Post by Sarah Duha on Jan 23, 2008 21:20:33 GMT -5
Name: Sarah Duha
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Birthday: January 1, 1990
Sexuality: Straight
Clique: Populars
Personality:
Family:
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Birthday: January 1, 1990
Sexuality: Straight
Clique: Populars
Personality:
Sarah knew for a fact she was hot. She knew she could get anyone. If you want to meet the whore of the school your looking at her. There no guy that hadn't slept with. If there was a guy that she hadn't slept with. It wouldn't be long before she did. She loved the attention of guys. She was a bit bitchy. But who wasn't. She loved to party. Yes that did mean drinking. She LOVED to drink to the extreme. Meaning by the time she was done she almost couldn't walk. She was the type who could be drunk and yet she was still the best driver there was. But when she was sober don't trust her in a car. She was silly at times. Who are we kidding Sarah was always laughing. If it wasn't about some girl getting mad that her boyfriend was flirting with her it was because Some guy was flirting with her. She was a good faker. Not only if you are bad in bed but she could put the best fake smile on her face. She used it only if necessary. She is the type to tell you how it is and that was the only way it was going to be. Sarah was not at all the type to sit back and take crap from people either. She was the type to stand up for herself adn other people to. She was at times nice. But not to the extinct she made you want to puke. She was barely like that at all. She gave really great advice. She loved to hook people up. If they were mean't for each other why not. Like they always said were you love someone you always can tell but if you are in love everyone else can tell. She was there for anyone. She didn't care if you were her worst enemy. She was going to ask you if you are alright. She was the biggest sweetheart. Well deep down in side her coldless heart. Well it wasn't the cold. She loved to cuddle. She was the cuddly girl. She loved to try and keep a long relationship. But that was extremely hard because she grew bored really quickly. But she would love to see the guy that could tame her heart. Sarah was a tough chick. She could fight. No doubt. She was tough cookie. So if expect to get in a fight with her. Don't expect to win.Likes:
-HerselfDislikes:
-Music
-Myspace
-Drinking
-Make-up
-Sex
-Make-up Sex
-Skiing
-sledding
-cheerleading
-getting what she wants
-Your boyfriend
-DRAMA
-Boys
-caramel
-sunshine
-HatersAppearance:
-People that don't like her
-People who think they are better then her
-Chocolate
-Spinach
-Disco music
-Jerks
-Cheaters
-the smell of Cigarettes
-moochers
-boojees
-the word love.
-sleeping alone
-the dark
-sharing
Sarah was a medium height. She was at 5'5. Which is decent. You can not say that she was too short or too tall. She was perfect. She fit right in with everyone else. Her family was all short or medium hieght. So she was surprised she had gotten this tall.Model: Hilary Duff
Her hair was naturally blonde. She has died it different colors. Black her newest color being one of them. She died it a caramel brown and back to blonde. Dyed it brown adn then black. She liked dying her hair different colors. It ws fun to her. Nothin was better than changing your hair color.
Her eyes were blue. Yes they were amazing. You could get lost in her eyes. They were a pool of wonder. You always wanted to know what she was thinking. You would think to look into her eyes to find out. But nah. You have to know her to understand her.
She has her belly botton pierced along with her ears and cartildge. Sooner not now but soon she will get a tattoo. But doesnt knwo when. When is it a good time to get a tattoo? When your her age or maybe alittle older. She was soon to get one.
Family:
Michelle DuhaHistory:
Micheal Duha
Unlike most kids. She had the perfect life. She was her mother and father pride and joy. What could she do that was so wrong. In her parents eyes, nothing. She was born in Florida. She went to school there. Her life was there. She had the nicest and biggest house that anyone could imagine. She had it all. The money, the cars, the fashion, the everything. She loved it. She loved being the whore she was. She got what she wanted when she wanted. She grew up a happy life. Her parents were always there for her. She was on the gymnastics team. So you could believe she was very flexible. Her mom was her best friend. Her dad was her hero. There was nothing more in life thaty she loved. She was happier than you could get a kid. She had many friends. Her mom's job required them to move to Chicago when she was 14 years old. She didn't mind it. She still got everything. Her move was quite easy. She made friends with the people they lived close by. Well most likely people with Pent houses. Her mom got involved with her nieghbors. Her dad was always working now. Life became much harder for her parents. Well atleast her dad. Sarah was alwayts getting into trouble. She now drank at age fourteen. What kind of kid does that. She smoked weed more than anyone could imagine. Her parents were not in the zone to see that their kid was slipping. She lost her virginity a few months after being in Chicago. Atleast it was to her boyfriend right? He was her everything. She loved him more than she could love a person. She actually thought he loved her too. But hey two whores can never be in love. She found that out the hard way. They stayed together for a year. That was only cause they were the hottest things around. They never hung out and the only time they did were to catch the lime light. They said hi and byes. Finally she couldn't out up with it. What was the point of staying with soemone if all you do is skeep with opther people and never talk. So she broke up with him. But who cares. She still had her looks, her body, and her cash. More her parents cash but who is the one to say. Sarah finally got into so much trouble that they kicked her out of public school. She was sent to Mercy Love. She didn't care. She told her parents that she will go there. Her parents sent her. Right when she got there. She had already started making friends and of course enemies. Why did she care if people hated her. She didn't hate them. Unless you gave her reason to hate you. She was nice at first, but when you get to know her you will be able to see the real bit.ch that lays within.Roleplay Sample:
Mya layed on her bed curled up in a ball. Yes, of course she was sleeping. She was tossing and turning. She finally rolled so much that she fell off of her bed. She quickly jumped up as she hit the floor. "What?" she called out as she jumped up. She looked around and looked at her clock. It was already 12:00. She sighed and picked up her blanket. She walked over to her bathroom and prepared to take a shower. She turned the water on too luke warm and pulled off her shirt.
She sighed as she slid off her pink girl boxers. She took off the rest of her clothes and climbed in. She got goosebumps as she sat under the water. She grabbed her Pantene Pro-V shampoo. She washed her hair and started to rinse all th soap out. She then grabbed her conditioner. She put it in her hair. Grabbing her soap and wash rags. She set them under water. To get the rags wet and the soap soapy. She washed her body and then started to shave her petite legs.
She rinsed the rest of her hair out. She grabbed a towel and threw her hair up in one. Grabbed another and started to dry off her body. She wrapped the towel around her body and walked to her closet. She put on a pink lacey bra and her matching underwear. she walked ot the bathroom and took the towel off her head. She grabbed her blow dryer and started to blow dry her wet blonde hair. After about an half hour it was already 1:20pm. She started to striaghten her hair. At 1:50pm her hair was completelt finished.
She walked back to her closet to get on the rest of her clothes. She was wearing a pink lacey camisole along with a pair of darkwash bermuda shorts. She looked in the mirror and smiled. it was now time for her make-up. She walked back to the bathroom and grabbed her make-up bucket. She went through it and grabbed black eyeliner and black mascara. She put on some eyeliner. It wasn't to think or too thin. She applied her mascara. Aloing with some cover-up. She looked in the mirror as she put on her lip-gloss. She was now finished. She smiled in the mirror. She walked to her couch and sat down. It was basically as if she got ready for nothing. Maybe someone whould stop by?