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Janus Thickey WardHas your role-play reached its natural conclusion or fallen under a barrage of spells? If so, it will be kept here for permanent care.
After a long day out with the horses training and such, Morgan was now ready to kick back and relax. Whether that meant sitting in her bedroom and reading the biographical tails of one of her favourite singers or sitting beneath the tall, windy oak tree at the bottom of the garden sketching the beautiful landscapes that surrounded her.
Morgan wandered into the tall, wooden effect building that stood at the top of the barn where a set of six brown, wooden stables stood containing several differently coloured horses. Many other horses stood in the fields beyond grazing on the beautifully green grass or trotting around the grounds as though they were galloping through the fields that surrounded the estate like home.
Smelling the sweet smell of treacle pudding, Morgan smiled. That was what she most looked forward to after long days of training. The smells that took over the old, Victorian style kitchen where her mother could be found almost every day.
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Living in Yorkshire dales is a young couple and their two daughter, Morgan and Bailey Trenneman. Both of these girls have grown up in the Yorkshire dales living on an abandoned barn in which they spent an entire summer renovating with their parents and a few friends.
This summer, however, Morgan and Bailey have invited some of their friends from Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry to spend four weeks on this barnyard style estate. Their motive? Their only motive is for their friends to be able to see how they live their lives outside of the wizarding world and to get an insight into the life of a Yorkshire teenager with muggles as parents.
{Characters}
- Morgan Trenneman - Me (CrazySammi)
- Bailey Trenneman - omnomnomRAWR
- Aaron Dawson - Me (CrazySammi)
- Daisy Donoghue - Child_of_a_Half-moon
- Abraham Wilson - Rosa Chispa Princessa
- James Brooks - omnomnomRAWR
- Made-up
- Made-up
{Rules}
- Please follow ALL SS and KA Rules and Guidelines
- Please post a bio as soon as possible
- Please try to avoid one-liners
- Please provide me with an rp sample when asking for a character
- And most importantly, don't forget to have fun.
TWO MORE CHARACTERS HAVE BEEN ADDED!
Text Cut: Morgan Trenneman
{Morgan Trenneman}
{Basics}
Name: Morgan Trenneman Nickname(s): [color=”darkorchid”]”None that I'm aware of”[/color] Age: 15 D.O.B: November 20 P.O.B Yorkshire, UK Current Residence: Yorkshire, UK
{More...}
House: Ravenclaw Year: Fifth Blood Status: Muggleborn Wand: 11” Oak, Pheonix feather core Patronous: Sheep Strongest Subject: Muggle Studies Weakset Subject: DADA, Potions, [color=”darkorchid”]”Everything that IS NOT Muggle Studies”[/color]
{Appearance}
Eyes: Blue/green Hair: Brunette Height: 5'5” "Yes, my sister is older than me by a year and taller than me by an inch" Weight: 140
{Family}
Mother: Issabella Trenneman Father: Andrew Trenneman Sibling(s): Bailey Trenneman
- Stuck up people
- Bullies
- Anyone who doesn't like animals
- Anyone who has something bad to say about the things she loves
{Personality}
Morgan is a young, naïve, laid back teenager with an attitude when it comes down to the things she cares about. She is well kept, cares about her friends and family and is protective of her origin. A true Yorkshire girl, she loves working on the barn and riding her horses through the green fields surrounding the house she lives in with her parents and sister. With her friends she is a kind, spontaneous young lady. But when it comes to Aaron, she is more protective. She won't have anything bad said about her family, friends or lifestyle without putting up a fight to go with it.
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Text Cut: Aaron Dawson
{Aaron Dawson}
{Basics}
Name: Aaron Dawson Nickname(s): "I don't think I've been given any... But I'm likely to get so watch this space!" Age: 15 D.O.B: September 18 P.O.B Dublin, Ireland Current Residence: London, UK
- Morgan "If you tell anyone I said that I will make sure I get you back for it"
- Food
- Ice-cream
- Anything with four or less legs
{Dislikes}
- Foul mouthed people
- Anything with more than four legs
- Chocolate "I don't know why, I just don't like it"
{Personality}
Aaron is your typical teenage boy. He tends to be sweet when he's around his friends, but he's particularly sweet around Morgan. He's had a crush on her since day one but still hasn't gathered the courage to tell her yet. When he's with his family, his attitude has a tendency of coming out into the open purely because they push his buttons. He will not have a bad thing said to any of his friends or family and will put up a good fight to anybody who dares to step a toe out of line where everyone he cares about is concerned.
