rayne addison milan.

[rayne]

HEY THERE
MISS RAYNE
SHOW ME SOME MOVES

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i wanna paint my face and pretend that i am someone else
sometimes i get so fed up, i don't even want to look at myself
but people have problems that are worse than mine, i don't want
you to think i'm complaining all the time, and i wish that everyone
would go and shut their mouths, i'm not strong enough to deal with it
i am slowly falling apart, i'd wish you'd take a walk in my shoes for
a start and you might think it's easy being me, you just stand still look pretty.

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DON'T MAKE THIS ANY HARDER
just stick to the basics

well, hey there ladies and gentlemen, my name is RAYNE ADDISON MILEN, but most people just call me RAYNE, OR THE LESS KNOWN TWIN. i have FOURTEEN candles on my cake, and i love the 2ND OF APRIL because its my day, don't forget my presents! i'm a FEMALE obviously, and i got some CAUCASIAN blood in me, if you hadn't noticed, and i'm STRAIGHT, so bring it on. i'm currently SINGLE though. and guess what? i am so CANNON that you'll never know what hit you! i'm here as a STUDENT obviously, and i'm ready to tear this place down with my bare hands. i'm the best and everyone knows it baby!

YOU AIN'T SEEN ANYTHING
until you've seen this body

so you want to know what i look like huh? well there's a picture above, but for you blind ones, let me give you the low down. my hair is BLONDE and MEDIUM LENGTH, AND USUALLY STRAIGHT. then there is my DEEP BLUE eyes watching you're every step. i like to think i'm pretty SLENDER and i am about 5 '5 feet tall, and we are totally not going into my weight. no way am i telling you strangers that piece of info. i'm usually dressed to the nine's in WHATEVER I FEEL LIKE WEARING. you know the best part though? people say i look a lot like TAYLOR MOMSEN. it's so cool!

TAKES MORE THAN A MIRROR
to see inside this mind

so now we got the basics out of the way, along with my amazing looks, lets get down to business. its best you know that i like MUSIC, PHOTOGRAPHY, HANGING OUT WITH FRIENDS, MEETING NEW PEOPLE, STANDING OUT FROM MY SISTER, BEING MYSELF, SHOPPING and beware because i hate SNOBS, JERKS, WANNABES, BULLIES, BEING IN MY SISTER'S SHADOW, BUGS, SPIDERS, REJECTION. i didn't tell you this, but i am real afraid of REJECTION AND SPIDERS. keep it shut, if i hear anyone knows i'll track you down. and i suppose if i can tell you my fear, i should maybe tell you what i'm aiming for, TO MAKE MY OWN NAME FOR MYSELF. oh, and if you want to know a little secret, well I'VE NEVER ACTUALLY KISSED A GUY. but shhhh!

people tend to say i'm i am very outgoing and most people who see me who don't know who i am think i am weird because of this. and i am to a certain extent. i love screaming at the top of my lungs, and being completely random. along with running around in circles, it's just me. i'm a weirdo deal with it. i love making people laugh and i love laughing. some that makes me fun to be around. plus i've heard i'm a complete crack up at times. i am very energetic so it is hard for me to stay still at times, because i get restless and it annoys me.

i think i have OCD. like seriously, everything has to be completely straight. if it's not i freak out. it's just a habit i guess. i am a very emotional person underneath it all, although with my tough exterior it appears that it takes a lot to break me. but i'm only a human teenage girl, i cry when i get my heartbroken. and i force myself to believe there's something wrong with me. i'm no different than anyone else. except i'm pretty intelligent for someone my age. i could have skipped ahead to my junior year my i chose not too. it would have been to weird and hard.

i am very loyal to my friends, they mean the world to me. including my sister, who is definitely a person i tell everything too. i could never backstab a friend or talk smack about them behind their back. if i had a problem with them i would just talk about it calmy with them, in a way that would not hurt their feelings. i can keep a secret, so that it definitely something you don't have to worry about. i will always be here for a friend in need if they need advice or someone to talk to. i might not be the best at this, but i certainly will try.

i am a very friendly person, but not many people seem to approach me. i only have a small group of friends. and i tend to be selfish when it comes to the people i care about most. i want to keep them for myself because i'm afraid that if i don't i will lose them. this is definitely a weakness of mine. and i'm trying to loosen up a little when it comes to that. it's just a instinct, i guess.

