Post by trevor isaiah nicholas on Apr 10, 2009 18:01:43 GMT -5
'trevor isaiah nicholas!
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If you say that you are mine
Ill be here til the end of time
So you got to let know
Should I stay or should I go?
now now, don't pay all the attention to Trevor because there's another midnight massacre in our clutches, and that's Courtney. she just so happens to have been slashing for 15 years. although they may seem a bit sketchy, they're totally female. you could say they've had mucho experiance at their misery business. *cough cough* exactly one year. you may have noticed they impersonate N/A too. but, they're best at playing themselves! :]] [/color]
neato 'name player !
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babe, i've been checking you out for eighteen. that dude has been living under the name of trevor isaiah nicholas, but you can call him Trev. He's totally off limits though 'cause he's from Hollywood Hills. this dope player has been working through their parol by becoming a one girl guy. they came into this god forsaken world on may 11th, and ever since they've been charming the girls; straight whoot! have they had a handful!
you're 'kinda cute!
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dudee 'the hair! Short, blonde, and straight.
oh em gee, those eyes! Medium, Blue eyes
geez, look at those tats! A few tats, nothing drastic. No piercings
gawd, skinnyy...! 6'3; 200 pounds
wowee, hott stuff!
overall appearance.
Trevor is 6'3 and about 200 pounds. By the look of him, you wouldn't believe that Trevor weights that much because of how skinny he looks. Really, muscular, trimmed, chiseled, and fit would be better words to describe his physique. He has washboard abs, massive biceps, and calves you can only get from strenuous muscle work and phsysical activity. He has short blond hair that can fall into his blue eyes when he lets it. His face can only be described as gorgeous. At least, that's what the girls say.
His clothing style changes depending on the scene and his mood. his normal attire consists of jeans and t-shirts, sometimes with a button up shirt that lays open with the sleeves up if he so wishes. If he has to go somewhere special, somewhere important, this Hollywood Hills boy will dress up, and if he does, he dresses to kill. Hot doesn't even begin to cover it once you've seen him in a tux.
you're 'okay nice!
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i love!
Girls
Food
'Sleepy Time'
Cuddling
Getting what he wants
Music
Challenges
Running
That chick Gregory
Intelligent conversations
eh, i hate!
Posers
Assholes
Abuse
Losing fights
Break ups
Not getting what he wants
Obnoxious girls
People who flaunt things
Authority
Death
i always do that thing!
Runs his hand through his hair alot
Tends to break eye contact when uncomfortable
Has been called a player because of his 'sleepy time' with other campers
wow! you scared me!
Dying
Losing everyone he cares about
Never finding a girl that actually knows him
i wish i may, i wish i might!
Get the label of "player" off his rep
Get Gregory to go out with him
Make it in life
sweety, you don't know the half of it!
overall personality.
Alright. Trevor is a normally sweet and caring guy. He will bend over backwards and give you the shirt off of his back if it got a smile out of you. He tries to be friendly with everyone, but of course that can come with mixed reactions though that never really seems to stop him. He is the joker of the group. Though that is true, Trevor knows when it’s time to play and when it’s not. He can turn off the silliness in a matter of seconds and become very serious if the situation calls for that. He is sweet natured and quite protective over the people he cares about. He hates to see people hurt and tries his hardest to make people feel better even if it means putting off his own problems. Trevor is the problem solver and will do whatever he can to ensure that you’re problems are fixed.
This sweet natured boy has a temper. It may not be short-circuited but it is powerful. It takes a lot for this twenty three year old to blow, but when he does you better watch your ass. Trevor can be the somewhat jealous type but you never see that come out in him too much. Though this boy doesn’t like to fight all of the time, he wouldn’t hesitate to cave your face in. Jealousy isn’t the only thing to set this monster off; his protectiveness can be a spark as well. You mess with someone he loves, and he’ll make sure you pay. Just watch yourself around him. When Trevor finally blows, he will fling things, curse, maybe get in a fight with someone if they’re around. He doesn’t like to become the angry animal that he sometimes becomes but most of the time, when he blows he has no control over his actions. His brother or a friend may be able to restrain him, but if they’re not around, watch out.
Trevor is the sensitive one. He seems innocent and most of the time, he is. He cares about the people who are closest to him, the ones who take the time to get to know him and he can become quite protective over them in an instant. Trev is sometimes quite insecure about his work. But he is not hesitant to tell you what you need to change about your attitude towards him or anyone else. If you ask him for a straight up opinion, Trevor will be quite blunt about whatever it is you asked. He is not always the sugar coating kind of guy; Trev is quite honest with anyone who wants the truth.
you're 'kinda messed up!
