Lovely...

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by *TaylorrLovesYou (01), Jun 7, 2012.

  1. Name:Saffire Wallace aka Saffy

    Age:same as Mallory

    Race:Asian american

    Personality:
    Friendly but very cautious. Quiet to people she doesn't know but very chatty once close to her.Treasures people close to her.Very helpful to everyone.She can read people's intentions and personalities by their handwritings or palms but never gives away what she has read about them.Has 6th sense..Attracts boys easily but not interested in them.(not bi tho).Honor-Roll student.

    Fashion:Always has her own way of dressing up but still keep to trends
    Always in n
    Miniskirts are her favs.

    Built:
    5'4 in height
    90pounds(not skinny but slender,not underweight)
    Perky lush pinkish lips
    Her rosted Chesnut Brown eyes are her most loved facial feature
    Soft tanned skin(natural)
    Long burgundy brown slight wavy hair with streaks of red(below shoulder)

    hope it's good enough
     
  2. I'm pretty sure 90 pounds is underweight at the day and age shea gonna be...
     
  3. I shall make it work, my dears!
    Although I still need another girl and a boy. Ehh, fuck it. I'll make them up. 
     
  4. Adam!!um 90pounds is underweight...oh well
     
  5. Yeah... For 17... 90 pounds is anorexic
     
  6. What bout 110pounds then
     
  7. 17? Try 120... You can call 120 fat if you want, but I call it healthy. Ha
     
  8. I'm 115 and I'm not fat.
     
  9. I don't think it's fat at all.
     
  10. So, would my two lovely readers like an update?
    (And no, I didn't mean it my my two readers of lovely, I was calling yall lovely.)
     
  11. ********Adrián's point of view!********

    I ran down the three flights of stairs and heard Mallory coming after me.
    'Shit' I muttered to myself. We needed to change her gauze on her wrists. I went to the First Aid room and grabbed her antibiotic, antiseptic, some Neosporin, and her gauze.
    "Safety first!" I said to her with a smirk when she got down to the first floor.
    "Probably would be a good idea.." She smiled at me and held out her wrists.
    I took the gauze from yesterday off, cleaned it with the antiseptic, applied some Neosporin, and re-wrapped them.
    "Thanks! My handy, dandy helper." She quoted blues clues on the last part. I laughed and we walked to the garage.
    "Which car? You pick." we stood in front of our wide range of cars.
    "Hmmm... That one." She pointed to the white and red Koenigsegg Agera R. It was a gift to Mallory her freshman year for getting straight a's. It was a 1.6 million dollar car. Talk about spoiled.
    Okay. I grabbed the keys for it off of the hook in front of it.
    "Okay, lets goooooo!" We hopped into the car and buckled ourselves in.
    "So, madam. Where will we be going this fine afternoon?" I said as I was back out of the garage.
    "SHOPPING!" She nearly broke my eardrum!
    "The mall is on the corner of 28th street and Hansworth drive. Keep going straight down this road, then take a left at the light. Keep going til we hit Hansworth drive, then if you keep going down that road it'll be on the right." She smiled at me and I followed her directions. Within 10 minutes we pulled up at 'Northstar Mall'.
    "Okay. Where do you want to go?" I asked her as we entered through the revolving doors. -Whoever said nothing was impossible never tried to slam one of those things.
    "Ummm... Let's go to Juicy." Damn it. She knows I hate that store. It smells like girl and flowers.
    "Ugh. Fine. But we're going to Armani Exchange after." She rolled her eyes and we went to Juicy Couture.
    We were in that damned place for a good half an hour. She ended up getting two bottles of perfume. Waste of time.
    "Okay. Armani?" She asked me, looking at the mall map.
    "Yupp." I replied, smiling.
    "Second floor." She said and we got into the elevator.
    I was browsing around in Armani when I looked at Mallory. She was staring at a guy. He had blonde hair, almost as blonde as hers, he was muscular, tan, and I could see his blue eyes from across the store. But there was something different, he had a long scar going from his right eye down to nearly his collar bone. There was something about the way Mallory was looking at him... It bothered me.. 'Stay focused, little sister.' I sent into her head through the bond. 'I don't know... There's something about him... I want to know. I want to hear his story. He looks so interesting...' She sent back, still staring at the mystery man. He looked at her, their eyes met for about a minute until she looked away and bit her lip. He continued to study her features. But the weird thing, not once did his eyes travel to the 'Wrong' places. Yet something about him gave me a weird vibe...
     
  12. Bumpdate! New reader
     
  13. mystery guyomgee!!this is starting to get fun!!!-I like love and super love it!!!
    BUMP
     
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