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ABOUT YOURSELF:
1) Tell us your name, your age, and a brief description about yourself.
I’m Jessica, but I love to be called Jess. I turned sixteen about a month ago, and yes, I do have my driver’s license. ;) I love baking, reading, writing, fashion, video games, music, exercising (specifically running), and just having fun in general. I live in a small suburb in Missouri, where I run my asss off in cross country and track and strive to keep the perfect 4.0. My life isn’t anything like Gossip Girl, and it definitely isn’t Vogue, but that’s why I have Polyvore.
 
2) Are you in school (high school/college) or currently working?
I’m in high school. I’m currently contemplating if I can balance a part time job or not, but as for now, no job for me.
 
3) How long have you been a member of Polyvore and how often do you log on?
I’ve been on Polyvore for about two years and I log on more than once a day normally.
 
YOUR RP HISTORY:
1) Are you currently part of any roleplay group? If so, please list them down with the names of your character.
In The Jungle – Carine Jones

2) How would you describe the extent of your participation with this/these group/s? How often do you write for these characters?
I’m a pretty active member. I try to make at least two sets a week if not more, and write stories for almost all of my sets. I’ve been on vacation lately so I haven’t been able to make as many sets for IJ as I’d like, but I’m becoming a lot more active now that my summer is winding down.
 
3) Have you ever joined a rp, only to drop out a few weeks/months later? If yes, what made you leave?
Yes, but it doesn’t happen often. Usually when this happens it’s because the group is hardly active at all and closes down soon anyway. Occasionally I just won’t have any muse at all for the character I tried out for, and when that happens I just don’t feel it’s fair to hog a character I have trouble writing about when there might be other people who really want to be a part of that roleplay or really like the character.
 
YOU and MMN:
1) How long have you known MMN? Where have you read or heard it from? Who recommended it to you?
I remember hearing about MMN when it was first opening, just from try-outs and ad sets I saw.
 
2) Are you an avid reader of the group? If yes, is there any particular character in MMN that you usually read/follow? If no, what stories have you read or what characters are you at least familiar with?
Admittedly, no. I wasn’t very familiar with MMN until I saw so many girls trying out for its second generation. I’ve read up on it now, though, and I’m familiar with the main girls, especially Cameron, Summer, Charlotte, and Elena.
 
3) If you get accepted to MMN, do you think you can stay committed to your character and to the group?
Definitely.

Monday: School is back in session and Kat has found us the perfect lunch spot where some of last years seniors once sat (mainly our own siblings). Just to get in the mood of things Aaron has ordered us a ton of food from the likes of Olive Garden which will be delivered to our table tomorrow. Dress your best and show off to all those new Freshmeat and show the upperclassmen who we really are. First impressions go a long way so be kind to your teachers and at least pretend to pay attention. Good luck!
 
“So, you excited for senior year?” I asked my brother, Clayton, from the passenger seat of his BMW.
 
“Fuckk yeah! I have a hot girlfriend, awesome friends, an amazing car… I can already tell it’s gonna be a good year.” His smile and positivity was infectious, and soon I found myself grinning goofily right along with him. School sucked asss, it was true, but maybe this year would be different. Helll, I didn’t really have anything to complain about anyway. I was part of The Group. We were practically worshipped in the halls of Whitier. As cliché and horrible as it sounded, it was true. No one at Whitier could even touch me… except for my own friends.
 
It wasn’t long before Clayton was swerving into his usual parking space, barely shutting off the engine before he was hurrying over to Hazel Kim, Yumie’s sister that also happened to be his longtime girlfriend. I smiled and grabbed my satchel, easily spotting Sima, Yumie, and Kat by the school’s entrance.
 
“Hey ladies!” I smiled, joining the small circle they’d formed.
 
“Someone’s unusually peppy today.” Kat remarked, and my grin broadened.
 
“What can I say? I sort of missed this place.”
 
Sima scoffed. “You’re kidding me, right? You were the one I could always count on to hate on school with. Who the helll do I go to now with my negativity?”
 
“Um, me?” Yumie frowned, and Sima nodded.
 
