Post by Logan Reese on Mar 17, 2008 19:15:52 GMT -5
Name: Logan Reese
Gender: I'm a dude.
Age: 17 years old, but still great looking!(I think...)
Teacher or student?: I'm a student, and I'm not becoming a teacher when I grow up!
Grade: 11th
Description: Well, I'm SUPER hot. I have medium dark brown curly hair, I make my hair curly by a special jeil. My eyes are dark brown, and my nose is cute(I know this from my secret gf Quinn) And well, I'm not the tallest, I'm 6'00 feet tall. I love to show off my arms, oh did I mention that I'm way fit, and have hot muscles? Well I do. Well, that's about all ya need to know, did I mention I'm hot?
Personality: Well, I guess I'm kinda selfcentered, I'm rich so I don't like doing average stuff, like, drying my own hair, doing landry, doing my homework, well sometimes I do it, or I just pay someone to do it for me. I just know Quinn's going to come on here and say stuff about me. Let's see where was I? Oh, yes, I'm pretty smart, and I'm a caring dude, and I'm nice....sometimes. I don't like getting annoyed, well I get annoyed alot from my two friends, Michel, and Chase, oh and I guess James. I do have a slight anger problem, but I don't, but I did go to angermanagment classes...but I DO NOT HAVE AN ANGER PROBLEM!!! *ahem* As I was saying, I'm sort of a jerk, as everyone describes me, but hey, I can't help that! I brag about my self, and I guess, am the coolest.
History: Ok, let's see, I grew up in a huge house(Mansion) in beverly hills, and my dad is a famous movie producer, Malcom Reese, and soo I'm super rich. During the summers I went to my beach house in Santa Ann or whatever that place is called and my uncle taught me Chemistry against my will! So I'm cursed with knowing chemistry real good. I enrolled in PCA when I was 13 and I was in 8th grade. It WAS an all boys school untill they let in girls, but I'm ok with that now. I'm in 10th grade now, 15, and way hot. Oh, and I'm secretly dating, Quinn Pensky, but know one knows, and their not gonna! Well, at least not now...
IC: I walked to gym class, I didn't really feel like going, especially I didn't want to see the coach! But I had to go, or I'd get a F for the day, and I am not going to fail gym, think of my rep! So I got to the track field where coach said for us to meet and I saw Michel there eating a donut. Here comes coach, "Baret! This is not snack time! Donut!" he barked sticking out his hand for the donut. Michel sighed and gave it to him. Coach says, "Ok, now start those laps! You too, Reese!" Then he walks over to his beach chair and starts eating the donut, while reading some comic book. I roll my eyes and say, "Come on dude..." I start joging down the track thinking, wonder where James is? I bet he skiped class to go hang out with Zoey...again I just thought that randomly. I'm up about 10 feet from Michel, and he's struggling to keep up. I smile and yell over my shoulder, "Hey Michel? Need a break ya look worn out! And it's only the first lap!" I laugh and he rolls his eyes and yell back, "Yeah, yeah laugh it up! But I can keep this up for at least 6 more laps!" he says laughing, of course it was a fake lap. 2 minutes later, he's on the ground panting and whining. Heh, same ol Michel.
Dorm #195 same as, Michel, Chase, and maybe James.
Gender: I'm a dude.
Age: 17 years old, but still great looking!(I think...)
Teacher or student?: I'm a student, and I'm not becoming a teacher when I grow up!
Grade: 11th
Description: Well, I'm SUPER hot. I have medium dark brown curly hair, I make my hair curly by a special jeil. My eyes are dark brown, and my nose is cute(I know this from my secret gf Quinn) And well, I'm not the tallest, I'm 6'00 feet tall. I love to show off my arms, oh did I mention that I'm way fit, and have hot muscles? Well I do. Well, that's about all ya need to know, did I mention I'm hot?
Personality: Well, I guess I'm kinda selfcentered, I'm rich so I don't like doing average stuff, like, drying my own hair, doing landry, doing my homework, well sometimes I do it, or I just pay someone to do it for me. I just know Quinn's going to come on here and say stuff about me. Let's see where was I? Oh, yes, I'm pretty smart, and I'm a caring dude, and I'm nice....sometimes. I don't like getting annoyed, well I get annoyed alot from my two friends, Michel, and Chase, oh and I guess James. I do have a slight anger problem, but I don't, but I did go to angermanagment classes...but I DO NOT HAVE AN ANGER PROBLEM!!! *ahem* As I was saying, I'm sort of a jerk, as everyone describes me, but hey, I can't help that! I brag about my self, and I guess, am the coolest.
History: Ok, let's see, I grew up in a huge house(Mansion) in beverly hills, and my dad is a famous movie producer, Malcom Reese, and soo I'm super rich. During the summers I went to my beach house in Santa Ann or whatever that place is called and my uncle taught me Chemistry against my will! So I'm cursed with knowing chemistry real good. I enrolled in PCA when I was 13 and I was in 8th grade. It WAS an all boys school untill they let in girls, but I'm ok with that now. I'm in 10th grade now, 15, and way hot. Oh, and I'm secretly dating, Quinn Pensky, but know one knows, and their not gonna! Well, at least not now...
IC: I walked to gym class, I didn't really feel like going, especially I didn't want to see the coach! But I had to go, or I'd get a F for the day, and I am not going to fail gym, think of my rep! So I got to the track field where coach said for us to meet and I saw Michel there eating a donut. Here comes coach, "Baret! This is not snack time! Donut!" he barked sticking out his hand for the donut. Michel sighed and gave it to him. Coach says, "Ok, now start those laps! You too, Reese!" Then he walks over to his beach chair and starts eating the donut, while reading some comic book. I roll my eyes and say, "Come on dude..." I start joging down the track thinking, wonder where James is? I bet he skiped class to go hang out with Zoey...again I just thought that randomly. I'm up about 10 feet from Michel, and he's struggling to keep up. I smile and yell over my shoulder, "Hey Michel? Need a break ya look worn out! And it's only the first lap!" I laugh and he rolls his eyes and yell back, "Yeah, yeah laugh it up! But I can keep this up for at least 6 more laps!" he says laughing, of course it was a fake lap. 2 minutes later, he's on the ground panting and whining. Heh, same ol Michel.
Dorm #195 same as, Michel, Chase, and maybe James.