ST JAMES, CLOE ELIZABETH

[cloe elizabeth st james]

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name: cloe elizabeth st james
age: twenty four
membergroup: miami local
face claim: sophia bush
history/personality: born and raised in north carolina, cloe was a small town girl with big city dreams. both her parents were known for being the down to earth, not caring, give their kids whatever they want type of parents. cloe got lucky, since she was in fact the only child of the st james family. she grew up a pretty normal life in north carolina. she lived on a farm, helped out around the farm, went to school and did the normal things that teenagers did.

highschool however was particularly rough for cloe. her fathers business was moving to miami, which meant he had to go with them. cloe was forced to leave her home, her horses and her friends to move to miami. it was different, and it was hard for her. cloe was the 'new gir' all through her sophomore year of highschool. that was until she caught the eye of donnie, the towns local popular jock. donnie started dating cloe. he wasnt interested in just physical stuff, but he wanted something serious with her.

donnie opened cloe's eyes to a whole new world. she started going out, sneaking out, getting in trouble and doing what city kids did. her parents tried to stop her, but cloe had a mind of her own. she dumped donnie and lived her life doing whatever she wanted, partying, going out, sleeping with other guys, whatever it was, she did. cloe soon found herself faced with a huge problem, college. instead of going she droppd out in her freshman year. she didnt want to go to college, she was happy with her small job as a waitress. that was until her parents money cut off.

cloe's parents recently passed two years ago. she has been a wreck ever since. she got their house on the coast of miami beach and has been hiding her emotions behind booze and parties. she is a royal mess.

rp sample: feeling her heartbeat sowing down the alcohol was taking its toll on her body. she was tiny, so it didnt take long for the effects of two or three drinks to sink in. sicily was an avid drinker, an avid partier and an avid sex feind. but tonight, she wanted to be alone. she wanted everyone to go away. she wanted the pain to go away. and most of all, she wanted the confussion to go away. why was she so confused about antonio. he was her best friend, that was it. why was she so angry that he was making out with another girl. why was she so hurt that he didnt care about her feelings. why should he care about her feelings. why did she have any feelings at all.

letting out a long dragged out groan she rolled over on her stomach and burried her face into her pillows. she let her eyes close letting the cool chill of the room consumer her sweating body. it was starting to get quiet, the music had been turned down and alot of the people screaming at each other left. the only thing she knew she would have to worry about was the mess tomorrow morning. but right now, sicily didnt even want to go back down stairs. she didnt want to see antonio. she didnt want to be around him, because she knew it would confuse her even more then she was.

sitting in silence she felt a presence in the room. feeling a warmth near her the silence was finally broken by his tender voice. it was apologizing. she felt him sit down on the bed next to her and her heart didnt speed up like it usually did, she was too relaxed...or well drunk. she let out a groan and lifted her head "im not mad" she said simply shrugging. she let her head fall against the pillow as she wrapped her arms around it. she let her eyes stay open and rest upon his figure. he was everything she wanted. he was beautiful. as she sat there taking in his presence a small smile appeared on her face, not a devious sexual smile, but a genuine, real smile. sicily was now realizing why she was so confused. she loved antonio. more then life itself. she felt her face get hot and she closed her eyes shut letting out a soft sigh.