Post by laurel alana sterling on Oct 21, 2009 15:14:54 GMT -5
laurel alana sterling
twenty . aspiring actress . carefree.
twenty . aspiring actress . carefree.
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character name - - -[/size][/color] [/blockquote] [/blockquote]laurel alana sterling .
character nicknames - - -[/size][/color] [/blockquote] [/blockquote]laur. relly .
character age - - -[/size][/color] [/blockquote] [/blockquote]twenty .
character personality - - -[/size][/color] [/blockquote] [/blockquote]motivated. daring. spirited. outgoing. vivacious. amiable. wild. enthusiastic. intelligent. reliable. honest. confident. confrontational. skeptical. passionate. creative. expressive. loud. comedic.
character history - - -[/size][/color] [/blockquote] [/blockquote]Paolina and Gianni Sterling welcomed their second child, and only daughter, into the world on June 16th in Chicago, Illinois. Gianni owned his own business and brought his two children up in a lap luxury - though they never acted like it.. Laurel was treated like any other kid growing up and never really knew she had it better than anybody else. She had to earn everything she got because her parents refused to just hand things over to their children. Laurel and her brother, Santino, were both rambunctious children who tended to cause quite a disturbance when they wished. They were kicked out of many restaurants and theaters before they have finally learned their lesson. While they never truly outgrew that stage they did learn to control their outbursts and eventually developed into lovely children. However, this seemingly picturesque life was anything but that. At the age of seven Laurel was enrolled into acting classes and displayed a natural talent. Her mother pressed her to audition for as many commercials, movies, and plays as she could. She became the much dreaded ‘stage mom’.
Bouncing around from audition to audition began to wear on the young Laurel and when she reached age eleven she refused to on anymore try-outs. Paolina threw a tantrum and eventually Gianni got involved. The entire acting situation had blown completely out of proportion between the two that in the midst of it Gianni admitted to having an affair with another woman. Paolina, who was completely devastated, packed her bags and left the family without a word. Two years passed without a single note from her mother and Laurel had completely given up hope of ever seeing her again. Meanwhile, her father had sunk into a depression that lead him to become an alcoholic. Laurel and Santino were forced to take care of their father for several years before he finally cleaned up his act. At the age of fifteen, Laurel went back into acting - starting with her school plays. .
At sixteen, Laurel packed her bags and flew over to Manhattan, New York for only the second time in her life.. The young, outgoing brunette immediately settled in and drank in the culture. She didn’t start school right away, but instead waited until she was accustomed to the lifestyle - which didn’t take too long. She started out at a local high school where she graduated. She went to NYU for two years before dropping out to continue pursuing acting.
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ooc name: brooke.
pb being used: nikki reed.
years of experience: too many.
membergroup: citizen
When it came to making decisions, it would be safe to say that Raleigh always followed her heart. Certainly there were times when she followed her instincts and even did some deductive reason. For instance, Apollo was known to get into some trouble and so whenever he found himself doing “illegal activities”, Raleigh was sure to be there to keep him quiet. Don’t get it wrong because Apollo was always there for Raleigh when she needed him. Like the time she got entirely too drunk to even remember her name and she ended up passing out in the middle of the club. That’s right, he scooped her up from the floor before she could be trampled and carried her all the way home, because he himself was too drunk to think of calling a cab. So he drunkenly stumbled all the way to second floor apartment without even letting her feet touch the ground. That night had been the single time they had slept in the same bed. He had laid next to her all night ensuring she kept breathing and they even woke up in each others arms. Granted, they never spoke about that particular embrace. It had never left an awkward feeling for Raleigh, but she was unsure of how it made Apollo feel. They also had affectionate run-ins aside from that, the occasional cuddling and they had nearly kissed before. But that was again not done in a sober state. Plus it had been at New Year’s Eve party almost a year ago. Since then they hadn’t come that close to kissing again. That’s just how things were though; they were best friends, not lovers.
