ross, scarlett kayne

[``scarlett kayne ross!]

`go shake it Scar !
`"...".

[/b] ameh
age; 15 candles on my cake
rp experience;3, 4 years tops
how you found us; You advrtised on roseate spires
contact; [e-mail]
OR
pm
other charries;none as of today
other; I kick arse ;3
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`where the hell is my chiffon.
`i can't seem to get myself into motion.

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Scarlett Kayne Ross
but it's okay everyone calls me;
Scar even though I dont really like it :P
i popped outta my mom's b.ajingo; march 27
actually i'm some sort of; aries
this place was such a s.hit hole;Green Wood Bay, NJ
ah, so like paradisefor me; Green Wood Bay, NJ
i don't look it but i'm actually; American
it's just the way the wind blows; straight
baddest b.itch all up and through here;
third year; computer programing; n/a
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`designers, look out for andrae.
`tim gunn and andrae at the red lobster.

[/b] page, ellen
you know i could just swim in those; chocolate brown
does the carpet match the drapes; brown
i wish i could lose like three pounds; 110
she looks like a freakin giraffe; 5' 2"
and then i got one on my a.ss; ears only
they always seem to notice my;
constent blush

you'll never see me without my;
Scarlett Isn't one to really stand out. She doesn't like to make a scene and have people staring at her and that reflects in her fashion choices. SHe doesn't wear things that stand out, nor does she wear ugy things that make her talked about. She just prefers to be invisable for her high school life and take little chances for people to remember her by. Her hair is never colored but always washed and brushed free of knots. She's just ... normal and no matter hoe much she hates it she cant seem to change.
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`it's a m0.therfu.cking walk off.
`looks like barefoot appalachain lil' abner barbie.

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+boys
+myspace
+sharpies
+rainy days//nighttime
+makeup
+hair dye
+emo//scene style
+being different
+bright colors
+black
+music
+writing songs
+writing stories
+her friends
+Hot Topic
+skate shoes
+flats
+skulls
+ghettoblasters
+being loud [voice/music]

i'm about to get wickety-wack all over;
-liars
-fakes
-not being able to go out
-people thinking she is crazy
-her shyness
-gossip
-sunny days
-preps
-sunburn
-waking up early
-her parents, mainly her father
-country music
-snakes
-being told what to do
-being put down
-arrogant people
-having OCD
-ignorance


it's like my signature kinda thing;
Common sense
Brains
Loyal Friend
Loves music
Very protective
Reading
Homework
School


oh god not this again, i so suck;
Accident Prone
Easy to be embarassed
Stubborn
Once you lose her trust, it's hard to regain it.
Smooth Talking guys
Caring too much
She has OCD
Is in therapy
Used to cut
Doesn't trust easily

it's like children of the corn but worse;
Rejection
Being Alone
Snakes
Being Forgotten
Someone hurting her
Losing anyone close to her
Failing a class
you know one day i'm going to;
Fall in love
Break the shyness
Get some Corage
it's just this weird innate thing;
When standing still, she tends to lift herself to her tip-toes repeatedly.
Tapping her toes to a beat in her head
Dancing whenever she hears music, unknowingly of course.

some things just make me scream;
Kind
Caring
Loyal
Honest
Loving
Quick-witted
Good listener
Daniels<3

