beautiful disaster { aris syrius cross }

[aris]

and you are?
your name:
Kaitlin, Kat, Kate
age:
16
years of rping:
2 maybe 2 and a half
how'd you find us?
September Skyline

ARIS SYRIUS CROSS

full name:
aris syrius cross
nicknames:
ari
age:
16
birthdate:
october 21, 1991
gender:
female
sexuality:
straight
wealth status:
rich
occupation currently held, if any:
student
social standing:
high school sophomore

let's get physical,

height:
5'5"
weight:
115
hair color:
brownish blackish
eye color:
brown
tattoos/piercings:
belly button && ears
portrayed by:
lizz mohin

physical appearance in depth:
Aris is rather thin for her age. She doesn't even weigh that much either. Like one fifteen or something. She's so little. She's very petite and looks extremely breakable but this girl can hold her own. After all she has to be able too. She has a pretty small frame. She's only about five foot five inches. She's about average size for a teen in high school.

Aris also has long dark brown hair that falls past her shoulders. It does two different things, on some days her hair is straight. Like stiff as a board straight. Other days her hair gets a little bounce to it and curls. Or waves. It's cute. She loves her hair. Her skin ton is tanned. No like an 'omg she's totally tanning at the booth' kind of dark. It was a natural looking tan and it had reason to be. It was natural, that was just how her skin was. She never spent much time in the sun and yet her skin was tanned. Just how she was born.

She doesn't have any weird piercings. She only has her ears and her bellybutton. That's it. She doesn't have lip rings or nose rings or eyebrow rings or anything else. Just her ears and bellybutton. She doesn't have any tattoos. She has a clear complexion. Sometimes it looks like she wears too much makeup and they think it's just cause she thinks it's cool. But it's cause she's hiding something. They don't know and she doesn't care what they think.

and i'll get to know you,

likes:(must list at least five)

• CAMERAS
  
• RAIN
  
• COLD DAYS
  
• HIDING HER PROBLEMS
  
• DRINKING
  
• PARTYING
  
• DANCING
  
• RUNNING
  
• SLEEPING
  
• DAY DREAMING
  
• SUNSETS
  
• THE SKY AT NIGHT
  
• WRITING
  
• MUSIC
  
• MAKING PEOPLE HAPPY
  
• THE STARS

dislikes:(must list at least five)

• SNOW
  
• HOT DAYS
  
• SUNRISES
  
• SMOKING
  
• THE DAY TIME SKY
  
• MAKING HER PROBLEMS EVERYONE ELSES
  
• BEING SLEEP DEPRIVED
  
• BEING SERIOUS ALL THE TIME

personality:
Aris is a pretty nice girl. Or at least that's what she wants you to believe. She totally plastic. Meaning what you see isn't want you get. She pretends to be happy and smile and laugh and be perfect but she's not. She has problems she just thinks you shouldn't have to worry about them. She's got issues and well it's not your problem it's hers. So she makes sure to always be happy and never let anything slip therefore you don't have to worry about her.

She's extremely caring. She wants to be sure that you're ok, if you have a problem and it's obvious she wants to help you as best she can. She's just that kinda girl. She'd rather hide her own problems and help you with yours than lay hers on your shoulders. She's also very sweet. She's just about the nicest girl you could ever meet. She's only got you in her heart and what's best for you in her opinion, though she'd never voice it.

She's a nice girl and all but mess with her friends and then you get on the wrong side of her. She loves her friends they mean everything to her and if you hurt them at all then you can only expect to get the same treatment from her. Mess with her friends and you're messing with her. It's plain and simple. Hurt them you get hurt. So probably best to keep your hands to yourself and just stay away from them if you know whats good for you. She may seem little and completely harmless but she's plastic remember. Totally fake. Looks are deceiving and you're never supposed to judge a book by it's cover. You could wind up regretting it later.

Her friends see her as quite and shy and totally happy. She's always smiling and laughing. They just don't really know. It's fine though, it's how she wants it to be. They always say she's crazy and hyper and bouncing off the walls. What better way to cover up problems than to make it seem like your totally happy. She's pretty innocent or so they say. She loves to party and dance and do all that stuff, some see that side of her others don't. It's just how things flow.

She likes to read and write. It's lame and all but you can't really blame her. She's a good student. She focuses on her work and tries to do her best. It's all part of the little thing. She wants to keep out of trouble and so she tries so hard to be a model student. Professors see her as hardworking and dedicated but if she had the choice she'd be totally laid back.

She likes running she loves it, it's like her hobby, she runs to blow off steam. Much better than actually punching a wall or biting someone's head off. It's not like she would have meant it but it happens when you have pent up anger. Plus running was just good for you. She loved the rush it gave you. She also loves taking pictures. Pictures in her book were the best thing ever. She was totally addicted to taking pictures. It was just great.

