Post by taylor amelia hilton on Apr 6, 2009 11:42:34 GMT -5
TAYLOR AMELIA HILTON
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NAME taylor amelia hilton
NICKNAMES tay, taybbi, miss taylor-amie, miss hilton
AGE twenty going on twenty one
GENDER female
SEXUALITY straight considering bisexuality
ON TOUR WITH hollywood whores
AS THEIR lead guitarist
LIKES jokes, cartoons, color, pizza, movies, converse, alone time, dying my hair, reading, the beach, sunglasses, sunny days, umbrellas, the rain, cinderella, gags, the simpsons, piano, playing guitar, immaturity
DISLIKES fake relationships, movies with bad plots, gross tatoos, downstairs piercings, greasy hair, uncleanliness, being teased, the movie the lion king, skulls, skeletons, blood, gore, scary movies, heart break, death
FEARS dying, being used, heights, bears
STRENGTHS playing guitar, jokes, sarcasm, immaturity, smiling, laughing, dancing
WEAKNESSES clumsiness, adoring fans, relationships, being bullied
GOALS to have a successful band, to finally be in a stable relationship
SECRETS
I hate other countries, and I don’t mean people I just hate the things that could happen to you,
I punched a teacher once, but it was at a masquerade dance so they didn't know it was me..
PERSONALITY I’m surely girly, but I’m a definite sweetie pie. Hi, I’m Taylor, a girl who loves the sunshine, loves to joke around and have fun, but who is not afraid to fight for what she wants. I will get your guy, but I’ll be your very best pal. I am pretty, sure, and I know how to work it. Or, that’s what they tell me. I can be a real conniving backstabber, or I can be the sweetest most innocent person you’ve ever met, or the most extraordinary girl with the whole floor laid out for her to walk on.
I am a very good pal, though, and I’m the one who walks up to the guy who turned you down and ask him whether or not his gay, and tell him his boyfriend just slapped me with his purse. I can defend you are my self very nicely, since I’m not afraid to quarrel, but I am also very smiley and easy going, innocent and loved.
I am lovely and innocent, I can pull anything off, but I can also get my wish at the snap of my fingers.
But, I’m a real friend clutcher. I need friends, I need people, I need socialization. I can’t stand it when people are mad at me, or when I’m disliked because of some silly little fixable mistake. That’s one of my flaws, if I do say so myself.
I am also a bit clumsy, but I am the girl who laughs about it. I’m the little sister type, the one who wants to get a piggy back ride from her close friends, and who wants to have a friend who would consider her as a best, enough to fake a relation. But that’s little kid stuff.
I love to have fun, to joke around, and to be myself. I don't care if I am laughed it, since it's generally my goal, and I'm the girl who you'll always see has a smile on her face.
I'm a real people person, very enjoyable, but I know when enough is enough. I'll snap at you if you're too much to handle, but that's only once in a while. I'm very very carefree.
I don't really have the guts or brains to deal with lies, so it sort of aggravates me, because I can't really deal with rumors. I get really hot, and sort of do a few stamps with my feet, trying to explain how that couldn't be possible, but normally I'm just ignored or laughed at. It's very frustrating.
My biggest flaw, though, has to be in relationships. First impressions are not my strong point, and I always seem to forward or not into it. I’m a little afraid to be in some form of relationship now, because I don’t know when I’ll finally get it right, and than I won’t know cause I constantly change my habits. Sigh.
PARENTS
father: My dads name is Connor, middle name is Steve I believe, (look! I made a rhyme!), and the last name is obvious. He’s thirty six and the years keep coming. But I love my daddy, I really do. He’s such a player; and I mean that of fun games. He loves football, and he adores each of his kids; mostly me. My dad always carries me on his shoulders, and isn’t afraid to introduce me as the bright one at a family gathering, even when my academic grades slip. He’s proud of me for who I am.
mother: My mom, Jenna Annabelle Rice-Hilton, and I are not the closest. My mother was always busy writing her stories, and my father was out job hunting. I was alone with my siblings a lot, even though my mother was in the house. She was always locked away upstairs someplace and I was left with my brother, barely holding my sanity. You see, she was and is a writer, has been through her 39 years, while my father was currently working part time as a mail man. But, he was attending college to be a scientist….
SIBLINGS
He’s immature, and doesn’t know his place, and that’s a bit too much for a hardly mature herself girl to handle.
I have two twin siblings, I practically know nothing about them, but I am the only girl child. There names are Casey and Charlie, and they are both around six years old now. Ew. The worst possible age for a teenager, or my mother for that matter, too be dealing with.
HOMETOWN Newport, California
OTHER FIGURES nope (:
HISTORY
I was always the easy, low maintenance child, especially compared to my older brother. He's the rebel rouser; I'm just me. Plain old Taylor. I'm sure you'd like a little more detail?
I was born in a hospital in Los Angeles; thought to be another boy. That hurts to hear now; except for the fact that my parents love the fact that I was born a female. My brother was only two, held in my fathers arms by my mothers bedside, while I was cradled in her arms. I had a full head of brown hair; it was there but not long.
At first through my years of being a child, my brother and I were very close. He'd never leave me behind and I'd never go on without him. Some people thought us twins, though we looked nothing alike, bit I thought of him as something else. My mentor; my admiration; my best friend.
We grew apart, however, as he reached his teen years. I quickly separated myself from the memories to get to know my mother. That's when all my tomboy natures broke off and I went full throttle into little girl mode. The makeup, the dresses, the all. I kept like that for a few years until I found out my mothers secret.
I was eleven. She was growing larger; I knew she was keeping something from me. My brother probably knew, but I didn't dare talk to him. I was to much of a coward to ask my father. I asked her about it, and of course, she told me nothing. That's when I broke away from my mother. If she was going to keep secrets I didn't want to be a part.
The twins came a few weeks later; I adored being the older sister. My brother and I got strangely closer at the thought of being older siblings; and we enjoy our little private jokes now. I personally didn't mind the twins, they just gave my mother a hassle and bothered my brother constantly. All the more reason to like them.
Things changed for me when my brother was shipped off to college. I knew my time was coming soon. I still was distant from my mother, something I didn't intend to fix. I spent the summer with my twin siblings and then it was off to high school. That was just the course my life had to take. Or so I thought..
I had a lot of friends, and I also had a rebellious side. i wasn't about to sit down and let my parents handle me the way I should be dealt with. A few buddies of mine and I took our own little vacation to Hawaii, and boy was it fun. The best part of it, though, was when my talent was recognized.
I had known how to play guitar for years, and I've had plenty of rock band and guitar hero experience to help me. It sounds ridiculous from that stand point, but we used to go to music studios all the time for my brothers' piano lessons, so I knew my way around a guitar.
I stood up in front of my small audience on a pool deck, the battery had long since died on my phone so there was no parental phone call interruption, and I played my heart out. In fact, so well that I wish my parents had actually been witnessing this, for my talent was a secret from them, though not actually something that could get me in trouble like running away.
I was recognized by a few teenagers throwing together a band, and the next thing ya know, I was in the Hollywood whores. Going back to California wouldn't be fun, but it turns out we were heading back to Illinois for a tour in a few months, so I just had to lay low until there was only so much time to break it to my family, and leave before they could do anything about it. And let me tell you, band life is sweet.
NAME baylyn
AGE fourteen
EXPERIENCE five years
OTHER CHARACTERS romie white
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