- lennox xenophilia winchester. - seventeen years of age and proud of it. - faye truly has the ideal life: she has two loving parents, a house over her head, and a career ahead of herself. she has good grades, she's in the drama department, and she dances at her studio with senior company; truly, she has everything and yet she wants more. she's never been in a relationship, which is surprising but people generally don't like her in that way (and if they do, they never voice it). she's only kissed someone once and it was a dare in sixth grade at a party, but it was all of half a second so she doesn't really count that. she's pretty innocent and generally a fun person to be around, but she can also be awkward and comes off as standoffish to people who don't know her (since she's actually very shy). she's not open about her personal life, but she's pretty open to new people and opportunities, and very trustworthy. however, she isn't trusting and that is where she loses majority of the people that leave her: she never gives as much as she recieves in means of personal information. - dancing around her bedroom in her pajamas, vanilla scented anythings, and rainy weather. - the beach, singing in front of people or doing anything in front of people for that matter, and people who look like oompa-loompas. - once i am accepted i will make a plotting set and the tumblr. :)
[ @underwaterprincess-xo & @sincerelyisabella changed her name ~ ]
I AM SO NERVOUS AIUFHIERIADGER. DANCE TRYOUTS ARE NEXT WEEK AND VARSITY IS ONE BIG TEAM RATHER THAN TWO NEXT YEAR AND I JUST I AM REALLY NERVOUS BC I WANT TO MAKE VARSITY SO BAD AND THEN I HAVE AUDITIONS TOMORROW FOR ONE ACT AND LARGE GROUP MUSICAL FOR MY COMP THEATRE CLASS AND THAT'S MAKING ME NERVOUS
x zayn javaad malik. x ~his bio isn't on the set :o~ x ~the rest will be done when i see his bio so i know what kind of person he is cx~ x likes x dislikes x how they feel about going back to school
x taylor alison swift. x taylor is very shy, and extremely sweet, and his completely in love with cory. the problem is, she’s been friends with benefits with zac for the longest time and doesn’t know how to get out of it. she seems to be in love with the both of them. x she has struggled with eating disorders in the past, lives in a verbally abusive household, cannot wait to graduate, is generally dancing in her free time if she isn't finishing her AP homework, and is a very trustworthy person though she isn't at all trusting. x dancing, rainy weather, and fitz & the tantrums. x screamo music, people who are generally popular, when you can tell people are wearing a ton of make-up. x she's ready to get her last year of high school out of the way, and is glad that she's doing it right now. she's tired, and hates school but she's also excited for a new competition season and making new memories so it's a bitter-sweet feeling.
"and somehow you left me neglected. we've found our life's been changed.. babe, you lost me."
a yawn slipped out of isabelle's lips as she trudged towards the school's library, brown eyes narrow as she slushed through the puddles. it was still raining, but she didn't particularly care if she got wet: it wasn't a huge deal to her, in all honesty. she was already in a sour enough mood due to the fact she actually had to be tutored in physics, and she was even more irritated with the fact that she had to go to school. learning about napoleon bonaparte wasn't going to help her slay demons, nor would it help her get a job in the future: so what use was her schooling to her? she could add, she could spell, she could speak, and she knew the difference between a dog and a cat.. what else did she really need to know to function? oh right, that was nothing. pushing the door open as her eyes scanned the room, a small frown fell on her lips as she saw the only person she knew to look for smiling brightly and waving a little too enthusiastically. "stiles," she muttered as she walked over to him, greeting him with a forced smile and a nod of recognition, sitting down across from him at the table and slamming her AP physics book down on the mahogany (i'm sorry i had to) table, hearing the librarian shush her loudly and feeling terrible for anyone who sat near where the old woman was located, since everyone knew she spat when she shushed anyone. "so where should i start?" she asked, flipping through the book and looking up at him with a raised eyebrow, waiting expectantly for an answer from the awkward male who sat parallel to her.