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I could always add another guy to help, too (:

Name: Andr'e (Dre)

Age: just turned 20

Bio: Dre comes from a difficult background, his father was an obbsessive drinker and always beat on his mother. He basically took care of his baby brother until his father was put in prison. From that, Dre has made himself into a much better guy, he refuses to drink or smoke. Dre is not only one of the best  looking, but most kind-hearted guys around. Back in high school, he was labeled as "scene" or "emo" but he doesn't believe in labels and steriotypes. He was always in to art and draws or paints everyday. 

yay when are we starting

Name: Wren

Age: 20

Bio: Wren has always been a goody two shoes, the know it all, the freak who sits in the front of the classroom. Wren currently is attending college in hope to become a veterinarian of sorts, but likes to take time off in the summer to work at the local zoo. You can always find Wren with her head trapped in a book, or studying in her apartment that she likes to keep spotless. She’s shy, keeps to herself, and doesn’t exactly know how to act around guys. The bad thing about Wren is she lets people walk all over her since she’s so self conscious. All through out high school she was picked on for being ugly, and weird, but she luckily, well sort of, grew out of that phase. Wren is a hopeless romantic, loves just walking home in the rain, and loves her fat white cat Gale more than anything in the world.

Name: Carter

Age:20

Bio: Carter is your typical high school hunk. He was the prom king, captain of the football team, and now works at Abercrombie down the street from the apartments. Although people mostly notice Carter for his looks, he is much more then just style, he has substance, although most girl don’t care. Carter is sweet, charming, witty, and a great guy to be around. Once you get to know him he can be a girls best friend. He currently attends community college classes, wanting to become a car mechanic, one of his favorite things being mustangs. He hates fake girls, since he's always hurt by them and goes more for the sweet type then the party girl for the same reason.

Billie Jean DuPont (x) was declared blind at the young age of six after a horrendous car accident. She has a leg brace on her left leg because she's unable to walk without it. She had a choice of removing it, along with her leg, but she has faith that one day she'll be able to walk without the leg brace. She lacks in weight and height, but that doesn't stop her from going for what she wants. Her eyes, once a dark cerulean are now glazed over, icy. She's gifted at guitar and piano, much more than anyone she's ever met. She's often described as a loner due to the fact that hardly anyone ever wanted to be around a blind girl in a leg brace. 

This is Aarin Elijah Porter. He was born in Australia and moved to the states with his mother at the age of ten. A few years passed before he met a little girl by the name of Billie. Over time, he found out about Billies past and the horrid things her parents did. That's when his mother adopted the loving little girl. His looks were something he was blessed with, but never cared for. He's insanely smart and that's never changed. He spends all his time with his nose in books or with his sister due to the fact that nobody ever cared to befriend her. He's a tad bit on the quiet side, but isn't afraid to speak out for what he wants.

So I feel kind of bad if I don't double, sooo.. Here goes. :L

Marcus [ X ], for all of his 19 years of life, has been completely overshadowed by the accomplishments of his older sister, Evyn. He's much quieter than she is, and tends to try and keep to himself as much as possible- It's kind of been rumored around the apartments that he's scared of people, which isn't really that far from the truth. He gets embarrassed far too easily and would much rather just stay at home with Evyn, his tabby cat Orwell, and his Russian History textbooks than go outside and have to talk to people. Neuroses aside, he's actually quite brilliant if given the chance to show it. He's clever and witty, with a certain intelligent humor that tends to just offend a lot of people. He can't flirt for his life and has never really been in a relationship, despite the fact that he's not unattractive. He just tends to fuck up that kind of thing; and he knows absolutely fuck all about flirting. He used to be involved in theatre before his self-esteem got all out of hand and he couldn't imagine ever being on display like that, so now he just writes plays about things that are important to him in his free time, along with messing around on the piano his late grandfather passed onto him mostly to annoy Evyn and provoke reactions from his cat. He can be a little bit OCD, but mostly it's just quirks and not really anything to be worried about; unless keeping your house meticulously clean is suddenly a crime. 

Starting scene:

THe apartment building doors have just been opened and the moveing in has started. Find your apartments and meet your neighbors. People are all around the buildings setting stuff up and making sure everyone there is happy with their apartments as well.

