Post by Eric Trent on Dec 31, 2005 19:21:24 GMT -5
Full Name: Eric Ryan Trent
Age: 17
Sex: Male
Grade: 12th
Parentage: Anthony and Kim Trent
Siblings: None
Other Family Members: Parents
Pet: None
Personality: Eric can be nice at times. He is a perfectionest. Smart, caring, and hott can decribe him.
Appearance: Eric has blonde hair and blue-gray eyes. He is muscular, but not fat.
History: Being an only child, Eric was spoiled. Eric was born in L.A. He came from a rich family. They were very snobby and stuck-up. Eric hated bragging about what he had. He would pretend he was from a normal, middle-class family in 1st grade. His father, the biggest bragger of his family, found out and sent him to a Private school in L.A. His father went bankrupt when Eric was 11, but got all his money back in stocks. when Eric was 13. The Trent family moved to New York for the first time. This is Eric's first time in a public school telling the truth about his background. He hopes they will treat him for who he is and not for his money.
Sample Post: Eric quickly walked past some girls, giggling and pointing. Rolling his eyes, he muttered, "Hasn't anyone ever seen L.A. before?" Some large guy blocked Eric's path. Eric looked up at him. "Move," He said, sharply then added, "please." The guy wouldn't budge. 'I'm going to miss the plane!' Eric thought to himself, and waited for the guy to move.
The guy looked down at Eric. He had black beady eyes and a long narrow nose. "What do you want from me?" The man asked Eric in a deep voice. "I'm going to miss my plane. Can you please move?" Eric waited for the man's response. "Give me your money." The man mumbled, but he was clear enough for Eric to understand. "Huh?" Eric asked, dumbfounded. "I said, give me your money! Then I'll move." "But- I don't have any." Eric lied to the guy. The man laughed a deep laugh. By the looks of ya, you got money." He laughed again. Eric shook his head. "You're not getting my money." The guy made a grab for him, leaving a path. Eric ran to the airport and dashed inside. He looked for his plane to New York. "Excuse me," He said to a lady at a counter, "where's the plane to New York?" She looked up and shook her head. "It's gone."
Anything Else You Want Me To Know: Eric is one that believes in love at first site.
;D
Age: 17
Sex: Male
Grade: 12th
Parentage: Anthony and Kim Trent
Siblings: None
Other Family Members: Parents
Pet: None
Personality: Eric can be nice at times. He is a perfectionest. Smart, caring, and hott can decribe him.
Appearance: Eric has blonde hair and blue-gray eyes. He is muscular, but not fat.
History: Being an only child, Eric was spoiled. Eric was born in L.A. He came from a rich family. They were very snobby and stuck-up. Eric hated bragging about what he had. He would pretend he was from a normal, middle-class family in 1st grade. His father, the biggest bragger of his family, found out and sent him to a Private school in L.A. His father went bankrupt when Eric was 11, but got all his money back in stocks. when Eric was 13. The Trent family moved to New York for the first time. This is Eric's first time in a public school telling the truth about his background. He hopes they will treat him for who he is and not for his money.
Sample Post: Eric quickly walked past some girls, giggling and pointing. Rolling his eyes, he muttered, "Hasn't anyone ever seen L.A. before?" Some large guy blocked Eric's path. Eric looked up at him. "Move," He said, sharply then added, "please." The guy wouldn't budge. 'I'm going to miss the plane!' Eric thought to himself, and waited for the guy to move.
The guy looked down at Eric. He had black beady eyes and a long narrow nose. "What do you want from me?" The man asked Eric in a deep voice. "I'm going to miss my plane. Can you please move?" Eric waited for the man's response. "Give me your money." The man mumbled, but he was clear enough for Eric to understand. "Huh?" Eric asked, dumbfounded. "I said, give me your money! Then I'll move." "But- I don't have any." Eric lied to the guy. The man laughed a deep laugh. By the looks of ya, you got money." He laughed again. Eric shook his head. "You're not getting my money." The guy made a grab for him, leaving a path. Eric ran to the airport and dashed inside. He looked for his plane to New York. "Excuse me," He said to a lady at a counter, "where's the plane to New York?" She looked up and shook her head. "It's gone."
Anything Else You Want Me To Know: Eric is one that believes in love at first site.
;D
