TexasAngel28
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OOC: For right now this will be a rp thread between myself and Gareman. We hope you will enjoy reading it though. If after the first couple of posts you think you'd like to maybe join in, pm one of us and let us know and we'll figure out a part for you. Enjoy. 
IC:
Name: Callie Noel
Age: 25
Height: 5'4
Weight: 115
Featuers: She has long wavy honey blond hair that reaces the middle of her back and is usuall braided or pulled into a pony tail. She has amber colored eyes, yes, amber. She has a slight tan dresses like she walked out of a Vogue magazine.
Callie sat in the living room and looked out the large picture window as the snow began to fall that evening. Her parents were in the other room talking about wedding plans, but Callie was not all that thrilled about the wedding itself. Not to say she didn't love her fiancee, she did, but, he was dull and boring to say the least. "Predictable and stable" said her father. Yes, he would say that. As long as the man had money and Callie would never work, that's all her father cared for. Her mother had never worked a day in her life. She was spoiled and selfish. Callie did not want to end up that way at all.
Grabbing her leather coat, she pulled it on and wrapped a cream colored scarf around her neck. She pulled open the door and walked out into the night. Her black leather boots crunched in the snow. She pulled leather gloves onto her hands, her slender fingers sliding into all the right spaces. She was wearing black jeans and a long sleeved, crushed velvet, emerald green shirt underneat her coat. As she walked down the driveway to the sidewalk, her thoughts turned to childhood. She'd never lived anywhere but in this house, on this street. All her friends were in this neighborhood. Boyfriends? She'd had plenty, but never any who'd set her body and soul on fire or made her just mad with desire. That's what she wanted from life now...but if she married Jeffry, she'd never have that...

IC:
Name: Callie Noel
Age: 25
Height: 5'4
Weight: 115
Featuers: She has long wavy honey blond hair that reaces the middle of her back and is usuall braided or pulled into a pony tail. She has amber colored eyes, yes, amber. She has a slight tan dresses like she walked out of a Vogue magazine.
Callie sat in the living room and looked out the large picture window as the snow began to fall that evening. Her parents were in the other room talking about wedding plans, but Callie was not all that thrilled about the wedding itself. Not to say she didn't love her fiancee, she did, but, he was dull and boring to say the least. "Predictable and stable" said her father. Yes, he would say that. As long as the man had money and Callie would never work, that's all her father cared for. Her mother had never worked a day in her life. She was spoiled and selfish. Callie did not want to end up that way at all.
Grabbing her leather coat, she pulled it on and wrapped a cream colored scarf around her neck. She pulled open the door and walked out into the night. Her black leather boots crunched in the snow. She pulled leather gloves onto her hands, her slender fingers sliding into all the right spaces. She was wearing black jeans and a long sleeved, crushed velvet, emerald green shirt underneat her coat. As she walked down the driveway to the sidewalk, her thoughts turned to childhood. She'd never lived anywhere but in this house, on this street. All her friends were in this neighborhood. Boyfriends? She'd had plenty, but never any who'd set her body and soul on fire or made her just mad with desire. That's what she wanted from life now...but if she married Jeffry, she'd never have that...