<br/><div class="floatright">(http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9HdCW1tKi4I/Tum1nYeF0dI/AAAAAAAAELY/W6xem3jMyBM/s1600/teenage_girls_hairstyles_hairstyles+for+long+hair.jpg)<div class="floatright"><br/><br/> <div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197710.msg9659445#msg9659445">Quote from: someinheritthewealth on 01-03-2014, 12:16:54</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div class="floatright">(http://th06.deviantart.net/fs6/PRE/i/2005/104/d/9/Tomboy_by_7ANYA.jpg)</div></div></div>Why was I being so unreasonable... well it was a couple of things a big factor in this was I had been planning to come out the closet at my birthday, the other was I felt like my declaration be overshadowed if all the girls were just screwing around. The final one was just shock, I just was unable to think of reliable explanation ofr what had happened... Charlotte and Jenny both knew I easily got agiatated, it was complicated in all honesty and well I did prefer avoiding groups, I had only agreed to this as I had got the permission to have the party at Haven... even that now seemed a shallow victory... <br/><br/>With a sigh I returned to reality and turned to Sari smiling awkwardly,<strong> "Sorry, Jenny had something she wanted to talk about, I had to go."</strong> taking the gift I carefully unwrapped it. Really, seems strange even impossible but I did not hate jewellry, I actually wore some occasionally. The gift was a Tiffany's necklace, I could have easily asked for one, but this girl hardly knew me, yet felt she had to get me something as expensive. I wept happily silently, before turning her and hugging her close, "Thank you, thank you so much." breaking the embrace I blushed, <strong>"You don't even know me that well but it's exqusite this piece."</strong> tentatively I opened the box and fastened it over my neck. Now my besom though now as ample as the other girl had a shining guiding light.<br/><br/>I sat myself down appearing a tad more relax, should I say anything or was it just old news and no one really cared? I wanted to say I really did, but then again was not sure entirely what the reaction would be... Nervously I made sure my dress hid my assets well, I probably looked completely opposite of relaxed, my eyes darting although necklace did help.<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/>Trix smiles as Jazz approves of her gift and if it wasn't surprising enough, she hugged.her. She for the first time felt really in among friends, since the day they had moved here. It was hard to make friends, especially in a new big city like this. "No, actually I should be thanking you, you're the one who invited me, even when you don't know me at all." she assured her with a smile, her eyes falling on the cleavage for a moment but than she tore her eyes away and free the birthday girl, so that she can take gifts from others.<br/><br/><br/><br/><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=197710.msg9658929#msg9658929">Quote from: Frozen Star on 01-03-2014, 06:56:19</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte<br/><br/><strong>Surname:</strong> Forest<br/><br/><strong>DOB and Age:</strong> June 7th, 18 Years of Age<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong> H-5'2", W-90lbs, Hair-Dirty Golden Blonde, Eyes-Hazel, No Tattoos or Marks, Wears-Necklace (The Cross)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)]</div></div><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> Charlotte for the most part is easy going, though can sometimes be a bit bossy anxious about her schooling. She tends to care for her friends more than she should, going to lengths to help them through rough patches. She's open hearted and open minded when it comes to most things and tries to find the enjoyment in anything she does. Though when it comes to sitting around small talking about boys and relationships, she tends to get a little nervous and tongue tied. However she isn't all smiles and make up, she has her downs just like anyone else<br/><br/><strong>Sexual Orientation: </strong> Heterosexual - Charlotte hasn't had many experiences with her sexuality, having a rather strict upbringing when it came to her grades and the summer jobs she "elected" to do on school break.<br/><br/><strong>Backstory:</strong><br/><br/>Through her life, Charlotte had been consistently pressed to do good in school. Spending her childhood in an all girls Catholic school, where she often had trouble discerning who was harder on her, her parents or the teachers. Other troubles she had involved making friends, keeping up with her school work, and of course, obeying the rules. Aside from these problems as a child, she group as "normally" as one could. Growing into a young teen, she branched out on her own, outside the confides of her home and her parents firm grip on what she referred to as a leash. However by that age her parents hadn't need of worrying for her around boys, even though occasionally they did worry about her personal life.<br/><br/>Charlotte had what many considered "girlish" tastes, fashion, style, make up, shoes, not unlike Jasmine or Jazz as Charlotte had nick named her. The two had met one day at a joint-school carnival, with Jasmine being more Tomboyish and Charlotte being quite feminine, but even with the obvious opposites they had the two got along well. Though on many occasions the two didn't seem to mesh, with such moments as Jazz introducing her to video games and Charlotte introducing Jazz to cosmetics. Suffice to say Jazz had better luck had better luck getting Charlotte to play video games, but Charlotte herself hasn't given up on giving her friend a make over.<br/>They got along famously whenever they had a chance to hang out together, but with her study load and summer jobs, she nearly never found enough time to do so. They often caught up over the MMO's whenever they could. <br/></div></div><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)</div><br/><br/>Charlotte already felt as if she were the odd one out, every other girl say for a small few including herself were in towels and dripping. Aside from that obvious difference and of course being late, she felt that the others didn't take too kindly to her "intrusion", as if everyone had been having a fun time until she upset the status quo. With doing that, seemingly sparking some form of site or anger from the birthday girl had everyone coming from the pool and giving her presents, yes indeed she had valid reason to shunned, at least fro their points of view. She let out a soft sigh, not even audible as not to appear rude when her had was refused, of course Jenny had her hands full by the looks of it and didn't want to stir even more trouble over semantics.<br/><br/>Charlotte now turned when Jenny had and asked how their swim went, she of course simply faced them, staring each of them for a brief moment before dropping her head and pondering the ground beneath her feet feeling rather embarrassed, even to the point of ashamed. It was as if they thought she was judging them and that they were judging here, even Jenny seemed a bit frazzled even with her cool act about everything. From their point of view it must of seemed like two sides were made, the girls whom were naked and "enjoying" one another's company and the other side who didn't appreciate it. As far as Charlotte was concerned however, it was simply a matter of feeling that she had practically ruined the party just with her appearance at Jasmine's place.<br/><br/>She never wanted to be the bring down, slowly she moved away from Jenny, placing her purse and the bottle she held down upon a table and  returning to where they all stood. Except she hadn't stood by anyone, parting herself from the rest of the girls. But she hadn't remained sad or depressive about it, quite the opposite in fact, she smiled warmly and did her best to calm down the present situation with a good attitude, however it ended up relying on how Jazz continued and what they'd be asked... or even told to do next.<br/>It was funny to her actually how they all acted so strangely, when Charlotte arrive, the angle towards the pool from where she stood and introduced herself had been quite awful. She could see everyone of course, but not quite what they'd been doing, as if she had, Jazz could probably expect a much bigger freak out from Charlotte. Instead everyone was a bit lost as to why Jazz had been the one freaking out....<br/></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br/><br/>Since everyone was busy around jazz, she looks at Charlotte, who was standing a little faraway from everyone, lost in her own thoughts. Yet she still can see her sad eyes, or somewhat worried eyes, which was telling her that she was pretty much blaming herself for the little intrusion. She walked over to her, and draped her one arm over get shoulder casually, smiling at her, "Hey.." she chirps, looking at her with her wide eyes. "I know what's going on in your little head, but don't blame yourself, you're also invited just like us, and everyone is cool with that. Actually you did right, because we were without our host and now your presence is what brought her to us." she assured her, squeezing her shoulder in a friendly manner.</div></div>