She smirked, analyzing you with innocent eyes. Her breath stained with the window with iridescent beads of condensation. You look at her, frightened at her intense stare. She giggled, her laughter sounding like tinkling bells. “I’m Lana!” she exclaimed, jumping to her feet and thrusting her hand in your direction. You take it … cautiously. Her petite fingers interlock with yours, her lips curling into a gleeful smile. “I love to dance.” She twirled gracefully, proving her point. Her blonde hair chased after her, a streak of gold behind her. “I have been dancing for …” she trailed off, cocking her head to the side as she thought. “For several years. I’m eighteen now and by the time I’m twenty I’m going to be a professional.”. “I’m still single sadly.“ She grinned crookedly and then tapped her chin. “Uh … I’m still looking for that someone.
He narrowed his eyes and then rocked back on his heels. “I’m Austin, but you probably already knew that. Everyone knows me.” His voice was low and seductive, his lips curled into a provocative grin. He collapsed onto a recliner. “You kinda caught me at a bad time.” He glanced at his wrist, checking the imaginary watch there. “I’m usually headed off to lacrosse by now, but I guess I could be a few minutes late to answer your questions.” Austin pressed his lips into a grimace as he listened to your endless list of inquiries. “Well, I’m eighteen years old, and taken for forever and always." He leaned toward you, the humor in his blue eyes vanishing. He rose to his feet, towering over you. “I’m leaving now."
She pressed her lips together, irritated you were asking all these personal questions. “Look,” she murmured, leaning back into her chair. “I’m not exactly … what you call … open to discussing these things.” Ivy scratched the back of her neck awkwardly, the heavy silence ringing in her ears. “I’m eighteen.” she sighed after very long moment of silence. “I have a horrible temper with usually is an automatic turn off for pathetic mortals like you. So, if you cant handle what I have to say, then stay away from me, love.” Her lips twitched as if they were curling into a smirk. “I’m not exactly what you call innocent either. I’m far from it. I will break your heart before you break mine. I will use your body before you use mine and I wont hesitate to leave you behind. I never stay with anyone that long anyways. My heart belongs to myself and I plan on keeping it that way.”
He rolled his eyes. “What is it with the reporters lately?” He ran a strained hand through his brown curls, causing a stray lock to fall in front of his eyes. “I’m Marco, love.” he murmured, his voice low and … seductive? He offered his hand to you, his calloused fingertips brushing against yours. “I’m nineteen, oldest out of the group, but far from the most mature. He paused and then threw his head back. His hearty laughter echoing off the walls. He wiped his damp eyes and sighed. “Phew! Oh, sorry.” He rubbed his eyes and grinned. “I’m not nineteen, I’m actually 99 but I was changed at the unfortunate age of nineteen.” He pressed his lips together in a grimace. “I wish I could’ve been changed at twenty-one. Then, I could drink legally.” He laughed again. “Oh, you thought I meant alcohol. No, I meant blood. I’m a vampire. I wont bother boring you to sleep with the details, you know most of them anyways.” A smile formed on his lips "One last thing though I'm taken, sorry lady's"
She licked her lips, moistening them. Her mind idly wondered about, her eyes wide with innocence. “Oh,” she giggled, flicking her hair over her shoulder. “I’m Addie.” She skipped up to you, grinning. A flower appeared in her hands and she gingerly tucked it in your hair. She stepped back, examining her work, smiling. “Pretty,” she murmured, cocking her head to the side. “I’m sixteen. However, I’m turning seventeen soon. I’m an angel but descended to earth to watch over the humans in harms way. I guess you could call me a Guardian Angel or you could call me beautiful-” She cut herself off, giggling. “I’m kidding.!” she exclaimed, holding her hands up in surrender.
He lowered his eyes, his body quivering. He twisting and untwisted his fingers, pressing his lips into a frown. “I’m Samuel but some may call me Sam. None of you deserve the privilege to call me by that name, it carries to many haunted memories for me.” He flinched at the thought, turning away from you. His heart throbbed in his chest. “I used to be open to discussing anything and everything, but …” He trailed off with a slight shrug. “Anyways, I’m a hybrid. Crossed between vampire and human.” He hesitated to answer the next question, his eyes swimming with unknown emotions. “I’m Single …” He smirked and leaned forward. “And happy.”
His lips curled into a crooked grin as he turned his body to yours but he seemed cautious and guarded. “Nice to meet you! I’m Adam if you didn’t know already.” He thrust his hand in your direction. You don't hesitate to take it, he's pretty irresistible. His finger tips brushing yours gently. “Well ya, I’m a werewolf, cursed by the spell of the moon. I’m seventeen.” He leaned backing his chair as you continued asking questions. He stood up brushing invisible dust of his tan pants, He smiled at you casually and started to walk He opened the door and stepped out of the room. He looked back and waved at you..
Ali Perez She pressed her lips together at all of your questions. “Listen I’m not the open type, you get to know things As we grow closer.” She leaned back in her crossing her legs. It became silent in the room, “I’m 17.” She murmured quietly. You sat there__ curios. “I need someone that will care for me, that will understand how hard it is to be me. And if you cant do that then you don’t deserve me.” Her lips curled into a frustrated grin. “If you don’t mind its time for me to go.” She looked down grabbing her bag causally and walking out of the room.
Endearing? I would think so. Jacob is your secret obsession. Don’t think I wouldn’t know about the photos stashed beneath your bed. Everyone has something to hide. He is a playful thing that seems far too innocent to be eighteen. He’s also too oblivious. It isn’t a bad thing, but it occasionally works against him when he’s observing his surroundings. Wolf form or not, it’s easy for him to seduce any girl. He isn’t one to brag but he’s extremely competitive. Interested yet? He’s single and is looking for that girl to quench his desire for adventure.
You’re transfixed. I can see you watching the sway of her hips. You’re memorizing the swell of her breasts and flawless curl of her hair. She is beautiful, and you’re too incoherent to admit it. Lilly is the biggest extrovert you’ll ever meet. She loves to have fun and don’t let those innocent, angel eyes fool you because she’s far from chaste. She lost her virginity at fourteen and doesn’t regret a single decision in her lifetime, even the decision to ditch her parents after dropping from high school. When she was sixteen, she had at least three boyfriends and not to mention a pimp. She was addicted to alcohol and drugs but was saved by an angel. That angel left soon after but she was careful not to fall back under. She doesn’t believe in relationships, true love or even marriage. She loves children, but won’t admit anything to anyone. Even if that someone is you. Try me?
/>At the age of eight Alex parents abandon him when he was just eight, right after there terrible divorce. Alex was torn as none of his parents wanted him, so this caused him to start living on the streets.. Along side his parents leaving him in elementary he was always bullied so this triggered his rage's, ever since he was known as the boy with the bad temper. This now nineteen year old lad can be very endearing and can snap quick, but that does not stop the girls for going after him. For all girls he is a magnet, from the depth of his abs to the very defined "V" he can be very charming. The only thing that causes him happiness is his beautiful girlfriend Katie, she just understands him perfectly and he doesn't think he will be leaving anytime soon.