Post by priscilla lewis on Oct 16, 2008 14:36:31 GMT -5
priscilla scout lewis!
she had a cold heart, and a new scarf around her neck
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[/SIZE][/font][/blockquote][/blockquote]ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to be here. i'm priscilla scout lewis, and you know that's the coolest name you've heard in a long time. i won't go into detail as to why i was named that, but i will let you know that i don't go by my full name at all times. cil, ciller, cilla,silla, pris, or prissy are way cuter, and tons more fun to go by. of course, here in hollywood even those embarrassing pet names get out. speaking of hollywood, that's probably why my name sounds so familiar to you. see, my parents are ashby and ellamae lewis, but that doesn't mean i don't do anything. i'm actually loving life here as a princess. pretty rad, right? although, not as rad as my birthday, august the fourth. you know, that day you give me presents? that aside- i'm nineteen years old, and ready to rock this town.
and enough of that boring stuff. i know what you want- my rockin bod. and by rocking, i mean drop dead gorgeous. let's just start from the top. my hair? well, i don't even know how to describe these dark brown locks. but i guess i'd say that they are pretty curly. and as you can see by plainly looking at me and my parents- i'm english american. but what you may not know is that my eyes are a mind blowing color. yeah, that's right, they are blue. that is just cool beyond belief. and now for those numbers i know you've all been waiting for. see, i'd consider myself petite, and most would agree. i mean, i can prove it too. my scale reads ninety two pounds, not that you should be asking. but i do tower over some things at a nice five foot one. sexy, aren't i? yeah, so i've been told. then again, i've also been told that i look a hell of a lot like hanna beth merjos. but, that can't be a bad thing, right?
[/color][/font][/center]like shadows in the faded light ,
likes ,
flaws ,
fights, battles have begun, revenge will surely come
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some people say what you see is what you get from them. they do not hide who they are from people, and they do not change who they are for anyone. priscilla is not one of those people, what you see from her might not exactly be who she really is, a facade or a role that she plays. her personality is quite difficult to explain because it is complex when you think about it; almost mindnumbing.
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we could be a beautiful miracle ,
[/color][/font][/center][/i] forty year old broker and fatherparents ,
ellamae nadia lewis a thirty eight year old house wife and mother
unknown the biological father
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[/ul]history ,
light up when you smile ,
[/color][/font][/center]c r u n c h y
age ,
s i x t e e n
years of experience ,
3 y e a r s now
how you found us ,
an ad on a site that i can not remember
read the rules ,
i read them but am i suppose to find a word or
a phrase because i feel stupid because i can't
see any
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Flipping through the pages of his book, Paris allowed a small yawn to escape his chapped lips. The words inside the book meant nothing to him at all, just a jumble of letters splashed onto a page. He did not see a reason for him to learn about goblins, they were inferior creatures and therefore they were not important to him. As if his future career would require him to know such things. Hogwarts was basically a waste of his time, especially with the mediocre classes that were giving to the students, classes such as muggle studies. He was a wizard, living in the magical world. What good use would it be for him to know things about the non magical world when he had no future plans on visiting it? So, without a second thought of what he was doing he quickly tossed the book aside and rose up from his current position. Paris needed to get some fresh air into his body, and maybe some food; since he was feeling a little famish.
Exiting the common room, Paris was oblivious to the time but he knew that it was late. It did not matter; it was not like he would be scolded for being out of the common room passed curfew. In the past he might have, but not now, things were different then they were before. Instead the students fearing the teachers, the teachers feared the students. It was funny how quickly things could change, how quickly things did change. Walking slowly down the hall, Paris pushed his hands into the pockets of his jeans as he turned the corner. Hogwarts was quiet strange, with its changing corridors. You could never really know where the school would lead you, especially when your mind was not on the exact location. And so he walked, he did not care where he was going just as long as he was going somewhere.
The quiet halls comforted him somewhat, the only other sounds that he could hear where his own footsteps. His eyes pointed down at the floor, subconsciously counting the floor titles. He knew he should have been paying more attention to where he was going. Walking around Hogwarts, at night, could be a very dangerous task. You never knew what types of creatures were living inside the very old castle. Pausing in his steps, Paris allowed himself to observe the area around him. He did not want to wander to far away and not know where he was going. Letting out a soft sigh, a feeling of familiarity washed over him. He knew exactly were he was. The astronomy tower, which meant he walked a long distance. He had not really notice, or maybe it was because it was not paying attention.
