Video Diary – 4 Months & 3 Weeks, Detailed Update
A detailed update, like I promised.
http://www.youtube.com/therainbowrangerz
Duration : 0:9:54
A detailed update, like I promised.
http://www.youtube.com/therainbowrangerz
Duration : 0:9:54
Few films are erotic as this. Teaming up again with cinematographer Chris Doyle (Hero), Wong delivers a panting, passionate picture. A little is a lot here: languid shots of twirling cigarette smoke; the sheen of silk stockings clinging to perfectly shaped calf muscles; glittering, sequinned dresses. It’s a ravishing of the senses, helped no end by Wong’s ear for a soundtrack and the willingness of his actors to invest even the simplest of scenes – a couple holding hands in a taxi cab for example – with the full weight of existential despair brought that erotic sadness to a kind of perfection in its story of a man and a woman who live in hotel rooms next to each other, and want to become lovers but never do, because his wife and her husband are lovers, and “for us to do the same thing would mean we are no better than they are.” Yes, but no worse, and perhaps happier. Isn’t it strange, that most of the truths about love are banal?
Every passenger who goes to 2046 has the same intention. They want to recapture lost memories because nothing ever changes in 2046. Nobody knows if thats true because nobodys ever come back.
One spectacular shot shows Jing from above and behind, smoking a cigarette and listening to an opera. Its composition is really the subject of the shot.
Faye Wong’s performance is the airiest, lightest, and most appealing of the three female leads, where fullest expression is given to the romantic, visual poetry Wong Kar-Wai’s fans most associate with him. The approach to her character is the most oblique and indirect of the three main women characters. Our very first view of her consists of repeated shots of her high heels clicking over the floor as she recites Japanese phrases to her missing Japanese lover. Perhaps the most emblematic shot of her is a low-angle one of her leaning out over the hotel roof, framed by a bluish, leaden sky; or there’s the high-angle shot of her playing with a cigarette/cigarette smoke, which is then replayed with a similar (although low-angle) shot in her role as the android in Chow’s sci-fi story.
Since it is by Wong Kar Wai, “2046″ is visually stunning. He uses three cinematographers but one style, that tries to evoke mood more than meaning. The movie as a whole, unfortunately, never seems sure of itself. It’s like a sketchbook. These are images, tones, dialogue and characters that Wong is sure of, and he practices them, but he does not seem very sure why he is making the movie, or where it should end.
“2046″ arrived at the last minute at Cannes 2003, after missing its earlier screenings; the final reel reportedly arrived at the airport almost as the first was being shown. It was said to be unfinished, and indeed there were skeletal special effects that now appear in final form, but perhaps it was never really finished in his mind. Perhaps he would have appreciated the luxury that Woody Allen had with “Crimes and Misdemeanors”; he looked at the first cut of the film, threw out the first act, called the actors back and reshot, focusing on what turned out to be the central story. Watching “2046,” I wonder what it could possibly mean to anyone not familiar with Wong’s work and style. Unlike “In the Mood for Love,” it is not a self-contained film, although it’s certainly a lovely meander.
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*Cameron’s POV*
I just finished one of my classes at Columbia University on Manhattan’s Upper West Side. It’s such an amazing school and I’ve always dreamed of going there. The fact that it’s an Ivy League school makes it even better for me. Sure, I may be proud, even smug, about my higher education, but it’s shaping the eerie concept that is my future.
However, today I don’t have school, so I’m going to the heart of New York City and just walking around. Maybe go to Central Park.
Two hours later, I was wearing kahki briefs and a mint green polo tee. Yes, I am a preppy boy. Whatever. As I was walking around absent mindedly, I bumped into someone. A very attractive someone, too.
??: “Ow!”
CP: “Oh my God! I’m so sorry! Are you alright?” I accidentally knocked her down. I offered my hand to help her up.
??: “I’m fine, I’m fine.” She said, brushing herself off. The young lady was about 5′6″, had blonde, curly hair, and big blue eyes. Her body was slim, yet curvy at the same time. There are just so many different people in New York. I meet so many people on purpose, but the ones I meet by accident are the best.
CP: “Are you sure?” I said advancing closer. She took a step back.
??: “Who are you?”
CP: “My name is Cameron Pierce. I’m a sophmore at Columbia University.” I said with an aristocratic smile on my face. “And yourself?”
TW: “I’m Taylor West. I got into Columbia University for early decision.”
