OoC; And if i ammm? ;D P.S Draco is needed on Fizz's rp

Name: Genevieve Corrine Hewitt [sound familiar?]

Age: Seventeen, turning eighteen in September

Gender: Female

Personality: Though not always perfectly witty, Genie has an above average sense of sarcasm and an above average intelligence, though attending a public school. Her default emotion is generally happy, though she is exceedingly random, possibly having undiagnosed ADHD, but feels that it's not to a degree where she needs medication for it. Genevieve is good at making new friends, very outgoing and a little too loud sometimes, but always in good nature. She's an enourmous flirt, and is always making sure she looks her best. She becomes infatuated easily, though never stays long after the chase, a fact that she hopes to change. 

Crush:

Other: Has a brown tabby with green eyes named Cecelia back home, along with two large dogs who she is less fond of. She's an excellent student and is especially good in her English and Science classes. After college, she hopes to become a nurse so she can save lives, without the stress of a doctor.  

Looks: Genevieve has long hair, just past her bust, in a deep purple-y auburn color. Her bright green eyes are offset by the contrasting colors, and she often wears black liquid eyeliner, though prefers not to use it on her lower lashes. With naturally long eyelashes, she doesn’t need to wear too much mascara, but likes the way it feels, and can be seen experimenting with false eyelashes. Full lips complete her oval face shape, and her brows are near perfect, but slightly lighter than her hair color, so Genie colors them in. For her athletic build, Genie’s bust is a bit larger in proportion, a genetic trait from her mother’s side- her little sister (Evangeline) is the same way. She stands at 5’7” and 126 lbs, mostly muscle from playing beach volleyball when she stays the summer at her mother’s apartment in San Francisco. Her shoe size is 10, rather large, giving her hope that she might grow a little more to match her feet. Her attire varies day to day, but her favorite clothing color is teal or grey, absentmindedly choosing things in those categories. She loves jeans and yoga pants, finding comfort in the way they always feel the same. On girlier feeling days, she wears skirts that are usually accompanied by white v-necks and a waist-accentuating belt, if the skirt is a-line instead of the pencil style. While her hair doesn’t like to commit itself to one particular texture, for the most part Genevieve straightens it, though most of it just needs smoothing down. She’s tan relative to a vampire and pale relative to the year-round California girls, but has more of a medium skin tone. Has a double piercing and a small nose stud (right side), and plans on piercing her cartilage and belly button sometime in the next year or so.

((It's fine...with me atleast. I don't know about the other person but I don't think they'll be upset XD))

Name: Paige Esenger
Age:17
Gender:Girl//Lady//Female
Personality:Paige is pretty layed back and has more of a go with the flow aditude though if you get on her nervs she is nothing like that. When she's angrey she is impulsive and sarcastic(though she allways has a hint of sarcasim weather or not she's angrey.) When sad or un happy she shuts out others and prefers to be alone rather than confide in someone to talk though her problems. If she finds some one she trusts then she can be funny and energetic most of the time but it might take her some time to warm up to you since she had mild trust issues.
Crush:No one
Other:She loves to draw
Looks:

Name:Kasey Thatcher
Age:17
Gender:Guy//Dude//Male
Personality:Kasey is relativly care free. He loves to joke around and pull pranks on anyone and everyone. He hates to see people sad or mad and is will to humiliate himself in order to cheer them up. He doesn't bother to stick around people who are generally unhappy people but iff they are in a bad mood he will try his hardest to cheer them up no matter what.
Crush:No one
Other:nope
Looks: But you know without the swords...

((Yeah, same here. xD No worries. Fails are so cool! I fail all the time! Are you kidding me? :D Can we start soon? Or maybe now? *hopeful*))

((Hehe, it confused me too! I was all... "Hey, when did I post here? I've never seen this thread before... OOOOHHHHH!" xP May I start?))

((Yessss! I suck with starting, but it's fun, so here I go!))

"Seth!" Lana hissed under her breath. "Stop it! Don't even think about taking out your straw."
"But it's my special spit-balling straw!" Seth whined. He glanced at Lana with puppy-dog eyes. "I can only spit-ball people with Fred,"
"Who on earth is Fred? Your imaginary friend?"
"No!" Seth exclaimed. "He's my special spit-balling straw!" He gave her a teasing grin and punched his sister's shoulder lightly. "Besides, Quincy wants me to be able to spit-ball people!" Seth held up an adorable, relatively small dog.
"Quincy is a one month old black lab who shouldn't even be here!" Lana snapped. "How do you know that he's actually allowed at camp?"
"Who could deny this face?" Seth asked, cuddling Quincy.
"Well, he's your responsibility. You're going to keep him in the boy's cabin. Did you even bring food for him?"
"Of course! I brought a suitcase full of dog food and I have some treats and two bowls. I also have a few toys." Seth replied, smiling brightly at Quincy.
"I can't believe you haven't been caught yet." Lana said, sighing. She banged her head against the window.
"Hey, can we switch seats? Quincy wants the window seat!" Seth said, smiling brightly.
"Fine," Lana got up and switched seats with Seth, rolling her eyes. Lana and her brother had just got onto the bus that would take them to summer camp. Seth was all for going to summer camp, which was surprising. Usually he sat home all day and stared at the ceiling blankly, not doing anything. Now Lana knew why. Seth had brought Quincy! (Which their parents had told Seth specifically not to do that.) Lana sighed, feeling a migraine coming on.
"I'm 16. I'm not supposed to get migraines. I hate you Seth,"
"Love you too, little sis!" Seth chirped, patting Quincy on the head and tugging down the window. Quincy let out a joyous bark and stuck his head out the window, sniffing the air eagerly. Quincy was going to get bigger. Much bigger! He was only one month old! By the time he hit the 3-month mark, he wouldn't be as small. By the sixth month, he would definitely grow a lot. He would even grow after one year! Or at least, that's what Lana saw on the Internet. It could be wrong, but Lana didn't mind Quincy growing a lot. She loved big dogs, and so did Seth.
"Here you go, Quincy!" Seth said. He dug into his suitcase and tugged out a Milkbone. Quincy snapped it up eagerly, his tail wagging so hard that his butt was shaking. He barked, and Seth clamped a hand over Quincy's mouth. "Shhhh!" Seth smiled at his dog, and Quincy seemed to grin back. Panting, Quincy wriggled and squirmed until he got a better view and stuck his head out the window again.

((Fail start, I know. I didn't know what to write about. xD))