One x One discussion

Mm I don't know. I'm pretty open to all things except pregnancy or hospital stuff.

Yeah I like that idea. Who did you want to be?

Mmmkay. Good girls aren't my usual so my character will have to know about her past and maybe she secretly keeps in touch or something?

Okay that's fine.

Is my character younger than yours then?

My character won't be that detailed.

Name:
Sloan Adams

Age:
18

Sexuality:
Bisexual

Appearance:


Personality:
Sloan is two different people. Outside of her house she's a punk with lots of tattoos, a nose piercing, an pretty much every part of her ear is pierced. But at home she has to hid it all. She covers most of her tattoos and takes out most of her piercings except for the ones her pastor 'father' has deemed acceptable. She's a sweet little daughter in his eyes but he's so wrong. She knows her past, and it runs through her veins. She can't help but be badass and rough around the edges.

Sorry I fell asleep last night and I was really busy today.




Sloan spent time putting on makeup, and lots of it. Not so much to her face but her arms to cover up the tattoos all over them. She pulled her hair half back and placed a bow in the back. Everyone new that the little Smith girl wasn't a good girl. At least everyone her age. "Bye mom," she said as she left the house. "Bye daddy," she smiled and kissed his cheek. Though he was definitely not her father she called him that. Her shorts went down to knees and t shirt covered everything. She had to keep the front up around the town. Otherwise word would get back to her dad. A friend picked her up and they went out to lunch. She'd told her parents she was spending the night at Lucy's house. And she was. But they had other plans that didn't involve watching movies all night. After running around town they waited until it was dark before they left again. This time they stopped at a gas station bathroom and Sloan wiped off all of the makeup. She changed into ripped shorts that her ass almost hung out of a a black muscle tank with her favorite bands name across it. After putting her nose ring back in and her other ear piercings she walked back out. "Party time?" she asked her friend. They ditched Lucy's car and hoped in a truck with a few of their guy friends and drove over a few towns.

Sloan had some drinks but she wasn't drunk. Though she had an excuse now to be dancing on the bar. Her combat boots stood firmly against the diamond plate bar top as she ground her hips to the beat of the music. She laughed with her arms in the air, a cup in her hand, and what seemed to be a permanent smile on her face. She knew what would happen if word got back to Dan. The sweet pastor that married her mom to cover for the true story. He'd pull her down and march her right back where she'd be grounded for life but everyone knew Sloan wouldn't listen since she was 18 and talking to her real dad about coming to see him. Her hair slung from side to side as she swayed and sang to the song playing at the top of her lungs. She wasn't the only one. Lucy was behind her and Chance and Matt were down below encouraging her. She was the life of the party and knew damn well she was.

"Sloan come down and dance with me!" Matt spoke. She shook her head. "I'm fine here," she winked. He'd liked her for a long time now but she had no interest.

When Sloan got tired of being the center of attention she jumped off of the bar top and onto the ground. A huge smile was on her face when she turned and watched the boys help Lucy down. Her eyes caught those of a girl that had been watching. She found this girl intriguing but didn't say anything. Matt came up and hugged her from behind, making her brows furrow in annoyance. "I enjoyed the show," he said loudly. Sloan still looked right at this girl. With her short dark hair and tattoos. She loved girls with tattoos. Well. She loved guys with tattoos too. "I hope others did too," she stated loudly for both of them to hear before she peeled Matt's arms away from her. "Now stop touching me before I break your fingers," she threatened to just the boy. He was annoying the crap out of her. He thought that since Chance was probably going to get something from Lucy then he should get something too. And maybe he could, just not from Sloan. She broke apart from the group to go outside for some air.

Outside was much calmer than inside. She'd discarded her drink a long time ago. She didn't want anything else that night. She had to watch herself and Lucy since the guys were pretty incompetent and there were bad people everywhere. Her real father had seen to it that she get karate lessons. It was an innocent suggestion her mother had made to Mr. Goody Two Shoes and luckily the man agreed. As long as she made it to church every Sunday he didn't care much of what she did. He trusted her way too much.

Sloan raised a brow and turned around. "I'm not worried. Most people around here know I'm not to messed with. You on the other hand..." she sized the other girl up, "you're new around here. Plan on giving me any trouble?" A playful smirk sat on her lips as she looked at this new person. She liked the accent. It made her even more intrigued. Though now she had to wonder where this girl came from and why. Something about her made Sloan feel like she needed to be on edge. She adjusted the shoulders of what was left of her shirt sleeves. She knew she had to leave soon. They'd go back to the crappy small town and she'd have to change into the clothes she despised wearing. That good girl persona would come out and she'd feel like a fraud in her own body. That's how it always went down.

There was a railing that she hoped onto, her long legs dangling below her. It was cold outside but she didn't mind it. She was used to dealing with it because the bars were always too hot. It actually felt nice. Matt's car came into view and she thought about how she'd had to be the one to drive home. That was how it usually was anyway. It hadn't been long before she added, "I wouldn't mind if you did. I've been dying for a little fun lately and bar hoping isn't giving it to me anymore." She'd heard about some fight club type activity going on and had thought about wandering to one of them. Maybe one day she'd give it a go.

Sloan almost felt like this girl was challenging her by saying she'd cause trouble. She wanted to go out and wreak havoc right now. She'd been dying for a good night out since she'd visited a different state and discovered the night life of the city. Her fake ID was the best and had gotten her in everywhere with flying colors. It'd been a great time until she almost got caught for public indecency. Though she didn't remember how what when where or why. All she knew was that it almost happened.

"Me. I'm fun. When I'm not playing miss goody two shoes over in my hometown," Sloan spoke with a playful smile. "Even then I'm fun actually. Then I get to sneak around and there's adrenaline added to the equation," she added. She loved a good thrill anything to get her blood pumping she was down for.

Sloan felt flattered that this girl was being flirtatious towards her. She found her cheeks reddening a little. "I wish. My dad is a pastor. If her found me wearing what I am right now or looking at all how I do right now he'd quite literally kill me," she returned. "Well not literally since killing is bad but you know what I mean," she added. Sloan always referred to Dennis as her father to other people. It was part of the cover. Even as a child she'd known Dennis wasn't her real father though. She'd always called him the title because he'd be suspicious if she didn't since she'd been just a baby when they first were sent to him.

"Boyfriend? Neither on of those guys are my boyfriend. Matt wishes though," Sloan responded. Was it bad that she took slight offense to the implication? She was friends with both of them so it shouldn't even matter. "I don't have a boyfriend or a girlfriend," she continued. It was so hard to find girls that liked girls in her little conservative town. But she'd found them, made out with a few, but usually if she wanted more fun than that she had to leave town.

Yeah?

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