LANDON, gabriel vincent

[chrissy]

GABRIEL VINCENT LANDON
seventeen, junior, homosexual, shy, worrisome, Joshua Estrella

Hi There, my name is Gabriel, you can call be Gabe I don’t mind. I’m seventeen, only about 5’6” and I weigh roughly 115lbs, I’m a bit underweight, I eat a lot I just don’t gain weight. I have bright green eyes and brown hair, it’s on the long side for a boy and if it gets too long it gets curly, I usually straighten it. I don’t have much of a love life but I know I like boys. I wear pretty much whatever I feel like, usually it’s jeans and a sweatshirt, I’m not picky about what I wear, I do like keeping my hair nice though, it’s a bit of an obsession of mine.

I don’t talk much, I have a stutter so when I speak I just feel stupid, and people scare me so I keep to myself. I’m awful at making friends so that’s why I’m alone most of the time. Everything scares me, I can’t go to malls or clubs because they are too crowded and if I am around too many people I get anxious and sometimes I have panic attacks. I hate my panic attacks, I can’t control them and I get more scared wondering when they will show up that I probably cause them to come up most of the time. People say I always look scared, I give off a sense of fear and I’m really jumpy, I hate surprises, haunted houses, scary movies, the dark, pretty much anything that is going to cause me to be more scared then I already am.

I don’t get angry very easily; I have a very high boiling point and that surprises people. I don’t like being outside my comfort zone and the zone isn’t very big. Everything outside my comfort zone is unfamiliar and uncomfortable and the more I’m pushed out of my comfort zone the more secluded I will try to become. I am a submissive person. I like being over powered and love when others take control, mostly because I can’t handle being in control of anyone other then myself. I loves when others know what to do and do it, as long as it’s okay with me first, because I hate surprises. I don’t like really aggressive people and I’m defiantly not aggressive myself. I don’t go out of my way to do anything for myself or for others, unless that person is really special to me.

As for my history it’s pretty messed up, I don’t like talking about it but I guess I have to. My mom was an actress, and my dad was a director. They met on set and I can’t say it was love at first site because my mom didn’t actually like my dad but he knocked her up one drunken night and my sister Amery was born. Then my mom got pregnant again with me but I was a bit more complicated. I was in second grade when my teachers started seeing my weird actions; how I repeated letter when saying the alphabet, and would tie my shoes over and over again and button my shirt again and again. They took me to the doctor and learned I had Aspergers Disorder. The essential features of Asperger's disorder are severe social interaction impairment and restricted, repetitive patterns of behavior and activities. It is similar to autism, but children with Asperger's do not have the same difficulties in acquiring language that children with autism have.

I was in fifth grade when my dad murdered my mom because he found out she had an affair and that was how I was conceived. My dad who I thought was my dad was not actually my dad. My real dad was an architect who lived in Los Angelus. My fake dad was sent to jail for life without parole and my sister and I went to a foster home. I didn’t talk much to anyone and started having panic attacks. The doctor said it was common for someone to experience panic attacks after a tragedy; problem is they never went away; I still get them to this day. I see a therapist regularly because my foster parents thought it would help, but I don’t think it does much. I delt with depression for awhile and was cutting until my sister discovered what I was doing and slapped some sense into me. Sometimes I get a nervous habit of scratching at my arms, I don’t realize I’m doing it and sometimes I make myself bleed so I always keep my nails super short.

So that’s about all there is to know about me, I’m one messed up kid.

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hey should've tried harder admin! my name is Chrissy and i've been doing this stuff for seven years. i also play "no other characters" . before i go, look at what i can do!

It was too early, way too early. Ali groaned as he rolled out of bed at five in then morning for his head boy rounds. He loved being head boy but he hated when head master gave him the early shifts. He wasn't a morning person, the werewolf in him took a lot of energy out of him most days and he needed more sleep then most. So the days when he stayed up late doing homework then had to get up early to do rounds were the worst for him. He slowly pulled on his robes as his eye scanned the calendar near his bed, he had about three weeks until the full moon and he was dreading it already. He was still sore from last time; it really took a toll on his body. That was part of the reason he chose perfect over quidditch beater last year, because it was hard enough getting hit by a quidditch player or a quaffle or even a bludger once in awhile, but changing every month made it impossible for his body to ever recover and he was constantly run down.

Alistair rubbed the back of his neck where it still hurt and made his way out of the dorm. There was a young Gryffindor sleeping at a table with books all around her, obviously cramming all night. He smiled, remembering being in her place and tapped her gently on the shoulder. She jumped and hit him in the stomach, causing him to loose his breath and bend over. " oh my! MR. Greyback I'm so sorry you scared me!" Alistair waved her off as he caught his breath.
"It's fine, and call me Alistair. Now get up to bed," Alistair gave her a smile and she nodded quickly, packing up her books and heading up to the girls dorm.

Alistair made his way through the quiet halls; morning shift was so boring, nothing good ever happened. After about an hour he made his way outside to the grounds, maybe something more fun would be out here. To his surprise there was. He stumbled upon young River, one of his good friends and smiled. He snuck up behind her and covered her eyes before she could see who it was.
"What are you doing out so early missy?" He uncovered her eyes and smirked.