{_Passenger Seat
the face behind the character.
Name: Jennifer
Age: 15
Gender: Female
Other Characters: None Yet


{_Blacking Out the Friction
the character, summarized.
Full Name: Brooke Mackenzie Spencer
Age&Grade: 17 && Junior
Sexuality: Straight
Portrayal: Ashlee Simpson
Picture:



{_The Inside Lingo
inside and out.
General Personality: sarcasm, it's like second nature;; "I like to think that I am a naturally funny person. I try to use my sense of humour to cheer people up, and make them laugh. Especially if they've been having a bad day. But, my sense of humour isn't your average funny kind. I'm extremely sarcastic. Seriously, every two seconds something sarcastic will be coming out of my cheeky mouth. Sarcasm is described as the lowest form of humour. && I agree. But it's fun to use. Most people love it, just like me. But sometimes I do actually make jokes and I can, no matter what certain people say, I can be funny. Usually, its only funny cause I end up making a prat of myself while doing so, but hey, its all part of the fun!! However much my brother tries to hide his funny side, it doesn't work when he's around me. I can have him in stitches with the snap of my fingers. But mainly because for some reason I can't snap my fingers .."

party it up, live life'love life;; "Okay, so I love getting hyper, and if needed, drunk. Ever since I noticed that everyone else’s life was so perfect, apart from when I screw it up, I've just tried to get out there and have fun. This being easier when I hear about the parties going on. I mean, I can be laid back. But, who wants to do that when you could be out dancing with your friends, and meeting someone special. There's been a few times when the whole party//drinking scene hasn't turned out so great the next morning, but its all good. Usually I don't actually get a hangover, which is the best feeling ever! But it's not like I go out partying every night. I'm the kind of girl who can be happy curling up on the couch next to my brother and reading or watching the television. However, it's such a buzz when I go out partying with my closest friends. We basically rule the whole club the whole night."

wishing to be the friction in your jeans;; "Mmm boys. They are the sex, don't you think?! Unless you are a boy, of course. Or maybe you're curious.. Anyway, I'm getting carried away. Yes, I love them boys. I actually feel like I crave the attention. Sometimes I get it, sometimes I don't. When I do, I love it. Hooking up with guys is just amazing. Especially when it's a guy that I've been crushing on. Lately there's been one guy in mind, but I think he's got a girlfriend. That sucks when that happens. But, life goes on. Another party, another guy. I wish I was more like my brother or something. She has her life so much in order, and so planned out, that it makes me jealous some times. Maybe that's why I try so hard to be different, cause I honestly want to be like him. At least, I should be more organised and down to earth than I am being right now. It sucks being the oldest, cause no matter how hard I try, my lifes always seen that it isn’t good enough for anyone. Perhaps that's why I crave attention. Life sucks."

Likes:
- coffee
- hot chocolate
- running
- wearing huge sunglasses
- guys
- live music
- parties
- lounging with friends
- her little brother
- kissing
- hugging her friends
- spur of the moment sleepovers
- drinking
- studying, weird right?
- texting people
- her phone
- her hair
- dying her hair
- playing with other peoples hair
- buying new clothes
- helping friends pick outfits
- learning how to tattoo people
- acting
- swimming
- dancing
- singing in the shower
- crazy, exciting idea's

Dislikes:
- herself at times
- not being more like her brother
- tea
- dresses
- early mornings
- missing an appointment
- being late for anything
- being judged
- boredom
- awful music
- the thought of growing old
- sushi
- fish of any kind
- junk food
- bottled water
- peaches
- mango's
- anyone who tries to cross her
- anyone who messed with her
- anyone who messed with her friends
- paintings

{_Such Great Heights
it's in the past.
Family Members::
Marissa Spencer ;; 39 -- Musician
Jacob Spencer ;; 41 -- Pre School Teacher
Matthew Spencer ;; 12 -- Student

General History:: "So it all began on the fourth of June, 1989. A natural, crazy little brunette was brought into the world as the oldest of the Adams clan. Not much went on in my very early years, just the usual little kid stuff; like playing with your dolls, mucking about in the streets with friends, and just enjoying my youth. Not that my youth has finished yet, I’m still young. I wasn't your average little angel, in any way shape or form. While other little eight year olds were running about with their hair in piglets and their arms full of he newest barbie doll, is was sitting on my doorstep drawing. Mainly on the actualy doorstep, but my parent's don't need to know that.

Anyway, the first important thing I remember of my early years is when my little brother was brought into the world along with me. We got along really well, and we weren’t like the average family. We were, better, dare I say it. Life seemed pretty normal and time seemed to be flying by. Then I was introduced to the horror that is pre-school. Basically, I had to spend four hours a day with little immature kiddies putting wet sand down each others t-shirts and pants and what not. Places that little kids shouldn’t even know existed yet.

Anyway, pre school seemed bad, but I later found out that that was basically the bad before the extremely bad. Entering high school, I started to really appreciate the weekends. I was never a straight A student, and don’t really plan to be. Too much bother, and it would eat away at my running and singing schedule. Anyway, heading into Junior year, my obsession with music grew stronger and it became more of a lifestyle for me. I taught myself how to play guitar, and I joined a band. It started causing me to run less, but I love them both so I can’t really choose one over the other. Maybe one day I’ll have to, but for now, I’ll just enjoy both.

School is a hell hole, and everyone knows it. It's just harder for people like me. You know, the ones they TRY and label emo, punk or scene. But I'm actually proud to be thought of as one, or even all, of those groups. I would literally hate myself if I was an extremely popular person. It's just not me, and I don't intend to ever be like that. I'm happy sitting with my guitar, dying a friends hair, or learning how to tattoo people. My life may not be as glamorous as it would be if I was one of them; but then it wouldn't be my life, would it?"

Grreat application, accepted<3