RP Name: Clarie Devon
Personality: Keeps to herself, smart. Tries not to piss people off.
Age:16
Single?: yes
If So Crush?:N/A
Heritage: British/American
Short Bio: Her father was American and her mother was British........put the pieces together. Anyway, they devorced and she has to go to her fathers for the summer and her mothers durring the school year. Her parents have always fought over where she should be. Hello, proper lady, country fried farm girl? She'll tell ya what, they don't mix. She found this school to get away from them. A private school, she already went to one in London, and it's in America. Two pluses for her, but summer is going to suck.
Posting Color: ActionsTalking
Theme Song: Hit the Floor
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Clarie's head fell to the side causing her to wake up. She was soaked. The steam was so thick in the bathroom, that she couldn't even see her toes. She stood, then slipped on the wet bathtub floor. She fell on her a**, sending a spark of pain up her spine. She stood once more and scucessfully turned off the water without falling. She opened the shower curton and steeped out into the steam fill room. She streached, pulling out her muscels, and wraped a towel around her thin frame. She walked up to the mirror and placed her finger to it. The mirror was cold. She ran her finger across it, spelling out 'Clarie Was Here'. She let out a tiny laugh and wiped it away.
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