“You don’t count though; you always get to deal with my shitt.”
 
Our attention shifted over to Kylie as she hopped out of her dad’s car, hurrying over to where Ara and Nads stood. My eyes caught Kyle’s from where he sat in the back seat, taking in the cocky smirk he quickly flashed in my direction. I rolled my eyes and turned back to my friends. Yumie, of course, had seen. And as usual, she had something to say about it.
 
“What’s up with you and Kyle, Ri? Is there something we should know?” she asked coyly. Once again, I rolled my eyes.
 
“Kyle? Please. I’d never have anything to do with that idiot.”
Just as Kat was opening her mouth to question me, Ara and Nadia walked by.
 
“Stupid bitchh. What the fuckk is she wearing anyway?” Sima muttered.
 
I smiled. “What are /you/ wearing, Sim? I mean, it’s way more my style than your usual blazers and skirts, but really. What’s with the change?”
 
“Haven’t you heard? I’m a badasss now.” she laughed, and I shook my head, smiling. Sima dressing in cut-offs. A lot really could change over the summer.
 
---
 
“What was up with that kid?” I asked Ara, pointing to a hot guy from our history class that had followed us to where The Group was sitting for lunch.
 
“I don’t know. I guess he’s suddenly friends with all the guys now? He’s a cocky assshole, though. Kind of reminds me of Kyle.” She looked at me, probably just to see my reaction to Kyle’s name, but all I offered her was a small nod.
 
“Just what we need. Another overly-cocky pig in our group.” I sighed, and Ara nodded her agreement. I turned to see Nate and Aaron, my two best guy friends, just as I finished speaking. Nate grinned down at me.
 
“Wow, I wish I knew this whole friendship thing between us was an act a long time ago. Cocky pig? That’s harsh.” Nate winked, and I chuckled, going over to give him and Aaron quick hugs.
 
“You know I don’t mean you two… well, maybe Aaron.” I laughed, and he ruffled up my hair in response.
 
It was going to be one kick asss year.
 

sorry for the shittty, cheesy story! drama with carine will be coming soon

Sunday: Prepare for school and get a good night's rest. School is where we jungle animals thrive. (Free Day).
 
It was one of those days. One of those days where it seems the weather may as well be mocking you and your life. It was perfection outside. The sand on the beach may as well have been a mirror, reflecting the blazing sun into my dark eyes. My Ray-Bans weren’t just for show today, and the sunscreen I’d slathered on wasn’t just to prevent wrinkles. It was purely, beautifully hot. It was summer. And yet, the season had finally reached its end.
 
The last day of summer was always the worst of the year. It was like all of the year’s Sunday nights had been wrapped up into one long albeit terribly short day.
 
After a while spent in daydreams of sophomore year, the soft thud of a body hitting the sand next to me woke me to reality.
 
“Carine, Carine, Carine. Why do I feel like you’ve been avoiding me all week?”
 
Oh, fuckk. I’d barely spoken to him, and yet I would recognize his voice anywhere. He had one of those voices – the kind that make you want to listen. Deep, authoritative, but never without a hint of sarcasm or mischievous humor underneath it all. Here I was, though, trying my best to ignore it.
 
“The silent treatment. Really?” he asked. I could practically hear the smirk in his voice.
 
I propped myself up on my elbows, sliding my aviators onto my head so he could better see the agitation on my face.
 
“What the fuckk do you want, Kyle?” I spat.
 
“You.” He deadpanned, giving into laughter after a few seconds. I rolled my eyes. Sarcasm got annoying when you used it to much, and that was definitely the case with him.
 
“Seriously, though. I’ve said sorry for treating you so… rudely. I’ve been trying to talk to you all week. What’s your problem?”
 
“You.” I mocked, to which he chuckled and shook his head.
 
“Damn you’re prickly, I-“
 
I had to cut in, unable to hold back a laugh this time. “Prickly?”
 
He smiled. “Yeah! There’s no better word for it. I asked you a question, though. What the helll do you have against me?”
 
