Nickname(s): Baby, Bee
Appearance: Standing at a petite 5'1, most kids tower over over the senior girl, also often having her mistaken for much younger age than she actually is. With shoes at an american size four, she often has to either shop at the kid's section or get them abroad- the former for cheapness, the latter for adorable shoes.
Usual Clothing: Baby's attire consists of several different things, actually, and not just one specific thing. Her attire usually consists of the same clothes, just mismatched amongst one another, often small and from abroad, the sizes in america being too big for her. Her clothes consists of frills and ribbons on Sundays specifically, the other days open to anything in the ulzzang category- both feminine and masculine attire. Even with the manliest of clothes, all Baby has to do is fix her hair a certain way and ba~ng! Insta- cute!
Personality: On the outside, Baby's a very sweet and flirtatious girl, clinging to anyone nearby- and by "anyone", mostly guys. With large eyes and pouty lips, with a look of innocence she lures in unsuspecting victims. She trades kisses with both guys and girls, flirts with both genders as well, but most noticeably winks and presses herself against males the most. A stereotypical asian when it comes to academics, she loves to help any who need it and tends to be easily embaressed by the simplest of things. Inside, however, she's very, very calculative. Having trained herself in the ways of flirting at a young age (thanks to the internet), she now sees it as a game, how far can she fool a guy for how long? To act a certain way, to respond in a certain manner, all done in quick calculations in her head. More than that, however, she's very narcissistic. Though she may turn questions and interest into other people in a rather obvious manner, somehow she slips small facts about herself that light her in a brighter manner. When the going gets rough and the dirt gets muddy, Baby's a biiiiitch.
Hobbies: The little Baby likes practicing her make-up skills in her free time, as well as trying out new hairstyles. She secretly also studies when she has a day reserved for it- hey, contrary to popular belief, Asians aren't smart at everything. When she's procrastinating on things, she frequents the web and goes online shopping, as well as join chat sites to, yes, roleplay. Outside of her house, she's often found in someone else's house, either smoking a joint, a pipe, or doing the nasty in bed.
Likes: There's something irresistible about strawberries and grapes to Baby, as well as the colour combo of pink and blue. She also secretly really likes science, even though if she showed it she'd look like a total dweeeeb. Let's not forget parties, the irresistible highs of both drugs and adrenaline rushes, and sex. She has a special box stored with letters complimenting her or letters declaring her love, and she's pretty intent on keeping it.
Dislikes: She's annoyed by people that are socially awkward and don't know it. Like, honestly, she just wants to swerve basic bitches for not knowing when to stop talking. More than that, she hates when people talk behind her back and say shit online that they can totally say to her face- and after posting all that act all normal and sweet irl. Like excuuuuse me bitch, swerve.
Fears: Although a decent enough swimmer, Baby's still pretty afraid of drowning. She's also terrified of heights, and naturally, spiders.
Imperfections: She's very easily jealous. When Baby's friends' attentions are stolen by someone else, Baby will instantly hate them.
She also has a birthmark on the end of her spine, but it looks pretty cool- or so everyone says. She acts confident and proud about it, but is secretly rather conscious about it.
In middle school, she used to play GuyGal games on her PSP.
She has a PSP.
Short History: (Woww I hate bios) Baby's lived a normal enough childhood- rich pretty girl with always busy parents. She matured quickly enough and warmed up to her assigned nannies, busying herself on the internet at the wee precious age of seven. From then, she discovered forums where she pretended to be something she wasn't- happy, older, smarter. As time went on, the personas she came up with slowly transformed her into whatever she wanted. Soon, she was as outgoing and crazy as the characters she pretended to be on screen, bottling up anger and directing questions at others to try and act more mysterious. By the beginning of middle-school, she was one of the first few girls to get their hands on some make up and try it out. She tried different styles from different magazines, but what really caught her eye was the unique Ulzzang style of koreans from a magazine her ulzzang gang wannabe babysitter bought. From then on, she immersed herself in the unique style of ulzzangs- and asians as a whole, actually. BB creme, circle lenses, clip on bangs, dying her hair on the different ranges of browns, that was her. And, due to a bet which included her wearing short shorts year round, her nice legs were shown off. And that, is how she became uber popular by the end of the seventh grade.
During middle school, however, was when she also got into her obsession about attracting as many guys as she can. To do some research, she decided to play a GuyGal game. And...accidentally got addicted. Around grade eight, when she finally realized she was along the top places of the popularity food chain and came to the conclusion that she didn't want to lose the spot, dropped her GuyGal games. Of course, she has yet to sell them, keeping them hidden away in the attic, along with a few other videogames she never got to playing on her PSP.
