Sweetp4u
Mischief Maker
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Bethany Smith (Beth)
28 years old
Long sandy blond hair.
Brown eyes
Athletic shape.
Widowed, no children.
5'7" 125lbs. Cat like grace, many martial arts training and areobics instructor durring the day.
IC:
There is something to be said about history. It has a funny twist and also gives plenty of reasons for one's actions in their daily routine of life...
History is what started this game and history is probably will end it.. If he can catch me that is.. Always loved a good game of cat and mouse.. And I loved to bait him..
Before I get into who he is I should give a little history shouldn't I?
Back in highschool, the three of us, with many others, attended the same school in this same city. Rick, myself and Mark. All in different classes of course and different crowds. Rick was the 'bad boy' in school, sexy as sin and goin' no where.. Too bad I hadn't thought of that before it was too late eh? Mark was the serious one, dedicated to his jobs, his grades, his mother as well. Serious and utterly boring! Also a sexy guy. On the basket ball team, on the football team but also many school clubs as well. The all around high achiever.
Was I attracted to him? Yes. Did I act on it? Not really. I was a cheerleader and trouble on two legs. Loved to torment and taunt Mark although I was seeing Rick from freshmen year on.. It didn't stop me how ever, nothing could. I would flaunt myself around him, brush against him when he helped me in home room. I watched him at games and often would flash a little more. Cornered him once in the bathroom and pressed myself so far against him, I could feel his excitement building.
Alas, he grew to know my game and avoided me, it still did not stop the taunting...
Graduation day came and went, Rick and I married instantly, not bothering with college, I figured the 'rich boy-gone bad' would be able to take care of me.. If I had only known..
A year ago, after living on the edge for so long and part of his 'crew', Rick died in a high speed chase. He stole the wrong damned car at the wrong damned time and paid for it.. With his life.. I managed to get away with it, claiming no knowledge when the rest of the crew split to Chicago for safety measures.
I didn't miss Rick really, he was abusive and controlling half the time, but he was not too bad..After all he taught me all he knew about auto theft.. And so this opens up the next part of the story..
Areobic instructors did not make enough, the apartment was closed down for something out of code and I was forced to find new means of survival on my own. I took up where Rick left off. I made the nessecary contacts and got to work. Within a month's time I had enough cash to buy a home... But where did I buy this home?
Why right next door to my favorite play toy... Mark Johnson. Detective Mark Johnson.. The same detective who busted Rick a year ago. Why you ask? Because it's a game you see.. One I just can't seem to give up without a fight. Tormenting Mark.. It may be crazy, hell it is down right nuts living next to the detective in charge of auto thefts in this city... But I was a risky gal, and I loved a challenge!
Moving in did not take long and for two days and nights I did not see Mark at all. His home was empty and he had no kids, I assumed he was still single and still over working to bust the 'teen agers' who kept stealing cars. He had no idea I was still in town, he hadn't seen me in that years time, boy was he in for a shocking revelation!
Standing by the front window, I gazed past the curtains as Mark exited his car and walked up the steps to his front door. standing well over six foot, he still looked as good as he did 10 years ago on graduation day.
Swirling my mixed drink in hand, I smiled as I let the curtains fall back into place, hiding me from his view.
"Let the games begin..." I murmured to no one, a sassy smile curving my lips as I backed away from the window.. Tonights target.. A dodge viper.. A prominant lawyer's dodge viper.. I shivered with anticipation, I could hardly wait!
ooc: Detective Johnson will be played by Mikeylikesit
28 years old
Long sandy blond hair.
Brown eyes
Athletic shape.
Widowed, no children.
5'7" 125lbs. Cat like grace, many martial arts training and areobics instructor durring the day.
IC:
There is something to be said about history. It has a funny twist and also gives plenty of reasons for one's actions in their daily routine of life...
History is what started this game and history is probably will end it.. If he can catch me that is.. Always loved a good game of cat and mouse.. And I loved to bait him..
Before I get into who he is I should give a little history shouldn't I?
Back in highschool, the three of us, with many others, attended the same school in this same city. Rick, myself and Mark. All in different classes of course and different crowds. Rick was the 'bad boy' in school, sexy as sin and goin' no where.. Too bad I hadn't thought of that before it was too late eh? Mark was the serious one, dedicated to his jobs, his grades, his mother as well. Serious and utterly boring! Also a sexy guy. On the basket ball team, on the football team but also many school clubs as well. The all around high achiever.
Was I attracted to him? Yes. Did I act on it? Not really. I was a cheerleader and trouble on two legs. Loved to torment and taunt Mark although I was seeing Rick from freshmen year on.. It didn't stop me how ever, nothing could. I would flaunt myself around him, brush against him when he helped me in home room. I watched him at games and often would flash a little more. Cornered him once in the bathroom and pressed myself so far against him, I could feel his excitement building.
Alas, he grew to know my game and avoided me, it still did not stop the taunting...
Graduation day came and went, Rick and I married instantly, not bothering with college, I figured the 'rich boy-gone bad' would be able to take care of me.. If I had only known..
A year ago, after living on the edge for so long and part of his 'crew', Rick died in a high speed chase. He stole the wrong damned car at the wrong damned time and paid for it.. With his life.. I managed to get away with it, claiming no knowledge when the rest of the crew split to Chicago for safety measures.
I didn't miss Rick really, he was abusive and controlling half the time, but he was not too bad..After all he taught me all he knew about auto theft.. And so this opens up the next part of the story..
Areobic instructors did not make enough, the apartment was closed down for something out of code and I was forced to find new means of survival on my own. I took up where Rick left off. I made the nessecary contacts and got to work. Within a month's time I had enough cash to buy a home... But where did I buy this home?
Why right next door to my favorite play toy... Mark Johnson. Detective Mark Johnson.. The same detective who busted Rick a year ago. Why you ask? Because it's a game you see.. One I just can't seem to give up without a fight. Tormenting Mark.. It may be crazy, hell it is down right nuts living next to the detective in charge of auto thefts in this city... But I was a risky gal, and I loved a challenge!
Moving in did not take long and for two days and nights I did not see Mark at all. His home was empty and he had no kids, I assumed he was still single and still over working to bust the 'teen agers' who kept stealing cars. He had no idea I was still in town, he hadn't seen me in that years time, boy was he in for a shocking revelation!
Standing by the front window, I gazed past the curtains as Mark exited his car and walked up the steps to his front door. standing well over six foot, he still looked as good as he did 10 years ago on graduation day.
Swirling my mixed drink in hand, I smiled as I let the curtains fall back into place, hiding me from his view.
"Let the games begin..." I murmured to no one, a sassy smile curving my lips as I backed away from the window.. Tonights target.. A dodge viper.. A prominant lawyer's dodge viper.. I shivered with anticipation, I could hardly wait!
ooc: Detective Johnson will be played by Mikeylikesit