ROSS, kindle marie

[kindle christine ross]

CAN WE PRETEND
that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars i could
really use a wish right now wish right now wish right now

KINDLE CHRISTINE ROSS *

" well hey there, my name is kindle christine ross but you can just call me kindle or kc. i'm currently twenty years old and i was born on February twelfth. i was born to play lead guitar for light the dark. i come from white water falls, california, but i wouldn't be on this tour if i didn't want to see the whole world. in case you were wondering, i am straight and totally single. people say i look a lot like cassadee pope but i don't even know who that is.

I am a really friendly person. I live to make friends, I just find it so much fun. Half the time you can't get me to shut up. People say I talk too much, but I don't think that's possible. I love having fun and joking around. I'm most comfortable around guys. Girls are just way too clique-y and full of drama, which I despise. I am a total clutz, epically around guys I like. So it's not hard to tell when I have a crush on someone cause I trip over words, among other things...

I like to play pranks on people. I think I'm pretty witty, I like giving smart ass come backs. Sarcasm is my best friend. When it comes to people getting on my nerves I'd rather punch them in the face than "work it out." I have very little patience for that crap. However if you are my friend you are a lucky duck. I am very loyal and I will always have your back. I like scary movies and being a kid again. That includes games of tag and hide in go seek. People could call me a tom boy. I like to play guitar. I am blunt, and if you disagree with me and I think you're wrong I'm calling you out. I don't like fake people. Or kids who talk shit, it just gets me fired up. I'm hard to calm down when I am mad. Only like two people can make me back away from a fight.
But I try to resolve conflict with my words first, but most the time my short fuse explodes before it's resolved. So it's best to really watch what the fuck you say around me, cause I'll happily kick your ass anytime.

I act like a little kid cause I don't want to grow up. Not really anyways I had to when I was a kid cause my parents passed away when I was twelve. We were all in a car crash. My parents, me, and my brother. His name is Cadence. I have this fear of getting physically hurt. I can't stand blood, it grosses me out. I try to act like everything's alright for my bro, but I miss our parents a lot. I have nightmares constantly about the accident. Cadence is the air I breathe. I love him with all my heart and this summer I'm his official guardian. It's the shit. I'm really protective of him, he's four years younger. So that makes him seventeen. He's a sweetie and I'll break any girl that hurts him, ya dig? I love music, it's my life, my soul. My brother and I both sing, write, and play guitar. He plays piano too, I"m so jealous.

I love animals, singing, hanging with the "guys." Oh and I'm vegan, that's right bitches! I don't smoke, drink, or do drugs. That shit's nasty and ruined my life basically. The driver who hit us was drunk. So I'm totally against that and will definitely tell you exactly what I think about it. One of my goals is to get my name and music out there. This is my dream and I was never taught how to give up.

I grew up in a small town in California. More up north towards the mountains. It was really nice. We lived on a farm with all kinds of animals. I rode horses growing up through the mountains. It was the perfect place, white picket fence, tire swing hanging from a tree branch. The whole she bang.

But then something terrible happened. We were coming home from a movie. I think maybe Bug's Life anyways. We all got in a car wreck. A drunk driver hit us head on. My father was killed instantly and they say my mom died in the hospital. Me and Cadence were lucky enough to make it though. If that's what you could really call it. I was twelve, and he was eight. I remember everything. I'm always having nightmares about it. I keep it to myself, the only people I talk to about it is Cadence. A lot of people don't even know and that's how I like to keep it.

The accident sent us to live with our aunt, we still lived in the same town. But everything had changed. People looked at us differently, whispered around us. Kids would just stare at us and point when we walked by. Saying stuff about our parents and us that they didn't even have a clue about. It made me angry. I kept Cadence from all the rumors and got into a few fights. I grew really protective of him and myself.

I loved music and began writing young. I started playing guitar and singing after a couple years. I taught Cadence when he was old enough. It was my passion. A way to get everything out. To just let it all go without physically hitting someone. It helped me get through a lot, when I was sad I wrote. I played at open mic nights around town and got recognized. When I moved to phoenix, Arizona my sophomore year I met the "girls" in my ap biology class. We shared a love for music and we didn't lie fake ass bitches. They are probably some of the only girls I can stand to be around.

That my friends is how I found myself here. I have been in a few different bands. But I really like this one, and I'm super excited to be finally going on my first tour! "

I COULD USE A

dream or a genie or a wish to go back to a place much simpler
than this cause after all the partyin' the smashin' and crashin'

hey there kiddos, i'm sierra. i live in ohio so eastern timezone i believe. i have made seventeen wishes and have been roleplaying for four-five years now. i don't have any other character's right now but i am planning on making more. :] it's live or die!!!

