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Please don't join in. This is a 1x1 with Misconception, and me, Padam Ponies. Thank You! |
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Name- Makena Brockhood Gender- Female Age- 17 Looks- Makena has dark, straight hair, with blonde tints at the scalp, and the ends. She normally has her hair down, unless she feels like she wants her hair in a messy bun, or a high ponytail. Her face has a few freckles here and there, and her skin is rather clear and smooth. Makena's face is narrow, but is also very defiant, her eyes being a shade of light green, and some light blue. Her skin is really tan, and also really smooth and clear. She stands around 5'2, which is sort of short for her age. Makena normally wears soft crop tops, that are almost always light colored, and very colorful. Personality- Makena is an all around funny, giggly person, that is always up for a challenge. She loves being herself, and never thinks to change anything about her. She's always making people laugh, even if she doesn't exactly mean to make a joke. She has a rather hard time when it comes to being bullied, but she makes up for that slight flaw with her charm, and never being hesitant. She has always been a rather flirty teen, and has always liked to hang out with her crush. She is rather focused more on friends and boys then her school work, and her grades. Likes- -Hanging With Friends -Talking -Flirting Dislikes- -Having To Avoid Bullies -Her Teachers -Bullies In General Other?- Nothing Really. ... |
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Edited at May 28, 2020 01:19 PM by Blue Creek Stud
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Name: Maverick Jones Gender:male Age:17 Looks:Tall and atheltic but with a slimmer build,he has dark hair and dull blue eyes and a spattering of freckles,his jaw line is set and square his skin is a warm color and also has freckles,he usually wears ripped jeans with a flanned plaid shirt with buttons that he doesn't always bother to do all the way up with a jacket over top Personality: in RP Likes:running and swimming are some of his favourite things but he also loves singing Dislikes:liars Other : no one knows he likes singing |
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Who do you want to start? |
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Sure! -------- Makena yawned as her alarm went off. She never liked mornings, even if they were mornings she got to sleep in. "Why do I have to go to school..." She muttered, slapping her alarm's button ' Snooze ', she sat up and stretched. Her gaze traveled to the clock as she check the time, "7:15, I have about 45 minutes..." Makena sighed, struggling to her feet and walking towards her small closet with her clothes, shoes, and accesories. "What to wear?" She mumbled, glancing around at all her crop tops and pants. Sighing, she grabbed a cotton crop top that read ' Back Off, This Girl Ain't Playing ', and was a dark shade of blue. Then, she decided to wear some white skinny jeans with some rips on the knees. "These will do, I guess." Her voice was a bit scratchy, but she ignored it, and got dressed. . Makena walked out of her closet, and ran downstairs to get her breakfast. "Ma! Have you made something to eat?" She hollered from the front door, sliding on her black shoes and grabbing her car keys. Makena's dad had bought her a nice hard-top Jeep for her birthday last year, and she loved it. "I've got some pancakes in the microwave for you!" Her mother hollered back from her bathroom where she applying a bunch of make up as usual. Yawning, she walked into the kitchen and opened the microwave, grabbing the pancakes and then closing the microwave. . "Alright! I'm gonna head to school!" Makena yelled from the doorway, grabbing her backpack and then kissing her little sister on the head. "Bye sissy..!" Her little sister smiled, walking back to the kitchen where she sat down and kept eating her pancakes. "Bye Honey!" Makena's mother answered, kissing Makena on the forhead and closing the door behind her. Makena jumped into the driver's seat, and starting her Jeep. |
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Maverick wasn't a priveleged kid and had to work on the weekends and after school to help out his dad, he was already at school and tossing around a rugby ball with his friends, he was wearing a flannel shirt, black with well fitting sleeves and a button up front, he was wearing regular jeans, ripped and a jacket, his dark hair covering his eyes as he ran and dived to catch the ball . Rick didn't have many friends but he was popular enough to have a few girls like him and to fit in almost anywhere, he rolled his eyes setting the rich girl pull up in her jeep car . "Guys I gotta go" he shrugged walking of hands in his pocket |
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(Sorry I didn't answer sooner, I kept taking too long to type because I had to do stuff in between that it automatically logged me out -w-) . Makena sighed as she turned off her car and put her car keys in her backpacks side pocket. She swung her backpack on her back, and got out of her Jeep, slamming the driver's door behind her before she started to walk towards the school's front doors, her gaze low. She felt everyone staring, their gazes going from her expensive Jeep, to her, and back to her Jeep. . Makena trudged her way up a set of stairs, and down a hallway full of lockers until she got to her locker. She glanced around before swinging her backpack off, and unlocking her locker. Surprised, she quickly turned around as she heard her Jeep keys fly across the slick floor. Makena looked around, and then went to grab her keys. Just before she reached for them, a hand swept by and grasped them before her. Her gaze shifted as she stood and glared at whoever had picked up her keys. . When Makena looked up, she locked gazes with her grade school bully, Travis. Travis smirked and jingled her Jeep keys in front of Makena's face, "You want your expensive Jeep keys back, Rich Girl?" Travis sneered, raising the hand with her keys higher in the air. "Travis! I don't have time for this! Give them back!" Makena said, reaching for her keys. Travis raised his hand higher, chuckling before looking around to his friends who had started to gather around. "Who thinks the Rich Girl can just buy a new car?" Travis boomed to the gathering people, his face smug with a sly smile across it. |
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Rick was in the crowd and as much as he wasn't a fan of this girl he didn't wish anything bad for her,he couldn't since though she was rich she was a nice person and her ego wasn't effected by it,the problem with Maverivk was you couldn't exactly miss him in a group,he was the tallest boy at the school and this was both the source of respect and taunting,he rolled his eyes and pushed through the people stepping between Travis and Makena . he was earning some odd looks from the crowd as he made his way there his foot steps echoing in the now silent hallway, but didn't care he just glared at Travis his blue eyes cold and indifferent "I suggest you give those keys back to her before I put my fist through your face,got it?" Mav wasn't the kind off person to lie and the whole school knew this as a fact,murmurs started,some exited and others nervous on the topic of what would happen if he actually did punch the other boy,he waited for Travis to react on his words . Maverick's mind was racing with thoughts like why are you helping HER and that he should've stayed out of it but his face remained calm as he loomed over the bully his eyes unwavering and unblinking . (it's okay! sorry if my replys are short) |
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