Post by ashlee lowen on Feb 23, 2009 20:51:46 GMT -5
* ASHLEE N I C O L E LOWEN ,
wasting away s e v e n t e e n summers in the sun.
when the lights go off, watch the way i take the stage by storm.
a s h, i see my name in the lights.
if only i had the heart for you.
* MAKE I T COUNT ,
"Let's see, my appearance? I get paid being told my face is gorgeous- photo shoots in Europe with the best designers around. What's not to love about my face? I've got the perfect hair that falls in brunette locks that listen when I toy with 'em. My eyes are magnetic Green, enough to pull anyone's gaze my way.Oh, and my mouth, oh it looks delicious as someone once told me. I'm not trying to sound conceited or anything- I'm totally not. I'll tell you right now that I think my nose is off center and that my jaw is too angled. But I don't dwell on what I can't fix. I've got beauty, why not be happy with it?
"Being in the photo shoot business and whatnot, I like to dress up- but i have lazy days. or sick days, whichever you want to call it. I love, love, love jeans. Some people have these like really hard time finding jeans that 'fit right' or whatever. Not me, nope, I think I'm blessed -chuckles- kidding. But really, jeans are my favorite, then dresses, especially those cropped dresses. mm. Bit please don't ever try and make me wear bright orange or like.. bold yellow. I don't wear those right. -laughs-"S E N I O R
"Oh.. this will probably make me sound like some spoiled brat or something. Which, I kind of am, I suppose. I mean, I'm a Royal after all. But I don't wanna trash talk myself... so something better to talk about-
"I don't like failure. Seriously. All my life, all I have heard is, 'yeah you're good but you can do better.' I know that if I put my mind to it, I can make it. But I'm also smart about what I do. You know, thinking before leaping. But then again, everyone can get careless.
"I'm a queen at words. Oh man, I can smooth talk my way out of most situations. It helps me out with the whole independence thing I do. I don't like being tied down, man. If I'm being held back, I break chains.
"I'm organized. Kind of have to be that way being in the business. But I'm just as lazy as I am organized. If I had my own place, it'd be wrecked in a week or two. oh, something else, I'm not into love. Well, I am, but I can't seem to grasp it. It's a leap, like a fall off a cliff hoping that something is there to break your fall. I hate heights. It's sloppy and hard to understand too. I just don't know if I'd get along with love."S T R A I G H T
"My hobbies? Oh that's easy. I love photography- being the photo taker or the photograph. There's just something like therapy behind it. Texting- what girl doesn't like texting billions of people she knows? It's fun to just pass time or to find out the latest. Fashion- Dude. It's the best thing in the world after Smarties. I love that candy, I can go days eating that sugar loaded crap. Intelligence- okay, really. Anyone who can't even spell that word.. NEEDS to get an education. It's the most important thing in life. Europe- haha. It's the prettiest place to go. Its like my haven. Reading- If I'm not in Europe and I'm feeling stressed, I curl up with a good book. 'nough said. eeyore- I have a doll that my mother gave me when I was like, 7. Never gotten rid of it. It's too cute. The tail even velcros off. adventure- Honey, i wouldn't be in this business if i didn't want adventure. That's what it's all about. Caprisuns- they're so handy when i'm on the move..."
* GAMBLE W I T H DESIRE ,
Ashlee was born to Melinda. Melinda was a single mother and struggling. A lot. Melinda didn't want a kid, she knew it would be a hard life. Thank God she met Daniel. He changed her life and made Ashlee's easy to grow up in. No one can really tell if it's really love. He was an answer to her pleas for help, but grew dependent on him. Ashlee was only three when Daniel became part of her life. He became her father, since he was the only major male role she could ever remember being at home.
Daniel grew a soft spot for Ashlee (Sometimes she wonders if she's the only reason the two adults are together). And he spoiled her. Nearly anything she asked for was given to her. When she turned 13, she get her first cell phone from him. Broke it within the next three days and got a brand new one of a kind phone. We should probably mention that Daniel was an editor for one of the biggest magazines. And he knew almost everyone. If he didn't know someone, he knew someone that did.
By the time that Ashlee was 17, her face had been in magazines as a model or advertising new products. She was pretty much just a prop that was used, but she loved it. She learned a lot growing up around the business and it became her passion. She was always asking questions about the shoots, the camera, the angles. anything. It caused some trouble for her at school, but her mother taught her well and she held through, ignoring the snide comments and the fake cheers.
W E A L T H Y
* TENSION L I K E FIRE ,
michelleTrace had just finished the last of the cups and plates and stupid silverware when he heard a knock on the door. His finger slipped stupidly on a fork and his wrist was stabbed, "Ouch, shit!" He muttered as he dropped the fork into the sink. It made a loud clatter and he ignored it, giving up, "Sharyn get the door!" He called out as he reached over and grabbed a paper towel from the roll and wiped his hands. Then he made his way back into the living room and watched as Sharyn, slowly, made her way to the door, her eyes going back to the TV screen as she walked and then finally she reached up and turned the doorknob. As soon as it opened a crack she ran back to her spot in front of the tv. Trace let out a laugh and rolled his eyes, opening the front door all the way for Riley. He looked her over for a moment, noting the dress and boots that adorned her body, before standing aside and letting her pass through.
"Hey, I see you made it out of the house without being tackled by a hired someone." He joked as he closed the door. As he walked over to where Riley stood Sharyn's movie was put on pause and she stood up, without notice of Riley and locked the front door and went into the kitchen. Trace shook his head lightly knowing that she'd call for him in a few seconds, "You can make yourself at home. I've gotta help her for a sec." He muttered, placing his hand on her arm and letting it slid off half a second later when Sharyn called for his attention. He knew Sharyn well enough by now to know what she wanted when she didn't even ask. But the small sippy cup that rested in her hands was always a clue.
Moments later brother and sister made their way back into the living room, which was simply decorated with the family room (couch, TV, coffee table,) then the family 'office' room. But Trace never really went there since he had his laptop, which laid open on the coffee table in front of the couch. His IM with Riley still open on the screen. Sharyn froze for a moment when she saw a blonde stranger placed in the living room. Her plastic sippy sup straw half way to her mouth and she looked up at Trace with questionable eyes. Trace let out a laugh and patted her head, "Riley, meet Sharyn. Sharyn say hi to Riley." Trace ordered softly to his little two year old. She smiled and instead returned to her movie, knowing that her big brother would bug her no longer. She was right.
Trace walked over and sat down on the couch, with a sigh he looked over at Riley, "Ah, well, that's Sharyn. She'll pay more attention when her movie is over." He shrugged. He didn't feel the least bit akward with Riley in his living room. Sure, it was the first time they'd actually be hanging out, but to Trace it wasn't a big deal. At least his mother wasn't home pestering with annoying or embarassing questions.
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megan fox
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