Post by Renee Rousseau ♥ on Jul 1, 2010 17:33:56 GMT -5
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Desired name : Renee Juliana Rousseau
Gender : Female
Age : 16
Relations : Student. Vocal Adrenaline
"I've always been scared of the sound, Jesus don't love me, no one ever carried my load I'm too young to feel this old"
Gender : Female
Age : 16
Relations : Student. Vocal Adrenaline
"I've always been scared of the sound, Jesus don't love me, no one ever carried my load I'm too young to feel this old"
★P ★ E ★ R ★ S ★ O★ N ★ A ★ L ★ I ★ T ★ Y★
♥ Bossy
♥ self- centered
♥ affectionate
♥ determined
♥ career set
♥ hard - working
♥ Can be kind, genorous, and helpful, if you get on her good side
♥ insecure about her looks
♥ a bit careless
♥ wild
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Appearance
play by ; Mischa Barton
residence ; A dirt road leads off of the freeway, and creates a long driveway to a huge four story white, modern house, with a picket fence, and a backyard with a huge pool. It's surrounded by forest, and little fields.
town ; outer rims of Akron
H. I. S. T, O. R. Y.
Renee was born to a wealthy family. Her father is a best selling author, and recluse, and her mother is a famous french actress. Her parents moved from france to Ohio, because her father wanted to get away from the spotlight, and live somewhere nice.
They bought the house in Akron, because it was close to a good school, and there was a decent amount of land, for a good price, her parents arn't cheap, but they don't want to squander away their wealth. Although, that'd be rather hard, seeing as her mother still works, and her father is working on a new novel.
But life is nice, her parents let her have parties and stuff in their house, and are very good to her.
But her mother and her are always fighting, so to get past this, they decided that the first floor was the whole, regular sort of thing, main kitchen, lounge, library etc, on the second floor her parents stay, and on the third floor is guest housing, and the fourth floor, and roof, house Renee. There are balconies, and huge windowed rooms. She knows she spoiled, but its how she's always lived. She doesn't rub her wealth in friends faces, she's actually quite nice for a girl of her background. This is mainly because her little sister died when Renee was seven, and she was three. It was a horrible accident, and Renee was never the same after it. She did Mary Jane, Crack, and Heroine off and on, six years later, she first did Weed, but her Drug addictions got worse. She used to dance and sing, and still did. But then she went to rehab, and got help, she eventually got back on her feet, and is now a Sophomore in high school, even if she is sixteen.
She dies her hair different colors, because she's always been insecure about her looks. She dates different guys, off and on, and even though she's young, she's much more mature then she lets on.
Renee was born to a wealthy family. Her father is a best selling author, and recluse, and her mother is a famous french actress. Her parents moved from france to Ohio, because her father wanted to get away from the spotlight, and live somewhere nice.
They bought the house in Akron, because it was close to a good school, and there was a decent amount of land, for a good price, her parents arn't cheap, but they don't want to squander away their wealth. Although, that'd be rather hard, seeing as her mother still works, and her father is working on a new novel.
But life is nice, her parents let her have parties and stuff in their house, and are very good to her.
But her mother and her are always fighting, so to get past this, they decided that the first floor was the whole, regular sort of thing, main kitchen, lounge, library etc, on the second floor her parents stay, and on the third floor is guest housing, and the fourth floor, and roof, house Renee. There are balconies, and huge windowed rooms. She knows she spoiled, but its how she's always lived. She doesn't rub her wealth in friends faces, she's actually quite nice for a girl of her background. This is mainly because her little sister died when Renee was seven, and she was three. It was a horrible accident, and Renee was never the same after it. She did Mary Jane, Crack, and Heroine off and on, six years later, she first did Weed, but her Drug addictions got worse. She used to dance and sing, and still did. But then she went to rehab, and got help, she eventually got back on her feet, and is now a Sophomore in high school, even if she is sixteen.
She dies her hair different colors, because she's always been insecure about her looks. She dates different guys, off and on, and even though she's young, she's much more mature then she lets on.
Sample:
I walked from the small back yard and across the lawn of the neighbors. I knew that I shouldn't be there. My parents had told me never to see him again, but how could I resist?
He was the one I loved, and he will always be the one I love. But sometimes, I didn't know if he could return the feelings. He was a jackass, and I blindly gave him my heart. All the time.
I am his, and I'm sneaking out of his neighborhood at three in the morning, because he asked me over at one. I know it may be immoral, but it still happened, and you cannot deny the fact that our feelings were there.
I sighed, and looked at the run down trailer house of his, and closed my eyes, I turned away, and hopped into my car, it was a black B&W convertible, and drove away.
I was sneaking up the back driveway, a small trail in going through the back forest of my home, that I knew my parents did not know about. I was walking up the cement stairway that led into my floor of the house, I knew my parents wouldn't be there, because I had changed the locks on my room, and all my doors, and I kept the key myself. I walked in. and He was there. He was angry with me, and he knew I had been cheating on him.
I flopped onto the couch, and my head hung low. I sighed, and squinted,
"I'm sorry."
Is all I could say to him. He was the one who always gave me second chances, I don't know why I keep losing them.
I walked from the small back yard and across the lawn of the neighbors. I knew that I shouldn't be there. My parents had told me never to see him again, but how could I resist?
He was the one I loved, and he will always be the one I love. But sometimes, I didn't know if he could return the feelings. He was a jackass, and I blindly gave him my heart. All the time.
I am his, and I'm sneaking out of his neighborhood at three in the morning, because he asked me over at one. I know it may be immoral, but it still happened, and you cannot deny the fact that our feelings were there.
I sighed, and looked at the run down trailer house of his, and closed my eyes, I turned away, and hopped into my car, it was a black B&W convertible, and drove away.
I was sneaking up the back driveway, a small trail in going through the back forest of my home, that I knew my parents did not know about. I was walking up the cement stairway that led into my floor of the house, I knew my parents wouldn't be there, because I had changed the locks on my room, and all my doors, and I kept the key myself. I walked in. and He was there. He was angry with me, and he knew I had been cheating on him.
I flopped onto the couch, and my head hung low. I sighed, and squinted,
"I'm sorry."
Is all I could say to him. He was the one who always gave me second chances, I don't know why I keep losing them.
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