Now at high school, her parents became separated. Not exactly divorced, no, her mum moved elsewhere for her job, and her dad didn't want to move because life here was treating him pretty well, so they decided that separation would have to do for now. Not that it mattered to her- it just meant that her mum wasn't there during the weekends when she usually was, and Baby didn't really mind that too much. She got a circle of friends, a number of guys that want entrance between her thighs- life is good~
Other: (Will also Edit.)
Nickname(s): Fish, Fishy, Alec
Alec Blane Taylor
Appearance: Fishy stands at a lanky 5'10, with a slightly underaverage weight, but thankfully, that's the "in" look now. His locks are a dirty blonde, brown around some roots and lighter at the ends.
Usual Clothing: The usual hipster-rich boy attire- brand name tees and jeans, all ripped and styled to make him look shit-poor, but at the same time, brilliantly rich.
Personality: Fishy's a dick. That's his honest to god outer personality. He's the guy snickering about other kids, the guy that calls out the things girls are super embarassed about, the guy that wears sunglasses at night, and maybe sometimes indoors. What makes him twice as bad is that he's smart- and he knows it. He's observant about things, and when someone makes a mistake and nobody notices- Fishy will no doubt call them out on it. He seems to carry on well this way, surrounding himself with a pack of similar minded folks and snagging a similarly minded lady. Behind closed doors, he's surprisingly quiet. Using up all his energy in entertaining others and himself, he likes to spend the rest of his time thinking, daydreaming, trying to strengthen his mental abilities. Well, that and trying to figure out ways to style his hair in different ways. In all honesty, he's afraid of doing things that others don't approve of. Being mean to others makes him aware that it can work the other way, too.
Hobbies: As a surprise as it may come to others, Fishy's an artist. He likes to draw in his free time, sometimes dabbling with watercolours when he gets hands on them. Though his talent in realism and landscapes are to die for, he tends not to display it, hiding it away. He knows first hand how mean people can be sometimes. He's intrigued a lot by science though he won't admit it to others- especially stars. There's something about them that Fishy wants to capture on film or paper, but can't seem to. Other things he frequents are sports, be it ultimate frisbee, soccer, football, and though not having tried it yet, he really wants to do some sky diving.
Likes: Fishy likes eating meat. His favourite food would have to be one of them girl scout thin mint cookies. Whenever Girl Scout Cookies Season rolls around, the dude stocks up on the shit. He doesn't really have a favourite colour, being a tad bit colour blind. He likes the cool colours, though, like blue and green and violet. They give off a nice feeling. He doesn't really have a personal object that he favours, but he has been wearing the same studs for five years now...?
Dislikes: As ironic as it is, Fish has a distaste for fish. And other sea food, for that matter. Then there are those girls that copy the popular gals to try and sneak their way in- easy to bed, but GODS they're so fuckin' annoying. He hates when someone fights back after he makes a remark, because that turns the playful atmosphere into a serious one- and Fishy fuckin haaaates being serious. The guy also doesn't like it too much when people chew gum with their mouths open. Or chew anything with mouths open, actually.
Fears: Car crashes. Reckless driving, basically he's scared of killing himself because of doing something stupid. It's because when you die doing something stupid, that makes it to the news and then gets spread around Safety Ed classes. He doesn't wanna be remembered that way, yo.
Imperfections: His dick's not as big as he brags it to be. He notices things too much- it makes him easily distracted, and thus, a terrible listener. Not that he has a rep as a listener to defend, anyways. Fish also tends to get angry when on a certain kind of weed. He also shouts a lot when playing videojuegos. Is that an imperfection?
Short History: Fishy's on the alright side when it comes to life. Mum works as a nurse, dad works in construction. Not enough to get them a mansion, but enough to get them by with some Apple products and brand name shit. He had an older brother, but the guy died when Fishy was six, due to an automobile accident. Fishy used to be called Alec up to fourth grade, when he was making faces with a popular girl named Trisha. She squeezed his cheeks till his lips formed a fishy face to which she giggled, "Awe! Cute Fishy!" From then on, he was called Fishy. It doesn't even matter that the girl moved right before sixth grade- the name stuck. Not that he minded, the girl was his first crush after all. Because of that nickname, he placed a spot on "most popular dudes at school", filling the spot of "pack leader of mean guys who are dick faces". It was a spot he easily filled, and was revered for by other gangsta-slash-hipster wannabes. Eighth grade swung around, and soon he was getting into drugs and drinking. Age fifteen, he lost the V card.
Don't know what else to say derp
Other: He's dating Marley Hodges. He also drives a cute little accord.
Drugs, sex and bitches, baby. He tends not to drink, but hit him up with a joint and he'd happily smoke it.
Got a homemade tat of an anchor on his right buttcheek.