Post by ANNALISE MARIA FRANKS on Dec 17, 2011 22:24:48 GMT -5
ANNALISE MARIA FRANKS
seventeen, senior, straight, driven, secretive, nina dobrev
[/size][/justify]Anna is not the girl you want to bring home to mommy. She's the girl who you want to go to a party with, who you want to be seen with. She's never had a real boyfriend, she's had guys who she liked though. Well, one. He broke her heart. They sort of dated for a few months but they never really made it official. As it turns out, she was the 'other girl'. This happened when she was a sophomore and he was a senior. Since then, she hasn't let herself fall for anyone. She's built her walls up so high that she doesn't even let herself have 'best friends'. According to her, "You don't need anyone but yourself. You're the only person who you can count on."
Anna is one of the most driven people you will ever meet. Once she sees something she likes, she goes for it. Whether it be taking a girl's boyfriend or saving up for a cute dress, what Anna wants, Anna gets. Going along with driven, would be stubborn. Just like when she wants something, she gets it - if she believes something, her belief is sound.
Now while Anna seems like a strong, independent girl, she is far from it. Behind close doors, almost all she does is mope about how no one likes her, about how she has no real friends, or anything really. She really wants someone who she can open up to about all the things inside her head, but she can't seem to find anyone who cares enough.
In her spare time, she loves to take pictures. She doesn't thinks she's good at it, but it doesn't stop her. She loves to draw clothes as well. She can't sew though, so nothing comes of it. Though she does put together rockin' outfits.
hey should've tried harder admin! my name is melanie and i've been doing this stuff for a few years i also play no other characters. before i go, look at what i can do!
he checking of the mail was always the worst part of Julie's day. another bill, another warning on whatever she was late paying for this month. dressed in a big t shirt, one big enough to be a dress, she walked to the tiny golden mailbox outside her door. three envelopes addressed to julie moreno were neatly placed in the mail box. wonderful. this was just great. she let a sigh out of her lips and ran a pale hand through her hair.
her minimum wage job just wasn't cutting it anymore. she needed something with her life, something besides checking people out at walmart like she was doing now. she needed something that would actually pay her bills one month. all she wanted was just one month when she didn't worry about what she was going to do for food, or if she would have the money to keep everything in her house running, or just be able to pay the rent on time for once.
she walked back into her tiny two room apartment, setting the envelopes on her table next to her old laptop. as soon as she sat down, an IM popped up on her screen. Noah. of course.. why hadn't she thought of it before? he had offered her a job at his club. he said they made money there. good money. she really didn't want to be a high class hooker, but what else could she do? find another apartment? yeah right. that'd be a wonder task.
she didn't reply to his IM just yet. she wanted to see what bills she had to pay now. she opened the first one. car payment. the car that was sitting in her driveway, out of gas. she set that one down and picked up the second envelope. a rent notice. she had weeks to pay the rest of her rent for this month or she was out. that was wonderful. just great. she set that one down, the frown noticeable on her lips. and finally the last one. she tore the envelope open, holding her breath. junk mail. thank god. one less thing to worry about.
she turned back to her computer, resting her fingers on the keys. she wasn't really to sure how to word this. she started typing, then decided against it. finally, she got the courage and typed 'can you meet up with me? i have a business offer.' she was almost positive she knew what he meant. he agreed, and she told him to meet her at starbucks and signed off. she spun around in her chair for a moment, thinking. she was really doing this. the thing she had just said earlier she could never do.
P.S. This is a bit longer than my average, but it was the only one I had handy!
her minimum wage job just wasn't cutting it anymore. she needed something with her life, something besides checking people out at walmart like she was doing now. she needed something that would actually pay her bills one month. all she wanted was just one month when she didn't worry about what she was going to do for food, or if she would have the money to keep everything in her house running, or just be able to pay the rent on time for once.
she walked back into her tiny two room apartment, setting the envelopes on her table next to her old laptop. as soon as she sat down, an IM popped up on her screen. Noah. of course.. why hadn't she thought of it before? he had offered her a job at his club. he said they made money there. good money. she really didn't want to be a high class hooker, but what else could she do? find another apartment? yeah right. that'd be a wonder task.
she didn't reply to his IM just yet. she wanted to see what bills she had to pay now. she opened the first one. car payment. the car that was sitting in her driveway, out of gas. she set that one down and picked up the second envelope. a rent notice. she had weeks to pay the rest of her rent for this month or she was out. that was wonderful. just great. she set that one down, the frown noticeable on her lips. and finally the last one. she tore the envelope open, holding her breath. junk mail. thank god. one less thing to worry about.
she turned back to her computer, resting her fingers on the keys. she wasn't really to sure how to word this. she started typing, then decided against it. finally, she got the courage and typed 'can you meet up with me? i have a business offer.' she was almost positive she knew what he meant. he agreed, and she told him to meet her at starbucks and signed off. she spun around in her chair for a moment, thinking. she was really doing this. the thing she had just said earlier she could never do.
P.S. This is a bit longer than my average, but it was the only one I had handy!
