casey leigh mason. [not finished]

[lindsey]

behind the c h a r a c t e r ;;

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N A M E ;; lindsey
A G E ;; fifteen
otherC H A R A C T E R S ;; none.
rpE X P E R I E N C E ;; two years or so.
where did you hear about us? ;; advertisement on other site.
rpS A M P L E ;;
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Carly hurried down the halls without much trouble.Everyone had already gone to class,and she was practically sprinting toward her classroom,wanting to get there before the bell rang.She did not want to be tardy.She'd been tardy twice already this week and if once wasn't bad enough,then three times was.By now,she was so close she could see the door and all she had to door was practically leap a few more steps,and she'd get there before the bell.But..of course,she wasn't that lucky.Apparently,she had forgotten to tie her sneakers this morning and her right foot had stepped on the shoe lace to the left,and she fell flat on her face,dropping her stuff.At that very moment,the bell's shrill sound rang through the halls,and her non-tardy record had been shot for good.She gather up her stuff on the floor,slower now since she knew she was screwed.A pout was etched on her face as she stood up.She wiped her jeans off and walked the rest of the way toward her class.She opened the door,and stepped inside.

The very first thing she saw? Her over 6' foot teacher's chest.She blinked and looked up."Ms. Van Dhort.Late again,I see.Don't make this a habit."He said,turning around and sitting down at his desk.She noticed him scribbling something on a piece of paper,as she went to hurriedly sit at some random open table.She didn't even bother looking at who was currently sitting next to her,she just kept her head down and mumbled random curses and words.She tended to do that.After tyeing her shoes so that didn't happen again,she furiously scribbled absolutely nothing whatsoever on a piece of random notebook paper.She was angry at herself for being late,again.She just wanted to hit herself upside the head at this very moment.She took note,very quickly that whoever was sitting next to her had an amazing scent,and it was just strong enough to smell it from her position beside them,but not overwhelmingly strong.She could tell it was a guy.You could have her smell almost any popular name brand cologne and she could identify it.What? She liked how guys smelled.She sat there,face down onto the desk,wondering who this amazing scent was coming from.

about the c h a r a c t e r ;;

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fullN A M E ;; casey leigh mason
nickN A M E(S) ;; case,space case is her most common one.
A G E ;; fifteen
vampireOR H U M A N? ;; human
G R A D E ;; sophomore
schoolAND s p o r t ;; Coldwater High && Art Club
B I R T H D A Y ;; october 11
sexualO R I E N T A T I O N ;; bisexual

p e r s o n a l i t y ;;

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generalP E R S O N A L I T Y ;;
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L I K E S ;;

• drawing/sketching
  
• random dancing
  
• quiet,dark spaces
  
• reading
  
• sarcasm
  

D I S L I K E S ;;

• most of the male species.
  
• too much makeup
  
• sports
  
• perminent markers
  
• the fact that dinosaurs have ever existed.
  

S T R E N G T H S ;;

• abstract art
  
• pissing people off
  
• books
  

F L A W S ;;

• sometimes too sarcastic
  
• dosen't care about looks very much(could be good or bad?)
  
• sloppy
  

h i s t o r y ;;

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homeT O W N ;; Coldwater, Michigan
P A R E N T S ;;

• m o t h e r -- christina mason - hair stylist
  
• f a t h e r -- mark mason - artist
  

S I B L I N G S ;;
b r o t h e r -- riley mason
P E T S ;; none.
personalH I S T O R Y ;;
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ap p p e a r a n c e ;;

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H A I R ;; brunette,little below shoulder length
E Y E S ;; light brown/hazel
W E I G H T ;; 119
H E I G H T ;; 5'4
T A T T O O S ;; none.
P I E R C I N G S ;; none.
anythingE L S E ;; nope.
playB Y ;; ellen page
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