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Coming soon!
{POST COLOR} Blue
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Bailey please?
SPOILER!!: RP sample
Bailey slipped outside and breathed in the crisp night air. Stuffing her hands in her pockets, she kicked a pebble in the grass. 'It's a really pretty night out...' she thought to herself as she looked around. The stars were bright, and her hair was slightly ruffled by calm breeze.
Sighing, she walked out to a tree and sat down, bringing her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs snugly, looking out at the darkened landscape in front of her.
Bailey slipped outside and breathed in the crisp night air. Stuffing her hands in her pockets, she kicked a pebble in the grass. 'It's a really pretty night out...' she thought to herself as she looked around. The stars were bright, and her hair was slightly ruffled by calm breeze.
Sighing, she walked out to a tree and sat down, bringing her knees to her chest and wrapping her arms around her legs snugly, looking out at the darkened landscape in front of her.
Bailey's yours Just post your bio asap!
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I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier;
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry;
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
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Made up please?
SPOILER!!: Daisy
Name: Daisy Donoghue
Full Name: Daisy Marie Rose Donoghue
Nicknames: Daiz -don't call me that-
Age: Fifteen
Date of Birth: October 12th
Place of Birth: London
Patronus: Horse
Hair: Very dark brown
Eyes: Dark
Skin: Ivory
Height: 5"6
Build: Slim
Other: Frowns- she frowns a lot. -I can't help it!-
Mother: Arabella Donoghue neé Middleton
Father: Roland Donoghue
Brothers: Gerald Donoghue
Sisters: Leslié Donoghue
Blood: Pureblood
Pets: A cat called Ivory
More: Daisy grew up in a Care Home because her parents were unfit to keep her and her brother and sister. Gerald and Leslié however, were sent to a different Home from her. Because of the roughness and vulgarity of her childhood; Daisy, despite her better nature, can't quite help being resentful of people who are accustomed to pleasant lifestyles. So, even though she is thrilled to be invited to the Yorkshire Dales, she can't help resenting Morgan and Bailey for being so at ease naturally.
SPOILER!!: Rp Sample
Daisy took in the Yorkshire countryside, closing her eyes. She was happy to be here, it was a long shot from her home. St Mildred's, or as she called it, Murdering Millies, was basically a gaunt London building full of angry orphaned teenagers. This was better. Clearer. She could think. She hadn't realised such havens existed outside of Hogwarts. A part of her resented Bailey and Morgan for being so casually acquainted with it. But Daisy couldn't help it- she was an unfortunately resentful girl.
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Full name: Abraham Wilson
Aliases: Abby (he is not even sure how that stuck)
Age:17
DoB: June 1st
PoB:Northshire, England
School status:Hogwarts 7th year
House: Ravenclaw
Blood status: Pureblood
Relationship status: Not something you need to know
Hair color: brown
Eye color: brown
Skin color: tan
Personality: Abraham is a high strung sort of guy who is very uppity. He always feels like he constantly has to be on the go doing things toward his future and freinds. His family is was very strict with him growing and he has a strict no nonsence work ethic. Though he can be brave through wisdom. however soetimes his,bravery exceeds,reason
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Abraham apparated to the location his freinds from Hogwarts invited him to. When he arrived on the location his eyes popped open. He could see nothing but a pasture of green grass and seemed to go on for miles and a house in the distance. Was this really the location? He looked around and was almost about to leave when he saw Morgan and Bailey. ”HEY, MORGAN, BAILEY, I'M HERE”. At this very moment he was not certain if he wanted to be. The great outdoors was not his thing but he was willing to stick around to hang out with his freinds. Maybe even learn to like this place. He took a step further and felt something soft and mushy under his shoe. EWE, probably not!!!