Ok so she totally hated hot days. They sucked. Probably only good thing about them was the fact that you had reason to go swimming other than that they sucked. She hated sunrises, they really bugged her for some reason. She absolutely hated when someone judged her. They had no right. She didn't judge you so why should she get judged. So unfair.

a little bit better,

history in depth:
Aris Syrius Cross was born on October 21, at exactly three seventeen in the morning. She was born to Joseph Michael and Isabella Marie Cross. Aris was the second child born to the couple and the last. Michael Ray Cross is Aris' older brother, and he tends to play the part of the older protective brother. Though on occasion it may seem like he doesn't care he really does, deep down. Aris and her family moved from their small town home when she was only three years old. Not very old to remember all the little stuff. Like all the arguing and fighting. Or even the accident.

They moved to Seattle, hoping to make a fresh start, and also too Anthony. After two years her mother remarried, and Aris didn't exactly know that her daddy was never coming back again. So this man who now lived with them scared her quite a bit. Especaily with all the arguing and screaming. One day she walked into her mothers room to ask her mom something and she lay witness to her mothers merciless beating. When Aris screamed he turned his abuse on her. From that day on if she didn't do anything right. If she didn't get top marks or say thank you or yes sir or something to that extent her body would be hit and beaten and bruised without hesitation.

On most nights Michael would try to fight off the drunken abusive fool, only to be hit and beaten as well. After he graduated he left, promising to come get Aris soon. So it's been a few months, well almost a year and all but she's still waiting. And just about every night she finds herself under the whim of her step fathers hand. So much for a perfect life.

addictions:

criminal record:

aspirations:
Ok so she doesn't really want to be all rich. Just a photographer. Perhaps an actress. But if that doesn't work out Photography is her thing.

than before,

the family:
Joseph Michael Cross -- Father -- Deceased
Died at the early age of thirty two. Leaving behind a loving wife, caring son, and sweet daughter. Died because of massive tumor in his brain. Went to have it surgically removed and died on the operating table. Joseph was Aris' hero, she looked up to him and loved him dearly she was really and truely 'Daddy's Little Princess'. He was her inspiration to do photography and put herself out there. She may have only been three but her dad always had a camera and was always taking pictures. She liked the flash and so even after he passed she had his scrap books of the things he'd taken pictures of and since then she's always had a camera and a roll of film!

Isabella Marie Cross Johnson -- Mother -- Remarried
Isabella often referred to as Bella is thirty four now. She is a stay at home 'mom' who 'cares' deeply about her two children. She does nothing all day but sit around and drink. She's a very big alcoholic. She was of course hurt and devistated when her husband Joseph died. But she found comfort in one of her old time 'friends' a Mister Anthony Draven Johnson. Two years after her husbands death she remarried to this man and is now what you would call 'perfectly happy'.

Anthony Draven Johnson -- Step Father
Anthony is one of the richest guys in town. Well everyone's rich but he's pretty d**n rich himself. He knew the widow Isabella and was her 'friend' for many years. After her husband passed he sought to win her over and that is exactly what he did. He won her over and took her hand in marriage. He works as a lawyer for some big time firm and all that jazz.

Michael Ray Cross -- Brother
Michael is Aris' older brother, he's eighteen years old and graduated high school. He absolutely loathes Anthony. Michael is one of those over protective older brothers. He loves his little sister to death and no one trash talks her when he's around. Unless they want their skulls bashed in that is. Sure he hears gossip about her but he still defends her, even if it is true.

pets:
None

anything else:
Nope

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{ hope you don't mind if it's from another site }

{ 30 minutes, a blink of an eye
30 minutes,to alter our lives
30 minutes,to make up my mind
30 minutes,to finally decide }

Briana wanted so badly to stop being so stupid. She was being a complete idiot and it was so ruining the moment. The one moment when she got to see Alexandre again. When she would get to see one of her closest friends and hug him and no longer have to miss him or crave his company. He was back, for now, who knows he could leave again, or herself, though she didn't count on either little fact. She had absolutely no intention of leaving. She sighed a little as she tried so desperately to control her useless crying and babbling. She needed to grow up, no wonder they called her BRI bby, she was such a bby at times. Such a stupid little girl who couldn't even be happy at the fact that he was back here again. She couldn't just grasp that little fact and move on with her life, she couldn't smile or laugh, or attack like she'd planned on doing. No she had to be so freaking stupid and cry her eyes out. She was so ashamed of herself.

Now not only should she have been happy she should have been estatic. She took one look at Alex and it was like something had jumped within her stomach. She had only ever felt this way once before. Just once and that had turned out horrible. But she knew the feeling, it scared her a little, she had always liked Alex. He was so easy to be around, it was like breathing, now, now she had deeper feelings for him. Only when he had left had she realized that the feelings ran past friendship, they had been buried, but at his departure they came up with a vengence. Plaguing her mind with his face and her mind with thoughts of him. No wonder she had missed him so much, no wonder seeing him had thrown her into a downward spiral. She had fallen for this guy and the fact that he was back meant seeing him more, meant being with him, and just chilling. He may not have returned the feelings but just knowing that he would be in her life was just fine for Briana. Now she realized just how stupid she really looked, how foolish, and probably crazy she looked. Her she was bawling like a bby when he stood there utterly confused. She had to pull herself together and she had to do it now.