“Hm. For the past year that you’ve been here, all I’ve heard from Kylie and Ara and even Nads is what a horrible person you are. You’re a complete dickk to all of my guy friends, and then about a week ago I accidentally run into you and you tell me, and I quote, to ‘fuckk off’.”
 
“You just asked me what the fuckk my problem was, and I wasn’t overly affected by it.” He pointed out.
 
I sighed. He had a point. I didn’t know why I was still so pisssed about the way he’d treated me on the fourth of July. There’d just been something in his voice, the way he’d looked at me. Suddenly, realization dawned on me. He’d sounded like my dad. I couldn’t tell him that, though. Either I’d have to admit why that night was troubling me so much or I’d have to play nice. Both choices sounded like death, but one wasn’t even an option at all.
 
“Kyle… I don’t like you at all. But I’ll let it go - because you actually do have a point. Don’t expect me to be making out with you like I’m one of your St. Lily’s whores anytime soon, though. I’ll only be as nice as I have to be. That’s all.”
 
He grinned cockily, leaning over to wrap an arm around my shoulder. I grabbed it and flung it off of me the instant it touched my back.
 
“What did I say?” I asked him.
 
He laughed. “I heard you, I heard you. I’m just glad we got this worked out. Although you are fuckking hot when you’re angry.” His lips twisted into a smirk as my jaw dropped and I sent a hand over to slap him on the arm.
 
“See what I’m talking about?” He laughed again, and this time I forced myself to remain still. If I didn’t I knew he’d just keep on messing with me.
 
Sighing, I slid my Ray-Bans back onto my nose and laid back down. “Goodbye Kyle.” I dismissed him. He smiled and got up.
 
“See you later, Carine.”
 
“Don’t count on it!” I replied. He chuckled and walked off, leaving me in peace and left to analyze the conversation that had just happened.
 

Since I wasn’t in town this week and didn’t have a chance to make a set for Wednesday, here’s Carine’s schedule:
 
AP Euro
Honors Trig
AP Biology
English 2 Honors
Computer Systems
Speech

Wednesday: We've all been pretty moody as of late, so Yumie has decided to have us all head on over to Disneyland, a little reminder of our excursions together from when we were younger. We'll be going on the Peter Pan, Indiana Jones, Space Mountain, Dumbo ride and as many other rides as we can go on. Maybe this will help clear things up, after all we are heading to the happiest place on earth.
 
hate doing this, but story will be up soon! comment if you want to be included :)

sorry for the lack of sets and for this shittty story. haven't had much muse lately :/ if anyone wants to start drama or has a plot carine could be in on, message me!
 
Monday: Nadia's invited everyone over to her house to watch the stars roll into the Harry Potter Premiere. Catered food will be provided but reassurance that there won't be drama will not.

“Zane… why the helll do you have to be such an asss?” I asked him angrily. Murmurs of agreement sprang up around the room, and suddenly Zane, the group’s natural leader, was the bad guy.
 
Throwing his hands up in the air in innocence, he began to babble something unintelligible. Finally, he calmed down enough to say, “I didn’t mean it, it just… came out wrong.”
 
Nate was shooting Zane death glares, for obvious reasons, while Nadia got up and hurried after Ara. After a while of all of us yelling at Zane, Ara came back downstairs, avoiding any eye contact with Zane. The tension in the air immediately picked up, but we all turned our eyes to the screen, pretending it wasn’t there.
 
“Sooooooo…” I began awkwardly. “I’m gonna go grab some more oreos. Anyone else want anything?” I asked, hopping up from where I’d been sprawled out on one of the couches.
 
“Grab me a coke?” Sima requested, while Adam began naming off all the different kinds of chips and ice cream he wanted me to bring back. I shrugged him off and walked slowly to the kitchen. Anything to escape that awkward room.
 
I knew Nadia’s house like the back of my hand by now, just like I knew the homes of the rest of my friends, so I easily found where all the food was kept. As I rummaged through the cabinet, trying to find another bag of oreos, my cell went off.
 
“Hello?” I asked, pressing it to my ear.
 
