;PAIGE, TYLER BETHANY

[tyler bethany paige.]

tyler bethany paige ,

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, making mistakes is only human. so dont burden me for being human .[/center]

do you remember when we met
, YEAH WHEN WE MET THAT SUMMER

name: well call me tyler.
age: almost sixteen
contact info: pm
rp experience: five years .
other characters: just miss paige.

and i think its fly when girls
, STOP BY FOR THE SUMMER, FOR THE SUMMER

name: tyler bethany paige
nicknames: none
grade: junior
play by: jedda, site model

i'd take her if i had one wish
, BUT SHES BEEN GONE SINCE THAT SUMMER

likes:

so everybody has a list of things that makes them smile right? yeah, i know im right. another point im more then likely correct with at the same time, that ya'll want to know what some of those little things are right? well like anyother normal teenage girl in high school parties are love, flirting is a must, and so is music. i love rocking out to cobra starship especially. i am a major lover of fruity things, such as; skittles, kool aid, p9ixie sticks, laffy taffy, fruity mentos. and grape soda kicks some major butt. spres, and anyother type of fruity candy can always brighten my day as well. blue tongues broguht on by colored soda, and some sweet bubble gum snow cones may seem three year oldish, but hey id live in never land if gien the chance. animals are my best friends, and calico kittens can always win me over. especially ones with blue eyes, theyre real heart stoppers. im quite outgoing, so any dare named ill try it. well, as long as it isnt risking my life and all. every minute i can spend on the beach, i spend in the warm sands. with my camera, a sketch pad, and maybe a writing pieve in hand.

dislikes:

okay you nosy butts! i guess since i told ya'l my ikes i have to do the same with the things that drive me nuts, in a negative way. first things first, is that sticky peanut butter. man, even just the smell of it makes me want to hurl. ive never touched the stuff, and nor do i have the intentions to ever either. and the companions to peanut butter, known as milk and jelly. yeah, not so favored in my book as well. ew okay, so having twin younger brothers means that they like to play practical jokes, and heir favorite.... putting frogs in my room! i cannot stand those slimmy larged eyed creatures. ignorance really gets me going, and big time when people use the word gay to say something is well,.. not making them happy i guess. pizza, along with its sauce and oily cheesey companion youll also never find on my plate; actually youll never find dairy near my mouth. ever. same will go for any product that once had a face, i make exceptions to chicken but thats it.

personality:

i wanna talk about me -
hmm? i get to talk about what im like now? cool beans! so, labels arent me. theyre too simple, and im not simple. but if people must use simplicity, i am simply me. alright so, i am a very entergetic bubbly person, naturally. no im not on sugar highs! thats all in your heads, and dont argue with me on that. my dad is a doctor you know. speaking of arguing, i am a very competitive and arguementative person, ill argue just for the sake of arguing. apologies go like this in my book, i dont like them. and ill rarely say one, becasue well im not fond of admitting im wrong. and i know when doing something is wrong, so im not going to do it. its just such a cliche word, people lay off using it. i can be snappy, and moody.but if i recall i am a teenage girl, so ya'll just merely have to deal with that little fact. i honestly do not care what people think about me, if you have to talk about me behind my back that proves that im better then you. this is highschool, were supposed to be young adults. so act like one! i am a very honest and straightforward being, i wont play games and if you want the truth; i hope you can handle it. sarcasm is my third language, i use it a lot. hope you can read it well.

family:

so lets start with the ruler of my family.... camielle bethany paige. hah, bet ya'll were ready for me to say my dad right? yeah, not even close. my mom is 42, and the totalitairain of my home. shes pretty awesome, though can really crack down the whip at times. then again with having been an army brat all her life, and now having a law degree its really not a suprise. so, second comman is my dad damien paige, hes rather a crack up. weird how a clown like my dad, and a hardass like my mom could make such a great team. but, he's a pediatrition... and he can easily not change roles when coming home. now the twins, my 11 yeard old twin younger brothers. wow, what to say about these rascals. well, their names are decklen and toby. decklen is really into track, and toby loves baseball. im more like tboy, since softball is a major part of my life. but they both are pains in my read thats for sure.

birth place / hometown:

georgetown, texas, U.S.A -
bet ya'll have never heard of my little town in the huge state of Texas right? yeah, it wasnt too far from Austin. One high school, everyone knew everyone. home town of my dad, and my mom had lived in a big city all her life. so it was a hard move, 14 years i lived in the cozy town, and for some reason my parents decided to pack up and move to california out of no where. yes, pretty random. i already know.
what.

history:

so growing up in a small town people think id be pretty sheltered right? yeah no, my parents never lied to me about anything. never gave me stupid little stories, like about the stork, or tooth fairy, or santa. did you just gasp! omg yes i was never told about santa claus! and yes i was the little girl who told her classmates they were crazy! deal with it!! okay back to my life growing up, so yeah life was always straigtforward with me. i played softball as long as i could possibly remember, talk about good anger management. especially after my brothers joined the brood. wow, those two. always have been handfuls, there were lots of complications with them as babies.

for nearly a year i lived with my papa and nana.... it was far too stressful for me to be around the babies. they were constantly in and out of the hospital, and surprisngly i took it pretty well. then again i wasnt glossed over with stupid fairy tales, so i was quite mature for my age. always was. i remember the day my brothers and i were told we were moving to california, it was two months after my fourteenth birthday. the twins were about seven, and it was a total curve ball. and i was the one use to throwing those. pun intended.