CP: “Really?” I said, intrigued.
TW: “Yeah. Well, my mom applied for me. I haven’t really…been around.” Her voice trailed off at the end.
CP: “Where is it that you went, exactly?”
*Mallory’s POV*
MD: “Oh. Wow.” I said, calming down from my laughter. Joe just called Nick ‘gay’ after walking into the lobby. The look on Jered’s face was priceless.
NJ: “It’s not what it sounded like!” Nick said quickly and smack his brother’s shoulder with his hand.
JJ: “Okay, fine. Then explain why you can’t get girls. Like this lovely consierge.” Joe winked at me.
JR: “Um, what about that thing over there?” Jered wafted his hands in my direction, acting like I was repulsive. I laughed and shoved Jered, jokingly.
JJ: “You know,” Joe said, after chuckling, “you don’t act like typical receptionists.”
MD: “Well, that’s what happens when you hire teenagers.” I sighed. “My dad manages this hotel and I work here. Jered here has been one of my best friends for as long as I can remember.”
JJ: “Ooh, lala. So, is there anything going on between you two?” Joe asked as Nick rose an amused eyebrow.
JR: “Umm, no. However, she is my sweetie.” He wrapped his arm around my waist. Nick gave an inquisitive look and smiled awkwardly. And blushed.
*Casey’s POV*
Oh. My. God. The Four Seasons hotel is BEAUTIFUL! Well, beautiful except for the swarm of teenage girls that keep coming and going. Kimmi and I got out of our limo and took our luggage out of the trunk as the belhop took it to our room. The doorman almost wouldn’t let us in. I don’t know why, though.
Well, I didn’t know why until I walked into the hotel. Joe and Nick Jonas were standing by the reception area, laughing and talking to the consierge. When Kimmi and I walked in, the lobby was suddenly silent and all activity ceased.
CM: “…What?” I (rudely) asked the foursome staring at us.
KK: “Wha-what sh-she-she m-means by th-that is, umm, umm…hi!” Kimmi stuttered awkwardly. I gave Kimmi a look.
CM: “You still like the Jonas Brothers?” Nick sucked in air through his teeth, making a hissing noise when I said that.
NJ: “Ouch. That stung.” He put his hand over his heart.
CM: “No offense or anything, but I’m 17.” I walked up to the receptionist to check in, but Kimmi cut in front of me.
KK: “The room is under ‘Kroot’.” Kimmi said silently and blushed. The female receptionist, Mallory, (nametag) typed while speaking to me.
MD: “I agree with your friend there, Kroot. I’m 19. They’re great guys, but I’ve outgrown the music. I think they’re talented, but I am into more contemporary music and rock, you know?”
NJ: “I understand. No hard feelings.” Nick said, winking at Mallory.
^__^” I PROMISE that this will get better. Pinky swear.
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Anyone else watch the Jonas Brothers CambioChat from yesterday? If you didnt know, Im sorry. I was supposed to kinda tell you guys or remind ya’ll if you knew already but I forgot.. Next time I will though. The chat was refreshing and just what I needed to brighten my mood yesterday.
Step after step, I tried to slow down even more taking my time to get to his door. Sweat drops were flowing down my forehead, that’s how nervous I was and it may not be shown on the outside but Im shaking like a little kid chocolate wasted on halloween night except Im not enjoying the feeling, not at all. Looking back at the car once more, Miley stuck out a thumbs up. She thought I was doing good so far, I thought I was going to puke. Swallowing nervously and afraid, I knocked on the door twice slowly.
Nothing.
“Knock again!”
I twisted my head around to look at Miley who smiled confidently, she had the confidence I needed right now. Whirling my head back at the door and about to knock again but didnt. I stopped dead in my tracks. I guess I didnt hear the door open cause there stood Joe, slouching and his eyes puffed and red from clearly, crying. I gulped, hoping that he would say something but he didnt. He just stood there and stared at me for a few moments and just as I opened my mouth to speak, he sighed. Slouching more as he walked back into the dark house leaving the door open for me. Suddenly I felt way more sick stepping my foot inside his house, but I had to d- My thoughts paused. Flashbacks of the night Joe had saved me from Zac came running back. I knew this house. I looked at the spiral staircase, I had run down those after rejecting Joe for the millionth time. I never knew he had brought me into his own house to take care of me.
Wait.
Since when did Joe have a house on this part of LA?