Since he had nothing much better to do, Paris decided to go up to the astronomy tower. The last time he had been there was when he took the class. It was such a long time ago, then he had been in his fourth year, and now he was in his last year of Hogwarts; not that it matter much. Climbing up the stairs Paris reached out and pushed the door open. Peeking inside he found the room to be empty, which was good for him because he really did not feel like being bother by anyone at the moment. Walking across the empty room Paris stopped in front of a window and leaned against the cold stone wall. Goosebumps forming on his skin, his hair was standing up on his skin from the presence of the now cold air that was entering through the small windows. At that moment he wished that he had thought of bringing a jacket, but he did not really need it because he was not expecting to stay very long.
And just as that thought entered his mind someone decided to show their presence in the room. “This room seems to be pretty popular” he thought to himself, not turning around to see who had just entered. Paris was not interesting in seeing two horny teenagers get it on. Just then his quiet moment was ruined, all he wanted to do was have a few seconds to himself but he could not even have that. Pulling his hands out of his pockets, he ran his fingers through his hair, a small grunted. Standing up from the wall, Paris brushed the dust off his shoulder before turning to make his way to exit the room. What he saw next was something he had not expected to see. “What is she doing here? Paris thought to himself as he stood in place just staring at the girl. His ex-girlfriend was standing there in the very same room he was standing in. “Well, well look who we have here. I have not seen your face around for a while now. One would think that you were actually trying to avoid me. ” he muttered out, a small smirk present on his face. Things could not be any better than it was now.
Exiting the common room, Paris was oblivious to the time but he knew that it was late. It did not matter; it was not like he would be scolded for being out of the common room passed curfew. In the past he might have, but not now, things were different then they were before. Instead the students fearing the teachers, the teachers feared the students. It was funny how quickly things could change, how quickly things did change. Walking slowly down the hall, Paris pushed his hands into the pockets of his jeans as he turned the corner. Hogwarts was quiet strange, with its changing corridors. You could never really know where the school would lead you, especially when your mind was not on the exact location. And so he walked, he did not care where he was going just as long as he was going somewhere.
The quiet halls comforted him somewhat, the only other sounds that he could hear where his own footsteps. His eyes pointed down at the floor, subconsciously counting the floor titles. He knew he should have been paying more attention to where he was going. Walking around Hogwarts, at night, could be a very dangerous task. You never knew what types of creatures were living inside the very old castle. Pausing in his steps, Paris allowed himself to observe the area around him. He did not want to wander to far away and not know where he was going. Letting out a soft sigh, a feeling of familiarity washed over him. He knew exactly were he was. The astronomy tower, which meant he walked a long distance. He had not really notice, or maybe it was because it was not paying attention.
Since he had nothing much better to do, Paris decided to go up to the astronomy tower. The last time he had been there was when he took the class. It was such a long time ago, then he had been in his fourth year, and now he was in his last year of Hogwarts; not that it matter much. Climbing up the stairs Paris reached out and pushed the door open. Peeking inside he found the room to be empty, which was good for him because he really did not feel like being bother by anyone at the moment. Walking across the empty room Paris stopped in front of a window and leaned against the cold stone wall. Goosebumps forming on his skin, his hair was standing up on his skin from the presence of the now cold air that was entering through the small windows. At that moment he wished that he had thought of bringing a jacket, but he did not really need it because he was not expecting to stay very long.
And just as that thought entered his mind someone decided to show their presence in the room. “This room seems to be pretty popular” he thought to himself, not turning around to see who had just entered. Paris was not interesting in seeing two horny teenagers get it on. Just then his quiet moment was ruined, all he wanted to do was have a few seconds to himself but he could not even have that. Pulling his hands out of his pockets, he ran his fingers through his hair, a small grunted. Standing up from the wall, Paris brushed the dust off his shoulder before turning to make his way to exit the room. What he saw next was something he had not expected to see. “What is she doing here? Paris thought to himself as he stood in place just staring at the girl. His ex-girlfriend was standing there in the very same room he was standing in. “Well, well look who we have here. I have not seen your face around for a while now. One would think that you were actually trying to avoid me. ” he muttered out, a small smirk present on his face. Things could not be any better than it was now.