BRI bby took deep breaths, and wiped her eyes, slowly the tears stopped but only with the help of the knowledge that he was not leaving at the present time. Even the ache within her chest became only a small barely noticeable pain. She felt her chin being lifted and she looked at him. "But what?" she heard him ask. "I was going to say, but why would you care." the words flowed from her mouth, her voice thick with the tears she had been crying. But now they no longer flowed, she had managed to stop them. She took a few more deep breaths and cleared her throat. She was not going to act so childishly anymore. She needed to grow up.

"What don't you understand?" more questions. She bit her bottom lip, thinking. What hadn't she understood. She was just about to answer him when he began to speak again. "I can't find any words to tell you how seeing you is making me feel Bri... And I couldn't stand being away from you. It hurt more the you could imagine." well that seemed a bit clearer. He was feeling for her, so perhaps she wasn't alone. She wasn't about to think about the worst case senario anymore, she needed to look for the brighter part. Not this horrible one that was hurting her. He hadn't liked being away from her, well that was a...relief. She thought she'd been the only one missing someone. She had missed him so much. More than she could imagine, was he kidding himself. "I think I can understand the hurting a bit more than you think." she said. "It hurt so much when you were gone, I hadn't really understood why, I mean the first few weeks were ok, I thought you were just off visiting family or something, then the months went by and you still didn't come back. I felt...abandoned. I mean you were my friend, and you disappeared without even telling me bye, and it hurt a lot. I can't put into words how much it hurt." she stopped. Why was it so easy to speak now. Why could she be reasonable now.

She was still trembling, she may have been able to stop the tears but she still shook. Part of her was still afraid that he would vanish any second and she would wake up to find it was all a dream. Then she felt arms wrap around her. She was pulled against his chest and her own arms wrapped around him instinctively. "Bri I'm not going to leave you... Ever." so he wasn't leaving her. She felt so happy so relieved so full of joy. She had been over thinking things, thinking of the worst possible outcome and here he was, saying he'd never leave her. Gawds she was really a stupid girl. "Good! I don't want you to ever leave. It'd hurt too much." and it was true. Completely true. It'd probably break her heart to have him leave her again. "I've never lied to you Bri, and I don't plan on ever lying to you..." he hadn't been lying when he'd said all that stuff. When he said he'd missed her, or when he'd said she was the only thing that made sense to him, he hadn't lied at all and she wanted to just hug him forever. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I've been such an idiot, I just can't believe you're really here and that you actually care." the words slipped but she didn't really care. It was how she felt after all.

"I'm just scared." so he was scared too. Seeing you again.. I thought It would be the same as it always had been. But it wasnt. I have all these new feelings I've never felt before and I'm not sure how to react to them." Bri wasn't alone. He was feeling new things for her too. He was at least handling them better. That's why he had been so hesitant and not talking much, not because he didn't want her or need her or anything of the sort. Simply because he had new feelings and wasn't sure how to react. She wanted to slap herself right then and there. She hadn't missed the tremble the fear in his voice and he really was scared. She looked up into his eyes as his hands released her and she didn't want to let him go, she didn't want him to leave her. Not now, not ever. But her own hands released him and fell into her lap. "I'm so sorry that we lost touch." boy was he not the only one. "So am I." she muttered, feeling his hands wiping away a few tears she had missed. "I'm sorry I've been acting weird." she heard him and she shook her head. "Compared to me, you've been acting normal. I was just so scared that you didn't want me anymore, it was making me hurt inside, like I was breaking apart and I couldn't remember how to breathe, it hurt so bad." she might as well be honest with him. She felt his hands move from her face, one wrapping around her waist. So he couldn't let her go. She smiled. Not one of those small meak smiles, a real smile. She didn't want to let him go either.

"And though I don't know how loving someone feels like..." she listened intently now. "I think I'm falling in love with you too." she wanted to scream or yell. She was so happy, so she wasn't feeling this alone, it wasn't one sided, and she didn't have to worry about him running from her. She threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly. All thoughts of earlier gone. This was all she wanted, to be here with him, nothing else seemed to matter.♥

She let him go for a second, moving back a little. She gazed up at him, pure happiness coated in her eyes. Then suddenly he was moving, his face was getting closer to hers and she didn't miss a beat, she didn't even have to think about it, she knew she wanted this. His lips met hers and she was ready for it. Her lips pressed back, she wanted to show him that she really was feeling the same. She believed him, that perhaps he might have loved her too. She didn't need the proof but she was glad to give him this much. Her lips moved against his as she kissed him back.

{ 30 minutes,to whisper your name
30 minutes,to shoulder the blame
30 minutes,of bliss, thirty lies
30 minutes,to finally decide }

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