A sniffle that followed a loud, raspy cough shook me from any questions that ran through my mind. I cant worry about all that right now, I thought to myself. I have to talk to him, I just have to go and try to talk to him and not mess up or say anything hurtful. Feeling confident and brave, I walked towards the couches and sat down on a three seat couch where Joe had taken up two and a half of the seats as he cuddled under a blanket and stared at turned off TV.
As I was about to speak, he did. And he sounded as if he had over used his vocal chords too much.
“Are you here to insult me some more?”
I looked at his face, the pain that shot through his face shown how much it took to speak.
“Do you need some water?” I couldnt help but ask. Ignoring his question.
Joe shook his head slowly.
“Tea?”, I offered. “I’ll make you some.”
“There’s-”, he paused. “no need.” He spoke as if there were no oxygen in the air.
“I insist.”, I said standing up. “Where do you keep your tea?”
“Above the sink.”
I smiled at his defeat.
Thinking it was a good idea, I grabbed a remote and switched the TV for Joe to watch. Walking towards the kitchen, I took out my phone to text Miley that she shouldnt wait outside for me. Through the kitchen doorway, I glanced at Joe’s curled up body, couldnt help but feel sad about how he was. Reminded me of how I was after catching him.. with Demi. And knowing the pain that I had, I cant stand seeing him go through it. I’d gladly offer to feel that pain a second time just so he couldnt.
Leaving the water to boil, I leaned against the counter and tilted my head back exhaling a long breath of air.
“Who are you?”
I jumped, nearly hitting the pans near me when I heard the sudden voice speak cutting me off guard. I turned to the right and saw a brunette female, around her twenties standing there staring at me curiously but what she was wearing cut me off guard even more. An over-sized hoodie dragged on stopping at the midst of her thighs. Her hair, a mess. The hoodie not zipped up very high, revealing that it had been thrown on in a rush, no time to check herself.
“Who are you?”, I threw the same question back at her. More coldly than I wanted it to come out as.
Her lips curved to a smile, “Im DD, I live here.”
Awe, look it. I bring something possibly dramatic in again. haha You guys probably expected something really deep between them but nope, Nick’s boiling water. fun. Comments please? Can I get more than 10 at least? xo
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thought i’d try a new jonas sister story.
?- JOSEPH ADAM JONAS!
J- What is it Vanessa Anne? [Yup. That's me. The "Jonas sister" as I'm known around the world. That's Joe, one of my older brothers. I have 3 older brothers and 1 younger brother. I'm the only girl, aka reason 1 of why my life sucks! My 3 older brothers are the Jonas Brothers, but unless you've been living in an underground pit cut off from civilization, you'd know that. Well let's get back to my horrible morning shall we?]
V- GET THAT STUPID LIZARD OFF MY BED, NOW!
Paul- What is all this yelling about so early in the morning?
V- Daddy, Joseph put a lizard on my bed. It was crawling on me when I woke up and it peed on my bed!
P- Joseph!
J- Yes dad?
P- Apologize to your sister. Then, you can take her bed outside and go buy her a new one, with your money. And I’m not giving you your allowance this week.
J- What?! But dad that’s-
P- A wonderful idea and you’ll do it. And you’re greatful that it wasn’t a month. Correct?
J- *sighs* Yes sir.
P- Apologize.
J- I’m sorry Ness.
V- It’s okay, but I’m tired so while you go take the bed outside I will go sleep in your bed.
J- You sure you want to do that little sister? You don’t know if German peed in my bed, too.
V- On second though, daddy can I go sleep in your room?
P- Sure honey. I’m leaving to work anyways. Oh, and Joseph you will do your sister’s chores for today, seeing as she wasn’t able to get her rest. Hope you learn your lesson son.
J- Yes sir. [dad hugged me and kissed my head then ruffled Joe's hair, as he descended down the stairs.]
V- Don’t do my chores, I’ll do them. I’ll tell dad you did them, so you won’t get in trouble.
J- Why are you being so nice?
V- Because Joe. My chores include mainly things around my room and let’s face it you are not mature enough to touch half the things in my room.
J- Like what?
V- Bras, underwear, female products.
J- You don’t need a bra yet. I don’t care about your granny panties. And you are too young to have “female products”.
V- Joe, I’m 13! I’ve had my period for over a year now. I don’t wear granny panties and I do have bras!
J- Training bras don’t count. I know what they call you at school Flat Board Jonas. [tears brimmed my eyes. They did call me that. I had no curves, at all...nd the fact I had glasses and braces didn't help. Mom said that the Jonas women were late bloomers. Joe's face softened. He hugged me.] I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings Ness.
