Post by STEPHANIE A. DORN on Jun 19, 2010 18:41:59 GMT -5
`STEPHANIE ANNE DORN!
`YOU KNOW IM NOT MUCH BETTER WITHOUT YOU!
NICKNAMES steph
AGE eighteen
GENDER female.
ETHNICITY american, dutch
RELIGON catholic
SEXUALITY straight
STATUS single
OCCUPATION OR GRADE senior
PLAYED BY hilary duff
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`YOU STOLE MY HEART THEN YOU KICKED IT ASIDE!
STEPHANIE DISLIKES rainy days, bad hair days, the nauseating smell coming from the boys locker room, being sick, mullets (thats a fad that should never come back), large school projects, having nothing to do, those metal undergarments they wore during their lady gaga number
FEARS losing nationals, being sucked into ohio
SECRETS she saw "the wiz" this summer, five times, to make sure that they (the school, shelby) did a good job with replacing coach shelby with april rhodes.
OVERALL PERSONALITY[/b]
▪ CAUTIOUS ; when it comes to anything stephanie does, she likes to make sure that what she does is correct, and that she won't end up embarrassing herself, or doing poorly in the end.
▪ TALENTED ; how can you be in va if you don't have this quality?
▪ ENTHUSIASTIC ; in stephanie's experience, enthusiasm helps lighten moods, and most of the time, helps thing go along better, so this is why she is the one who will be in the sidelines, cheering on her friends and teammates on.
▪ VAIN ; when in a bad mood, or when needed, stephanie can grow very vain and selfish.
▪ DETERMINED ; when stephanie sets herself to something, she grows very determined to get, and achieve what it is she wants.
▪ OUTGOING ; stephanie is always willing to do more, and will always tackle tasks with a smile and enthusiasm.
▪ SERIOUS ; when it comes down too it, like around competition time, or when doing a school assignment, stephanie will take things really seriously, and not in a joking manner.
▪ SPEAKS HER MIND ; sometimes, she dosn't think before she speaks, which isn't good all the time.
▪ SMART ; this is quite simple too get, isn't it? smarts is something this girl has.
▪ VEGETARIAN ; this is simple enough too. steph doesn't like meat.
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`WHEN HES INSIDE YOU KNOW THERES NO ROOM FOR ME!
[/font]When Astrid had replied to Peyton, she didn't really have any true intentions of getting plastered out of her mind. She just wanted a good time, like everyone else. This was really their first bit of downtime since the tour started a few weeks ago, and although the tiredness had began to wear on everyone, the prospect of a party beat an extra few hours of sleep. And although Astrid knew Peyton already, and a few other girls on the tour, she was excited to hang out with her nonetheless, along with get to know the other people on the tour better.
Now, when Astrid had arrived at Peyton's room, she was luckily one of the first people there, so she had gotten a bit more of the rum then late comers, but as she watched the night progress, she saw the bottles grow emptier, and Peyton grow a bit more intoxicated. Although, taking her body size into consideration, it looked like Astrid would be a lightweight when it came to holding her alcohol - or maybe she just didn't drink a lot - but she didn't feel too drunk at the moment - a bit buzzed if anything. As as the hours without a drink passed that buzz grew lighter and lighter.
Eventually, she found herself tweeting a guy from another band, Gaven, who was on the tour. Just like it was with many others, Astrid knew him, but not like she knew her friends back home. Somehow, after a weird conversation of ages and past flings, he had agreed to abootycall coming to the party, along with his two bottles of Malibu. Where had these people been getting their drink anyways?! Astrid hadn't seen a liquor store around for miles, but asking this would be off topic. Astrid was glad that Gaven was coming though, liquor or not (although that helped recreate that lovely buzz). He seemed like a nice enough guy, and his looks didn't hurt the eyes either.
Astrid had been sitting on the bed, along with Peyton, and a a few other people. As she was talking to another girl, who was a mercher for another group, Astrid felt the weight shift on the bed, as Peyton got up and ran, a bit off balance, to the door. While gripping the edge of the bed, she strained to listen to whom Peyton was speaking too. Even if it hadn't been Gaven, Astrid would have hopped up anyways, to stop these proposed sexual favors in exchange for the rum.
"Woooaah, there. Don't trade yourself for the Malibu so soon, Pey" Astrid said, as she came up from behind, trying to pry her off the innocent bystander, Gaven, carrying the Malibu. "Come on in," She said, laughing a bit, as she stood back from the doorway, making room for Gaven to enter.
Now, when Astrid had arrived at Peyton's room, she was luckily one of the first people there, so she had gotten a bit more of the rum then late comers, but as she watched the night progress, she saw the bottles grow emptier, and Peyton grow a bit more intoxicated. Although, taking her body size into consideration, it looked like Astrid would be a lightweight when it came to holding her alcohol - or maybe she just didn't drink a lot - but she didn't feel too drunk at the moment - a bit buzzed if anything. As as the hours without a drink passed that buzz grew lighter and lighter.
Eventually, she found herself tweeting a guy from another band, Gaven, who was on the tour. Just like it was with many others, Astrid knew him, but not like she knew her friends back home. Somehow, after a weird conversation of ages and past flings, he had agreed to abootycall coming to the party, along with his two bottles of Malibu. Where had these people been getting their drink anyways?! Astrid hadn't seen a liquor store around for miles, but asking this would be off topic. Astrid was glad that Gaven was coming though, liquor or not (although that helped recreate that lovely buzz). He seemed like a nice enough guy, and his looks didn't hurt the eyes either.
Astrid had been sitting on the bed, along with Peyton, and a a few other people. As she was talking to another girl, who was a mercher for another group, Astrid felt the weight shift on the bed, as Peyton got up and ran, a bit off balance, to the door. While gripping the edge of the bed, she strained to listen to whom Peyton was speaking too. Even if it hadn't been Gaven, Astrid would have hopped up anyways, to stop these proposed sexual favors in exchange for the rum.
"Woooaah, there. Don't trade yourself for the Malibu so soon, Pey" Astrid said, as she came up from behind, trying to pry her off the innocent bystander, Gaven, carrying the Malibu. "Come on in," She said, laughing a bit, as she stood back from the doorway, making room for Gaven to enter.
`YOU LIFT ME UP AND THEN YOU THROW ME BACK DOWN!
NICKNAMES kay
WHERE CAN WE CONTACT YOU? pm or @kylieallport on twitter
WHERE DID YOU FIND US? i thought demi had made you, then in the end, we ended up making you.
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