Daisy took in the Yorkshire countryside, closing her eyes. She was happy to be here, it was a long shot from her home. St Mildred's, or as she called it, Murdering Millies, was basically a gaunt London building full of angry orphaned teenagers. This was better. Clearer. She could think. She hadn't realised such havens existed outside of Hogwarts. A part of her resented Bailey and Morgan for being so casually acquainted with it. But Daisy couldn't help it- she was an unfortunately resentful girl.
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Originally Posted by Rosa Chispa Princessa
A Madeup boy please?
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Characters yours guys. Just make sure to post your bio's asap. Great samples by the way
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I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier;
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry;
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
FAMILY: Mother: Issabella Trenneman
Father: Andrew Trenneman
Brother(s):
Sister(s): Morgan
LIKES: -Horseback Riding
-Loud Music
-Bright neons
-3-D glasses with the lenses popped out
-Garlic Bread
-Treacle Pudding
DISLIKES: -Horse racing
-Classical music
-Colours that are too dark/dull
-Glasses with really thick lenses
-Plain buttered bread
-White Chocolate
PERSONALITY: Bailey is a rather hyper child. She always had been. And sometimes, well, life was just WAY too boring for her.
Normally, she is found in her room with her headphones, listening to her music. Or she's getting her energy out by riding one of the magnificent horses on the property. Or, she's munching down a bar of chocolate, or sneaking a cookie made by her mother.
She loves her sister and her parents dearly. But sometimes she just needs to...branch away.
BACKGROUND: -to be edited in-
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FAMILY: Mother: Issabella Trenneman
Father: Andrew Trenneman
Brother(s):
Sister(s): Morgan
LIKES: -Horseback Riding
-Loud Music
-Bright neons
-3-D glasses with the lenses popped out
-Garlic Bread
-Treacle Pudding
DISLIKES: -Horse racing
-Classical music
-Colours that are too dark/dull
-Glasses with really thick lenses
-Plain buttered bread
-White Chocolate
PERSONALITY: Bailey is a rather hyper child. She always had been. And sometimes, well, life was just WAY too boring for her.
Normally, she is found in her room with her headphones, listening to her music. Or she's getting her energy out by riding one of the magnificent horses on the property. Or, she's munching down a bar of chocolate, or sneaking a cookie made by her mother.
She loves her sister and her parents dearly. But sometimes she just needs to...branch away.
BACKGROUND: -to be edited in-
Thanks for le bio
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I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier;
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry;
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier;
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry;
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier;
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry;
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
Okay so seeing as there only two more made-ups left for the taking, we can start because they're not really that important giving their made-ups. Anyone who hasn't posted their bio yet, PM it to me asap!
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I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier;
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry;
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
Today was the day! Today was the day everyone from Hogwarts -everyone Morgan was friends with, at least- was going to see how the two twins REALLY lived there lives when they were away from Hogwarts. Shut off from their friends. Closed off from the dramas of being in boarding school. If Morgan was going to be perfectly honest, she still wasn't entirely happy about the idea of spending weeks on end in a castle closed off from her family and friends at home in Yorkshire. Her horses. HER LIFE! But so long as Aaron was there, right? He'd force her to survive. He had done so far! And hopefully he would continue to. That was if he was willing to accept the way she lived her life when she wasn't around the people she spent weeks on end around in Hogwarts. But he had promised her that no matter what, his opinion of her would never lower. What did that even mean? Did that mean he would always accept her the way she was? Or did it just mean that it didn't matter how she lived her life, he only wanted to know the person she was at Hogwarts? SO MANY QUESTIONS! But she was determined to get an answer off of him when he arrived. Or later on in the vacation.
Morgan ran downstairs making possibly the most amount of noise she could possibly make. She must have sounded like a herd of elephants coming in from the country or something. But like she cared. She was happy. Excited! Why? Because it was finally going to be out. It would finally be out how herself and Bailey lived their day-to-day lives and what they got up to. Not that shovelling yards and riding horses was the most glamourous thing in the world. But she liked it. No! She LOVED it! "GOOD MORNING!" she called into the kitchen as she stood at the doorway with a grin plastered across her face.
