CARLEY, savannah reese

[lea]

SAVANNAH REESE CARLEY
twenty-nine, staff, straight, daring, charismatic, emily deschanel

The lady's name is Savannah Carley and she doesn't like her food touching. She's seen twenty-nine young years of the earth and has she learned anything from it? We'll, depends on how you look at it. See, Sav, she's smart. Book smart. She can quote any bit of Shakespeare you want her to. Go ahead, give her an act and scene number. See? She's brilliant. But on the other hand... Savannah's a rule breaker. See that guy over there? Yeah, the young one? He's her boyfriend. Oops, I wasn't supposed to mention that she's dating a high school student, was I? Never mind the fact that he's in her third period English class. For them, it was love at first sight. He saw the way her brilliant blue eyes lit up when she spoke about forbidden love. They way her brunette hair shimmered in the sunlight that came through the window. She was a gambler. She had a poker face to rule them all, and now she's got a reason to use it. Not even her sister, also a teacher, knows of the romance Sav shares with her student. Of course, no one said she was any good about hiding the fact that she's actually in love. She's lighter, kinder, more attentive. Happier. Just no one really knows why. No one can quite put their finger on it. Savannah is five foot nine inches of mystery, let me tell you. Even I, as her player, can never quite tell what she's going to do next... Perhaps you'd like a few words from the girl herself? She's got a formspring. You know, those little question pages on that website? I left a few here for you. Have a look.

YOU'RE THE NEW NURSE RIGHT? CAN YOU WRITE ME A NOTE FOR CLASS? I JUST DON'T FEEL LIKE GOING.
No, I'm not your nurse. I'm an English teacher and I've been here for two years now.

U R SO HAWT. U DATIN NE1?/
What? Yes...

WUT'S HIS NAME?
I'd tell you, but then I'd have to kill you.

WILL YOU TELL ME A STORY?
No, go read a book.

IF YOU WERE ON MY STRANGE ADDICTION, WHAT WOULD YOUR ADDICTION BE?
My man. And shoes.

Y DID U BECOME A EGLSH TEACHR?
So I can save the world from chatspeak.

I HEARD YOU WERE ONE OF THE GIRLS THAT BRENDON FROM BIG BROTHER SKYPED, TRUEFACTS?
... If I answer this, will I lose my job?

WHERE ARE YOU FROM? AND YOUR FAMILY?
Providence, RI. My family consists of my parents and sister, Michaela.

ARE YOU A DOG PERSON OR A CAT PERSON?
Dog person. I'm allergic to cats. It's unfortunate.

TOP OR BOTTOM?
Bunk? Top. Sex? Bottom. Or top. I like it both ways. Preferably, having sex on the top bunk while being on bottom.

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hey should've tried harder admin! my name is lea and i've been doing this stuff for longer than kim kardashian's marriage (but really, four years at least). i also play no other characters. before i go, look at what i can do!

The curtain was pushed open, and Deirdra saw the look of horror on his face as he saw what was left of the blood on the shower floor. Sighing in defeat, she leaned forward to allow Brandon to view the gash on her head. She could feel the sobs welling up in her throat, but she wasn't sure if the wetness on her cheeks were from the shower or her own tears. She could hear the water as it hit Brandon when he leaned in the shower to observe her cut, and she looked up into his worried features. He told her she should have told him, and she knew he was right. It was stupid to hide such a thing, even if she did it to protect him. The guilt was what made it worse. The guilt was what made her break down, standing there in the shower with her husband half drenched standing in front of her. As her sobs shook her and the tears streamed down her face, she stood in limbo for a few moments, unsure if she should hug the man who meant the world to her, or if she should curl up in a ball at the foot of the tub. Finally, figuring he was already wet as it was, she threw her arms around Brandon's neck, the water having already pushed most of the shampoo from her hair.

Deirdra buried her face into Brandon's neck, taking in his scent and letting her tears take over her. She'd cried more than was needed already this week, but even though the other day she felt dried up, she found herself unable to stop the uncontrollable quivers as her body went through its own type of earthquake. "I am so sorry," she sobbed, her voice muffled by Brandon's body. "God, I am so sorry." She clutched him to her, afraid that if she lost any contact with him the ground would break. "I am so stupid.... So... So stupid." Her words were torn apart by the sobs that penetrated her voice as she shed her tears of shame. She was trying to cleanse herself of what she had done. Though the situation surrounding the reason of her error was large and out of control, the actual mistake was minor compared to what she could have done. Knowing that fact did not make her feel any better. "I told you not to lie to me, but then I went and did exactly what I told you not to," she confessed. "I could have... It could have been..." She tried to continue but her crying was making it near impossible.

PS: I would like to note that upon careful inspection of the site, my roleplay mates and myself have discovered a plot similar to that of Savannah, Tate, and Michaela. As it is such, we will adjust our plot (moved from a previous site), and will attempt to make it different. We sincerely hope you give us a try, as we are giving you. Thank you.