i really never quite understood why we moved to california, nmoney always seemed the same incoming. and we had no family in the golden state, so i guess it just must of been some spur of the moment type deal for my parents or something. i dont know, and i dont really care. i mean my three years here have been pretty good. the softball oppurtunities over here were crazy better then back home. if it didnt involve a skirt and poms, no one cared back in texas. though, it may have been pretty good when we moved, it wasnt the best. starting freshmen year at any highschool is scary, but going to a large towns high school. eek wow talk about scary. i mean my eight grade graduating class barely had 200 people. though, after a year i got over it. it wasnt too hard, i mean i am an athlete after all; so i made friends.. pretty quickly. okay so it took like two months for people to actually accept me as a person and not some red neck with an accent from texas. which really pushed my buttons, my family surely is far from being red necks. i mean have you seen my parents professions? law and medical? come on now seriously!
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now i cant forget you and it makes
, ME MAD. LEFT ONE DAY AND NEVER CAME BACK

anything else:
member group: high school.
role play example:

colby had been in Clearwater for nearly eight months now, and he still wasn't totally quite custom to it. he had made a few friends, though not very many. he was more quiet and reserved then most guys, but he also wasn't a player and a pick up artist either. sighing half heartedly, Colby stopped upon the large stone bridge. setting his binders lightly upon the cool grey stones. his deep brown eyes moved lightly around the area, taking in every corner and inch around him. there seemed such simplicity in his facial features. they were so gentle and soft, so he seemed so simple. and for the most sense, he was quite simple. but he was much deeper then that on a high scale also. the tall frame pushed back against the grey stones, and the gentle large hands moved into the denim pockets. another breath left Colby's lips, as his eyes fluttered to the ground with ease and softness. he had already finished his classes, and it was just a bit past three. Colby preferred to get up early for his classes, he already got up early to go running every morning. what difference did it make to him? Colby turned his hips partially to pick up one of his books and a note book. one leg bent, so that his foot rested back against the sides of the stones. eyes and hands flipped through the book. for about ten minutes he flipped through the book, then did the same with his notes before another sigh escaped his soft gentle lips, and set the materials down.

Colby really wasn't like most college guys, he didn't live to party and get laid. no, the young man, no the young gentleman saw no point in the foolish partying. the over drinking, the hook ups. to the college students who partook in the events, they may have saw them as innocent, and meaningless. but Colby was more acute to emotions then most, and he knew they weren't harmless, and they weren't innocent. drunken college boys praying on young girls. girls with low self esteem, though you'd never get those females to admit it. Colby was a student studying philosophy, psychology, therapy... he knew the human mind well. let alone the fact his minor was woman's studies. he was the only male in his class, he didn't find it surprising. he knew how arrogant, and ignorant males were at this age. and he knew how they most likely looked at him for taking the class. but, Colby never nor didn't care what these comments and thoughts were. he wasn't the typical nineteen year old guy, because he wasn't a guy, he wasn't one of the bros,.. no Colby was a gentleman. much more mature for his age then any guy reached for several years. he had actual respect for women, and a much higher understanding. to some it seemed crazy someone like him couldn't find honest pure love. but women, always had to think there was something wrong with him. that there was no way any guy could be that kind, that warm, that polite... figuring it to be some sick game. so no, Colby never was able to find honest wholesome relationships. even ones that lasted shortly, he couldn't even find those. Colby was the guy who was always taken advantage of, walked all over. the last nice guy, the guy who finished last.

these thoughts constantly feeled colby's mind, alwasy trying to place his studies to them. though he never really took it that he was walked on, or taken advantage of. no, he wouldnt put that sort of shame or guilt onto a girl. but his older sister easily did, the two had an incredible bond. it was probably because colby never pulled the heads off her barbies, antagonized her. or anything else the usual butt head little brother did. even from the get go, colby was never the usual boy, the usual punk little kid who pulled girls' pony tails. then again he never went to public grammar school either, so he was never exposed to such actions. colby smiled softly at the thought of his older sister. her family, he missed them. even though it had only been a ew weeks since he had been home, he was feeling the emotional tear of ebing away. colby adored his nieces, and the way he enteracted with the little girls only drove his older sister that much more mad. she hated that colby couldnt find love for himself, he was the guy every girl seemed to describe when thinking of their perfect guy. the warm, nurting, athletic, loving, honest, sweet, gentle guy. who played no mind games, was impossible to be hurt by,.. he was there standing in front of so many girls. and they only tossed him aside like yesterdays mail.

colby pushed himself away from the wall, a beaming smile plastered to his soft, gentle face. the thoughts of his christmas flooded his mind. his sister non stop going on and on about how girls were stupid for the things they did to her little brother, it would of probably made any other guy, irritated. but it only made colby smile, and laugh. the books, and notebooks were swept up gracefully into colby's right arm, and the long legs strolled pacfully across the grey stoned bridge. his brown eyes dancing round the plants, his nose inhaling the sweet cool smell they cascaded. his smile brightened a bit, though it still seemed so simple, gentle, and easy. another sigh breathed through colby's lips as he stopped, nad pushed himself up against the walling of stones, eyes cascading down onto the water. his gentle smile hugged in the corner of his lip. sometimes things his peers said to him did strike him, though not hurtfully. just with curiousity, people telling him he needed to go out at night to meet people, but he didnt fit into the drunken party crowd. so why would he want to find a girl who encircled their life around such activities? he shook his head, the gentle smile fading from his lips. his eyes stayed fixated on the swirling water below, as his mind took over into a deep thought, fixating themselves on the lessons of that morning and early noon.
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( c ) emily. made for the site " since that summer "