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I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier;
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry;
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
Today was the day! Today was the day everyone from Hogwarts -everyone Morgan was friends with, at least- was going to see how the two twins REALLY lived there lives when they were away from Hogwarts. Shut off from their friends. Closed off from the dramas of being in boarding school. If Morgan was going to be perfectly honest, she still wasn't entirely happy about the idea of spending weeks on end in a castle closed off from her family and friends at home in Yorkshire. Her horses. HER LIFE! But so long as Aaron was there, right? He'd force her to survive. He had done so far! And hopefully he would continue to. That was if he was willing to accept the way she lived her life when she wasn't around the people she spent weeks on end around in Hogwarts. But he had promised her that no matter what, his opinion of her would never lower. What did that even mean? Did that mean he would always accept her the way she was? Or did it just mean that it didn't matter how she lived her life, he only wanted to know the person she was at Hogwarts? SO MANY QUESTIONS! But she was determined to get an answer off of him when he arrived. Or later on in the vacation.
Morgan ran downstairs making possibly the most amount of noise she could possibly make. She must have sounded like a herd of elephants coming in from the country or something. But like she cared. She was happy. Excited! Why? Because it was finally going to be out. It would finally be out how herself and Bailey lived their day-to-day lives and what they got up to. Not that shovelling yards and riding horses was the most glamourous thing in the world. But she liked it. No! She LOVED it! "GOOD MORNING!" she called into the kitchen as she stood at the doorway with a grin plastered across her face.
Bailey looked over her shoulder as she got cold bacon from the previous morning out of the refrigerator. "Moooooooring!" she chimed back, auburn curls bouncing as she turned around with a grin, fixing her lense-less 3D-glasses as she smiled at her sister. "When is everyone supposed to be arriving? I know James is getting here around noon..." she said, trailing off a little.
She had to admit it. She was just a little bit nervous about having such a group here at their home. But she wasn't exactly complaining. She was just...well, nervous. I mean, her family lived in a barn. So she would just keep her happy, hyper demeanor and act as if she didn't have a car in the world. That's how she normally was, right? Exactly.
Plopping down at the table she offered Morgan a piece of bacon, a slice of her own between her teeth.
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Raising her eyebrows, Morgan walked toward the refrigerator taking a carton of orange juice out to pour some into a glass. Not that she actually wanted to drink it. She didn't even know why she was pouring herself a glass. She usually always just took one sip then ended up giving it to someone else who would be more than willing to drink it. Or she just tipped it down the sink when her parents weren't looking. Well, it was worth a try, right? It wasn't her fault her parents had a tendency of looking back at her before she could finish pouring the juice down the sink. But it wasn't technically a waste. It would be recycled. The orange would have been filtered out of the water so people wouldn't be getting orange flavoured water. Unless they went to the store and bought specially made orange flavoured water. Who did that anyways? Strange people? To Morgan, strange was normal.
She took the full glass of orange juice to the table taking a seat close to the door. Where in the world were her parents? And why was she the last one up today? She was usually the first one up! She was always up bright eyed and bushy tailed by sunrise. It was way past sunrise. "Well Aaron didn't really say when he'd be here. He just said he'll be here when he gets here and not before" explained Morgan. Well duh! How would he possibly get there before he was there? Unless his head got there first. But then he'd still be there. But this was Aaron Dawson. When did he ever make sense?
YUM! BACON! Morgan took the piece of bacon from Bailey's hand on tossed it in her mouth biting down. "Where's mum and dad gone?" she asked curiously. They were usually in the house making breakfast. Maybe they'd gone into town to get supplies? But then they'd tell her if they had. Had she been up, that was.
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I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier;
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry;
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
Abraham apparated to the location his freinds from Hogwarts invited him to. When he arrived on the location his eyes popped open. He could see nothing but a pasture of green grass and seemed to go on for miles and a house in the distance. Was this really the location? He looked around and was almost about to leave when he saw Morgan and Bailey through what must be their window. ”HEY, MORGAN, BAILEY, I'M HERE”. At this very moment he was not certain if he wanted to be. The great outdoors was not his thing but he was willing to stick around to hang out with his freinds. Maybe even learn to like this place. He took a step further and felt something soft and mushy under his shoe. EWE, probably not!!!