“Carine! You need to get here now… I’m at the house and uh…” My brother’s voice sounded nervous, almost panicky. In the background, I could hear my mother gently telling him not to worry about her, and not to bother me about it. Understanding dawned on me.
 
“What happened? What did he do this time?” I asked, anger rising inside of me. My eyes narrowed, fists clenched.
 
“He’s drunk again… Mom tried to take away one of his beers because he was already too drunk. He…. didn’t take it well.”
 
“Shitt, is she okay?” I asked, grabbing the bag of chips I’d found and hurrying back to the main room of Ara’s house.
 
“It’s… you’ll just have to see. Get here quick, okay?” Clayton asked, and I murmured an ‘okay’ before I hung up. As I entered the room, I tossed the chips at Adam and grabbed my bag. I paused for a moment, only to tell them I was leaving.
 
“Well, I have to go. See you guys later.” I smiled, then hurried toward the door
 
Someone began to question me, but I didn’t look back as I opened the door and slammed it behind me.
 
It wasn’t like I’d tell them the truth anyway.

today has been... boring. i spent the day drinking peach tea and watching skins uk. it's actually really good! i was bored yesterday night too, so i decided to download it. took about two hours, but it was worth it! because seriously, it's really, really good. anyways, i'm listening to lady gaga's new album and still... being bored. good news is, tomorrow my dad's gonna go to pur insurance agent and get my car insurance so i can finally DRIVE! i got my license last friday... barely, but i did pass haha... i seriously can't wait to drive. i'll be able to get a job, drive myself to school and practice, and just have so much more freedom... oh! does anyone know if starbucks is a good place to work? thinking about applying there...
 
anyways, that ends this pointless, boring "blog". hope you're all havin' a good day! hopefully it's been more exciting than mine has ;)

andddddd i still suck at mosaics. :/
 
Monday: Luke's sister is allowing us to borrow her apartment for the Fourth of July. We have beach access, lots of food and a terrace just for us. Wear you're cutest bikini because you can bet we'll be out playing soccer and volleyball in the hot sand. When the sun sets we'll be watching the fireworks go off, and I'm not just talking about in the sky.
 

Monday: Luke's sister is allowing us to borrow her apartment for the Fourth of July. We have beach access, lots of food and a terrace just for us. Wear you're cutest bikini because you can bet we'll be out playing soccer and volleyball in the hot sand. When the sun sets we'll be watching the fireworks go off, and I'm not just talking about in the sky.
 
I clenched my fists and sighed as Ara, Yumie, and I walked out of the bathroom. Poor Sima. As we walked back onto the terrace and rejoined the party, I caught a glimpse of Sabrina whispering something into Adam’s ear, practically molesting him as she sat on his lap, squirming around. I snorted, shaking my head as I moved through the small crowd of people gathered on the deck. I definitely knew how Sima felt… It sucked asss to like a guy and also know he didn’t think of you that way. Which was why I was finally getting over Adam, once and for all.
 
“Shitt, hide me.” Yumie said suddenly, jumping behind my back as Aaron walked by. I laughed, pulling her out from behind me once he was gone.
 
“Just tell him he’s a fuckking creep and move on!” I told her. Yumie giggled at my usual bluntness, and smiled.
 
“I have! He just doesn’t know how to take a hint!”
 
I smirked. “Of course not. This /is/ Aaron we’re talking about. Come on, Yumie, you’ve got to do something big to get him to leave you alone! Threaten to cut off his balls, maybe, or spread a rumor… Aaron having genital warts wouldn’t be that hard to believe!”
 
Yumie let out a shriek of laughter, hitting me in the arm. “Carine, you’re so bad! I’m not /that/ mean!” she giggled, and I smiled.
 
“I know, I’m just kidding. Not even Aaron deserves that.” He really didn’t. Aaron was actually one of my better guy friends. He was a huge perv, but too funny to dislike. Yumie giggled, and I shook my head, smiling. “I’m gonna go talk to Nadia, Yumie. Catch you later!” I called, already on my way over to Nads, who looked beyond pisssed.
 