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LETS OPEN THE STORYBOOK AT PAGE ONE
are you ready to go down in history

all that aside, let me introduce you to my life. my mother is SPENCER MILAN and she's a great person, but i never see her much because she works all the time, due to the fact that she is a big shot lawyer.. then there is my father, AIDEN and he and i are closer, than close. i'm daddy's little girl and i tell him everything. then there is MILAN2, who is my identical twin sister and a younger brother CARTER, who is three. my place of residence is here, obviously, but they are back home in HENDERSONVILLE, TENNESSEE.i have many memories, not all good mind you. my best memory is when my dad took me too a leanne rimes concert when i was eleven, just me and him. my worst memory, which i would really rather forget is having my mother completely ignore me on mine and my sister's birthday and throw her a huge party.

so let me give you the basic structure of my life... "i was born of the cold rainy day of april 2nd, in the year of 1994. my twenty year old mother was ecstatic about having her first born, she was even more ecstatic when she found out i was a baby girl. you see, she refused to know until she had me. my father, aiden, was right there by her side throughout it all, to welcome me into the world. that was definitely a happy day in their lives and i'm glad that it was. they loved me, their first daughter, and soon named me rayne addison milan. i'm not sure why, but i guess they just liked the name. then a surprise hit them, the doctor announced they were having another baby girl. and that's when my sister came into the world four minutes later.

i grew up in hendersonville, tennessee. a small little town on the outskirts of the big city of nashville. i attended school there and we lived on a small farm. i loved my life, not really knowing there was more out there than the confinements of my small town. my parents raised me with tender loving care. they recorded half my childhood with home videos, that i totally look back on and laugh at now. my mom got pregnant again when i was eleven years old. i was ecstatic, having always wanted a little sibling. and when he was born, i was completely proud. i was going to be the best big sister ever, or at least i was going to try to be.

i am very close to my mother she has always been on my side, even when i was wrong. and i love her for that. when i hit the eighth grade, people began bugging me about my love for music. and when i performed at the talent shows they would attack me afterwards, saying me dreams were unrealistic. she was always there, trying to distract me and showing me a good time to make all of the pain and hurt go away. i love her and i always had the best days with her. my father is extremely smart and excellent. he's faith has always made me stronger.

i had big dreams, they could not relate to me. therefore, they would not hang out with me. it got to the point where i could sit down at a lunch table and everyone would get up and walk away. i always came home crying, not knowing what to do. my mom offered to call their mom's and make the bullying stop. but i refused, and sat through the endless torturee day after day. my grades began slipping because of this. and my dad began talking to my mom, saying they couldn't make me deal with this much longer. my family wasn't struggling for money, but we didn't flaunt what we had either.

my mom then told my dad about this boarding school she attended when she was younger. my dad researched it a bit and then talked to me about attending. i was willing to do anything to get away from all of those mean girls. so i accepted and on the next school term i began as a freshman here. my twin sister, who i'm not really all that close to followed. and well, yeah.

BACK TO THE DRAWING BOARD
the face behind the mask

hey there, i'm the amazing driver of RAYNE MILAN1, and i am pleased to introduce myself as KAYLIE. i am SIXTEEN years young and THREE have been spent roleplaying. i found this site PROBOARDS SUPPORT and i'm loving it so far. and if you wanna see some skills, here they are below.

till now i always got by on my own.'

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why did it all have to be so complicated? it just wasn't fair. none of it. why did people have to live in a world full of hurt? full of pain, and misery? the small blonde had no answer for those questions that were currently swirling through her clouded mind. this was weird, due to the fact that kennedy peyton trevors was usually a very optimistic girl. but that had disappeared tonight, of course the rountine would be back in place tomorrow. since no one could find out about this. she was a good actress, she would hide her pain and problems well.

makeup would hide to injuries, as long as she remembered to clean them up with perioxide later on tonight, when she went back to her dorm. if she went back to her dorm. she didn't know if she wanted to take the risk of someone being up when she snuck in. she would lie of course, but that would be awfully difficult. this wasn't supposed to happen to her was it? was this some sort of punishment for something she had done in her past? no matter how many times she tried to convince herself that it wasn't her fault, that it was her brother's. she still felt the need to try to defend him, to try to make up excuses for her irratic behavior.

but she wasn't going to do that anymore. kennedy was going to stay away from him. she was giving up on him to say the least. she was sixteen, and she did not want to go through that. she loved him and wanted to help him through it. but it was just so hard to do when he wouldn't listen and she was the one who usually ended up getting hurt. kennedy was sick of it. she couldn't do it anymore, eventually he would end up taking it too far and hurting her or himself badly. beyond repair, and she didn't want to around that.

