Post by marilyn on Aug 8, 2009 21:40:39 GMT -5
marilyn diane hunt.
n i n e t e e n. f e m a l e. c o m p a s s i o n a t e. m i d d l e c l a s s.
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marilyn, or mary as she more commonly goes by, is a work in progress. she is always changing, coming more and more out of her shell, and trying to improve herself as a person. this girl who use to be as awkward and quiet as a naked statue has become the front prima ballerina. a shy girl has transformed into someone who can't stop talking and is always flirting with the boys. she hosted before and after parties for staff of drama and dance productions and is always speaking her mind. what a transformation.
in middle school and early high school, marilyn diane brookes was a shell of a girl. she rarely spoke, a heir of depression was always around her, and in truth she had no friends. this was both a personal choice and a choice of others. she stayed away from people with the fear of getting hurt. her sixth grade year of school, her parents got divorced after she had caught her father in an affair with her nanny. the divorce left mary in this shell. she was left confused. her life had been perfect by all appearances. she thought that in her parents she saw true love. when her parents divorce, her life shattered and so did what she thought was happiness.
it tooks years for mary to come out of her shell and it was only due to one thing that this happened: dance. dance became the glue of marilyn's life. she took a liking to it and then a determination to do it. she woke up in the mornings would practice her pliées and relevées, then she would go to school and come home for several dance classes. the dance was an individual thing for mary at first but then friends came and soon enough mary was on stage. recitals showed off mary's new demeanor as did plays. the city of milwaukee had a new uprising starlit on their hands.
the starlit never would have risen if her brother hadn't been their the entire time. when she was in her depression, he was the only one she'd talk to. ryan is her twin brother and they know each other like no one else. he loyally shows up to her shows and if he cannot for some emergency reason send three doses yellow roses. he was always loud, never afraid to hurt anyone's feelings, but extremely kind when you got to know him. despite the fact they are twins and she is older, marilyn always looked up to ryan like an older brother and he always took care of her like one.
mary has become a social butterfly but is not so much one when it comes to dating. since she saw her parents marriage fall apart, she is always on a quest debating whether or not love really exists. she flirts with men constantly but never truly gets close to anyone. it's such a shame that the beautiful blue-eyed dark haired girl isn't taken. busy, busy, busy, she normally is anyway.
at nineteen, college is her life. marilyn enjoys the university very much and has been expecting to go to it since she was a child. she is a dance major and is a psychology minor. she is planning to dance as long as possible, then get a psychology degree, and eventually have a family (whether or not she finds a husband.)wow, i'm glad to be joining UNTOUCHED. my name just so happens to be CC, and the celebrity who i am using just so happens to be alexis bledel. i've been doing this for two and a half years, so i pretty much know how this all works.
all lisa turpin had to hear was the nickname coined for her to know it was michael speaking. he was the one who created the name and was the only one who called her it. alright there, lesbo? had come out of michael's mouth and this made her much more comfortable. she was glad it had been him lurking around the common room rather than some creeping. don't freak me out like that. transvestites lurking in corners of the common room at three in the morning can be quite scary, you know. she wasn't quite sure what the time was and it wasn't a witty comeback like she normally had to responded but she was truly tired. lisa still hadn't opened her eyes but when she finally did she saw michael standing above her with his normal smirk on his face. that smirk could make a large smile come across her face whenever she saw it, even when she was dead tired.
the couch was so comfortable she did not want to get up but the kind part of her would. lisa laid smiling on the couch peacefully before conserving enough energy to get up. with one swift moment, lisa propelled herself up into a sitting position. she next looked to the seat beside her on the royal blue couch and looked to michael. sit down, take a load off. what brings you down into the common room on this lovely morning? lisa yawned widely and wondered if it was morning and if so what time it was. she had purposely phrased her question the way muggle doctors said that question when she had, on rare occasions, come in for appointments.
lisa knew it was common for many ravenclaw students to be in the common room studying late at night or anxiously pacing around, worried about some problem or another, but michael was not common. he never seemed one to worry greatly about anything rather studying. he was intelligent enough he never needed to really. worrying had always been lisa's fotré. she tried to think of the possible reasons that michael was in the common room and guess either he couldn't sleep or he was hungry. often she had snuck down to the common room or down to the kitchen to grab some food.
a wearing sleepiness brought lisa's head down to rest on her arm which was propped up on the couch armrest. she closed her eyes once again. she knew the smart thing to do would be to go to sleep right away but she decided that an all-nighter was in order. lisa decided she could catch up the sleep on the weekend or free periods. she waited for michael to take a seat beside her, hoping that she could lean against him or find some way to lay back down. if she pulled an all-nighter, she still needed some rest. conserving energy would be a smart idea for her. her book laid out in front of her. the title taunting her. she truly hated arthimancy. numbers had never been her strong suit.
did i mention this application template was created by JESSICA. She was bored, and felt inspired. So yeah, credit is due where it is due. She goes by GAGA @ CAUTION. Not that it matters since she rarely posts anything there.