that is the most digusting thing ever;
ignorance
stuck up
drama queen


you best remember this b.itch;
secretive
Scarlett is quite secretive, but can you blame her? The girl doesn’t like telling people or talking about her past, which is why not many of her friends know. Only one does, and he leaves the subject alone. Bringing it up would make Scarlett remember, and that’s the last thing she wants. It makes her think of her brother, and that makes her a bit depressed. Besides that, she firmly believes in the “mind your own business” motto, at least when it comes to serious matters. Small things, like “Who were you on the phone with?” or “What were you up to?” don’t bother her much, but when people ask for the full story and give their opinion in a fight where it doesn’t count, she gets a bit aggravated.
untrusting/guarded
With a past like hers, the girl is most definitely not eager to trust people. It isn’t very easy for her either, especially with adults. Though she doesn’t trust anyone quickly, Scarlett is more likely to trust a girl before a boy, simply because the reason her past was so messed up was because of a man. Not all people are like that, which she knows, but it is still a bit hard for her to think people are nice and care for her genuinely. The teen is afraid her past will repeat itself, and she would rather isolate herself from people who she doesn’t like very much. Yes, that does mean not giving some people the chance to talk to her they deserve.
caring
Even though people have given her reason not to be nice or care much, she does. Scarlett doesn’t believe anyone should be ignored or mistreated. It is simply unfair and unloving. Everyone deserves to be loved, in her opinion, and it shouldn’t be any other way. People are all equal, and being treated otherwise isn’t right unless it has been warranted by certain behavior. People who are criminals that have murdered people, beaten people, and other such crimes don’t deserve the type of caring and kindness others do. To her, this even applies to animals, though many do not see them as humans or equals.
wary
The girl is quite unsure when it comes to things dangerous and crazy. If her friends want to hop a fence or cause some trouble somewhere, Scarlett will think more than twice about it. Her life is sorting out good, and she wants to get as much out of it as she can. The only thing she is sure about is her daily schedule and little habits she has established. If a friend wants to try something new, such as causing a huge fuss in the movies or playing around in a store, Scarlett will be more likely to not do it. She doesn’t want to get in too much trouble for a stupid act that could possibly make her look like a bad kid.
smart
She has always been an exceptional student in school. Though her troubles at home were well under effect, as a child she paid attention in class and had a great memory. Her report card always reflected this, stating she was getting straight A’s, even to this day. Scarlett has never failed a class, not even a test. She is always on time to school, and her teachers love her. Her best subject is math. It’s almost as if she has a calculator in her head she does the work so fast. Numbers are simple for her, and many of her friends come to her for homework help.
pessimistic
Scarlett just doesn’t think most things will turn out well. She expects the worst in all situations, and doesn’t get her hopes up. It is just how she’s come to be, and most people have come to expect it out of her. She is optimistic in some situations, but just mainly pessimistic. She isn’t terribly bad though, as she doesn’t think everything will end in the worst possible way. Just a bad way is what she thinks, and it usually doesn’t happen though. It doesn’t change her though she’s been through it many times.
Nice
This girl is the kind of nice most people are. Scarlett is a generally kind and considerate person. Her friends mean a lot to her, and never will they get an attitude from her unless they’ve done something to her. Strangers are given the respect they deserve, as are others she encounters. People are just all equal, and she tries to exhibit that idea as much as possible. If others aren’t nice to her though, they will get that right back, and it may come as a shock to them. The girl seems like someone who wouldn’t act rude towards someone she just met, but she will if needed.
Loyal
Scarlett is extremely loyal to the people she likes. Friends are treated like her everything, always coming first. She doesn’t have much family, but the family she does have [her grandparents] is treated like her everything, coming before all. Boyfriends aren’t very plentiful for her, but she will not cheat, nor will she treat them unjustly. Sometimes this leads to her getting taken advantage of when it comes to hanging out with people, but she has yet to change.
Animal lover
Scarlett is very much a lover of animals. She is vegetarian, speaks out against the harm of animals, and doesn’t use products that have been tested on animals. The girl owns quite a few pets herself, seeing as she can’t stand to watch a poor animal suffer in a shelter. More often than not though, you can find her nursing a homeless animal back to health before finding a suitable home for it. Her grandparents supported her 100%, and gave her the extra room in the house for such activities.
Musical
Since she was little, music has always been important to the girl. Her guitar is one of the things that keep’s her alive. Writing music is another hobby, and she is always listening to it. Scarlett has been to a good amount of shows, many for bands most people haven’t heard of. She prefers to listen to that music, as they tend not to be sellouts. Bands that sell out make her mad.
OCD
Yes, she has OCD. It isn't very bad though. Small things upset her, and she can usually calm herself down when she has an 'episode'. They aren't crazy though, so you can barely call them episodes. Really just like a bother that she gets a little worked up about. The things that bother her the most are usually where certain things are and if she’s on time. If she says she’s going to be somewhere at a certain time, expect her there, at most, five minutes later than that time. And her room is set up a certain way, her bed in the spot she needs it and other small things in there ‘right’ spots.
Shy and outgoing
Scarlett is very outgoing, but also pretty shy. When she first meets you, it’s more likely she won’t talk, and it will take some time for her to get used to you. The only exception is when she’s with a group of her friends she’s already used to. Once she gets used to you though, she will act like her weird and random self. You’ll always have a smile on your face, and will laugh often. The girl also likes to have serious conversations with her friends, bringing up serious issues in the world.
Mean
If you are her enemy, or someone she just dislikes, she will be probably be mean. Plain and simple. You will be treated like nothing. It isn’t always fair, but most who get the attitude did something to make her mad. Scarlett is very big on the being treated fair thing, so if you do get the treatment, you really truly deserve it. Sometimes, you don’t get it and you deserve it. She is pretty good when it comes to taking people too seriously, so the girl doesn’t get overly mad easy.
Fake
No, not the kind you’re probably thinking. Not the kind you expect from the preppy girls at school. Scarlett is fake in the way that she always acts like there hasn’t been and isn’t anything wrong. Really, her smiles are often fake, and she’s always hurting inside. Her brother is on her mind a lot, and so is the pain she put herself through. The only ones who can really tell when this is bothering her a lot is her grandparents and her very close friends, though most don’t know of her whole past.


