The Summer House

Name: Jonah Webster

Age: 19

Gender: Male

Good or bad: Good

Personality: Internally he's borderline depressive, the result of the deaths of his parents. Externally, though, he keeps up appearances and always seems happy, treating just about everything as a joke in order to deal with his own personal issues. He's the same around girls, trying to be the class clown as a way of hiding his insecurity.

Appearances: http://timofeev.deviantart.com/art/Look-67973631

History: His mother was killed in a car accident, and his father, already an alcoholic, drank until he eventually committed suicide.

Other: Up for love

Hey guys there's been a change of plan, we're going to start the storybook Tomorrow, that means day after Christmas. OK? If you need to talk to me or each other please do so in the DT. I'll check it and update it as well. Thanks!

-Max

Shay

I looked at the real taken picture the one that Owen sent out to us, I looked at it again as the car started driving away. It was leaving me here? Here?! I went down the dusty road, I noticed a lake a huge lake, to go swimming in. Yay, memories. Then, I saw the house.

"Oh... my God." I looked at the house, and from what Owen said, since I was the closet to where ever the heck we were at, I would arrive first, I call first dibs on a bed room, thank gosh. I had to walk around the house for half and hour before I could decide which room I wanted. I set down my stuff in this awesome neon green room. "Rock on." I laughed.


Eric

I was on the plane, wondering what everything would be like, any hot girls? Anyone? I wasn't tide down. I chuckled at the idea. Then I heard the flight attended say.

"The flight will be ending momentarily." I hated airplanes. I held my breath.


**go ahead everyone**

Mallory


I out of the car, my electric guitar case on my shoulder, my acoustic in my right and and a large suitcase in my left. My hair moved in front of my eyes and I blew it away. With a yell of graditude to the driver, I looked at the house. Setting down the suitcase, I examined the house and looked for a window that was near a rooftop. I found it and tried calculating how far the room would be in the house. It didn't work.

Grabbing my suitcase again, I hurried inside. Without looking at the actual room, I found the window that I saw from outside and threw my stuff on the first bed I saw. Seconds later, I had my acoustic out (I'd named her Hane, or wing in Japense) and took out the screen to the window. In another few moments, I was on the roof playing my guitar.



***She can be anyone's roomate***

*****Someone bring me in please!!!*******

~Rae Erins~

So maybe living in a house full of a dozen other teenagers wouldn't be to horribly bad... I thought to myself as I sat in the passenger's seat of my cusions old van. {i]Yeah right[/i].

"Rae?" I heard Angie, my cusion say as we finally stopped infront of an enormous house. "Hey, Rae!" Angie shouted and I turned to her, confused. "This is it, get out and have a nice summer, my so nice twenty year old cusion told me as she looked the house over from her seat.

"And how nice it is of you to say that" I said sarcastically to her, she puffed her lips and stared at me with her big, brown eyes. Angie was the oldest of my six adopted cusions, she was italian and very, very pretty, I didn't envy her for it but what could I say? I was a teenager and I guess I was a bit jealous. "Tell J.D. that when I get back home, I'm so gonna kill him" I said in my horrible Okie accent.

"You know that depends on if you had fun or not-" before Angie continued she smiled, "right, I'll tell him, cuz". I glared at her and she simply smiled again.

I watched as Angie drove away before I walked into the house, by the looks of it, there were already people here. Might as well go find where I'll be sleeping... I told myself and groaned. It wasn't long before I found a bedroom right up the stairs that I thought was perfect, light blue walls and a big window that over looked the lake. I threw my stuff onto one of the two beds and sighed. This is going to be a long day....

**anyone want a room with her, be my guest!**

*October can i claim Eric and be his room mate please!*

Name: Emily

Age: 20

Gender: female

Good or bad: inbeween but deffently has a bad side

Personality: sweet kind and a laugh, shes nice girl to hang around with.

Appearances:

History:Emily lives an apartment with her band members in england, she goes collage and does music. She cant remember any of her over past as she was in a car accident and lost her memory but shes fine now.

Other: up for love

Zack Daniels

The bus was hot and it smelled of old people and sweat. With his I-pod turned on high, he rest his head against the glass, his eyes on the precipice of sleep. A man in front of him was snoring loudly and the only way of drowning him out was music. The beats were hard and loud. The words weren't clear but it was better than the tranquility of everything else.
Soon, the bus came to his stop and he got off, his bag in his hand. The road was long and dirty. He'd have to walk a couple of blocks to the house he'd be staying at for the summer.
With his earphones in his ears and his bags in his hands, he started down the road to his new life.


Avery Orchard

Her Aunt had long since dropped her off. The ride was full of baby squeals and annoyed glances. Avery's Aunt wasn't too fond of her and didn't hide it. She didn't give her a hug or a kiss, she just drove off, the engine sputtering away into the distance. Away from her.
Avery stood there for a moment, assessing her surroundings. The house was sweet and from the looks of it there were other inhabitants. Sighing, she began up the path to house she'd be staying for the summer.

*Avery can be Rae's roommate?*

** Is this ok october**

Emily played with her lip ring as her fellow band mate Joe dropped her off.

"Well I hope you have fun" He grinned as she jumps out of his truck,

"Yeah me too" She smiled back, "See ya sexy".

She grinned and ran off. Joe was very very cute but he was going out with Emily friend Emma. Emily pulled her ipod earphone out of her ears and walked towards the big house.

"This is going to be fun" she said as somebody appeared behind her,

"Yeah should be" Said a voice behind her then he came into view, "Im Eric"

Emily held her hand out "Emily".

**perfect**

Eric

"So, what's your story why are you here?"

"My parents died." she said.

"Well, everyone's parents here died. That's kind of the point why we're here." I said.

Emily

" Oh ok, so im going to be stuck with alot of miserable people" Emily laughed,

"No... maybe" He replied with a cute grin,

"Well Im live in England with my friends, my band members" She smiled, "What about you?"

"That isn't all of it, is it Emily" Eric asked, "What about your past, your parents"

Eric looked into her eyes and made her feel slightly uneasy. He was beautiful.

"Well I was in a car crash and forgot my past" She said, " My parents died in the same accident"

**Of course Angel of Death! It'll be interesting having one of your characters as a roomie and the other a love interest for rae! :3**

*If nobody claims Shay october could I claim her too?*

Name: Joe

Age: 20

Gender: male

Good or bad: inbeween but deffently has a bad side

Personality: sweet kind and shy, hes nice guy to hang around with.

Appearances:

History:Joe lives an apartment with his band members in england, she goes collage and does music. He cant remember any of his past as he was in a car accident and lost his memory but he's fine now. He was in the accident with Emily because they were on there way to a gig.

Other: up for love, Just left his girlfriend

**sure Ech**

Anna

Anna rode up the driveway in style in her new BMW that she bought with her parents life insurance. Her chauffeur held out his hand in want of a tip, but Anna ignored him and got out, pointing at the massive pile of bags that she had brought.

"Pssshhh, you get them yourself," the man grinned and sped off.

Fuming, Anna grabbed a hold of her first bag and started lugging it up to the door. After a half hour of painstakingly dragging heavy suitcase after suitcase up the stairs into the biggest and most lavish room, she came down the stairs and collapsed on the couch and started texting on her iPhone.