“That fuckking whoree!” She began as soon as she saw me. I giggled, turning my gaze to Kylie, who was down on the beach with Luke. Just as I caught sight of them, Kylie leaned in, and soon she and Luke were making out in the sand. My jaw dropped, and I could’ve sworn I saw actual /flames/ in Nadia’s eyes, she looked so mad. The next words out of her mouth were a slur of barely legible curses. She was calling Kylie every name in the book.
 
I raised my hands up in surrender. “I’m not getting into this! But come on, do you really want a guy who would make out with the girl you hate? I know just about any other guy at this party would date you, Nads.” I pointed out. Nadia sighed, still not content, and I sort of understood. She wanted Luke, and Kylie wanting him too probably only made Nads like him more. I left her to simmer down, following everyone else down to the beach for the fireworks.
 
“Carine!”
 
I looked over to see Nate motioning me over to him. I smiled and fell in stride beside him. Nate was easily my best guy friend. He may as well have been my brother.
 
“Is Sima – er, okay?” he asked uncomfortably. I could tell by the way he was looking at me that he felt terrible.
 
“I don’t know… you shouldn’t have done that, Natey.” I chided him, using the name I’d called him since second grade. “That was a dickk move.”
 
“I know,” he sighed, running a hand through his hair. “I just… she took me off guard!”
 
I shook my head. “You should just apologize to her.”
 
“I will.” he nodded, brightening a little at the idea. Nate was basically the perfect gentleman. He hated making people, especially girls, mad, which was why this was killing him.
 
I smiled. Time to change the subject. Using my foot, I kicked a spray of sand over his legs, catching him off guard. Face curling up in a devious smile, he lunged for me, but I was too fast. I was off sprinting, laughing and looking behind me as Nate tried to catch me. Of course, it was just then that I collided with someone.
 
“What the…?” I said at the same time as the person I’d crashed into. Looking at him, I realized I’d just knocked over Kyle Chamberlin.
 
“Watch where you’re fuckking going!” Kyle snapped, spitting sand out of his mouth. My eyes narrowed. What the helll was his problem? I got up, brushing sand off my legs, then cocked one hip, my hand resting on my waist.
 
“Excuse me?” I raised my brows.
 
He got up after me, just as Nate came over, Zane joining us.
 
“Don’t talk to Carine that way, shitt face.” Zane practically growled at Kyle, his body tensing as he stared his enemy in the face.
 
Kyle shot a nasty look at Zane, then turned to me.
 
“Look, sorry. You caught me off guard.” Then, he returned his attention to Zane. “Don’t talk to /me/ that way, asss hole, unless you want your pretty boy face smashed in. Or maybe I’ll make it your leg, but then again I don’t think you could get any worse at soccer, even with a broken bone.”
 
Zane bristled and began shouting something at Kyle, but Ara and Nate were suddenly in the middle of everything, breaking up Zane and Kyle’s second confrontation of the day. After talking them both down, Zane and Kyle were splitting ways. Kyle caught my eye.
 
“I really am sorry,” he said, flashing me a charming smile, trying to make up for his earlier behavior. I shrugged, completely unmoved by his apology. As he walked away, Ara laughed and high fived me. Just then, the fireworks began to light up the darkening sky, their loud booms ringing in my ears.
 
What a day.

♛ The Puma:
Carine Jones
Carine (pronounced Kah-reen), is generally nosy and a bitchh. She's one of those people who pays attention to her surroundings and can be so quiet you might not even notice she's there, camouflaging and listening to everything you have to say. She doesn't keep secrets though, she'll straight out tell you what she thinks of you and sticks her nose into everyone's business whether its wanted or not. Carine has a softer side though, and mostly everyone in The Group has witnessed it, which is why they like her so much. She also has had quite a.../rough/ past but no one's ever been brave enough to question her. Carine is better off solo, like all pumas are, but she can't help but wear her heart on her sleeve and falls too fast, too hard. Don't go too soft on her though, like a true Puma, when she attacks she goes in for the kill.
model: Lais Ribeiro
sport: Varsity volleyball.
family legends: Clayton Jones, a breathtakingly hot, Varsity baseball playing (co-captain in fact), honor roll, senior, dating Hazel Kim.
family status: extremely rich
relationship status: liked Adam for the longest time, still crushed but slowly getting over him.