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`lighten up it's just fashion.
`daniel, you're almost completely on the floor.

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Genvieve Madden; 39; Business woman
Marcus Ross; 39; Unemployed; Jailed

it's cause you were dropped as a child;
Aiden Beckett; deceased
that's what i'll look like when i'm old;
She alway called her grandpa popeye
and her grandma mamma olive
you know the different kind of uncle;
N/a
and the one that looks like a rat;
N/a
pretty freakin sure we're not related;
N/a
yea they used to eat my shoelaces;
Midnight; Buddy; Max

it's like hell but only faster;
On March 27 in the year of 1991, a small female infant was born. Right away, it was obvious she was different than the rest. Unlike her light haired, tan skinned parents, she was graced with pallid skin and dark hair. There was no doubting Scarlett was theirs though, as her face held the same beautiful brown eyes and soft features seen on the face of her mother. The couple was very joyous to have another healthy child in their family. One boy and one girl, their family was perfect. They lived in a nice home in a nice area. What could go wrong? ‘Nothing’ was what they believed the answer to be. Well, nothing is perfect for very long.

As the children got older, the family began to truly show what it was. The mother was overworked, rarely making an appearance at home unless it was to sleep. Business trips were plentiful, and she wasn’t the only one who didn’t live for the family. The father began drinking heavily, often drunk by the time the kids got home from school. He was unemployed, which gave him much time to do nothing. So, all he did was criticize his kids and make them do things for him. Within a year, they had grown accustomed to what was expected of them, and the kinds of consequences brought along by refusing. Though Scarlett and Ayden were no older than the age of ten years old, they had been beaten before. Their mother knew not of what was going on, as she was too busy with her job and the affair she was having. No one knew of this either, and even the father was completely clueless. He had been getting his fantasies fulfilled other ways though, and he almost always had someone there during the day while the kids were at school. Never the same woman twice though, and neighbors had started to notice this. When they mentioned it though, he had always changed the subject, not wanting it to fall upon the ears of his children. It was none of their business. Of course, the women he brought home were quite expensive, and the family’s bank account slowly emptied. He was spending quicker than it could be filled, and they soon had to move. Not out of the town though. It was rather inexpensive to live in Greenwood Bay, so the man refused to leave.