V- Yeah well, too late for that. I’m going back to sleep.
J- I love you Steph.
V- Yeah whatever. [I turned around and walked to my parents room, tears still burning my eyes. I took off my glasses off to wipe them away. Joe could be the sweetest guy in the universe, or the most insensitive jerk on the planet. He's my brother, and I love him and all, but I wish he'd be nicer. he was leaving soon anyways, they all were. The boys were going on a 6 month tour and leaving me, Frankie, and mom behind. Dad was going back and forth, seeing as Frankie was only 7 and he needed to see his mom and dad. I on the other hand wished I could go on tour, so I could get away from all the cruelties I faced on a daily basis at school. That wasn't happenning so whatever. I'll get over it.]
*1 week later*
[I said goodbye to the guys and they got on the tourbus. Dad came over and hugged me and kissed my head. He told me to be good and then, he too got on the bus. Mom, Franie and I stood there waving as they pulled away. All of us were crying. Mom was holding Frankie's hand and hugging me from the side. When we couldn't see them anymore we group hugged, still crying, and went back inside. These were going to be the longest 6 months of my life, but hopefully I'd do some growing in the mean time.]
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We have a 3 year old neutered male cat, GQ, a 2 year old spayed cat, and a 6 month old spayed female puppy, who all get along nicely. The two cats have been best buds and inseperable since we adopted them several years ago. Our puppy and kitties get along nicely, and don’t really interact much at all.
The cats have their own section of the house where the dog cannot go unless under 100% supervision by us (we established that the cats were here first…ie. it is their domain)
Anyway, our fixed male cat lately has been peeing in the bathtub (we have caught him a couple times), or the soft bathmat, or his little cat bed, and sometimes the dog bed in the living room. His litter box is self-cleaning, ALWAYS clean, we use crystals, baking soda mixture–the whole deal…the same for the past 3 years…Why has he started to do this?
Notes:
We took him to the vet–he has nothing wrong, no urinary tract infection–nothing. Perfectly fine.
The self-cleaning electric litterbox has always been his litterbox–but with no top on it–just out in the open. Since we got the dog and did not want her eating the litter and poo, my fiancee made a cat litter cabinet out of a huge bamboo storage trunk with a lid–for privacy and so it looks nicer–so now they have to go inside the hole he cut out in the side of the "box" to go potty. Could that be the problem? He goes poo fine in the litter box, but every once and a while he chooses to pee in weird places.
Anyone have similar stories? Ideas to help him? Should we take the litter box out of the storage trunk and have it out in the open again(we’re thinking the bamboo is absorbing the scent and making him not want to go in there? But our girl cat has no issue with it!)
Help!
Oh yes: GQ is a domestic short hair-15lbs
The girl cat is domestic long hair- 7 lbs.
Hi there,
Sorry for this long answer, but there are so many possible issues which may be at cause for his behavior.
While cats enjoy privacy with their litter boxes, this "cabinet" may be something which is not attractive to this cat.Since he is using the box to poo and occasionally pee, there is more of a mystery here.
Cats that pee outside of the box on soft items, may have an anxiety disorder, or are marking their territories for some reason. Since he is peeing on his bed, and the dog’s bed, he may be having issues with the dog, or the younger cat. This may be claiming behavior. You should talk to your vet about anxiety and stress here, and ask about this and possible treatment.
It is also important to have more than one litter box, for your three kitties. It is recommended that cats have one box per cat plus one…available to them to be cat-friendly. He may have peed outside the box when the box was not available to him and he could not hold it. When nature calls any port in a storm is attractive. Litter box placement is a crucial part in creating a feline-friendly environment.
Multicat households are difficult to manage at times as well. Often disputes that we are not aware of develop, resulting in behaviors that appear odd to us, because they are new to us. Cats can vie for dominance at any time and inappropriate elimination is one of those signs.
Just because they get along really well as far as you can observe, there may be shifting in their hierarchy. Since your cat is pooping in the box, this may point to dominance behavior as well. Since you are using an automatic box you cannot tell if your cat is not covering his feces. Uncovered feces is often a "calling" card proclaiming dominance.
http://www.cfa.org/articles/litter-box-problems.html
http://www.petplace.com/cats/reducing-multicat-household-stress/page1.aspx
So I suggest you put other litter boxes around your home, and work with your dog to make them off limits. Also try different brands of litter that have no scent control. We use Worlds Best Litter and have had no problems behaviorally with our cats. They love it. It clumps, is flushable and septic safe.
