Post by -- olivia bree trenton on Aug 13, 2009 21:37:25 GMT -5
OLIVIA BREE TRENTON
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and she's dancing
dancing on the dancefloor
because all she has to do, is dance
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HEY THERE. THE NAME IS ashy, AND I AM 18.
I'VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR ABOUT seven years
AND MY OTHER CHARACTERSWOULD BE riley michaels, . I WANT MY CUSTOM MEMBER TITLE TO SAY shes dancing on the dance floor OH, BY THE WAY, I READ THE RULES. WANT PROOF?
THE CODE WORD IS everything's fine as long as i'm getting thinner
- - - - nicknames, olly, olli, o, trenton!
- - - - gender, female
- - - - sexuality, straight
- - - - occupation, n/a
- - - - wealth class, wealthy
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- - - - eyes, brown
- - - - hair, black
- - - - built, thin framed
- - - - weight, 100
- - - - height, 5’2
- - - - fashion sense, her very own style
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- - - - loathes, wimpy guys, winey girls, break ups, the word combination its over, its me not you bit, star trek, talk of morbidity, death, fire, former-relationships, promise rings, divorce
- - - - strenghts, Her Australian Accent, Modeling, Reading, Talking, Her Beautiful Smile, Her Personality, Kissing
- - - - weaknesses, Death, Talking About Her Family, Swimming, Her Temper, Sharks
- - - - dreams, make it to broadway or even so you think you can dance.
- - - - fears, falling off stage, making a fool of herself, saying something stupid, hurting someone with what she’s said, betrayal
- - - - grade, sophomore
- - - - overall personality,
This girl is nothing if not the complete opposite of her wild, energetic brother. Everything that he is, she isn’t. While Oliver is energetic, always looking for something fun to do, Olivia is more reserved, quiet and shy. She is very unlikely to break the rules, and loves to make lists to help herself keep organized. She is what her brother, never expected to find in a younger sibling, he had hoped for someone more like him, sporty, energetic, someone who loves to have fun, when its been quite obvious that Olivia doesn’t really understand that topic to simply have fun that is. Her life is organized to every detail, making it hard to break threw the barriers, to actually go beyond, the simple fact that’s she might not be having fun, if she didn’t break free once in awhile.
While her family are known to have great people skills, but out of her comfort zone, Olivia is lost. She tends to shy away from human contact, in the fear that she might seem silly or stupid. With people that she knows, she opens up, she’s full of energy and lively, much like when she’s dancing, or modeling, when she’s in those worlds, their all her own, and she never has to worry. That the fact that she has her own world, where she can be just Olivia. It makes so much of a difference. The mere thought of having that freedom, is something that makes her feel so much better. Its like she can finally be Olivia, a world where she has no worries, no schedules and she can, just dance.[/ul][/ul]
- - - - family,
taylor james trenton
dallas marie trenton
-- oliver mathew trenton
- - - - pets, none
- - - - overall history,
Sure it was always hard to cope with the life of having a older wild more enthusiastic brother. Sure it was even hard, to have parents that seemed to care and worry about what they should do with him, that they never really worried about their sweet innocent shy little girl. You could almost say that they didn’t worry at all, what was there to worry about a girl who went to her dance classes, stuck to school and never followed boys like a generic young girl who should be totally and incoherently interested in the lives of boys, okay, so she really did like guys, she was just shy. Guys only liked shy girls, because they were fun to pick on. Okay maybe not all the time, but that was the generic. So how did she get this way? What made her life the way that it is, what is the life and times of Olivia Bree Trenton anyways?
So this girl, was conceived.. Okay maybe we won’t go that far back, because its highly irrelevant, it was probably not the best visual. So my, beginning time of it, was okay. I can easily say that my mothers pregnancy had to be better than her one with Oliver, he was such a trouble child. I was such a angel as my mother used to tell me, for the longest time she didn’t know she was pregnant again, because I guess I never moved or whatever, its not really all that important, for me to go threw these details, we didn’t have this huge family scandal, nor did we have this terrible issue with my mothers pregnancy, all that happened was at nine months and YAY! The birth of beautiful brown eyed Olivia Bree Trenton. Its such a fantastic story isn’t it? Not really.
I had a somewhat normal growing up, you know beside having a brother like Oliver who was constantly there, in your face, the energizer bunny of the world, or so it seemed like that, it was always a pain, it was like he had A.D.D or something. Always full of energy, always wanting to do something with himself and asking if I wanted to tag along, okay so I didn’t mind hanging out with him, not at all, but sometimes it was just hard to compete with him, in any way possible when he’s Oliver. So eventually I tried to avoid spending too much time with him, its not because I didn’t love him as my brother, but because I couldn’t deal with his constantly turned on personality. To escape, I had asked my mother to place me into dancing classes, she did mostly because she wanted to see her pretty little girl become the wonderful graceful swan of the lake. Turns out, I turned out to be swan number 13, in Swan Lake, not exactly what I was looking for in my first year, but I supposed I would have to work harder, and that I had to prove to everyone I was a force on the dance floor. Which I did.
In my second year of dancing, I was the Swan of Swan Lake. It was probably one of the best moments in my life. Yet, not quite yet. My mother and father, weren’t there to see me, I was slightly devastated, I had worked so hard for this, only to have them, not be there for me. Even if I didn’t have my parents, the only person that was there for me, was my brother. He seemed to be there, no matter what, it was his un-natural duty that he felt compelled to do for me. I will always thank him for being there during those times, when I danced on the stage, knowing that my parents couldn’t be there. Oliver, was the person who was my hero.
So sure I was slightly scorned that my parents weren’t really all that interested in what I did with my life. Okay it was actually earth shattering to realize how much they really didn’t care about me, and how much they cared about what Oliver did. It was on the verge of obsessed, how much they wanted to know about what he did with himself. Yet, I got more into dancing, to try and cope with my misleading family. Though I wanted more, so I joined modeling when I joined high school. It was just another thing, to get away from my family, it was something that I could love and prove that I had what it takes that I could go the distance, and maybe get my parents to notice me. It didn’t help, you think that if your daughter was strutting down a cat-walk with very little clothing, in six inch heels would get you noticed. Okay so my shy life was hard to believe, well to Oliver and my cousin Riley. I am shy, very horrifically shy in public places, on the stage, I am a whole new person, when I am back stage, I, freeze, I go into a world where I am not what I used to be. I am, timid and not talkative, to a point that, many feel that I am a snob, or where I am a bitch. Sad that people think of that of me. Though I suppose, if that’s what they feel like, my friends, the people who work with me, the people that I dance with. Its like everyone is against me.
When Oliver left again to head to Canada, and I heard rumors that my aunt and uncle would take Riley home, I knew that Oliver didn’t have anyone to take care of him, no one to be there for him, and watch out for him. Sure he’s my older brother he’s able to do that sort of thing on his own. Yet he needs someone to watch out for him when someone else couldn’t. If Riley wasn’t there, then, what hope did he have, to make it in Canada? So I ran away from home. I knew that he would need my help, that I could keep him out of trouble. That and.. I needed away from home. I got involved in, a guy. Yet.. We don’t need to get into it. Now I’m in Castor, Canada, to try and help my brother, and to get away from what I left behind. Start a new life, in Castor for my dancing and my modeling.
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