Post by jayden knight ?! on Jun 29, 2009 13:55:44 GMT -5
JAYDEN XAVIER KNIGHT
[/b][/font]i must confess, i'm falling apart, breaking your heart.
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NICK NAMES[/color] jay if you're close, batman, fuckup, whatever really.
AGE[/color] seventeen years old, birthday seventeenth of april.
GENDER[/color] male, supposedly.
SEXUALITY[/color] bisexual, though prefers girls.
MEMBER GROUP[/color] senior.
PLAY-BY[/color] pete wentz.
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OKAY, WHY DON'T YOU TELL US A LITTLE ABOUT YOUR FABULOUS SELF?
[/color][/center]INTERESTING. AND WHAT ABOUT YOUR FAMILY LIFE?
[/color][/center]EXPRIENCE[/color] thee and a half yearsss?
CONTACT[/color] aim/omgitscharzie msn/danacmoss@hotmail.co.uk.
ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE[/color]
saturdays were usually supposed to be his lazy days, but that didn't seem to be happening. you know, the whole 'morning after' thing where he basically stayed in bed all day recovering from the hangover and kicking out any random girls that had suddenly appeared in his bed overnight. he should be grateful he didn't remember any of the shit that happened the night before, haha, it'd probably make him feel more guilty about kicking said girls out but whilst he was completely unaware to what had gone on, it wasn't that hard to tell them to just get out. it was pretty obvious he didn't want to, you know, get in a comfy relationship and talk about his feelings with this girl, fuck no. not only did that sound potentially humiliating and girly, haha, he just ... well he just didn't see the point in commitment. it was all going to ends tits up anyway, so whys should he do it in the first place? things like those never worked out, and really, he was saving himself from all that whacked up shit and hurt. he was rather smart if he did say so himself - he was actually much smarter than people actually expected. except in maths, okay, because maths was.. complete nonsense, right?
he was in that state of mind where he didn't really bother about thinking through his actions before actually doing them, which was probably why his text message consisted of a lot of basic ramblings that was as muddled and messed up as the thoughts running through his head, and only a tiny part that actually contained anything productive and worthwhile. not that text messages were usually all that worthwhile, especially seeing as not many people actually bothered to use proper spellings at all [though he was guilty of this fact.. it saved money, okay? and time.] but something seemed to come out of them. the end results weren't always amazing, but nothing ever is in real life so it was kind of fitting, if he'd actually bothered to delve into thinking this deep about fucking text messages. of course, he didn't really, and spent most of his time waiting for a reply staring idly at his mis-matching socks and swinging his legs against the bottom of the bed. finally though, anna texted him back and he let his head fall back until he was lying diagonally on the bed, his legs hanging off as he read the text message upside down, getting the basic gist of it though he didn't usually, you know, read upside down.
after she had texted of course, he couldn't really be all that lazy anymore, so with a resigned sigh he got up slowly, and got dressed, and all that other jazz, until he found himself on the top level of the shopping centre. it was looking fairly dismal outside so he sat inside, on the stairs so that anna wouldn't wander around everywhere looking for him. whilst he waited he stared at his reflection in his sidekick screen, smudging his eyeliner slightly with one finger, his mouth skewered to the side in concentration and hugged his knees close to his chest with his other hand - to be honest, when he'd first arrived in australia he'd been picturing lovely boiling hot days with clear summer skies all year round, but he'd grown accustomed to the fact the weather wasn't as amazing and sun soaked all the time like everyone thought it was, and it did actually rain sometimes, shock horror.
she was late. late late late, and c'mon, it was usually him that was late. he always seemed to be running out of time, things happened far too quickly and it wasn't his fault he couldn't keep up with it all, that always happened though, whether it was something as trivial as homework, or something more meaningful, like you know, going to college and shit like that. he didn't really want to go if he was honest, but it seemed like all of his friends were in college now, and it kind of sucked. a lot. he just had no idea what the hell he wanted to do with his life, haha, he wasn't all that fussed to be honest, but if you went to college you had to have a general idea of what you wanted to do, right? and parker had no idea, at all. he was pulled sharply out of his musings as someone collided into his back, nearly tripping over him. naturally, he.. wasn't expecting that, haha, so he jumped slightly, turning around to glare at whoever had bumped into him.. only no-one was there. turning back round in confusion, he nearly blushed as he realized the person [who was anna'le. obviously] was right in front of him, he instead smirked up at her, tilting his head to the side and shrugging, still grinning maybe you should watch where you're going. i was thinking! that could've changed my life, but nooo, you had to interrupt, he said, pouting at her.
he loved anna. not in that way, in a friendly -omg-ily-you're-the-best kind of way, not relationship wise. it was kind of amusing actually, seeing as the first time they'd met they were both pissed out of their faces, and ended up.. well, there's no vague way to put this, had sex, and now.. now they were best friends. it was weird, very weird, but all of parker's friends were weird so he'd kind of gotten used to it by now. this was a whole new level of weird though. he could ramble on for a long time about just how weird their relationship was, ranging from the fact they always argued in public but were very close to being best friends when they were on their own [though he was firm in the thought that their arguments were only friendly ones, like the type lovers have where they can't stand to be mad at each other for too long because they want to get into each other's pants again.] or maybe it was simply the fact that they were so unalike it was like they were complete opposites. cause he was a total badass, obviously [...] and she was well, a hippie. haha. no other way to put it.
he shrugged as she started to speak again, releasing his legs and stretching them out, quite conveniently kicking her very lightly in the shins as he did so oh, no. i have loads of plans, but i decided to ditch them all for you, because you are amazing and i am amazing and cause i need new jeans. adopting a look of mock hurt as she insulted his texting skills, he jumped up, folding his arms across his chest and looking up at her ouch, that hurt right there anna. who knew you can be so cruel? as she spoke about food, he glances around at the gradually growing crowds of kids coming up the stairs. okay, there weren't that many yet but the entire shopping centre was always busy on saturdays. he should've texted her earlier, like, at six in he morning and they could've gatecrashed the place before everyone else got up. oh well. too late for that now. hungry, huh? okay, we can go, but seeing as it's your choice, you can pay. and then i'll pay for the next thing we do,' he grinned, it sounded like good logic to him, right?
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CARLEE BARLEY !? OF CAUTION 2.0 MADE THIS AND I SHOULDN'T STEAL IT OR TAKE THIS CREDIT OFF BECAUSE IF I DO, SHE'LL EAT ME WITH ONE OF THOSE MELON SCOOPERS!
