simon, cecilia lacey

[cecilia]

Cecilia Lacey Simon
nineteen ,, los angeles ,, guitarist ,, straight ,, spontaneous
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Hello there, my name is Cecilia, CC. There isn't really to much too me, I'm very easy to figure out. Well lets see, I'm nineteen, but age is just a number. I still to everything your supposed to do when your twenty one. I dropped out of high school to open a piercing parlor in my basement, and ended up getting kick out of my house for. But that was three years ago. I was born on July twentieth and it's my favorite day of the year. I play guitar in a band called Junesong Provisions, even though I never wanted to be a musician. And thats really all there is.

I've always tried to stand out with my looks. When i was younger I was pretty plain looking, and always that I was really dull, so when I hit sixteen and my mom stopped really caring what I did with my body I went crazy. I wear alot of vintage shit I find in thrift stores, because most of my money goes to shoes and hair dye. I change piercings almost weekly and I have many scars to prove it. I wear alot of bright colors and very form fitting clothes. I'm the girl that wears a tutu to the mall just to get strange looks.

I've always been pretty loud when I'm in a comfortable situation for myself. Like if I'm with my friends, or a little drunk. However when I'm around new people, or men, I'm really sort of quite and shy. I can wear crazy-ass things but when it comes to opening my mouth and having conversations with people I fall flat. However, like I said gimme a little booze and I'm pretty much a wild child. I might be small but I have no problem keeping up with the big boys. I can party pretty much all night when I need to. I'm very happy, to be honest, it takes a lot to get me down. I'm also more of a loner then most people. I like my solitude and just relaxing with music and book.


I was born and raised in Los Angeles to a really big family. I have five siblings and we've always had a foster kid or three. My house was always full and my mom was always busy. She's my idol to be honest. Although growing up i did alot of things for attention. I skipped, and did drugs, and always had some crazy plot just to make her worry. I ended up dropped out of school before senior year, and got kicked out. My brother took my in and just when I was starting to think about going back to school I was asked to be in a band. I'd never even though of music as a career before, but who can pass up being a rock star?"





^{hey, so i'm dia. i've been roleplaying for four years now. as well as this character, i also play none. you can reach me by PM if you need me for anything. i found made up stories by 'this is all we got' and i'm pretty glad i did. here's an example of mah skillz. (:}

Cecilia hadn't really been sleeping to good lately. Nothing was keeping her away she just had been up pretty much all night the past week. It had been hard for her to fall asleep. So seeing the sun coming up before she had drifted off wasn't a huge surprise. She sighed loudly, and rubbed her eyes. Waking up is hell when you never went to bed. She climbed out of bed slowly, trying to keep her balance, she wasn't a morning person. Cecilia moved to the mirror and started at herself. Her hair was a mess, her make up which she hadn't washed off last night was very smudgy and she look exhausted. She sighed again and took a quick shower. Waiting for her hair to dry she was going to go get some breakfast.

She needed tea. The little caffeine addicted would develop a huge migraine if it wasn't in her system soon. She sighed seeing that her family was out again. She sighed sadly and moseyed upstairs again to dry her hair and start reapplying her makeup trying to hide the bags she had under her eyes. Cecilia dressed in a pretty simple outfit. White skinnys, and white tank top with a grew sweater over it, purple chucks, and a purple hat. Her shirts were wrinkled, her jeans had a stain, she certainly wasn't dressing to impress anyone.

Cecilia shoved her money and phone in her pockets and left the house. The walk to the nearest coffee house wasn’t' that far but it was pretty cold out, Cecilia pulled her arms into her chest and shivered. Her chin tucked into her chest trying to protect her small body from the cold winter wind. Even in the cold it was still pretty sunny out. Cecilia walked very quickly to the coffee shop trying to avoid eye contact with everyone. Cecilia hated going out alone, she always felt really insecure it didn’t help that the shop was packed with business types getting their joe before work. Cecilia stood in line for what felt like hours before finally getting herself a hot cup of tea.

She tried to sit down at a table but everyone was pushing so close to her and staring down at her, or it felt that way anyways. Finally staring at her spot on the wall avoiding the eye of everyone in the room she couldn’t really handle it anymore and got up to leave. Cecilia had to make the hard choice of the cold windy weather or a crowded coffee shop. Her unnatural fear of people staring at her forced her out into the cold. She shrived automatically. Cecilia could feel her cheeks turning the shade of red from being out in the cold so much. She walked down the street to the harbor. It was always her favorite place to sit and think. She likes boats. The harbor was more full of older folks just taking care of their boats which was something she found comforting.

Cecilia grabbed a seat on the bench and sat down clutching onto her tea for wamth.

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