BUNDCHEN, ADELE LILLIAN

[adele lillian bundchen]

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name: adele lillian bunchen
age: nineteen
membergroup: resort staff
face claim: miley cyrus
history/personality:

adele was born and raised in the wonderful state of california. though she was raised in the not so wonderful place. she resided from east LA with her mother and two younger siblings. an eleven year old sister, and a fifteen year old brother. her dad had left her and the rest of her siblings to go live in the suburbs of some nice place in california. adele basically kept her life in track by staying busy. with school she joined the tennis team and the dance team. her boyfriend was on the basketball team at long beach..a good part of town. so it was a little hard to see him sometimes, unless he came to her place or her mom would allow her to take a bus to go see him. her best friend was locate at baldwin hills (the black beverly hills). yeah, though adele family was poor and had to live paycheck to paycheck, she some how manage to make friends with money. when she got of age she would see her boyfriend and friend almost every day, getting on a bus and seeing them. her best friend gave her a laptop for he rbirthday, just so they could skype and instant message. thanks to a internet card and wifi. her boyfriend had bought her a car, but she wouldn't accept it. when she graduated, at the top of her class, she got accepted to UCLA. instead of going she moved from california, leaving her best friend and boyfriend and oing to miami.

her personality consist of crazyness. in high school she was one of those popular girls. she was just loud and energetic. she loves to make a scene when she entered a place.she loves to meet new people and she loves being around friends. she one of those touche feely person. she loves cuddles. she kinda to herself when it comes to personal problems, she doesn't like people knowing about her history. shes an honest independent type of gal. she likes to work hard, an knows how to tell a person to F off.

rp sample: when someone had whispered in her ear that they were going to some pool hall she automatically knew which pool hall they were going to. to be honest she was pissed and sexual frustrated. that was the last place she actually wanted to be at. the place was crowded and always had horny ugly people. bodies always smashed together, the smell of alcohol fair from faint on everyones lips. blowing ciggerate and cigar smoke into the air, not helping anyone with astma. then the big over heavy guys always thought it was okay to touch her body parts, when it wasn't okay, actually far from it. the only decent thing to do was drink anad play pool. even then, she couldn't get enough alcohol in her system to get over being dragged to guys and dolls. maybe another plus was the strippers, but then again, they were strippers and a lot of them were so easy it was sad and pathetic. then the whole 80s decor. what the hell, why was she going? cause the girl, whose name she had already forgotten promised her free drinks. who was harley to pass on free drinks. she needed something to get her through the night.

'baby, lets go.'

the firey redhead had her arms wrapped around her waist and harley pushed her hands away. harley liked but hated clingy women. at first it was cool, like when you first start having sex, but when they would wait on a person hand and foot she got frustrated. pulling her hot curling rolls out of her hair and grabbed her shorts and slidding them back up her hips. nodding for them to leave for the guys and dolls place. her hands slipped into her black and white cotton knit. slidding her glasses on her face, she sighed. the redhead arm rested around her slender waist, pulling her close as they got into the taxi. harley just wanted to get wasted, so she could forget about school and all the girls who tried to get up under her skin. being one of the top bitches at balderman acadmey. people looked up to her, they wanted to be her, they wanted to be with her. she could probably turn the straightest girl gay in one night. harley had that seducing thing going on. she was a big flirt and would make the littlest person feel like someone. she'd act as if they were all that mattered and by the end of the day she had got what she wanted, sex. it wasnt even just with girs, guys as well. they were way easier than girls. still, she loved the feeling of complete victory. plus, a orgasm was an orgasm.

the dark hair gir climbed out the taxi when they arrived at the place. pushing her hair out of her face, and headed for the door. as soon as she walked in her nose filled with the smell of alcohol and smoke. the sound of oldies filled her ears, with the sound of clinking pool balls and beer out the tab glasses. she stood with her hand on her hip as people looked over in her direction. she could feel all eyes on her, those eyes filled with desire and want. for all she cared they could want all they want, but better not touch. her teeth nibbled on her lip and she moved over to the bar, slipping past a few hands that thought it was already to grab her arm. harley just held her head up high as if she was too good for them, to be honest she had thought she was. her hand slapped away old wrinkly fingers, slidding down on one of the stools. crossing her legs, showing them off to the world. they seemed to go on forever, ah, she loved being attractive. licking her lips she tasted the strawberries from her lip gloss, pushing her four hundred and thirty five dollars sunglasses out of her eyes. even though it was sunless, she still liked the feeling of people not able to see what she was actually looking out. harles sat her almost two thousand dollar bag in her lap and waved over for the bartender, who swifted over as if she was walking on water. "may i get a beer on the tab and get her whatever she wants." harley nodded towards the redhead, blue eyes slightly rolling, obviously ignored by the company she had. the woman laughed and harley shot her one of those if you loved me you would get me wasted asap looks. she looked as if she knew what harley meant

'baby, i wanna dance.'

didn't the girl know her name wasn't baby? of course she did, everyone knew harleys full name. harley was just still annoyed, she shouldnt had came, but she might as well make it worth her while since she was there. even though her parents wouldn't be so happy that she was spending her times in a place like that. they would probably say they didn't spend as much money as they did for her to go to school in england, for her to sneak off on the weekends to some dive bar. to be honest harley agreed. england had so muuch better places, with much more better alcoholic beverages. the only real good thing they had was tab beer. it never got any better. "go dance then." harley turned in her sit and waved for the bartender to come back over to her. harley batted her long eyelashes at her, flirtiously smiling her perfectly white teeth at her. her tongue slowly moved over the bottom of her lip, sensual. the bartender bought the bait and giggled softly. she leaned over the bar and harley had a nice view of her melon sized breast. surgey. she could tell by how hard her nipples were through her loose tank that she had on. harley just grinned, leaning closer, whispering something in her ear. she did it low, her lips pressing gently against the lobe.

the girls hand smoothly ran across harleys jaw, pulling her closer. harley just grinned until she felt a hand on er arm, yanking her up from the stool she was sitting in. she looked anf frown. redhead was sexy when she had a angry pouty face on her lips. still, she doesnt apperciate being pulled away from her fun for the evening. sighing she placed a hand on her hip, the other pushing some hair out of her face. "fine, we can dance." it came out low, like a mumble, but she was sure to hear it. harley was pulled out onto the dance floor, even though the whole place was like a dance floor. her body pressed up against harleys, her hands rested on her hips move trailing down to cup her ass in the palm of her hands. there hips swayed left to right, softly pushing up against one another. harley was coming even more sexually frustrated. her lanky arms wrapped against the girls shoulder, holding her close, mouth lightly pressing against her neck. she could hear her humming along with the music, as if it was her favorite song and she had been dying to hear it on the jukebox.

'isn't that trixie, or whatever...from the royals..yeah, i wouldnt miss those hips anywhere.'

harley looked up and stared at her with confusion, before following her gaze into some dark corner. she spotted her and it looked like trixie had knew she was there as it seemed like her eyes were following hers. pushing the girl to the side harley walked across the room in a few short strides. "what the hell, trixie." she was jealous and she was still wondering what she was doing. they were about to get it on, harley knew the mood they were in. she had slept with someone in a club before. grabbing her away from the horny darker hair woman. pulling her back into the room they probably were going to have sex in, locking the door behind them. "what are you doing here? you couldn't say hi." she leaned back against the door, just in case she tried to escape. harley held her close, pressing trixie into her own body, letting them mold into one another.