CHARTRAND, harlow jayde

[toxxic]

harlow jayde chartrand.
eighteen ,, brisbane, australia ,, dinosaurs go rawr/keyboardist ,, heterosexual ,, unpredictable ,, tay jardine
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"harlow jayde chartrand was born on october 13th, 1992 making her eighteen years old. some people say she looks older, some younger. her appearance changes often. her brown eyes and pale skin, of course, don't change. however her hair is either straight or curly, depending on her mood. and the colour? that's a different story. she's had her hair brown, blonde, black, and shades in between. however as of recent, her hair is brown with a bit of a dark blonde colour, which falls down to her chest and includes bangs on the left side of her face. she's of average weight, and her style tends to vary. she just wears whatever she prefers, really. rarely does she wear makeup, and if she does it's usually very little. she stands 5 feet, 5 inches tall.

harlow is hard to describe. on one hand, she's a very sweet girl who would do anything to protect the ones that she loves. on the other, if you get her mad, she can have a pretty bad temper. and she tends to cry a bit too much sometimes. she's probably more outgoing than she should be, and a bit too honest. but when it comes to her feelings, there's only one person she'll tell anything to; her best friend, cameron. well, within limits, of course. there are some things she just won't tell anyone. sarcasm is a dear friend of hers, stubbornness follows her like a lost dog, and easy amusement/distractions make up quite a bit of her days.

at the age of ten, harlow and her family moved to the states. long island, new york to be exact. people often ask her why, and all she can say is that her parents wanted a change of scenery. there never really was an exact reason as to why they moved. they just did. sure, she misses australia. her accent is pretty much gone now. but if she hadn't moved, she never would have met cameron or anyone else in dinosaurs go rawr. she grew up playing the piano, so the keyboard was a rather fun thing for her to learn too. and being with the band is what she lives to do.

the only thing she hates about living here, however, was a certain boy named mason. she never told anyone what happened with them, just that he broke her heart. when really, much more happened. he wasn't a very nice boy. sometimes he was aggressive. he'd force things on her. though she thought she loved him, so most often, she would go along with it. after all, that's what you did when you loved someone, right? maybe not. but she's too afraid to tell anyone.

harlow knows now that who she loves isn't mason, but cameron o'day. they've known each other since middle school and she can trust him with almost anything. they even shared a first kiss, before mason of course. she's fallen so hard for the boy, but now she feels she doesn't have a chance. that's how it works, isn't it? you love him, he loves someone else. but if he's happy, she's happy. although she'd be lying if she said she wouldn't be happy if they broke up. at any rate, she'd never tell him this. she's glad they're best friends, as she wouldn't know what to do without him. in fact, if she didn't have the people that love her today, she honestly has no clue where she'd be."


^{hey, so i'm TOXXiC. i've been roleplaying for roughly three years now. as well as this character, i also play adalyn nevaeh espen and arabelle evelyn hallows. you can reach me by pm if you need me for anything. i found PERFECT DYSFUNCTION by an ad on a beautiful lie and i'm pretty glad i did. here's an example of mah skillz. (:}

( my post length varies frequently. )
Annaliesa needed something to do today. She wasn't quite sure where Michael was, she figured he was out with friends or something. She couldn't call him, for she had yet to charge her phone, and she couldn't go to his house, for she hadn't been there yet. Did he say he lived in a dorm? She couldn't remember. At any rate, she found herself walking along the sidewalk, the heels on her boots clicking as she walked. She loved the sound, which was probably one of the other reasons she wore heels a lot. The sound was calming, in a way. It was better then having your shoes making a thud noise as you walked.

But where was she going? She looked as if she was going somewhere fancy, but really, she wasn't. She was dressed in dark colors, but no trace of bright colors remained. Usually she wore a dark color when she was upset. But if she wasn't upset, she had some sort of neon thing going on amongst the black. Did that mean she was upset? She wasn't upset, really.. She couldn't think of something to be upset about. She'd been bored all day, so she decided to let that be the reason she wore all black. Her mood was different- so were her clothes. When you thought about it, it didn't make that much sense, but still..

Annaliesa had a craving for coffee.. But she had to decide- Starbucks, or The Cafe? She figured Starbucks.. They had amazing coffee. And within a matter of minutes, she entered the shop, soon to be greeted by a boy. The last time she'd checked, they didn't have someone standing at the door to greet you. So who was this boy? Oh. Right. Clayton. They'd ran into each other a few times, fucked, and that was that. Sometimes they'd get into an 'argument' which was really just them taking shots at each other - flirting, in a way - and then they'd have sex. Not that she was complaining, or anything.

As he spoke, she folded her arms and smirked. "Yes, because I come into a coffee place to get fucked." She noticed the way he'd been looking at her, which assured her that she looked good. And biggest slut? Quite an accomplishment- no sarcasm intended. She walked up to the counter, soon to be followed by Clayton, who spoke to the clerk telling him to get Anna whatever she wanted, but didn't state a drink. "A latte, please." she added before stepping aside to the waiting portion of the counter, and turning to face him, waiting for some sort of remark.

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