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Callie looked up at the sky. Her mind fading into it. She was getting so frustrated with Cadence. He stayed out late, came home smelling funny, and had really stopped talking to her. It was weird. They had always been so close. It wasn't making any sense. Maybe it was just the whole new town thing. Hopefully he was making good friends. But then again Cadence usually found himself in the wrong kind of situations with the wrong set of kids. She'd had to bail him out a couple of times already. It was getting tiresome. She just prayed that he had gotten into drugs or alcohol or anything else of that nature. She was afraid she'd have to ring his neck if he had. He should know better than that. Epically after all they had been through.

Callie's hazel eyes fell back to the ground, she was walking but not really knowing where she was going. She guessed she was just walking for the hell of it. She missed her parents dearly, life just wasn't fair. But she had to be strong, for Cadence, for herself. It'd all taken it's toll on her though. She acted like nothing was wrong but that was farther from the truth than everywhere else. Se felt like she was ripping apart. She'd been writing songs like crazy. Letting it all out. They had a sort of dark allure, most about how torn she felt. But she wore a smile, epically for Cadence. He seemed so delicate to her, the only thing that really cared about her. She knew that he looked up to her. So she had to hold it together right? He couldn't see her fall, she didn't know how it would affect him. She still couldn't help but be concerned. He still seemed to be acting weird. She'd been trying to keep a closer eye on him, but with school work and regular work it was hard. Callie knew he was a good kid, she was sure he'd make the right choice, she was probably just overreacting again, as usual. She was just really protective of him, after losing her parents. He was all she had. She hoped that he knew that he could talk to her about anything. She wanted to be there for him in anyway possible. She didn't want Cadence to look at her and only see a guardian, which true she was. But she preferred to be looked at as his sister first.

This past year had been a blur, she'd been waiting forever to get the legal guardianship of Cadence. Finally the court had let her have him. It was so nice to not be separated while she was at college. She'd moved him in right away. But things were different, they hadn't seen each other much in the past year that Callie had been at college. Her aunt had told her that Cadence had been getting in trouble a lot at school. She was really happy that Callie was taking him away. He'd fallen into the wrong crowd, as their aunt had put it. He needed to be taught a lesson. Callie just couldn't comprehend any of it. Cadence had always been a good kid. He did good in school still, just got in trouble. Maybe he was just trying to impress kids so they would like him. She wasn't sure but their uncle Tom had told her to keep a close watch over him cause he smelled trouble. She felt uneasy at the thought of disciplining him it just didn't really feel like her place. She didn't want him to rebel against her and hate her. But then again she didn't want him to fall onto the wrong path. She played uneasily with her owl necklace, a gift from her mother.

She slid her fingers across it delicately. Her hazel eyes focusing on it. Her mother had had it as a girl. And she'd gotten it in the will. She remembered watching her mom put it up in the jewelry case. Callie's eyes hungrily watching the delicate gold owl being carefully placed safely away. She'd always wanted it so bad, she'd always longed for the day that she would get her mother's beautiful keepsake. She just never thought that day would be too soon. She loved it but she wished that she would have gotten it on her 16th birthday instead of when she was 11. After the accident. The tragedy that had left her to grow up suddenly. She had to become a mom for Cadence. He cried every night for two years. She'd curl up in his bed, wrap her arms around him and told him, "everything's gonna be alright. I love you, they love you. I'll always protect you". She'd brushed the tears from his face and sang songs she'd written to him till he finally fell asleep. She let out a sigh at the memory. She blinked, holding back tears. It was unfair what they had been through. But she would never give up. They'd been given a second chance.

Callie had figured that life just wasn't fair. She wasn't sure where she stood on the subject of god. Was he real? She couldn't decide, if he was then why did so many bad things happen to good people. Why did children die, why did she lose her parents at such a young age. Why was she left alone, and why Cadence. She felt so unloved from god, if he did exist. But then again, why did they live. It didn't make much sense, they shouldn't have according to the police and doctors. But they did. It was really just too confusing for her. Part of her wanted to believe in him, yet the other part turned it's back. Cadence didn't believe at all. He just said that "Shit happened" and left it at that.

Callie was looking forward to her Music class. She loved music, it was her one passion in life. She was so lucky to have gotten accepted into this program with a full ride scholarship. She didn't have any other way really. She didn't make enough money to support her and Cadence really. And the inheritance hadn't been a whole lot, they lived in a small white picket fence house. But it was enough, enough to get them through. She needed to find more people for her band. But it was hard, she either didn't like the person. Meaning their personalities clashes or they weren't good enough. Cal was very picky when it came to band members.

She found herself staring at a girl. Something was interesting about her. She was really just zoning out. She blinked three times and then noticed the music theory note book. She smacked her forehead. Shit, that was it, she'd forgotten to do that. She let out a sigh, she really didn't remember what exactly she was supposed to be writing about. Maybe she should ask. She nervously bit her bottom lip. She never really liked girls, they were always too catty. In her opinion. She couldn't really remember the girl's name, or where she sat in class.

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this application was made by two birds. of caution. steal and her hoard of zombies will come and eat your brains.