Post by eric james benson on Nov 12, 2008 3:26:51 GMT -5
eric james benson
is a junior
from vansworth academy
LOOK DOWN YOUR STREET FOR ME .
[/color][/font][/center]been roleplaying for one year & 8 months and I found this lovely site
through ad on a site. you can contact me on pm as
well as msn, yahoo. I'm also
in charge of martin adams, kieran cameron.
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I'M ALONE BUT I'M NOT LONELY .
[/color][/font] [/center]most of my friends call me eric. I was born on the
august 15th, 1989 and I'm eighteen years old. I have brown
hair and hazel eyes, and everyone seems too notice my dimple in left cheek.
people say that I look a lot like adam g. sevani.
my ancestors come from american, english, italian. maybe that's
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MAYBE IT'S THIS THING IN MY CHEST .
[/color][/font] [/center]some of my favourite things are: girls, partying, his family, singing in front of crowds, school dances, having fun, practising his guitar, just hanging out bored, the beach at sunset, sunrise walks, boat rides, moonlight walks, night time swims.[/color][/font][/blockquote]
but I tend to hate: beaches being crowded, being misjudged, people hating on his music, girls being to clingy, his parents trying to rule his life, liars, cheaters, players, sarcastic people that sound serious, clubs doing raids, police
I think I'm pretty cool, seeing as: singing, school, doing something creative. some people say I'm weak to :
girls, yelling, being noticed
you know I have this terrible habit of constantly run a hand through my hair, bite my bottom lip when im nervous, raise my left brow when im thinking.
when I'm in that mood I like turn-ons here. and just so
you know, turn-offs here totally kill the mood!
I don't like to tell people that death, planes, trains, transports scare the living
nuts out of me. but you know i have plans, one day I'll graduate, have kids, get married, get a good career
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 jaisie benson and art benson[/color][/font][/blockquote]
in brooklyn, new york, USA. it was okay, because my mother was a
lawyer and my dad was a pilot. as for siblings, I've
got number here of them, and here's a little bit 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 vansworth academy senior / les gen supplimentaires. and just so[/b] bella de luca
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:
outfit ; white skinny jeans, green buttondown, black tshirt, checkered converses[/size][/left]
Eric had wanted to take Bella on the picnic thing for quite some time since the date at the resturant ended in causing her to tear up then again he pretty much understood not all 15 year olds got a necklace as extravagent as he'd gotten for her sure a little on the expensive side he knew that but oh well after carefull planning of the picnic plan he decided he'd chance it and take up her offer on just walking in the house when he got there to pick her up to take her to the beach where he had decided they'd go since it was nice and very beautiful at the night when the sun went down.
Changing into his white skinny jeans and black tshirt a little on the opposite of what he'd worn before he slipped on his checkered converses and added his green button down shirt a smile firmly appeared on his face as he signed of his IM and shut his laptop he looked around finding kourtney in her room he said he'd be back and asked her with a yes to watch after kieran since tristan had decided to stay at a friend's house intown that night. Walking down the hall he picked up his keys and cellphone off the counter and gave kieran a hug watching her run off to the livingroom where he could hear cartoons playing on the HD TV he'd gotten his parents to buy the month before.
Leaving the house he skipped his way down the steps and climbed into his SUV it was yes not relevant but he was still deciding on whether to get a smaller and less gas guzzling car he just couldnt decide which one he wanted and was planning to see if bella would go car shopping to help him pick out a good brand and less expensive on the gas then his SUV had turned out to be. Starting the vehicle up he revved the engine a bit and backed his way out of the driveway turning towards Bella's a smile slowly appearing again on his face he parked in her driveway and stopped his car rather quietly he didnt want her to hear his car and know he was there.
Getting out of the vehicle he pulled at the bottom of his shirt and ran a hand through his flatironed hair shaking his head a bit to get more of a poof to it he skipped his way up the front steps of her house and looked around not seeing her dads car he glanced around once more and opened the front door closing it rather quietly he smiled softly and tiptoed his way down the hall toward the stairs. Taking a deep breath he heard some sort of music from upstairs and tiptoed his way up them as quietly as he knew he could be and crept his way down the hall. Hearing a voice he stopped suddenly then thanking god it was quiet he crept the rest of the way down the hall toward Bella's room peering around the corner of her doorway he smiled.
Seeing as her back was slightly to him he smiled when he realized the voice was her singing, wow he thought to himself another smile growing wider on his face he made sure she wasnt facing him luckily and tiptoed his way into her room. Getting close enough and right behind her he placed his hands over her eyes and let himself smirk a little. Guess Who he managed with a straight face he'd not ever done this and he hoped it wouldnt cause any big backlashes like her smacking something.
Keeping his hands covering her eyes he leaned down and gave her a small kiss on the cheek standing up straight again of course that would give it away but he wasnt moving his hands she'd do that herself it'd be quite the surprise for now she didnt know what he'd had planned before coming over and saying he'd see her the next day well boy was he good or what. A smile wide on his face he held his hands on her eyes for her to move and guess who it happened to be.
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