WOW! This was where Bailey and Morgan lived? It was better than Aaron first expected. He really didn't think it was going to be this... How was he supposed to describe it? There WAS not way to describe it! At least no way he could describe. The brown haired fifth year made his way up the driveway to the terrace of the house where someone who looked rather familiar stood. Abraham! Well, at least he wasn't the only one there. But for now, he was just excited to be seeing Morgan again! He wasn't sure whether anybody was aware of his feelings toward her but if they were, they'd sure kept that quiet. He smiled over at Abraham. "Morning!" he chimed in a kind of sing-songy voice as he rang the doorbell and waited for one of the twins to answer the door. How long did it take for two teenage girls to answer a door? Were they... Nevermind! He didn't want to know what they were up to. He knew that when girls were getting ready they took forever in a day but that was about all he knew.
Morgan's eyes widened hearing the doorbell ring. What if it was Aaron? She couldn't answer the door in her jimmy jammy's. NO! Bailey had to answer the door. NUFF SAID! There was no way Morgan was answering the door to whoever was at the door in her pyjamas with a piece of bacon hanging out of her mouth, her hair a mess and... Well she looked a complete mess in general without explaining how she looked a mess. She looked over at Bailey with puppy eyes. Surely Bailey knew why she was looking at her sister that way, right? "Please? Please? Please? Go answer the door? It might be Aaron. I don't want him to see me this way" she begged.
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I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier;
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry;
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
CARROTS! | 1/3 of the "oo" Trio | Directioner |Addy&JJ <3
Bailey eyed the glass of orange juice Morgan had just poured. "You are giving that to me if you don't finish it, right?" she asked eagerly.
At Morgan's question Bailey chuckled. "Should've gotten up and you would know that they went into town" she teased the girl playfully.
At hearing a noise from the property below the kitchen window, Bailey hopped up and looked up. Oh! It was Abraham! "Abraham's here!" Bailey chirped happily, searching frantically around for her shoes. She looked out the window again. "And Aaronnnnn" she chirped in a sing-songy voice.
James shook his head, his green eyes searching around the property. He spotted Aaron and Abraham and jogged up to them. "Hey! You guys just get here?" he asked, slightly nervous. He was going to be in pretty close quarters with Bailey. Hey was giddy but nervous. How could he explain that? He couldn't! And it frustrated him to no end!
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Morgan narrowed her eyes Bailey. Was she seriously asking that? "You already know the answer to that. Since when do I drink a full glass of orange juice?" she responded taking a sip and putting the glass down on the table. That was it. The stuff tasted REVOLTING! Period! There was nothing that tasted worse than orange juice. She didn't know why, it just tasted... How could she describe the taste other than like a green orange! Yeah! Perfect explanation.
She raised an eyebrow. Was he sister saying she was lazy? No! She couldn't be. Could she? "I need my beauty sleep if I'm going impress Aaron" she giggled. Why would she need to impress Aaron if he already thought she was 'perfect'? His words. Not hers! She thought she was miles off perfect. Even more so now that her life was about to be exposed to all of her friends.
Ah! It was just Abraham. Nothing to worry about. Or was it? YES! It was! She couldn't let ANY of her male friends see her like this. It wouldn't be so bad if it was a female friend but this was a MA- No! Bailey did not just say Aaron was here! She didn't! She couldn't! Oh no! SHE DID. Morgan began panicking slightly narrowing her eyes at the way Bailey said the boys name. "You'd better not let him in before I get upstairs" she told her sister knowing full well that Bailey wouldn't listen.
Aaron crossed his arms across his chest STILL waiting for the girls to answer that dreaded door. What were they doing in there for them to take so long? Oh no! They weren't arguing, were they? They'd better not be. Aaron did not want to be walking in on an atmosphere knowing that somehow he'd wind up being dragged into it one way or another. Morgan was almost always likely to drag him into it and likewise with James and Bailey. Where was James?
Aaron tried to avoid jumping when he heard a voice creep up behind. The girls' parents? Nope! It was James. "Don't do that!" he complained looking at James. James knew he hated it when people crept up behind him. He nodded in response to James' question. "Yeah, we did just get here" he finally answered getting over his mini heart attack.