her long blonde hair clung to her skin, creating a heavy feeling. she was drenched in the rain, but she didn't care. she jumped slightly at the sound of the crashing of thunder. it had caught her offguard, as she had slipped into her own thoughts. although that sound was all it took to bring her back to the harsh truth of reality. she couldn't escape to the stars it was just unrealistic. no one could run from their problems like that, life just wasn't that simple. although kennedy wished it was.

of course, she had been speaking to someone about her issues. it had become too much to just keep bottled up. although it surprised her who the one she had ended up spilling her guts out too was. none other than one of her teachers, nate hudson. kennedy had heard that he had gone through something similar to what her brother was currently going through in his past. so at the end of the school days, the small blonde would always find herself in his office. spilling out her heart, and all of the problems that she just wished would all go away.

but she had stopped going about a week ago. she didn't want to burden him with her problems. it wasn't his place to help her. he was only her teacher, not her therapist or anything of that sorts. kennedy had begun feeling stupid for weighing all her problems down on someone else. so she had decided to take matters into her own hands and confront her brother. it had took her a week to figure out just how to do that and obviously she know knew how it turned out. nothing like she had imagined. it had gone ten, maybe twenty, times worse.

she felt pathetic. people had problems that were way worse than hers. and she certainly didn't want him to then that she was complaining all the time. she never dared to tell anyone else though. it would get around school and people would never be able to shut their mouths. and kennedy just wasn't strong enough to deal with that. hell, she wasn't even strong enough to deal with this. this just wasn't easy, and the sixteen year old blonde was slowly falling apart. if only there was a way to take all the pain away, to erase everything she was feeling.

kennedy noticed a figure in the distance, but she didn't think much about it. probably a student who had accidently left their homework in their lockers. they wouldn't pay any attention to her, she was fairly sure of that. they would be too eager to get out of the storm. or atleast that was what she had thought, until she heard her name shouted out. by a awfully familiar voice, although she couldn't place a finger on just who it was yet.

as the person got closer, she heard him speak again. "what are you doing out here alone?!? you're going to catch a cold!" kennedy recongnized the voice this time. it belonged to the person she had been spilling her problems out to, nate hudson. she didn't answer, hoping maybe he would just leave her alone. she didn't want to be left alone. but she knew it was best for him not to get involved. she had made the decision that she was no longer going to drag other people into her own problems.

however, kennedy had forgotten that she was visibly hurt and bleeding. as mr. hudson finally reached her, he stated the obvious. her injuries were bleeding. but the blonde could not find the strength to answer. she just looked up at him, her sapphire blue eyes full of tears and fear as she silently pleaded with him. he would know what had happened. she was fairly sure of that. she would more than likely barely have to explain a thing.

the small blonde drew in a sharp breath, as he brought his sleeve up to her cuts, patting them in attempt to remove some of the blood. but kennedy knew it was useless. in actuality, they would be much worse if it weren't for the rain which was washing most of the blood away. until now, she hadn't realized how much they actual hurt. the numbness was fading away, much to her dismay. she wanted it to come back and stay with her forever, but she knew that stupid. she would have to face all of this eventually anyway.

"did he do this to you?!" kennedy didn't answer, as she continued to look up at him. not sure whether to lie or tell the truth. the truth seemed like the better option. but at the same time what had happened to keeping everyone else out of this? so she kept quiet, not sure how to answer. contemplating on whether she should at all. but she knew that she had kept silent for too long and do to this the answer was clearly obvious.

"kennedy, did he do this to you?!?" the sixteen year old winced as he yelled. a flashback hitting her of what had just occured a few hours earlier. the harsh fall, and the punch. immedietely, she closed her blue eyes. squeezing them tightly closed. she didn't want him to yell. after a moment, she opened her eyes slowly. to find that he had take a few steps back. calming himself, obviously. she then found the strength to speak. "why did he hurt me?" her question came out soft and in a whisper. she couldn't figure out how to raise her voice.

the tears, started back up again. spilling down her cheeks as she looked at him. hoping he would have a answer for her question. the one question that had been in her mind the longest, the one she really wished she had the answer too. she listened to him speak, and she stayed silent. taking in his words. in a way she wanted to believe him, but she wanted out. she didn't want to deal with this anymore. he wasn't her brother any longer, he was a monster. a person who was unfamiliar to her.

kennedy shook her head. "i can't do this anymore." she said with a small sob. "it's just too hard." she ran a hand through her soaking wet blonde hair. she listened to say she needed to go home, that she needed rest and was going to get sick. yeah, like kennedy cared and she couldn't go home. no one could see like this. "i can't go home." she said, to him."no one can see me like this." she added, stating the obvious that he didn't seem to realize.

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TAGGED![/b] nate hudson.
WORD COUNT![/b] one thousand four hundred seventy seven.
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