Post by annette doryce mason on Mar 4, 2013 14:02:39 GMT -5
| [atrb=border, 0, true][atrb=style, width: 485px; background-color: #EDEDED; border: #A39480 5px solid; padding: 10px;] [style=font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 20px; color: #EDEDED; text-align: center; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px; letter-spacing: 2px;]ANNETTE DORYCE MASON JUNIOR • ELITES • BLAKE LIVELY [/style] [style=width: 190px; background-color: #A5435C; padding: 5px; text-align: left; color: #EDEDED; font-family: arial-narrow; font-size: 16px; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px;]student profile full name ANNETTE DORYCE MASON nickname(s) the other elites call her 'nettie', which she tolerates, but only from them birthday & age MARCH 10TH. SEVENTEEN gender female sexual orientation BI-CURIOUS personality profile interests surfing, making music, singing, playing instruments (guitar, piano or bass guitar), chocolate (of any form), random dancing, fashion, her corgi puppy Moose, boys, spring and autumn, cigarettes, a good party, the beach, waking up early to go for a jog, doing adventurous things, crossing her own personal boundaries (in a good way), excelling in things, coffee, (vodka) redbull, martial arts dislikes winter, when she fails at doing something, her mother, drama, fakers, rainy days, inefficiency, not being able to make music, frogs, beer, green veggies, clingy (ex-)lovers, fish (especially shrimps), overprotective girlfriends, love the future especially not get married to some french aristocrat. annette goes with t he flow, but her ambition lies in either way becoming a fashion designer (or famous blogger) or a musician hobbies partying, working out in the dojo, making music, drawing, fashion blogging fears & secrets annette is afraid of love and commitments because of the way her folks' marriage went and secretly she's still in love with her ex-boyfriend who cheated on her with her brother and got stolen by him personality Despite the fact that Annette is actually considered a fashionista and only that, she is actually also a musical butterfly. This girl has an incredible voice, and because her mother discovered her talent for music at early age, Annette was also schooled in piano (at virtuous level), guitar, drums, bass guitar and even harp. Music is a big love of Annette, and she is often found at the beach, jamming. As all surfers, Annette loves to party. She's a crazy chick that can dance and sing and be crazy all night long. Especially parties at the beach have her preference, but she also likes going out to a club or bar and have a party there. Get ready for a hell of a ride! Annette is crazy, hyperactive and loves to have fun. Big fun. She tempts people into doing crazy stuff like her, will do everything you challenge her to do (especially after a few drinks) and drags her friends along into her mischief. This has gotten her into some trouble already. Music and fashion are the big passions in her life. Annette lives fashion, breathes music and has a hard time chosing which direction she wants to go, indecisive as she is about important stuff, which she likes to push ahead of herself until she has no choice but to decide anymore. Creative as she is, Annette can create a whole imaginary world of her own, and sometimes in her whirlwind mode loses track of what is reality and what is fiction. In that way, the girl doesn't have boundaries like most people do, and will have to be held back from time to time. She is blunt and honest, and with that is able to piss people off or scare them away, but you do know that with Annette, you will always have the truth and nothing but the truth, and that you will know her opinion about it from herself and not from others because she talked about you behind your back. With her flirty nature, she has pissed off quite some people already, even though she doesn't always do it on purpose. This girl a tempered little spitfire, a challenge for any guy who would want to tie her down or make her commit. She can be flirty at times, but is not a slut. You will have to conquer her if you want to get her, and this is quite hard. Because of her love for freedom, Annette has a fear of commitments and tends to run away whenever a guy gets too close to her. She isn't exactly forgiving and once you have hurt her, it will take a lot of pleading and begging to make sure she will forgive her. Her sense for wanting revenge is super big, which is a thing that could draw her to the dark side. [/style] [style=width: 190px; background-color: #A5435C; padding: 5px; text-align: left; color: #EDEDED; font-family: arial-narrow; font-size: 16px; text-transform: uppercase; text-shadow: #000000 1px 1px 1px;]family profile hometown paris, france parents nathaniel everon mason •ceo of mason incorporations • LIVING elaine martinique siblings DAVID MICHÉL MASON • twenty-one (deceased) JEAN-PIERRE NICCOLO MASON • twenty CHANTELLE FREDERIQUE MASON • eight status annette is an aristocrat, so wealthy financial aid history Annette Doryce Mason was born as the daughter to Elaine Martinique Mason-Sainfriére and Nathaniel Everon Mason. She originally came from Paris, where her father as engineer met her mother. Elaine Sanfriére came from a very old french aristocrat family and was used to life in wealth and status, whereas Nathaniel just came from