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ma && pa
Samuel Elijah Nicholas-father
Sasha Emily Nicholas-mother
those little weasels!
Tristan Brent Nicholas-older brother-20
Trent Liam Nicholas-younger brother-17
Leah Marie Nicholas-younger sister-16
Ethan Paul Nicholas-foster brother-5
them relatives!
Daniel Austin Nicholas-cousin-18
shedding little monsters!
Simon
back in the day!
overall history!
Trevor Isaiah Nicholas was born on May 11th to the parents of Samuel and Sasha Nicholas in Hollywood Hills. His father a lawyer, his mom a social worker. He was the second born of four children. Tristan Brent being the first child, Trevor's protective big brother. Trev also has two younger siblings, Trent and Leah who were born a year apart from each other. Just one and two years after Trevor. His parents wanted a lot of kids, all of them close in age if you can't tell.
Growing up was easy for the Nicholas kids, their parents doted over them and pretty much spoiled them because they could. Now, the kids could have let it go to their heads thus becoming spoiled brats, but they didn't. They only have the occasional "my way or the highway" look at things, nothing more. Trevor was, and still is, quite used to getting his way with things. When he was younger, toys and friends. As he got older, girls. Is it a crime to use charm and dangerously good looks to get whatever he wanted from whomever he wanted? Preferably the girl of the moment, Trevor thought not. At least not until he heard the word no for once and he started to become the "talk," forever labeling him as the "player."
Not a good tag when you're at camp, a place you've been going to for over fourteen years. And certainly not when you're trying to win the heart of one special girl. He made his intentions known to little miss Gregory but still she refuses to accept his proposal to become his girlfriend. He isn't sure if it's the other girls telling her about him or if she just doesn't like him. Whatever the reason, Trevor isn't used to the rejection. But no matter, he used to take those urges up with other girls in what could be called "sleepy time" but has since stopped doing so in hopes of becoming a one girl kind of guy. If only he could get Ms. Gregory to see things his way for a change.
that girl makes me dizzy!
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yeahh, i'm pretty hardcore!
Alexander James Cabrera yanked himself out of bed the minute his eyes opened, normally he would just lay around and fight the urge to get up, which meant tossing and turning a little bit. But today it was different, there was no set reason why but he was just sick of being inside of his dorm room and staying in bed meant that he was still inside of it. He pulled the sheets back and climbed off of his mattress, he stumbled a bit but didn’t fall. He looked around his room a moment and found his jeans; he slid them on and packed his key, his cell phone, and his wallet into the pockets. He wasn’t sure why he hated being in his room all of a sudden, it he had to guess, it was probably because this was the only place that he spent most of his time and he was getting bored with the scene. He needed a change of scenery, something new to heighten his senses.
He grabbed a black t-shirt and pulled it over his head. He slid his flask of Jack Daniels deep into his jeans pocket along with his blade. He laced up his black Converse on his feet and grabbed a piece of gum from his nightstand. So far today, Alex was sober, most of the time he drank as soon as he awoke but today, he didn’t have the urge to do so and didn’t feel like pushing it. He was bringing his Jack Daniels along just incase he felt the need for a drink later on in the morning.
He ran his hand through his hair once more as he turned his cell phone on and returned it to his pants pocket. He left his room and locked the door behind him as he walked down the hall and out of the building. His destination was simple today; he was heading to the beach. Alex sat down on the sand and looked out over the water, his mind was pretty blank as he watched the waves crash. It seemed pretty sad to see a guy like Alex hanging out alone but it didn’t bother him too much because well, he wasn’t all that social and it seemed that not many people wanted to talk to him. Sure he had a few friends from when he was younger but he rarely saw them because he was in a gang now.
He pulled his eyes away from the water for a short moment as his hand found a piece of driftwood, he held it a moment and then pulled his arm back and let it fly. It soared towards the waves and landed with a splash, he watched as the waves fought to bring it back to shore. Nothing was more entertaining than nature itself, there was no doubt about that. Now he figured it was time to socialize with someone but he saw no one on the beach besides him a few a seagulls. No one else seemed crazy enough to come sit out on the beach alone but maybe just maybe he would get lucky and someone would trek out here and he could talk to him. Someone he knew at least.
my place, or yours!
cannon
babe, you still talking!
Keep up the good work.
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