Lexi carried the last of her boxes into her new apartment. She looked around smiling. Finally she had a place to her own. Lexi was wearing a light green and blue tube halter top that was tight around her chest and then flowed the rest of the way. She had on dakr washed kapris with it and sandals. Her tan looked great in it. Lexi's blonde hair was down and curly with her bangs straight (The pictre) and her blue eyes popped next to her makeup. Lexi headed back out to her car to grab the final box of things.

Bently looked around his apartment and sat on and box. His door was wide open and his radio was already blareing. He had his couches and big furniture put together and food was already in the fridge. He wore jeans, a black and neon green shirt with black vans.

Carson sat looking at the apartment building, all his stuff was unloaded and put together in his apartment. He wore khaki shorts, a red shirt with a black jacket. White nikes and a black hat over her light brown hair.

Lacey found her apartment and started unpacking

Wren checked and double checked her list of things she had to do for unpacking before she made her way to her apartment room 309. She was on one of the middle floors facing the city, but she didn’t mind at all, she finally had a place all to her own and that was all that mattered. Wren was wearing a pair of jeans, red vans, a cardigan and her thick black rimmed glasses as she roamed around her apartment unpacking clothes, dishes, and putting up posters of her favorite things and filling her book shelves. She left her door a bit cracked just in case any of her neighbors wanted to stop by, but she didn’t think much of it, people mostly ignored her, and she didn’t mind that. Gale of coarse had already tried to sneak out of the apartment 5 times. “Gale would you just stop, I know you want to go home but this is your new home now okay, I eve brought Mr.Pooky bear” she said waving his favorite toy in his face, but he just flicked his tail and walked off. “Great, now my cat hates me too” she said to herself.

Carter couldn’t race up to room 505, faster. Alone, finally alone, he though to himself. He opened his room and immediately got to unpacking…right after he turned on some music… and checked out the view…oh and of coarse some girls. Carter was wearing a black beanie, jeans, and an Abercrombie shirt he got from work a few nights ago. His brown hair was a mess but that’s just how he liked it. He sighed and settled in on the couch in his den, to lazy to start unpacking yet so he relaxed and sipped a glass of lemonade.

Scarlett had removed the last box that had been squeezed in her tiny 67' convertible cherry red mustang backseat.Scar wore a rusty orange over the shoulder t-shirt, dark blue shorts and her favorite black combat looking boots. She looked around and smiled to herself, everything was falling into place, soon she would be done with college and begin interships at glamarous magazinez or newspapers. It took a few minutes to snap out of her mini day dream after realizing how heavy the box was getting and set it down. Scarlett ran a hand through her short dark curly hair and sighed as she realized how much there was to do, kneeeling down she unpakced her small stereo and ipod plugging it in to put on some music not even realizing she had left the door wide open as she started to unpack.

Brielle quieted Gigi in the backseat "Calm down, momma." For some weird reason she always called her daughter momma. She seemed to like it. Brie jumped out of the seat, her black Cadillac Escalade wasn't washed, the bottom of the car wasn't clean either, ugh and the black rims looked just hideous. She never had time to clean anymore. She pulled Gigi out of her car seat and held her on her hip. Gigi had on a little red plaid dress, her hair was down and curly with a little red headband in her sandy hair. The two year old looked identical to her father, but with her mothers eyes. She set Gianna down and took a hold of her hand as she opened the trunk. She pursed her lips and made a weird noise, its like she was surrendering to the huge pile of boxes in the back seat. "Gianna, listen to mommy. We are gonna take this upstairs and you are going to stay in the apartment and not move." Brie grabbed the first box and headed towards the apartments, Gigi following close behind her and holding onto her mothers jeans. Brielle had on a pair of jeans and ankle high boots. Along with a light white v-neck. She got to her apartment and walked in, smiling at the space. "Go take your toys and sit down somewhere. Don't leave." Brielle shut the door behind herself. She couldn't think of a better way to unpack. She took a deep breath and walked back to her car.
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Landon sighed, looking around at everyone elses nice car next to his shitty ass grey truck. He shook his head and pulled his guitar out from beside him in the passenger seat. His guitar didn't have a stand. But thats because he was paying for his own crap now. He had on a faded blue muscle shirt, dark grey jeans, and converse shoes. He had on a beanie over his messy dark hair. He shrugged and walked to his trucks trunk. He then pulled out the first box that he was able to carry with his guitar at the same time and not break his guitar at all. He smiled up at the apartments and chuckled, he knew he was going to have a great time finding ladies here. And it wouldn't be a problem for mr. musician here. 