a lowerclass family of factory workers and has known hard work for all his life, just to get where he was now, as wealthy engineer. Two very different personalities, but between Nate and Elaine something sparked from their very first meeting. The couple fell in love, and despite the disdain and disapproval Elaine's family, she still married him. Their first son was called David Michél Mason. One year later, Jean-Pierre Niccolo Mason was born and again a year after him Annette Doryce Mason. They grew up in Paris, because her father had work there all the time, and completely settled according to the French standards, and were taught english, french, german and even spanish besides their regular classes. As her mother discovered Annette's musical talent, she was also sent to piano, guitar and harp lessons. Annette was raised with the manners and etiquette of the upperclass French society and got everything she wanted. But then, tides changed, when Nate's father Craig was dieing. The whole family travelled off to the USA, to go and see Craig on his deathbed in Minnesota. After that, when his mother was in financial problems, her father didn't want to go away anymore. Elaine agreed, on one condition, they'd take his mother to a place where she could survive and Minnesota wasn't the place. So, after a long search, they landed in San Francisco. Annette and Jean felt at home there, though their mother continued their harsh education. Her love for the sea developed at her long walks with the dogs to the beach. The salty scent of the sea, the warm sand between her toes, it always relaxed Annette after a long, hard day of work. Nothing was good enough for her mother and it drove Annette crazy. When her mother became pregnant, it became even worse and with nine years age difference, her little sister Chantelle Frederique was born. Annette got older and older, her mother harsher and harsher, and in the end, the blonde started hating her mother. The fights became fiercer and fiercer and Annette started to rebelise against her strict upbringing, by partying along the surfers, surfing in general and learning how to play electric guitar, bassguitar and drums, which was not what her mother thought of as ladylike instruments. When the fights got out of hand and Annette didn't return home at night, her dad Nate found the solution. Annette would go away to boarding school, so she could breathe and feel free. Her mother was totally against this idea, but for the first time, her dad didn't listen to Elaine. It hurt the girl to leave her little sister behind, knowing she would get the same raise as she and Jean had. Frustrated by her mother's behaviour, Annette didn't like coming home, or talking about home. This was at the same time as Annette's oldest brother David drowned while surfing, which totally crushed the already vulnerable family ties of the Mason family. Meanwhile Nathaniel had increased his wealth and status by creating a company that had been growing and growing and now he was CEO of one of the biggest engineering companies in the world. It took only two months after his younger sister left for Jean to join her in LA, living in an appartment where she'd stay in the holidays and all. About a year ago, her mother left them, going back to France, as her own parents passed away. This was because she would not get her inheritance if she was with Nathaniel. In the end money was more important to her and they divorced. This hurt Annette to no end, and she refused to visit her mother in Paris, not even to see Chantelle. By now, Elaine has stopped asking. Annette has totally erased the memory of her mother, that hurt her dad so much, and lost her believe in love, especially after her brother Jean stole her (now ex-)boyfriend Artemis from her. Now she feels like there is no home she can go to except Brentwood, where she's safe. Because she can barely look at her brother, and going home with a dad who's always working doesn't work either. the puppeteer [div style="width:195px; font-family: arial narrow; font-size: 12px; color: #000000; text-transform: uppercase; text-align: left; padding: 5px; border-bottom: #000000 1px dashed;[b"]your alias |
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4 years or something, idek xD
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Annette had frozen slightly as she saw Art wandering through their house. Okay, granted, she had been used to that -when they were dating- and he was still doing it now, but the blonde was surprised by the amount of tact and compassion that was lacking in all his actions. Really. So the girl still froze every time she saw his figure strolling through their house like he lived there, like nothing had happened and it was just a normal thing to do. Like he was just a normal boy sleeping over at his boyfriend, who had met and fell in love a normal way. It almost made her cackle sarcastically, to see him wander around her house so comfortably. But then again, why did she even care? It was time for her to get over that asshole, and move on. If only they didn't shove it into her face that they were togetehr all the time. And neither did it help that she was lone. Fuck, Annette thought with a grumble, strolling to her room, to go and change, but at the same time realized that she would never be able to sleep like this. She needed a little help.