The Ross’s moved when Scarlett was ten and Ayden was twelve. This was also the time their mother decided to sever the ties with the rotten man whom she had married. The woman ran off, leaving the children behind with him. The two years after the move weren’t so bad, as the children’s guardian got a job, supporting them while still getting drunk off his ass every night. There was one day he had off each week, and that was when his old habits came alive. Ayden had realized what was going on over time, but Scarlett was oblivious to it all. That was, until she witnesses it firsthand. Due to snow, a half-day was called at school. Ayden decided to go to a friend’s house, so twelve-year-old Scarlett went home by herself. As she opened the door and made her way to her room, noises were heard down the hall. They weren’t completely audible, so her tiny frame wandered down the hall out of curiosity. By now, the girl obviously knew what sex was, and basically knew what a prostitute was. Her eyes saw what was going on in the room and she was utterly shocked that her father was doing that. The girl gasped loudly, and her father just so happened to hear her. The man looked at the small girl standing in the doorway, rage filling his eyes. Nothing was done then except for the woman being paid and showed out, but after that, it was hell. Sitting in her room alone, music flowed from a guitar, song lyrics following. When his footsteps were heard though, Scarlett put the guitar down and waited for him to come in. Bursting through the door, he spoke to the young girl through clenched teeth. He cursed at her, calling her names and saying how rude and stupid she was. His words alone made her cry, but that wasn’t enough for him. He struck the girl, pushing her to the floor. He beat her, knocking her unconscious for a few hours. When Ayden returned home though, he realized what had happened. He slept in his sister’s bed that night, for fear the man they lived with would try the same thing again.

It didn’t happen again though. The boy felt his sister was safe with the man again, but not as safe as he had once thought. Oftentimes he took his sister out with him. They were both fourteen and sixteen, and realized their father had stopped with the drinking and the prostitution. He seemed much more miserable though, but they both figured he was getting better. That was false. Going out one night to quickly pick something up, Ayden had left his sister alone with the man, who, unbeknownst to them, had been drinking all day. Like before, Scarlett was sitting on her bed, playing music she had written. He stormed into her room again, this time with something else in his eyes. The man was as drunk as he used to get, and Scarlett was afraid. Setting the guitar on the floor at the end of her bed, she looked at her father and asked him what was wrong. He did not seem right, and it had been so long since he had given them problems that the girl almost forgot he was like that. It was still in him though, along with another feeling. Rushing towards the girl, he knocked her onto the bed, his hands touching every curve of her body. She tried to scream, but his hand was tightly over her mouth as he did what he wanted to her. Finally returning home with the needed supplies, Ayden found the house to be seemingly empty. But he knew better, as he heard a faint noise. Dropping what he had, the teenager ran to where it was coming from, flinging the door open to find the awful scene. He yelled, trying to pull his father off of her and hitting him. The man stood up, punching the boy until he was on the floor bleeding. That was when he gathered what was his and left, leaving the girl crying and the boy on the floor. Ayden moved as quickly as he could to get to the side of his sister, who had already gotten mostly dressed, sobbing uncontrollably. He hugged her, telling her he would notify the police and things would work out fine. They didn’t though, as he never got to tell anyone.

The two fell asleep in her room, thinking the worst was most definitely over. Sadly, it wasn’t. Still intoxicated, their father stumbled into the room, mumbling to himself. The boy, being closest to the door, woke up first and quickly stood. A yelling match began as the brother protected his sister, worried for her. A few minutes in, Scarlett finally woke up, confused and alarmed. The girl sat up in bed just in time to see her father pull out a knife, which he stuck into Ayden’s heart as he laughed. The sixteen year old fell to the ground while the adult walked out, still laughing. Scarlett screamed, getting to her brother’s side as fast as she could. As the girl cried, her body clung to his, soaking her shirt in blood and tears. Then, a few hours later, after the father had sobered up, the police were called and arrived. He told them someone had broken into the house at night, making no sound that they heard. Ayden had been killed, and Scarlett found him that morning when she awoke. It killed the girl to have to go along with the lie. That was what everyone believed to have happened, and no one suspected anything. Life became horrible for the poor girl after that, her father continuing the acts he had that night whenever he pleased. Scarlett slowly began to hate herself, wishing it were her who had died rather than Ayden. This led to her bout with depression, leading her to cut herself. It was her only relief from the horrors in the world for her. When she was sixteen though, the girl had had enough. One night, after her father had done what he wanted, the girl called the police. They were there within minutes, and the horrible man was arrested. This also led to her scars being found, and, along with moving into her grandparent’s house, therapy started for her.