Lexi got the last box. She closed her car door and locked it and then walked back to her room. She smiled sweetly as she passed her new neighbors. Lexi walked past Bently's room glanced in. She say him and gave a small smile and kept walking to her room which was just two doors down. Lexi walked into her apartment, left the door open, and started to unpack.

Evyn sighed, parking the car and glancing over at her brother in the passenger seat before turning off the car and getting up out of it, looking up at the apartments with a grin. Her father had promised somewhere nicer than university dorms for her senior year, and he certainly hadn't spared any expenses; it was gorgeous.She tucked her long blonde hair behind her ears, sighing contentedly. She wore a loose white tanktop with a light jean jacket over that, dark jeans and brown cowboy boots, odd considering she wasn't really from the South. She grabbed her suitcase and strode towards the building, much more excited than her brother.

Marcus frowned, not really wanting to get out of the car- He was happy in Evyn's heated seats with his cat on his lap. "Yeah, they're nice, aren't they?" He asked his cat in reference to the apartments, and he just meowed his agreement. He was wearing a blue polo shirt, jeans and black vans. He got out of the car tentatively, holding Orwell to his chest and following Evyn towards the building, all the while trying to avoid eye contact with anyone but his cat or his sister.

 Gale: X

Wren finished making the final touched on her apartment, making sure all her pictures and posters were strait, her kitchen spotless, and her bedroom comfortable when Gale decided to run out again. “Get back here Gale!” she said yelling after him as he skittered down the hall trying to get away from her. “Sorry…Out of my way…Watch out!” she said racing after him down the halls. She finally rounded a corner where Gale decided to stop. He had tangled himself around a guys legs doing figure eights between them while purring and meowing. “Gale what are you doing!” She said reaching down to grab him off the guy who had his own cat in his arms “Look, I am so sorry” she said her face flushing bright red, “Gale never acts this way” she said giving him a scolding look as she scratched his ears.

Carter kicked back in his apartment still sipping his lemonade when he decided he would go for a walk. He put on a pair of basketball shorts and a muscle shirt before he locked up his door and headed out. He walked through the parking lot about to start his jog when he saw a red headed girl struggling with her things out of her car. He headed over to her, “Hey uh, need any help…” he said flashing her a big smile chucking a bit as she tried to lift a heavy box, “…here I got that” he said politely grabbing it from her.

"To your right, Beej!" Aarin called to his dear sister. He ran a rough hand through his hair he failed to fix after he took a shower earlier that morning. "There you go!" he added, watching Billie's face light up as she sat herself at the snow white grand piano he had snagged just for her. "I love it, Eli. Thank you." she said softly, running her fingers over the keys. She sat there for a moment. "Would you mind opening the blinds?" she asked him. Although she's blind, she's sensitive to light. "Of course," Aarin said, walking over towards the floor-to-ceiling windows. He pulled back the draping blacks curtains and recieved a 'thank you' from Billie. Her hands rested ontop of the white keys before she unleashed her soul a few moments later. A short, long-sleeved, white laced dress graced her petite body along with a pair of black leather ankle boots. A matching leather cuff hugged her right wrist. Her fingernails were painted black all thanks to Aarin's patience. 

With a grin, Aarin went back to unpacking their things. Their apartment was bigger than most in the building and also more expensive due to the fact that it had two bedrooms instead of one, three bathrooms instead of two, and a wider kitchen, wider living area, and extra space for the grand piano. Aarin had on a simple pair of dark levi jeans, a plain while t-shirt, black low-tops, and a cerulean, black, and white varsity jacket. "I'll be back, Beej!" he called, leaving the apartment. He left the door cracked just so it'd be easier for him to get inside when he came back with another couple boxes he had to retrieve from his vehicle. 

Brielle barely managed to get the last box upstairs before Gigi was dying to go rub around. Brie left the door open as she sat the things down. Gigi ran out into the hallway, walking down to where the cars where. Gigis little hand ran across someones car. Brie turned around and started to panick. "Gee?" She frowned, checking all the rooms. "Gigi?" Her eye brows raised and her heart sank. "Gianna!?" Her feet carried her fast outside of the apartments door and down the hall, she ran into people and bumped them. "Anyone seen a little girl?" She called out frantically. This was her kid she was talking about. And people looked at her like she was mad.
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