Being their first child, they liked to spoil him. When I came along, that all changed. My mom decided to spoil me for a little while my brother glared at me. Then, I had to share everything. When I was a younger, my brother hated me. We would get into fights all the time. I sucked up most of the attention, and Demetri was jealous. But when I got older, he looked at me as someone he could actually be friends with. That only lasted a little while, then he got “too cool for me”. But it was alright, I was better off on my own anyways.
My dad got really caught up in his work, so me, Demetri, and my mom didn't see him much. It really took a toll on my mom, but me and Demetri kind of got used to it. 3 years ago, my mom told us she was divorcing our dad. We were devastated, but didn't get mad at either of them. We respected their decision. I was over 18 so there was no custody battle or anything. Holidays and things are still a little awkward between them. They have Christmas and things like that together. We wish our parents were together, but they seem happier apart. I don't understand how they threw away 20 years of marriage.
But the past is the past. We’ve moved on. Now, Demetri is out of college and I’m a junior. I’m majoring in business, just like my brother and my father. Both me and Demetri want to become successful. It’s pretty much like a competition we have between each other. We have good times together, but we’re constantly trying to beat each other at things. Demetri works for my dad and plans on taking my dad’s position as CEO. But, I also want that spot. We just have to prove to our dad who is more responsible and can handle the company. My mom doesn’t like us competing constantly, but she’s pretty much ignored when it comes down to it. It’s sibling rivalry, it’s normal. Right?[/ul]
age ,[/color] fourteen
years of experience ,[/color] about four years
gender ,[/color] female
anything else ,[/color] hey.
role playing sample ,[/color][/ul][/size][/color][/font]
All in together the weather is better then ever
I hope it never ends I hope it lasts forever
But when it does we can all pretend that it's
been better than it's ever been
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Oh wow. Well, this definitely wasn't going to go the way Justin had wanted it too. After all these months of everything being quiet when it came to this. Now all the noise was coming at once out of Ashley. She made it clear that this was going to be as civilized as she would get. Perfect. Justin was really hoping they could talk about it calmly. It wasn't like he wasn't upset about it either. He was the one who had to face Jamie and Kate all these months while Ashley ran off. And he really didn't need anything else ruining his favorite jacket. Damn this sucked. Not about the jacket though, that was the least of his problems. Justin sighed heavily and rubbed the back of his neck. This hostility definitely made him feel uncomfortable. But from the looks of it, Ashley didn't give a fuck about him. At all.
He doesn't know much shit he's gotten into? HE doesn't know? Justin chuckled a little, but stopped. Now it was his turn to raise his voice a little. "Oh yeah, that's right. I don't know. Because I haven't had to face Kate and Jamie for the past few months that you've been off in New York! I haven't had to think about it 24/7, I haven't had to play it off like nothing is wrong when the shit has literally been eating me up! So, yeah Ashley. I'm fully aware of the shit I've gotten myself into. Sorry, I forgot that you knew more about me than I do." He said, clearly getting mad. He just shook his head and looked away. Justin definitely wasn't going to just stand here and let Ashley scream at him. He didn't like yelling at all, but when he had to he did. Did she think he thought it wasn't a big deal? Because she was sadly mistaken. Justin was now just pretty numb about it all. It's a little twisted, but it's true. And now, all the numbness is going away and the emotions are coming back.
Now Justin was just confused. Was he missing something? Even if there was evidence, he was sure Ashley was exaggerating on the amount. Then, it all made sense. Next, his world came crashing down. His stomach flew up in his chest. There was a lump in his throat. Fuck. Pregnant? Justin was speechless. He didn't even look up at Ashley. Did she even look pregnant? Justin didn't bother to go and examine her stomach when he got here. He definitely wasn't expecting it. Justin ran his hand over his face. He literally wanted to cry. A baby? A little him? Or a little Ashley? What the hell? Justin officially fucked up. Kate was going to hate him, Jamie was going to murder him. Mike... he wasn't sure. Michael seemed supportive at the coffee shop. But he didn't know Ashley was pregnant. Or did Ashley tell him? Whatever, that definitely didn't matter.
Justin knew that Ashley expected him to say something. He could feel her eyes on him like flames. Or was that himself? He felt a tear roll down his cheek but was quick to brush it away. No way was he crying. Justin didn't really cry in front of people. And it would probably be another excuse for Ashley to start yelling again. Well, he decided he would ask something that he was really wondering. "What are we gonna do with it?" He asked lowly, almost in a mumble. He just looked at the ground. Justin didn't know why but he couldn't pick his head up. he just couldn't. He didn't know why, it wasn't like if he did, he would be facing Kate. Or Jamie. Justin glanced up at her, just to see her facial expression. There went another tear, shit. He quickly looked down, and wiped it. He was tearing up because he felt shitty all over again, not that he ever stopped. Just like he did the first time he had hung out with Kate after the incident. He didn't even know why he still had bothered to hang out with her. All he could think about was how Kate loved him and he just threw it all away without her even knowing. His eyes began to dry up, that was a plus. Justin was the father of his girlfriend's best friend's baby.
tagged! ashley!
word count!732
outfit! aqui [jacket unbuttoned so you can see the blue shirt!]
notes! dramaaaaa.
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