Post by champagne on Jun 22, 2010 19:17:08 GMT -5
CALYPSO ISIS ABERNATHY
FULL NAME: calypso isis abernathy
NICKNAMES: lyps
AGE: twenty five
PREFERENCE: straight,
HOMETOWN: mumbai, india
CLASS STATUS: middle
CURRENT STATUS: single
MEMBER GROUP: tourist
PLAY BY: kim kardashian
FAVORITE FOOD?
burgers
ARE YOU A VIRGIN?
nope
FAVORITE COLOR?
blue
HAVE YOU EVER EMBARRASSED YOURSELF?
yes, all the time. its soo much fun when everyone looks at you wierd!
FAVORITE DRINK?
water
WHERE DO YOU SEE YOURSELF IN FIVE YEARS?
i'm not suree. we'll see in five years
FAVORITE HOLIDAY?
new years!
WHAT'S ONE THING MOST PEOPLE DON'T KNOW ABOUT YOU?
my history.
DO YOU PREFER THE NIGHT OR THE DAY?
day
NAME A FANTASY?
actually finding a guy i love.
It had been a long day for Milo Nash-Decatur although it was nothing that a good dosage of alcohol couldn’t cure. He’d lost count of the number of times that he’d changed his mind or the number of paces that he’d taken around his bedroom. The big question circulating around the attractive male’s mind was whether he should attend his senior prom. It’s not what you’re thinking – Milo certainly wasn’t the type who feared proms because of the feeling of social rejection and no one could dare say that he was unpopular. It was because he was dateless for the first time in his life that made him question whether he should attend the event as well as the fact that some interesting (and true) rumours were circling around Windsor Academy. There was only one thing that the King of Windsor Academy had in common with one of the protagonists of William Shakespeare’s play, ‘Much Ado About Nothing’ and that was the fact that both of them had dumped their girlfriend just prior to the most important night of their life. Claudio of Florence had dumped Hero prior to their wedding day and Milo of Portlocke had dumped Angelina Aldridge just prior to their senior prom. The only major difference was that 16th Century Claudio didn’t ditch Hero for her younger brother... You can probably now see why Milo was contemplating not attending the dance of his life. It was because of one boy that he’d dumped his long time girlfriend and practically trashed his perfect reputation as King. Milo wasn’t gay though and he was completely sure of that. He still had a poster of a sandy Megan Fox tacked onto his luxurious bedroom wall and he still wolf whistled attractive girls at the beach. It was just that his relationship with Brayden Aldridge was something completely different to what he’d ever felt before. Was he bisexual? They say you can only play for one team and he certainly wasn’t ready to cut off his connections with Brayden to experience a ready supply of Californian chicks. Let’s just call our friend Milo confused; anything at all definite would cause him to either pass out or punch a wall.
Running his fingers through his dirty blonde coloured hair he thought about Brayden and what had happened between the two of them. It had always been just a bromance with maybe watching a game on ESPN after practice or some small talk while Milo waited for Angie to get ready for a date. He certainly wasn’t expecting what was to come and he was surprised that he reacted so calmly when he first kissed the sports player. What was even more shocking was the fact that he kissed him back and after months of hiding in the closest, he’d dumped his picture perfect and extremely attractive girlfriend. Milo paced his room once again wearing only a pair of black Hugo Boss pants which exposed the band of his Calvin Klein underwear and no shirt as it was lying on his bed with the buttons un-done and a black bow-tie next to it. No one could deny that Milo was attractive what with his tanned Adonis like chest with its clearly defined muscles that could make any girl swoon. His strong jaw line and prominent chin gave him a modelesque pout worthy of Pierce Brosnan and his olive coloured skin that was so much like his mother’s seemed to colour coordinate well with the colour of his pale grey eyes and blondish brown hair. His bedroom had the aroma of Abercrombie & Fitch: Fierce and Milo paced to the other side of the room so that he can fasten a Cartier watch to his wrist. At that exact moment his iPhone 3Gs beeped and he gave a quick smile as he saw it from Brayden. It amused him that at that exact moment, his ex-girlfriend would be undoubtedly panicking about her dress (knowing Angie) in the same building as the guy who he was currently, well, in love with. He grabbed his skirt and quickly put it on before texting a reply to the sports player. He'd made the decision he'd been mulling over for the entire day. The message he was sent made his pulse rise and him gulp loudly.
hey,
geeze me too. crazy right?
i honestly can't wait to see you too.
i've decided to go - getting dressed atm.
lets hope your step-sister doesn't do a macbeth on me.
xx mil-o
He had to take a deep breath before he added the two 'xx's' onto the end of his message. It's been even months and it still felt bizarre to be sending kisses to a male even if he felt so much for him. From inside his room he could hear the voices of Jacinta and his mother downstairs. Surely she’d be leaving early to catch up with her date, Brandon who just happened to be Brayden’s twin brother. Wow, the deliciously twisted Portlocke relationship cycle just kept wonderfully turning! How dressed he stood in front of his mirror as he quickly fixed his trade-mark slightly spiked hair. Before he left his room he decided to send his step-sister a quick text to see how she was getting on. You can choose your friends, but you can’t choose your family... right?
jac-jac,
have a swell time tonight.
i srsly can't figure how i managed to miss you.
don't break too many hearts.
some girls wanna keep their bfs tonight.