So my bet here is hierarchy issues. I highly suggest books written by Pam Johnson Bennett, an expert on feline behavior. All her books are available on Amazon.com. And check out her site with many issues covered.
http://www.catsplay.com/dailycat.php3?cat=mind&scat=mind_behavior_qa
Cats are complex, highly structured animals that can present puzzling behavior to their human caretakers. They are fascinating and complicated, and most of all wonderful pets and learning how to understand what they are communicating enriches our relationship with them greatly. Good luck and hope you solve the puzzle.
Another excellent read about cats can be found by visiting:
http://media.wiley.com/product_data/excerpt/68/07645693/0764569368.pdf
Troublesniffer
Owned by cats for over 40 years
Member: Cat Writer’s Association
I’m writing a story, and need help with the names.
I’ll have a description & the appearance of each character, and my idea for their name. Tell me if you like the idea for the name & give me suggestions.
Also, the names are supposed to be unique & different.
Character one: Female, 13 yrs, Dark brown hair, average height, slim, shy at first, smart, willing to try new things
Idea for name: Aria Hayley Dawn (Are-e-a Hey-Lee Dawn) Ari (Ar-E) for short or Dakota Collins
Character two: Female, 13 years old, Short Blonde hair (in a bob), Chubby, Short, Fair skin, very outgoing, friendly, kind, open-minded
Ideas for name: Alex Arley Smith (Alex Are-Lee Smith) or Olive Arley Fern
Character 3: Male, 17 years old, short brown hair, tanned skin, blue eyes (like ice), Stern/firm, stubborn, been through lots of hard losses and times in the past, similar to the character from The Outsiders: Darry
Ideas for names: Walker Evan Clark
Chracter 4: Male, 14, black hair swept to one side (kinda like an emo cut), average height, shy, quiet
Ideas for name: Dawson Storm
All help is much appreciated!
Character 1: Dakota LeFave
Character 2: I feel like she should have a fancy name that Arley is a nickname for. Arlington Vanessa Hawthorne (Arley for short)
Character 3: Evan Clark Walker
Character 4: Dawson Selivas
song from their album “A Star-Crossed Wasteland” (2010)
lyrics:
And behold a Cowboy came into town, dirty and worn.
He had Black eyes, long hair and lines that cut deep into his frown.
He had the right hand of the devil strapped tightly to his side.
And you could tell fear abandoned this outlaw in a previous life.
Why, looking but never seeing.
Why, searching but never finding.
Why, for the kiss to bring his
cold dead heart back to life.
I am, I am searching for you.
Waiting, I am Coming.
First Light, I am coming for you.
Last stand.
I am, I am searching for you.
Waiting, I am Coming.
First Light, I am coming for you.
Catch me if you can.
He had the story of whiskey on his breath and death in his eyes.
You never heard him say a word, but the pistol shot straight through the lies.
Looking for the new world going from dead town to town.
but his compass is cracked and north is six feet underground.
Why, looking but never seeing.
Why, searching but never finding.
Why, for the kiss to bring his
cold dead heart back to life.
I am, I am searching for you.
Waiting, I am Coming.
First Light, I am coming for you.
Last stand.
I am, I am searching for you.
Waiting, I am Coming.
First Light, I am coming for you.
Catch me if you can.
I towed the line for you.
I am, I am searching for you.
Waiting, I am Coming.
First Light, I am coming for you.
Last stand.
I am, I am searching for you.
Waiting, I am Coming.
First Light, I am coming for you.
Catch me if you can.
If you ever cross a shadow in a wasted void.
You tell him I’m here waiting for the last cowboy.
