Post by KATIE MARIE LANDRY on Jun 2, 2009 17:26:31 GMT -5
katerina marie landry
HAI THERE, I’M KATERINA MARIE LANDRY. BUT MOST PEOPLE CALL ME KATIE. I’LL PROBABLY ANSWER TO ANYTHING THOUGH TO BE HONEST. APRIL 16 IS A PRETTY BIG DAY FOR ME SINCE IT WAS WHEN I WAS BORN; GETTING GIFTS IS ALWAYS A PLUS THOUGH. THIS MEANS I’M EIGHTEEN YEARS OLD, BUT LET’S NOT TALK ABOUT HOW OLD I’M GETTING. I WAS BORN IN DIRRRTY VEGAS, IT’S AN OKAY PLACE BUT NOTHING COMPARED TO WHERE I LIVE NOW SEATTLE. I DON’T MEAN TO BRAG BUT MY JOB IS PRETTY DAMN AWESOME, YOU’D THINK SO TOO IF YOU WERE ACTRESS/SINGER. IT’S NO SECRET THAT I LIKE BOYS. APPARENTLY PEOPLE SEEM TO THINK I LOOK LIKE MIA FROM MYSPACE BUT I THINK THEIR CRAZY.
NOW YOU KNOW A LITTLE ABOUT MY CHARACTER I’M GOING TO LET YOU KNOW A BIT ABOUT ME, SAMI. I’M SURE YOU’VE HEARD OF ME BEFORE RIGHT? I’M --- YEARS OLD BUT IT’S NOT LIKE THAT’S IMPORTANT. IF YOU’RE INTERESTED MY OTHER CHARACTERS ON HERE ARE NONE, CHECK THEM OUT. I’VE BEEN ROLEPLAYING FOR FIVE YEARS, I CONSIDER MYSELF A PRO BY NOW. IF YOU FEEL THE NEED TO CONTACT ME ABOUT ANYTHING THAT HIT ME UP AT AIM, MSN, PM.
i hope the air will serve to remind you,
THAT MY HEART IS AS COLD AS THE CLOUDS OF YOUR BREATH.
hunter's eyes caught those of her horse's as she stood face to face with the magnificent beast standing there in her backyard. as she leaned against the fence, she reached out to stroke the gelding's long face. with one hand she stroked him, the other was wrapped around a bottle of chardonnay she took from the wine cellar in the basement of the house. she sighed as she looked at the bottle. i really shouldn't, she said out loud to no one in particular. what could the horse do? he couldn't tell her to put the bottle back and save her life. besides, one drink wasn't enough to make her drunk. she pulled herself away from the fence and cast one last glance at her horses before making her way back to the front of the house where her purse was sitting on the floor by the garage.
she grabbed it and dumped the bottle into the bag. closing it, she slung it onto the crook of her arm and took off down the sidewalk, her dog following at her heels. her direction? the park. hunter was silent, looking down most of the time at the tattoo she had gotten a few weeks ago on her left foot. it was a tattoo of a broken heart with her brother's name. her brother had been her everything. her favorite sibling, her best friend. sure he barely understood what she said sometimes, but he knew without her saying a word. the two spent so much time together, it was weird to not be around her friends much anymore. she didn't really mind much, though. she loved josh very much. it was hard for people to understand why she was so close to him. her brother had been diagnosed with down syndrome when he was first born and it was rather devastating to the family.
however, josh and hunter were so close because they were the oldest born and hunter was the first to grow up with him with such a disorder. josh was definitely a very sweet boy and hunter tried to make as much time as possible for them to hang out together and for her to go out riding with josh. she sighed as she looked back up as she neared the park. she came here whenever she wanted to escape her house. in the hartwick house, there were no secrets. he parents were cool with everything, even her drinking, but they did put a limit on it. she could only drink twice a week and she couldn't come home drunk under any circumstances during the week. her parents were cool and hunter was glad that they were, but she knew they would never approve of her drinking this entire bottle of wine.
she shrugged and sat down under a giant oak tree, pulling her iPod out along with the bottle. her golden retriever puppy bounded around her in circles and she un-locked the leash letting her puppy roam a bit. she saw her puppy lay down and she put the leash down for a moment to open the wine bottle. as she did, she took a sip and took hold of the leash. she watched her puppy run around, stopping to sniff at random strangers passing by where she sat. she didn't pay much attention as she looked through her camera, scanning over the images she had taken. she loved photography and she thought she was pretty good; not to sound conceited or anything. she grimaced at a picture of a boy sitting on a slide with his hands in the shape of a heart. more like a broken heart for hunter. the boy had led her on, took her v-card, and then left her to move back to where he came from.
that was bullshit. she couldn't even believe she got into all of that. she took another swig of the wine, tilting her head back as she continued flipping through the pictures. she wanted someone to just come along, at least.
tagg, your it, doll face. dustin and miss hunter
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