Annette had her own ritual before going to bed. It may sound ridiculous, but about one-two hours before she wanted to go to sleep, the girl grabbed some stuff together and hit it off to the beach, to give herself some peace of mind before drifting off to sleep. Usually she was also smoking weed, cigarettes and drinking some beers, while jamming and enjoying the sunset or the stars. Because it was never cold in Hawaii, she wandered around in her shorts and loose tanktop, nothing but flip flops on her feet as she strolled back into the kitchen with her beachbag swung over her shoulder. Softly humming a song to herself, the girl grabbed about 6 beers from the fridge, throwing them in her bag, and took her weed from her hiding place -Jean would kill her if he ever saw it- behind the microwave, throwing it in her bag as well. The girl turnd on her heels and looked straight in Art's penetrating eyes. "What?" She asked neutrally -trying as hard as she could to not sneer or bitch at him- before walking past him as if he did not exist, swinging the strap of her guitar cover -with the guitar in it ofcourse- over her shoulder and bailing out, checking if she also had taken her towel and her cigarettes."Jean, je suis à la plage. Sera de retour dans une heure ou deux" Annette called up the stairs, before striding out of their house, feeling Art's eyes look after her.
Outside, the girl shivered a bit from the awkward situation of inside, and the mixed up feelings that were rumbling in her stomach whenever she saw Art. The surfer let out an exhausted sigh, brushing a hand through her loose blonde locks that curled over her tanned shoulders. She just didn't understand why he had to challenge and hurt her all the time. Taking her flip flops in her hand, the girl smiled delightfully at the feeling of the warm sand between her toes, and made her way over the private beach only the inhabitants of the beach district knew about, maybe several other inhabitants of LA, but definately no tourists. She liked it better that way.
Spreading her towel out in the sand, Annette dropped her stuff in the sand, sitting down on her towel and grabbed her iPhone to text Ray. Hey hottie, I'm at the beach now with my guitar. Beach jam session? Xx. The text was send and Annette opened her first beer, while rolling a joint. Putting the bottle against her eager lips, she finished rolling her joint -it was pure perfection- and lit it, immediately feeling the calmth rush into her. It was exactly what she needed, truly. Then she wriggled a bit with her bottle in the sand, so that it would stick, and took her guitar out of it's cover, dragging it on her lap, careful to not get any sand in it. Her guitar was her baby, and the person who hurt or broke it, would pay big time. Placing the joint between her lips, the girl stroked a bit over the strings as in intro, before wriggling it between her fingers so she could play and sing at the same time. No stress, no pressure to do everything perfectly. Annette's beautiful voice that could sound like a loud trompet without any effort, was now taken by the wind, soft as if the sea sang a song herself. "And you can stay with me forever, or you could stay with me for now. And tell me if I’m wrong and tell me if I’m right. Tell me if you need a loving hand to help you fall asleep tonight. Tell me if i know, tell me if i do. Tell me how to fall in love the way you want me to."
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