♛ The Puma:
Carine Jones
Carine (pronounced Kah-reen), is generally nosy and a bitchh. She's one of those people who pays attention to her surroundings and can be so quiet you might not even notice she's there, camouflaging and listening to everything you have to say. She doesn't keep secrets though, she'll straight out tell you what she thinks of you and sticks her nose into everyone's business whether its wanted or not. Carine has a softer side though, and mostly everyone in The Group has witnessed it, which is why they like her so much. She also has had quite a.../rough/ past but no one's ever been brave enough to question her. Carine is better off solo, like all pumas are, but she can't help but wear her heart on her sleeve and falls too fast, too hard. Don't go too soft on her though, like a true Puma, when she attacks she goes in for the kill.
model: Lais Ribeiro
sport: Varsity volleyball.
family legends: Clayton Jones, a breathtakingly hot, Varsity baseball playing (co-captain in fact), honor roll, senior, dating Hazel Kim.
family status: extremely rich
relationship status: liked Adam for the longest time, still crushed but slowly getting over him.
 
I know Lais Ribeiro looks /nothing/ like Cintia, but when I read Carine’s bio for some reason I just pictured Lais. To me, she looks like she could be that bitchy girl that has a golden heart, just like Carine… I’d be perfectly fine with using Cintia, though, if needed!
 
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The beat of the bass, the laughter of the people around me, the dim lighting, and the smell of liquor in the air… for some reason, I was feeling especially nostalgic tonight. This party reminded me of freshman year, one of my first high school parties. It had been at Sima’s house, just like this one, with the same people and the same drinks. The only thing wedged between the then and now was the music, although it was still the same top 40 shitt my friends always played at parties. Oh, and of course there was another similarity, something I was constantly aware of, always nagging at the back of my mind. I was still alone.
 
I found myself surrounded by friends, their smiles and drunken laughter infectious, but I stood on the edge, my face blank. Here I stood, practically enveloped by a whole group of hot guys, but it didn’t mean anything. None of them meant more to me than a simple friendship could. Admittedly, I’d been infatuated with Adam for over a year, but even that was fading, as my crushes always did. Just as that thought flitted through my brain, I spotted him on the opposite end of the room, dancing with Sabrina.
 
I smirked and shook my head. Fuckk this, I was damnn tired of moping around. Yes, I was alone, but why was I turning that into such a bad thing? Solo may as well have been a synonym for power. I didn’t like depending on other people, and because of that I worked perfectly by myself.
 
And so just like that, Carine Jones was back and on the prowl. Slinking over to where Kylie, Ara, and Kat were dancing with a few guys from Damien, I let them make a hole in their circle that I fit into perfectly and joined the party. That was me. Always alone, but simultaneously in the middle of everything. And thinking about it now, I wouldn’t have it any other way.
 
Top Three;
Carine Carine Carine!
Nadia
Anne-Marie
 
do you have a storyline in mind ?
sort of… it could change though. i definitely have an idea of how carine’s going to be as a character – really defiant, outrageous, wild, and brave but sensitive and really damaged inside, which explains why she had that depressed, mopy moment in my story. i have a lot of family drama in mind for her, and i was thinking about making her go after kyle, but we’ll see. :)

no time for a story, packing for camp! i'll be gone from monday- saturday, so i'll make sets then! sorry i haven't been active girls, just been really busy this week with my birthday and everything. i promise i'll be active after camp!
 
June 16th {Thursday};; Practice that million dollar smile and try to get your story straight, today is interview day. Countless channels and talk shows have sent the best of the best over to Late Night. Try to start your reputation on a good note, and you might just meet some of your fellow cast mates in between make-up checks and nosy questions. Welcome to your official first day of the new season!
 
read violaceous,m's awesome story to see what noelle did.
http://www.polyvore.com/its_like_wrote_every_note/set?id=32750131