(and think of brandon)
- milooo (:
After this he sailed down a marble staircase toward his mother who was waiting in the living room. He went two steps at a time with his iPhone in his pocked together with a few gentlemanly items in his pockets just in case hate-sex was on the agenda (not that he expected it to be anyway.) He jogged into the room where his ever beautiful mother was sitting just to kill the nerves that were creeping up his spine. He felt as if he was making giant mistake and that facing Angie would be disastrous. It was like he was going to walk into a room with some lions who been on the Atkin’s diet for the past few weeks. He could have written the script for his mother’s reaction to his appearance and he smiled at her still. Milo had a great relationship even since the whole coming out of the closest episode. Finch of course was being a little distant in the past few weeks although he’d tried to explain that he wasn’t gay. Maybe it was the fact that his son was into one of his friend’s sons. "You're so handsome and grown-up, Milo, darling." He smiled again and bent slightly to give his petite mother a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks, Mom." Was all he could say for the moment before he asked casually, "Has Riles come down yet? I though I'd escort her." Milo was particually close to his younger sister and definitely protective of her. When Lola told him that she wasn't ready yet, the ex-King walked into the hallway and called up the stairs of their house,
"RILEY-CAKES! HUR-R-R-RY UP! YOUR CARRIAGE AWAITS YOU, FAIR PRINCESS!"
this .
Running his fingers through his dirty blonde coloured hair he thought about Brayden and what had happened between the two of them. It had always been just a bromance with maybe watching a game on ESPN after practice or some small talk while Milo waited for Angie to get ready for a date. He certainly wasn’t expecting what was to come and he was surprised that he reacted so calmly when he first kissed the sports player. What was even more shocking was the fact that he kissed him back and after months of hiding in the closest, he’d dumped his picture perfect and extremely attractive girlfriend. Milo paced his room once again wearing only a pair of black Hugo Boss pants which exposed the band of his Calvin Klein underwear and no shirt as it was lying on his bed with the buttons un-done and a black bow-tie next to it. No one could deny that Milo was attractive what with his tanned Adonis like chest with its clearly defined muscles that could make any girl swoon. His strong jaw line and prominent chin gave him a modelesque pout worthy of Pierce Brosnan and his olive coloured skin that was so much like his mother’s seemed to colour coordinate well with the colour of his pale grey eyes and blondish brown hair. His bedroom had the aroma of Abercrombie & Fitch: Fierce and Milo paced to the other side of the room so that he can fasten a Cartier watch to his wrist. At that exact moment his iPhone 3Gs beeped and he gave a quick smile as he saw it from Brayden. It amused him that at that exact moment, his ex-girlfriend would be undoubtedly panicking about her dress (knowing Angie) in the same building as the guy who he was currently, well, in love with. He grabbed his skirt and quickly put it on before texting a reply to the sports player. He'd made the decision he'd been mulling over for the entire day. The message he was sent made his pulse rise and him gulp loudly.
hey,
geeze me too. crazy right?
i honestly can't wait to see you too.
i've decided to go - getting dressed atm.
lets hope your step-sister doesn't do a macbeth on me.
xx mil-o
He had to take a deep breath before he added the two 'xx's' onto the end of his message. It's been even months and it still felt bizarre to be sending kisses to a male even if he felt so much for him. From inside his room he could hear the voices of Jacinta and his mother downstairs. Surely she’d be leaving early to catch up with her date, Brandon who just happened to be Brayden’s twin brother. Wow, the deliciously twisted Portlocke relationship cycle just kept wonderfully turning! How dressed he stood in front of his mirror as he quickly fixed his trade-mark slightly spiked hair. Before he left his room he decided to send his step-sister a quick text to see how she was getting on. You can choose your friends, but you can’t choose your family... right?
jac-jac,
have a swell time tonight.
i srsly can't figure how i managed to miss you.
don't break too many hearts.
some girls wanna keep their bfs tonight.
(and think of brandon)
- milooo (:
After this he sailed down a marble staircase toward his mother who was waiting in the living room. He went two steps at a time with his iPhone in his pocked together with a few gentlemanly items in his pockets just in case hate-sex was on the agenda (not that he expected it to be anyway.) He jogged into the room where his ever beautiful mother was sitting just to kill the nerves that were creeping up his spine. He felt as if he was making giant mistake and that facing Angie would be disastrous. It was like he was going to walk into a room with some lions who been on the Atkin’s diet for the past few weeks. He could have written the script for his mother’s reaction to his appearance and he smiled at her still. Milo had a great relationship even since the whole coming out of the closest episode. Finch of course was being a little distant in the past few weeks although he’d tried to explain that he wasn’t gay. Maybe it was the fact that his son was into one of his friend’s sons. "You're so handsome and grown-up, Milo, darling." He smiled again and bent slightly to give his petite mother a kiss on the cheek. "Thanks, Mom." Was all he could say for the moment before he asked casually, "Has Riles come down yet? I though I'd escort her." Milo was particually close to his younger sister and definitely protective of her. When Lola told him that she wasn't ready yet, the ex-King walked into the hallway and called up the stairs of their house,
"RILEY-CAKES! HUR-R-R-RY UP! YOUR CARRIAGE AWAITS YOU, FAIR PRINCESS!"
this .
hey, it's champagne and this gal has been at it for
two years now. they are fifteen years old.
