Post by cherrydoll on Apr 24, 2010 21:11:08 GMT -5
[/font]Brooklyn Cali Lovelle !
{My eyes are so bleary
I guess I'm young but i feel so weary
I've tried to express it
But I think its all a bore
Its at the heart of me,
A very part of me
Speak slowly, I can't hear you
My mind keeps spinning closer and closer to the rain on the roof,
And the rain in my head, and the things that you said
People take it further ahead
And it just gets so foggy
It's nowhere in here
And its everywhere else that I don't wanna be,
But I'm stuck here getting misty over you
I'm alone on a bicycle for two.}[/center]
Name: Brooklyn Cali Lovelle
Nicknames:Cherry, Brook, Bo, CherrySoda.
Age:Nineteen
Usergroup: Greaser
Sexuality: Straight
Birthday:August 13, 1990
Birthmarks:She has a beauty mark on the back of her left leg and her eyes change of color.
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If you feel so empty so used up
Likes :Music, literature, cats, vintage, cherries, boys, hanging out wit ht he guys, singing, dancing, writing, sunsets and beaches, starry nights, and falling in love.
Dislike:Her absent mother, her drug addict half brother, dogs, thunders, discussions, fights and The Socs.
Strengths:Loving herself, music, the man of her life, love, Mother Mary.
Weaknesses:Fights, loneliness and spidersso let down if you feel so angry
Overall Personality: Brooklyn is a rich girl, but she doesn't like to be called that, she's a great friend, a loving girlfriend and the "psychologist" of the others.
Brook is the type of girl that likes to hang with the guys. She is a girly girl but likes to "Play dirty". Her absent mother, an Actress who lives in Hollywood doesn't like her a lot and treats her bad. Her loving father, who tries to make her feel loved giving her all that that she wants, makes her feel more unloved that she wants to, so she "gives away all the love" that she needs. She really doesn't want to be considered as a rich girl so don't label her as one...Just look at her as a normal person. Thats all she really wants.
so ripped off so stepped on
History: Brooklyn was born August 13, 1990 in Hollywood, California. Her mother, an actress/singer called Charlotte Heagins, fell in love with a rich Parisian called Pierre Lovelle. When Charlotte knew that she was pregnant, she decided to abort the child but Pierre, convinced her not to.
Her mother divorced of her father three years later, when she was three, and then married to another actor called Taylor Donovan, getting herself pregnant one month after that, her baby, a boy called Jacoby Taylor Donovan, is now a drug addict, thanks to the bad education of his parents.
Her father loved her so much, he called her "Cherry" because one summer in Tokyo, Japan, she falled in love with a Cherry tree, she loved it so much that his father plants one in every hotel that he owns. He spent a lot time with her, traveling, making her not having any friends and neither a stable home. When she was 18 she met a girl in New York, called Dylon Lynn Mason. She immediately became great friends, making a bond that was indestructible. A month later Brook, asked their father if they could move to Tulsa, Oklahoma where Dyl lived. Her father who always gave her watch she wanted, says a yes immediately.
Brooklyn and Dylon became best friends after that. When Dyl introduced her with her friends, she immediately fell in love with Soda, thought he doesn't know about it. He and her are great friends now, he calls her Bo, since he meet her. She thinks Pony Boy is so cute, but stays still, because Pony Girl, (Her secret nickname for Dylon) is her friend. Dylon calls Brooklyn Cherry Soda after she now she was irremediably in love with Soda.
She desires to become a great writer, and a good mother. Her father has let her his emporium, so she's not alone. She wishes to end her story with a "And they lived happily ever after"
you're not the only one
How did you find us?: My friend, Cheyanne "Dylon Lynn" told me about it.
Time Zone: Central
Rp Sample: "Cheyanne Breanna Carter, a nineteen year old blonde haired, blue eyed Freshman at the University, sat in her dorm room completely bored out of her mind. Her roommate was out for the day but even though invited to come along, Cheyanne stayed. She wished there was something to do besides sit there and stare at the wall but nothing was coming to her. Chey remembered a boy she had met a few days ago. When this thought came to her another one surfaced. What would a boy like Bryce Mitchel be doing inside on a sunny day like this...The answer was "HE WOULDN'T!" Bryce would be playing football with his Buddy's or down on the beach putting suntan lotion on some girls back.
As Cheyanne sat there thinking, another thought surfaced. "What if he is inside...He shouldn't be to hard to find and I know this place like the back of my hand.." And with that she got up off of her bed, wrote quick note to her dorm partner, and went out the door. As Chey passed the door that led to the outside were the football Field was. As soon as she walked passed the door she saw him. She saw Bryce in all of his glory and smiled. "I knew he'd be here somewhere." She sighed and walked out to stand just far enough from the field to not be interfering with the guys's practice, but just close enough were Bryce could see her. Cheyanne's heart beat wildly as she watched the football god run.
She knew that she was stupid to feel this way. She was also really scared. Cheyanne had just gotten over one bad relationship in which she got beat and the guy left her. She was afraid any man that walked into her life would be just like that and that was something Chey wouldn't be able to handle. As Cheyanne stood there though, she couldn't help but feel the least bit attracted to Bryce. He was cute, blondish-browin headed, green eyed, and athletic. These were alot of the things that her Ex that beat her, Mason, never had or dreamed of having in his life. These things drew Cheyanne to Bryce like a magnet drew a paper clip to itself. Cheyenne saw Bryce briefly look and her and she quickly looked down feeling ashamed and let her Blondie curls fall in her face. Cheyanne said to her self ~Your so stupid! He looks at you and this is what you do....Hide your face like a little coward!~ The way she chewed her self out made her flinch and sighed. She thought she should talk to him after practice, but she didn't know how to do it...She had never really talked to a guy like this before. A thought occurred to her, in which the thought was ~What if he doesn't like me...If I ask him to coffee or something he'll think I'm a total dork! Wait I am a dork what the hell am I talking about!~ She sighed again and wondered if abounding hope would be a good idea...To her it seemed that it would be. She doubted she could ever get the courage to talk to him and honestly she doubted her ability to talk to him. Whenever Chey would get around guys, first there was the whole looking like a dork thing, then there was the fear that they were another mason in disguise waiting for her to let her guard down so they could strike."
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