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I got very ill a while back, i had fell in my home almost 2 years ago, after that i had pain develop in my lower, back, back of thigh, and back leg down to my foot, at the time i did not know what it was, the pain became horrific, after about 6 to 8 months i was having numbing, stinging, sharp, ichy pains in the soles of my feet and toes only i could not set, i could not stand, and if i got in bed it was 30 mins i decided to go to doctor he examines me good heard my symtoms and told me i most likely had sciatica nerve damages that all my symtoms fit the pain, i am over weight i know this, he told me that diabeties, also can contribute to same such pain whice i could easly develope over some time from this same problem due to nerve damage/ poor circulation and a host of other health problems that was my wake up call! i knew i always felt sluggishm weak, sleepy, and had know energy to get from bed , and clean my home do anything even cook food for my husband, my mother had diebeties i saw how are feet turned blackish purple, from poor circulation, and how she suffered so badly itchy dried skin, thinning hair, nausea, and a host of other elements so here few years back my eldest sister have now been diagnosed also and her son, iam so scared so i started a diet plan for my self i now have cut out fatty foods, no sweets, no suger are grease, nothing fried, no dairy products whice they say dairy products are the worst enemy of diabetics( like ice cream) etc,, i dont drink alcohol, are smoke i stopped eating eggs whice i loved fried egges in the morning and buttered toast and glass of milk now i eat in the morning one piece of dried toast, and a egg white only not the yellow part of the egg any more i try drink 8 fliud oz oF water every hour as indicated no juice any more cause beleive it are not juice ARE not good for a diabetic at all i have cut my diet down to about 900 calories aday i have for lunch one small peice of chicken breast, green salad fresh fruits and same for dinner cause eating to much junk foods and just plan eating to much over works the kidneys whice will make the not work properly when do i out to eat i choose small portions if the right foods to eat you can train your self to eat healthy and eat small portions also i just decided i did not wont to be like my mother she loved to eat and she would not give it up but i still loved my mother so much, but if u ever seen some one suffer with the desease you will change also. also should make a good excercise plan even as simply as walking for 30 to min to 1 hour is good help circulation also my husband is into yoga so each day we do yoga and i do some sort of spine excercise in the beginning its torture but later u will be happy you did it to helps u bend easy. so the reason i am writing all this infromation here is to get to people thats also had a wake up call and is trying to change their lifes so if anyone knows any forums online dealing with weight lost/ diabeties please send your information to me would be gladly appreciated right now i weight about 220 my goal is to start with losing about 45 pounds so would be helpful to have someone on my side on here i can talk with cause dieting is not easy ecspecially when ur giving up all your favorites and i use to enjoyin eating its so hard makes u want to cry but i am determine and my husband supports me also 100% anyone esle have any similer stories please dont hesistate to share i need all the encouragement i can muster, thanks so much will be looking forward to reading some good comments, and some more stories like mine wheither it be male are female all welcomed thanks and a GOD BLESS!.
Is there a question or just a rant ?
You haven’t even been diagnosed with diabetes.It could be a thousand other things.
After you have been diagnosed then you can see a dietitian for a diet plan that works best for you.
Hi. ![]()
I’m writing a story & I need help with the main & supporting character names.
Please suggest first & last names.
Thanks!
Character 1: Female. Fourteen years old. Long blondish-brown hair. Really smart. In all advanced classes at school. Gets stressed out too easily. Cuts herself & has a drug problem.
Character 2: Female. Fourteen years old. Medium length brown hair. Ultimate drama queen. Loves gossiping & hanging out with friends. Goes out with a lot of guys.
Character 3: Female. Fourteen years old. Short brown hair. Glasses. Very unsure of herself. Makes average grades in school. Enjoys helping others.
Character 4: Female. Fifteen years old. Brownish-blonde hair that she always wears tied back in a ponytail. Athlete. Spends all free time playing sports. Has a lot of friends. Has family problems.
Character 5: Female. Math teacher. Thirty five years old. Has brown hair. Great teacher. Enjoys helping her students with both school & non-school related issues.
Character 6: Male. Seventeen years old. Light blonde hair. Older brother of character 1. Sells drugs. Cuts just like his sister. Has a two year old daughter.
Character 7: Male. Father of character 2. Forty three years old. Thick short brown hair. Lawyer. Nosy.
Character 8: Female. Mother of character 2, wife of character seven. Forty two years old. Medium length red hair. Nurse. Nosy like her husband.
Character 9: Female. Sister of character three. Long blonde hair. Sixteen years old. Very into fashion. Loves animals.
Chapter 10: Male. Soccer coach of character four. Bald & always wears a blue baseball cap. Forty years. Plays a big role in character 4’s life. A good role model.
All suggestions are welcome.
Thanks! ![]()
1. Elizabeth Wright
2. Brea Arden
3. Sarah Hawkins
4. Kat Richards
5. Mrs. (Julie) Anderson
6. Max Wright
7. David Arden
8. Cindy Arden
9. Lindsey Hawkins
10. Coach (Rick) Bates