She was thankful to her grandparents for letting her stay there, she really was. She just hated it so much though. They were hardly ever around, turns out they were loaded and just didn’t want to help out their deadbeat son in his life. The girl was going crazy there; she needed to get away from the memories of her past. So one day she sat down with her grandparents. They talked it over and soon Scarlett was on her way to Darmon Academy. She’s been here for three years now, had friends and heartbreak. She’s learning computer programming, she always was good a math. Her third year is starting, now though. Can she last one more ?

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`i'm not your usual uncle nick.
`look at my wickety-wack trim. i mean, really.

[/b] sunset horizon
i don't know what it means, something with; 3rd; computer programing
it's six am in the morning middle of winter;
secrets
-her father raped her
-is still a bit depressed
-she saw her father kill her brother
you must be smelling your own crotch;

Oct 11, 2008 20:09:57 GMT -5 @sholtokyanglass said:

Sit back, i'll take you for a ride
to anyplace where you decide
keep holding on and don't let go too quickly
knocked down, your lying on the floor
ooh shit, i'm coming back for more
what can you do, where can you hide
for safety

The cold, crisp breeze of the wind from the bay blew lightly, whisking the leaves of near by bushes and the water on the shoreline crashed into the sand. Full moon. The perfect night for someone like Sholto. He sniffled at himself, twisting his full lips with his metal rings adjusting themselves. His snack, or victem, was lying dead a few meters away from him, now cold and lifeless. Reality was harsh, and that's the way Sholto liked it. He wiped of his mouth, knowing that he made a mess on his face. The night was still young, the moon hardly up in the sky. Sholto Would like to stay around and hopfuly catch another snack but he had importent matters to tend to.

The salty air of the sea filled up his lungs as he started back towards the school. Quite often, if not all the time, he sat around the beach, alone by himself, and the same time of night, watching, as if waiting for something to happen. Sholto, from far away, you would think that he was waiting for something to pop out of the ocean for him. But it was never like that. He just sat and sat all night long, until he got sick of sitting in the cold sand and soon gets himself up for a snack of some sort. Sholto wrinkled his nose. The salt tingled his lungs. Adjusting himself slightly, he reached his hand into his tight back jean pocket and removed a fresh new pack of cigarettes and a lighter. Hey, you only live once... or in Sholto's case.. yeah. He covered the lighter with his hand, making sure it won't blow out from the wind he made from walking so quickly, and clicked. The fire quickly burned its way out and Sholto lit his cigarette, the nicotine filled smoke collapsed into his lungs.

He got to the school, not giving a damn if someone caught him smoking on school grounds. The smoke escaped his parted lips and though his nose a bit. There was no life in his eyes as he looked up at the bright starry sky, not a hint. It'd be once in a lifetime to ever see Sholto give a damn, or to care, or to feel any emotion for any other person. It was just impossible, you could say. Sholto took another heavy drag of his lit cancer stick, and blew out slowly, the smog fogging up his vision to the stars. He blew hard, and he could see the bright sky again. For a few moments, he didn't breath, didn't move and didn't open his eyes. He stood there for a long time, breathless. In a way, he looked dead, considering he was so pale and still. His mind and face was peaceful. Not a care in the world.

Well almost, if there was one thing sholto didn't want to miss out on it was the oppertunity for a good fucking. He smiled and threw the cigarette in to the ground smashing down on it with his foot. Sholto wouldn't usally leave the beach for anything but geting laied was one of the top prioroties on Sholto's list anytime of the day. He quickly made his way to the sex ed room about sixty seconds after his new meat got there. " Ah Miss Vasiliki yes Im here" Sholto smiled in a way that you could almost see the devious look his eye's didn't have. "Please Exuse me If I left you waiting. I had some... matters I need to attend to. Now If you would please sit down we can get this matter over and done with as quickly as possible." Yah right. Smiling again, Sholto shut the door and locked it with out making a sound, his hand extended and directed to a chair set up by the teaches desk. He gracfuly made his way to the chair behind the desk siting down once he got there.

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