Post by danielle isabella hamilton on Feb 21, 2009 11:09:37 GMT -5
DANIELLE ISABELLA HAMILTON !?
[/color][/font]go ahead and lock your son up ,baby, cause we've got the devil on the run.[/font]
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THE BASICS !
ladies and gentlemen, it is my pleasure to be here. i'm Danielle Isabella Hamilton, and you know that's the coolest name you've heard in a long time. i won't go into detail as to why i was named that, but i will let you know that i don't go by my full name at all times. Dannie, Isabella, or Bella are way cuter, and tons more fun to go by. of course, here in this podunk small town of everence, even those embarrassing pet names get out. speaking of everence, you probably think i'm some small town, hill billy idiot. but hey, us everence citizens are pretty different from that! i'm actually loving life here as a(n) human. pretty rad, right? although, not as rad as my birthday, april 21st. you know, that day you give me presents? that aside- i'm seventeen years old, and ready to rock this town- or hey, even this state!
and enough of that boring stuff. i know what you want- my rockin bod. and by rocking, i mean drop dead gorgeous. let's just start from the top. my hair? well, i don't even know how to describe these auburn, blond or brown locks. but i guess i'd say that they are pretty curly. and as you can see by plainly looking at me and my parents- i'm caucasian. but what you may not know is that my eyes are a mind blowing color. yeah, that's right, they are green. that is just cool beyond belief. and now for those numbers i know you've all been waiting for. see, i'd consider myself thin, and most would agree. i mean, i can prove it too. my scale reads 120 lbs, not that you should be asking. but i do tower over some things at a nice 5'2". sexy, aren't i? yeah, so i've been told. then again, i've also been told that i look a hell of a lot like kristen stewart. but, that can't be a bad thing, right?
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likes ,dislikes ,
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general personality ,
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age , thirteen.
contacts , pm. or e-mail.
years of experience , three.
how you found us , ad surfing.
abilities , she's a human.
read the rules , sky eats airplane
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This would not be the first time that Dannie would be in detention. No, it would not be the first time. More like the hundredth time that she has been here. She is constantly getting in trouble, merely for the fun of seeing the teachers get pissed off and start yelling. it was the most fun Dannie has here. She walked in, slamming the door behind her. Everyone always goofed off in detention. Everyone was throwing paper balls, gossiping, and yelling at each other at the top of their lungs over nothing. Every once in a while, a fight would break out in the room. People would get suspended, and witnesses would be asked to talk to the principal. And can you guess who would sometimes be in the fights?
Yes, you guessed it. Danielle O'Hara. There really are no points to the fight, but they either start or end with Dannie. Sometimes, she just jumps in the middle of it. It was merely a way to pass the time. Detention was boring, after all. She looked around at all the faces. She saw a couple new people, some people that have been here a couple times, and the all-timers like Dannie. Detention to her was merely like a after-school kind of thing, which is what she told her father. That she was involved in something that was after school. It always worked. She got home before her father, so she could erase all the messages they left on the answering machine before he could get to them.
She sat down in one of the seats by a couple of people who were merely chatting. One of the students were being dared to run over to the door and lock it before the teacher got in. They ran over, and did so. Dannie laughed lightly. it was so much fun seeing the teacher get mad and yell and scream. The way his eyes seemed to bulge out of his head like a bug or something like that. It was so halarious. And how his face will turn beat red and he will tense up, and his body will start shaking. It looks as if he will have a heart attack. Suddenly, from across the room, a punch was thrown. Dannie looked up. The normal two that always fought and everything were not the ones throwing the punches this time. It was two of the new timers. This would be interesting.
he is my guy! one of the girls screamed. Ah, a fight over a guy. These were always most interesting. You could find out who the boy is so that you could tease them. oh I do not think so! the other girl had yelled. Soon, there would be hair tugging and screaming "ow I broke a nail!". This was a fight that Dannie would not get involved in. Why? It was merely too much fun to watch from the sidelines then to get involved. Besides, she would not fight over a guy she did not like. That would be pathetic. Besides, everyone knew that Dannie did not have a crush on any guy, and it was possible that she never would. And people even thought that she would never find a boyfriend in her life of drugs, bulimia and independancy. When you are independant, a boyfriend is the last thing you want.
Dannie watched the two girls fight over the boy. Not once did they mention a name. Suddenly, she heard a loud bang on the door. No one stopped their fighting, yelling, or talking. It was the teacher. Dannie could see from the side of her eyes the red face on the teacher. She then heard a high pitched scream and a "ow I broke a nail", which caused Danielle to bust out with laughter and clutch her stomach lightly. It was so halarious for her to hear the screams of the pathetic girls. The fight was over with soon, though, as the teacher banged louder on the door. Everyone quickly sat down, and Dannie stood up, walking over to the door, unlocking it, and opening it. She walked back over to her desk, attempting not to laugh. Mr. Harris was so funny when he got mad. she sat down, smiling.
LET THE CURTAINS DROP ,
AND THE CREDITS ROLL !
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