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I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier;
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry;
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
CARROTS! | 1/3 of the "oo" Trio | Directioner |Addy&JJ <3
Bailey snatched the glass of orange juice and downed it in two gulps, setting it into the sink so she would wash it later. She didn't understand WHY, exactly, Morgan hated orange juice so much!
Bailey rolled her eyes. "You don't need beauty sleep. Gosh! I've told you that five times over!" she sighed exasperatedly. Her sister was gorgeous! And everyone always said so.
Bailey rolled her eyes again. "Mhm..." she said absently as she walked to the door and opened it. "Hey all! Morgan will be down in a minute or so, she overslept" Bailey giggled, catching James' eye.
James tilted his head. "May we come in?" he asked very politely, pasting a great big smile on his face.
He peered over her shoulder, into the kitchen. "Nice kitchen!" he praised her. "Very clean" he observed.
Morgan watched as Bailey walked to the front door and opened it. What had she just said about waiting until AFTER she'd gone upstairs. She smiled hearing everyone talking but she hadn't heard Aaron's voice yet. Her eyes widened hearing Bailey mention her name. "BAILEY, I SAID WAIT UNTIL AFTER I GOT UPSTAIRS!" she screamed at her sister standing up and walking down the hall trying not to catch Aaron's eye. She really didn't want him to see her like this. "And yes I do need beauty sleep because I'm not gorgeous like everyone seems to think I am" she muttered in Bailey's ear as she shot upstairs before Aaron could see her. But somehow she thought it was too late. How he could he not spot a teenager girl in a short and pair of shorts?
Aaron smiled at Bailey catching a quick glimpse of Morgan, a smile instantly plastering across his face. " So am I right in guessing you two are on your own in this place?" asked Aaron out of curiosity. There was no car outside and the house seemed to be rather empty. He smiled a little more over-hearing what Morgan had just told Bailey. But he wasn't going to answer it. It wasn't his place. Or was it? "So, can we come in or not?"
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I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier;
I'm gonna live like tomorrow doesn't exist I'm gonna fly like a bird through the night, feel my tears as they dry;
I'm gonna swing from the chandelier, from the chandelier
CARROTS! | 1/3 of the "oo" Trio | Directioner |Addy&JJ <3
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Originally Posted by CrazySammi
Morgan watched as Bailey walked to the front door and opened it. What had she just said about waiting until AFTER she'd gone upstairs. She smiled hearing everyone talking but she hadn't heard Aaron's voice yet. Her eyes widened hearing Bailey mention her name. "BAILEY, I SAID WAIT UNTIL AFTER I GOT UPSTAIRS!" she screamed at her sister standing up and walking down the hall trying not to catch Aaron's eye. She really didn't want him to see her like this. "And yes I do need beauty sleep because I'm not gorgeous like everyone seems to think I am" she muttered in Bailey's ear as she shot upstairs before Aaron could see her. But somehow she thought it was too late. How he could he not spot a teenager girl in a short and pair of shorts?
Aaron smiled at Bailey catching a quick glimpse of Morgan, a smile instantly plastering across his face. " So am I right in guessing you two are on your own in this place?" asked Aaron out of curiosity. There was no car outside and the house seemed to be rather empty. He smiled a little more over-hearing what Morgan had just told Bailey. But he wasn't going to answer it. It wasn't his place. Or was it? "So, can we come in or not?"
Bailey grinned wickedly to herself. "The walk upstairs FASTER!" she called to Morgan with a giggle.
She turned to Aaron and James as they asked if they could come in. "Oh! Yeah, come right on in!" she smiled. "And yeah, our folks went to town to get some supplies" she stuffed her hands in the pockets of her sweatpants.
James slipped past Bailey and saw a plate of bacon in the middle of the table. BACON! He LOVED bacon! Bacon was an amazing food! Gorgeous, in fact! Although it was weird to think a food was gorgeous but whatever. "Can I have a slice of this absolutely gorgeous bacon?" he asked, turning towards Bailey with a grin.
Bailey raised an eyebrow. "Uhm.....sure, go right ahead, James. Just don't eat all of it. Morgan wouldn't appreciate that" she chuckled to herself.
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I just feel like being lazy, hope thats alright. 
