Post by stella anastacia foxx on Nov 10, 2008 4:19:30 GMT -5
stella anastacia foxx
is a junior
from vansworth academy
LOOK DOWN YOUR STREET FOR ME .
[/color][/font][/center]been roleplaying for five years or so and I found this lovely site
through site hopping. you can contact me on pm as
well as actually, thats about it. I'm also
in charge of no other characters.
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I'M ALONE BUT I'M NOT LONELY .
[/color][/font] [/center]most of my friends call me stells or foxx. I was born on the
31st of october and I'm seventeen years old. I have blonde
hair and blue eyes, and everyone seems too notice my eyes and my height.
people say that I look a lot like kristen bell.
my ancestors come from australia. maybe that's
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MAYBE IT'S THIS THING IN MY CHEST .
[/color][/font] [/center]some of my favourite things are: boys. sex. causing trouble. being the center of attention. coffee. alcohol. rainy days. running. horse-riding. lazy nights in. big nights out. hanging with the guys. the beach. scandals and gossip. taking pictures. minimalism. kind sized beds. lilly's. traveling. fuck buddies. old school movies. rock music. shooters. dancing. scarfs. cold winter mornings. hot summer nights. los angeles. sushi. my favourite men; jimmy, jack, johnny and jose. old school cars. scheming against people and getting my way. but I tend to hate: girls. not getting my way. getting caught out. rejection. decaf coffee. cigarettes. having nothing to do. getting left out. rivals. shopping. clutter and mess. being alone. cocktails. rodents. fighting. my mother. anything smaller then a king sized bed. cake. salads. my many stepfathers. white wine. any flower that isn't a lilly. not being able to go out. cold winter nights. hot summer mornings. my car. being told what to do. jealous guys. getting restless. sharing the attention. cleaning and being last. I think I'm pretty cool, seeing as: my strengths are flirting. sex. drinking. horse riding. running. manipulation. english. seduction. partying. lying. being the center of attention. thinking on her toes. not getting caught and sex. some people say I'm: weak when it comes to assholes. emotions. my past. my mother. math. staying sober. family orientated things. laying low. sordid affairs. trouble. a party invitation. sexual banter and talking about my feelings.[/color][/font][/blockquote]
you know I have this terrible habit of being a brat. sulking when i don't get my way. getting revenge. playing with my hair. twitching my nose bewitched style when i'm thinking. never being on time. loving a scandal. can never turn down a party invitation. ability to talk my way out of anything. am completely unpredictable. never takes the blame for anything and won't let people in.
when I'm in that mood I like to be a little wild and naughty . and just so
you know, boring and lame guys totally kill the mood!
I don't like to tell people that i'm scared of my mother. being alone. responsibility. disappointing people. failing school. never settling down. rodents. falling in love. scare the living nuts out of me. but you know i have plans, one day I'll hopefully make something of myself but i'm not sure what i want yet. if I, or someone else, was asked to describe myself
I guess it would go something like this:
YOU DON'T MAKE IT EASY BABE .
[/color][/font] [/center]I was born to audrey foxx and baron foxx in sydney![/color][/font][/blockquote]
it was okay, because my mother was a
model turned fashion designer and my dad was a oil tycoon before he died. as for siblings, I've
got absolutely none of them, so there's nothing to say about them:and if my life were an autobiography on the new york best seller's list,
then my book would probably go something like this:
I FEEL I'M OWED SOME JOY .
[/color][/font] [/center]I want to be a it girl but at the moment i'll settle for star. and just so[/b][/color][/font][/size][/i]
you know, I did read the rules, and I can prove it by saying
living the life. as for a sample of what I can offer, well,
here you go:
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"i got my cheap wine and a three-day growth! cheap wine and a three-day growth! come on! come on! come on!" stella sung along loudly to the cold chisel cd that blasted from the stereo of her red commodore as she made her way through the sydney streets to the north sydney apartment block. despite the fact that it was only 8pm, she was heading over to the mackenzie twins apartment in order to hang out and have a few drinks before she and ryan hit the clubs later that night. she pulled the ute to a stop at a set of traffic lights checking her make up in the rear view mirror, humming along to 'choir girl' as the cd changed tracks.
the scarlett mobile phone beeped on the passenger set as it received a message and stella quickly read it as she sat idly at the lights.hey bitch. i'm caught up at uni, so i'm going to be late. just let yourself into the apartment, harper should be home, and i'll be home soon. have a drink waiting for me!! love ry xoxostella rolled her eyes at the message with a small smile playing on her lips. ryan wasn't normally so flippant with meeting people on time. unlike stella, who was already half an hour late to meet ryan as it was, ryan was a fairly punctual person, so the petite brunette must have really been up to something.
she threw the phone on the passenger seat again as she pulled away from the set of lights as the light changed to green. as she drove, she let her mind slip to thoughts of harper, of which she generally tried not to do. it was always such an awkward subject, but there was just something there she couldn't quite understand, but always seemed to give into. and now was another perfect opportunity for a quick rendezvous. the smirk still played on her lips as she pulled the ute into the apartment carpark. she stepping her steve madden heels out of the ute, fixing up her black mini dress as she stood. she grabbed the black clutch and mobile off the passenger seat, slamming the door and pressing the button on the keys to lock the shiny, red ute she loved so much.
she made her way too the front door of the apartment block and inside, she made her way up to their room, reaching for the spare key that they kept above the door frame. she let herself in and returned the key, making her way into the apartment, throwing her clutch on the large dining table, and making her way to the fridge and pulling out a rum can, opening it and taking a quick sip.
"harpeeeeeeeeeeer?" she called, out to the apartment, clipping her way down the hall, and quckly checking ryan's room and then moving down the hall to harper's when she predictably found ryan's room empty. she pushed open the closed door after a quick, unanswered knock. "oh, harper baby." she called teasingly as she peaked her head in the room, finding it too empty. her smile faded slightly as she stepped into the room, looking around and then leaping onto his large bed with a giggle.
stella loved her king sized four poster canopy bed, with all the white, draping curtains and plush manchester but harper's was definitely a close second and she enjoyed every minute of her time spent in it, although it wasn't always because of his bedding, more of what they did between it. she reached over to his bedside table, switching on the bedside lamp, and she paused for a moment as she caught a glimpse of something in the slightly ajar bedside drawer, she pulled it open, her brows arching in surprise at the small bag of white powder. stella pulled it out and opened the bag, hoping to god it wasn't what she thought it was. she dipped a finger into the powder, running it between her thumb and forefinger.
"why harper..?" she whispered to herself as she frowned, zipping up the small bag again and looking at it for a minute. why did he have to go back to this? he had so many people on his side this time. and he'd come so far! she knew the drama's that ryan went through and she was strong enough not to turn back to drugs, even when things did get tough. she moved herself to perch on the edge of the bed, throwing her legs over the side, and looking at the little bag in disbelief. her dress rode up around the tops of her thighs but she barely noticed. WHY THE FUCK?! her head screamed, and thoughts of what to do with the coke, and with harper ran through her head, interrupted by the the slight noise of the door opening, and stella looked up as her green eyes met the gaze of just the boy she wanted to see...
RESERVED FOR HARPER MACKENZIE !!
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