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oh hai there! my name is angie and i'm a pretty smokin' girl. you may have seen me around before. after all, i have been roleplaying for 8 years. i'm pretty awesome and i dig equally awesome people, which is why my playby is ashley greene!. she's pretty gnarley. anyway, not only do i play this hot dude/chick, but i also play no one else, at the moment. i'm the coolest - i even read the rules! want proof? ADMIN EDIT. exactly!

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well hey there, beauty. what's your name?

hey y'all, my name is lenne marie merlotte. my name lenne comes from Scandinavian origin and means lion-strong, marie is my Gran's name and merlotte is of french origin and is orginally spelt merlot which is an type of red wine.

pretty name! how many years have you been blessing this world with your presence?

why, thank you! i've always been fond of my name. my birthday is the 17th of march, making me an St. Patrick's day baby and concidentally, i just turned seventeen, since i was born in the year of 92.

do you prefer boys, girls, or both?

i've pretty much have always been attracted to the gents. i did experience being bi sexual during my sophmore year of high school.

tell me about your love life, sweetie.

what love life are ya talking about, sugar? my love life is pretty non-existant as of right now. i've been in an few relationships in the past but, i have never really been able to open up with any of the men, i've been involved with. so i'm single and that is that.

what do you like to do?

well, i've always been what you call one of those girls who likes to hang out with the boys. roughly, i'm an tom boy so i like to do what the boys like to do. i'm really interested in photography and that's what i plan to major in when i enter college. i enjoy playing football, as well as watching it. i also like playing and watching basketball . also my friends tell me i have an gift in the kitchen, especially when it comes to cooking good ol' cajun food, i am from louisana after all, i guess it's in the blood. my friends also tell me that besides cooking, i also am an great baker.

sometimes i like to lay in my room and listen to music, than i get inspired to write something down whether its poetry or lyrics. either way, i'm always writing something in this little note book i have. at night times, i like to go out to the local bars and have an few drinks and than sing my heart out when doing karaoke. it's one of the things i enjoy doing most, going out and cutting loose.

what grinds your gears?

i don't really like to be touch, it makes me feel uncomfortable and dirty for some reason. i cannot explain, why that is. i don't like to be corrected and said that i'm wrong, i'd rather be right, even if i'm wrong at times. i hate being rushed with things such as deadlines and what not, i'd rather do something on my own time.

i also hate when people judge you on who you, they should just accept who you are and leave it alone. just like people judging you, i also don't like labels. high school seems to be full of people labeling you, judging you and placing you in what group they think you belong in.

i also don't like absolutely any creulty to animals, people, just pretty much anything period. it makes me so mad and driven to stop people in the world from harming animals or other people.

what makes you cower in fear?

remenber how i mentioned above that i don't like being touched, well there is an actual term for it and i have been labeled clinically as one who fears being touched.

it an phobia called aphephobia, its an very rare phobia but, it really exists. i just happen to be one of those people who has that rare phobia.

tell me - are you an innocent little one?

ha! i'm far from innocent and that's the damn truth. i've done a lot of things in my life, that i'm not proud of and if y'all curious enough, feel free to check out my juvenile record, which includes some of the following, assault, battery, and theft.

ha! i knew it! what're some of your secrets? i won't tell!

i have one secret and it's quite the juicy one. about three years ago, i discovered that i was seperated from my parents and kidnapped by my aunt when i was only five years ago.

i lived an life that i never wanted and when i later discovered the truth, i confronted my aunt about it and she blamed me for making her life miserable. this confrontation led her to attacking me, and in self defense.. i hit her with an lead pipe in the head, fatally wounding her.

i was arrested and sentenced to three years at an mental institution.

what about your parents? are they good people?

i barely remember my parents, since i was raised by my aunt since i was five years old. she claimed that they both died in an car accident but, that was an down right lie.

my father's name is michael, and my mother's name is linoa. as mentioned above, i don't know much about them or if their even still alive.

surely you have some siblings?

no, i'm an only child.

what do you want to do with your life?

my goals are pretty common, i want to finish high school and get accepted into an good college and become an photographer. currently, i'm saving up money for school.

my long term goal is to find someone who accepts me for who i am, fall in love, get married, have an couple of chuldren and give me the life, i've always wanted.

you're amazing! tell me something else, love.

thanks hun, i'm flattered that you think i'm amazing. do i have anything else to tell you? well, i've been on my own ever since my aunt died. to make an living, i took all the money i had left and rented an little loft above the diner, i now work at as an waitress. as for school, the government, told me they would pay for it until i was of age. so pretty much, that's what my life is like, as of right now.

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----- Inspiration was finally coming to the news paper columnist as she continued to glance up from her lap top to look at the Peter Pan statue, across the way. An smile crept up on her lips as she continued to take an look around the gardens with her dark colored eyes. The gardens were truely an inspiration with its exotic plants from all around the world, the fragrant flowers and of course, the statues.

It was almost tranquil and serene, she was so at peace here, away from her boistourous boss and the stress that seemed to creep up on her when ever she was in the office. Everything that Yale witnessed in life, always seemed to remind her of an great piece of literature and art, and this place was so magical..she felt like she been sucked into the world of Frances Hodgens Burnett's Secret Garden.

Yale, let out an peaceful sigh as she looked back down at her laptop and finished typing up her column. She wasn't sure how long she had been working on her article but, it seemed like time had frozen, thanks to the serene scenary that surrounded her.

Placing her laptop downon the bench, she stood up to stretch her legs. Lost in the beauty of the gardens, she stared at the Peter Pan statue and sort of entered an day dream. Yale, wasn't expecting for an tall dark and handsome stranger to literally knock her off on her feet but, this happened so fast, she was seeing stars.

Rubbing her head, she blinked trying focus on who had ran into her. No, there were still just stars floating in front of her. She laid there, just trying to see who this person was and finally her vision became clearer than before. Laying right in top of her was an tall yet dark alluring stranger, smiling down at her. Yale sort of smiled back as she stared straight into the guy's eyes.

Who was this guy? It didn't matter to her , this guy was just so alluring.. Her smile grew bigger as she heard the guy greet her. "Hi.." Yale let out as she kept her gaze on him.

----- Yale was still dazed from being knocked off her feet and being pratically run over by an stranger. The stranger part didn't really bother her much, since he was tall, dark and handsome. The exact opposite of her former husband, her husband had been blonde and blue eyed but, she'd rather not get that or let alone think of her ex husband.

That was all in the past, Yale had to keep telling herself and frantically she had to tell herself that, quite often. Running her hands through her dark locks, she remember she was still on the ground with the stranger on top of her.

What the compromising position for two people to meet. She could help but, have an grin on her face and she couldn't help but, stare...I mean who wouldn't. Placing her hands back down to her side, she watched as the man got up and offer his hand to her.

Yale bit her lower lip for an minute, tucking an loose strand of her hair behind her ear as she took his strong firm hand to get herself off the ground. Smiling, she looks up at him "Thanks, that was quite the fall." She told him, her hand still grasping onto his, without her realising it.

It took the brunette, quite about an good ten minutes to realise she was still holding the stranger's hand. Quickly, she let go and bit her bottom lip. "Sorry, about.. I was still quite dazed from my fall.." Yale told the handsome stranger, keeping eye contact. Biting her lip again, she wondered what to say or do next. It wasn't everyday when an guy sweeps you off your feet.

Finally, coming to her senses she opened her mouth to speak again. My name is Yale Thorn, by the way if you were looking for an introduction." She told the guy with another smile. Hopefully that was an good ice breaker and he would be up for some conversation.

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