The sting of the alcohol down her throat caused her face to wrinkle, but she loved it. It was darker in her kitchen and she greatly appreciated that. She opened her mocha eyes and allowed them to float to Apollo. A mischievous smirk tugged at the corners of her lips as her mind ran over a few thoughts. The first of which was how easy it would be get Apollo out the clothes. The second being what exactly she’d do with him after she had taken those clothes off. So she probably shouldn’t be plotting her actions of stripping down Apollo, but oh she was. It wasn’t until the vodka bottle moved that she snapped back to reality. Apollo’s brilliant pair of sapphire eyes held a spark that she had never seen before. A smile crossed her face as she saw the mouth of the bottle go to his lips. She raised an eyebrow and leaned against the counter. Yeah, she’d like to put something else against his lips, like maybe her own. It was amazing that Raleigh wasn’t scolding herself for having these thoughts like she usually did. Except, her thoughts weren’t usually this perverse. She folded her arms, cradling her ribcage, as she looked on in complete captivation. His lips were the only thing she could look at; so full, soft, and completely juicy. She had to fight the urge to jump out and just grab his face and so far she was doing a great job. Apollo would have to be blind to not notice her looks, stares, and quick glances tonight. She was too intoxicated to even care about keeping them discreet. So she bluntly ran her eyes down his figure, absorbing every little detail that was to be offered. Those clothes, damn those clothes! They were taking away from the good stuff, the ridges of his muscles, the flexion, the skin.
Raleigh chewed on her bottom lips as she continued to paint a picture in her mind. It was all becoming too much for her to handle, the urges were getting too hard to resist. For the sake of their friendship she caged those feelings and suppressed them the best she could. Apollo was quiet, he wasn’t saying much. He must be thinking about something because usually he would be rambling about something. He had given her a look a few minutes prior that caught her attention. She wasn’t quite sure of it’s significance, but whatever it was had been flattering and even intriguing. She smiled once more as she observed the liquor pass over his lips. Apollo would always keep pace with her every move and the two of them could drink more people under the table than you’d imagine. That’s what made them such a fierce partying duo. Though as Apollo replaced the bottle back the counter Raleigh took it upon herself to pick it back up. Just one more wouldn’t hurt right? Bringing it to her lips she tipped the glass and let the liquid rush down her throat. The burn wasn’t as intense and shortly after she returned the bottle back to the counter. Shaking her head slightly to rid herself of those typical side effects of taking a shot, she unfolded her arms. ”Hah, what would I do without you?”, she laughed as she leaned slightly toward Apollo. She wasn’t quite sure why she said that, but she truly didn’t know what she’d do without Apollo. He had revived her from a serious depression without even knowing it. She would always be in debt to him for that.
Silence cloaked the room for a few interminable moments and the mood of the setting shifted. Apollo eyes had locked onto her and even in her inebriated state she felt butterflies. Raleigh couldn’t quite tell if it was her imagination or if Apollo had really moved closer to her. He stood before her and she felt so small compared to him; in every way. She could feel his gaze and innocently she looked back. ”I want to try something. Hold still,” His eyes never even flicked away and neither did hers. There was a small motion that brought his face closer to hers, but then it stopped. In that hesitation Raleigh felt her breathing deepen and grown heavy. Her heart nearly sputtered to a stop and her whole body felt weak. What was he doing? Before she even had time to think her eyes had closed and she felt the touch of his lips against her very own. Her heart kick started and began racing, her veins boiling over with desire. Involuntarily her hands slid up his chest and around his neck. A spark ignited in her soul that left her only wanting more. She pressed slightly into the kiss, pushing her body against his as she rose to be on her tippy-toes. Breaking the kiss she took a glance up at him, ”There’s something I want to try too.” she whispered almost breathlessly. Rejoining her lips to his she ran her tongue across his bottom lip, his taste already proving to be addicting. She forced him back a step or two as her hands slid back down his chest and played at the hem of his shirt. As hesitant as she was about the next move, the liquid courage running through her system took over. Her fingers slid under the material and expanded out feeling the definition of his muscles, every crevice simply just adding to her want, her need for him. Despite all inhibitions and reasons against this, it felt right. And even though she heavily intoxicated, she knew she wouldn’t be able to shake this feeling.
