Post by KENNEDY LEANNE WRIGHT on Jan 18, 2010 22:50:53 GMT -5
KENNEDY LEANNE WRIGHT
[/font]"MOTHER TEACH ME TO LOVE WITH A PAPER THIN HEART"[/font]
[/center]FULL NAME:Kennedy Leanne Wright
AGE: Twenty-two
MEMBER GROUP: Teacher
GRADE: Teacher !
BIRTH PLACE: Melbourne, AUS
RELIGION: Christian
SEXUALITY: Straight
PLAYBY:Heidi Mightybear
AND IF YOU SWEAR THAT
[/font]" THERE'S NO TRUTH AND WHO CARES, WHY DO YOU SAY IT LIKE YOU'RE RIGHT? "[/font][/center]
Kennedy is a fire cracker. She is sarcastic and has a million come backs off the top of her head. She can be nice if you dig really deep and get to know her. everyone seems to judge her from afar and she really hates being judged. She can probably beat you better than a grown man, though she really isn't extremely violent, just when she needs to be. She actually likes to talk to out more than get violent... though the talking may contain some strong language and name calling.... but never the less, it is talking!
Kennedy really shouldn't be qualified to teach at this school because if her party girl attitude. She has been known to sneak some of the students out of the campus to go party with. She probably wouldn't do any more then that, though. Kennedy resists authority of all sorts. This started at a young age. Her mother would tell her to do something and she would flat up tell them no. She would get punished but that never made Kennedy learn. She will not do anything you ask if she doesn't care about you. Now, getting her to care about you can be a hard or an easy task.
Sucking up to her will not work at all. It's like she has this "I know you're sucking up to me" meter in her head. Just be a real person and she'll be real right back. Kennedy loves sarcasm and sometimes ends up over using it. It gets her into trouble a lot, but that never makes her stop. She still acts like a teenager and she is convinced that no one can make her grow up.
Kennedy had two loving parents in Australia. She was everything that they wanted. A spunky blonde with lots of personality. Kennedy was a perfect little girl until kindergarten. Kennedy started getting in trouble for aggravating kids and starting finishing fights. Kennedy's parents didn't know where they went wrong. They had raised her to be a little lady. From the time she was seven to age 12 she saw a therapist and was diagnosed with a child with a little but of a temper, but that wasn't it. Kennedy was just hyper active and some kids couldn't stand it, so Kennedy fought back in the only way she knew how, which was her her fists.
Kennedy began to develop and rather.... interesting vocabulary at a young age, not really caring what her parents thought or said about her. Getting grounded didn't phase her. She would just sneak out again. But probably the worst thing she ever did was pitch a fit when her mom said she couldn't get snake bites. The sixteen year old called her best friend over and they did it their selves. Her parents went ballistic and demanded that she take it out, but, you guessed it, she didn't. Kennedy started dating a guy when she was sixteen, and she was sure she was in love, but of course, her parents didn't approve.
After a while of this behavior, you guessed it, Kennedy got kicked out. Really, she was waiting for that day. But she was only sixteen and had no where to go. She called some friends and stayed with them until she could make the money to rent her own apartment.
Her and her boyfriend were still going strong when she turned nineteen. After a while, she found out that she was pregnant, and when she told him, he flipped out, blaming this on Kennedy. Later on in the week, he came back an apologized to her and asked her to marry him. Kennedy said yes. She didn't know that the only reason he asked her to marry him was because he didn't want to leave her and the baby, but he was also cheating on Kennedy... with her best friend.
Kennedy walked in on this and went off on her "friend" and Fiance. Kennedy ended up losing her baby from stress. She never forgave herself for that. She moved to America just to get away from everyone, and so far, it has worked.
WHY ARE YOU SCARED TO
[/font]" DREAM OF GOD WHEN IT'S SALVATION THAT YOU WANT? "[/font][/center]
NAME: HANNAHH
AGE: fifteen
EXPERIENCE: 5 years
TIME ZONE: est
OTHER CHARACTERS: Calen
And through it all, how could you cry for me?
[/size]He had to get away before he broke down. It was killing him. He was around too many people and it was stressing the poor boy out. He had his arms wrapped around his side, trying his best to keep from going into a shaking fit. everyone was treating him like he was a freak, but then again, wasn't every one here? He couldn't barely talk to a new person, he was over emotional, and he was rather girlish. Being gay was not accepted in a lot of places. But Calen wasn't going to be a conformist just because he wanted acceptance. But it was something he longed for. He wanted to more than anything.... Well, almost more than anything. Number one was love. He had never been loved...ever. well, by his foster parents, yes. But they were not the most gentle people in the whole wide world. They could be mean when ever they wanted to be, but they never hurt Calen like his old home. But, they didn't love him as they would their own child.
Tugging at his black band shirt that had risen up on his stomach, he pulled it down. His hands were stuck in the front pockets of the gray jeans as he walked out of the building. A sigh a relief escaped his lips as he walked. It was better out here. yes, must less congested. He could finally breathe and not have to worry about being around people. Yes, it was a silly fear, but it was a legit fear to him. The stuff he had grown up with scared him half to death and he was scared that he would never get over it. His steps were slow, but he wanted to go faster, just to get away. Hopefully no one would follow him out here. People had been known to do that and just make fun of him. And you wonder why he hated humanity so much?
his baby blue eyes darted back and forth, back and forth, over and over again. He was looking for any potential danger around him. A soft breeze blew, making him shiver a bit, but not for long. The courtyard was in view and a smile crept upon his lips. It wasn't that big of a smile, being he never wanted to show his braces. He hated them. Even if no one was around, he never smiled enough to show the red track that ran on his teeth. There was a stone bench in the courtyard that he saw. Slowly, he walked up to it and slightly kicked his foot up against it for no real reason, really. He slowly turned around and sat on it.
Ah, peace. Yes, that was quite nice. He loved the quietness of this place. It was one of the less crowded places in this school. He loved it so much. It was his escape for everything. somewhere where he could laugh or cry, but mostly cry. he never wanted to be emotional in front of people, but the tears wouldn't hold back. It was like trying to stop a raging tide. It was never fun for the black haired boy.
...Speaking of black hair.... Calen's mind was on the fact that he needed to dye his hair again. He hated it's normal reddish- brown color that he was born with. It was normal hair for someone that was from France. But Calen hated it. Well, that could be the fact that he hated France, too. It was nothing like the movies, well where we was from. People always expected him to be from Paris.... When it reality, he had never been to the place in his life. This was the only place he had been besides his home town of Lorraine, France.
He suddenly felt a bit light headed. It was probably beside his blood sugar was un stable. If the diabetic didn't eat all day, it would drop really low, and if he had too much sugar, it would spike real high. Oh how he hated the medical condition that the doctors had labeled him with. The dog tags around his neck always reminded him that he wasn't like normal people. Why? Well, he had to wear them because of his diabetes. They had his named and all of his info on it, just in case anything was to happen, people would know he had diabetes.
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Tagged: Open!
Lyrics: Sleep - My Chemical Romance
Notes: Sorry! It will get better! I promise!
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