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The Apartments.

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The Apartments.

I'm strange and I know it

Faeya||20||90, 5'0||March 22
"No one really"
[phone]
She is a feisty individual. She doesn't care what people think and she can be said to be a very colorful person. She is very clever and kind, but brutally honest. She doesn't believe in holding back or trusting people easily. She is very soft toward anyone who needs it, but she can snap and it's not pretty. She is very whimsical and is usually daydreaming or writing.
Writing, daydreaming, animals, dressing strangely, hairdressing, doing make up, tattoos
Judgement, bullying, being told what to do or what to wear, lies, horrible haircuts and hairstyles
She was born to a beautifully dull family. Her father was an accountant and her mother was a church socialite. They wanted her daughter to be just like her, so they dressed Faeya in grey, black, or white. Faeya hated being so... colorless. She hated being the only girl in school that was plain. Faeya was bullied all the time by the other girls for being boring and fat, so Faeya started starving herself. She would use permenant markers to color on her clothing. Her mother would beat her every time she came home with color, saying that disobeying her was a sin. Eventually, when Faeya turned 17, she moved out and went to the wild side of town. She now wears strange outfits everyday and acts slightly childish.
She runs her own hair salon in her appartment bathroom and she owns a lot of animals. She also wears very colorful clothing that include tutus, animal ears, stockings, and ridiculous make up.

Mental Institution for Troubled Teens (Reboot)

Bump

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Faeya blushed and shook his hand. "My name is Faeya, but a girl could get used to being called beautiful." She smiled sheepishly. "Though, it's a word rarely used to describe me" she said admittedly. Then, her face went to a crimson tint. "I-I mean, I'm not trying to be overly modest. It was just an observation. I'm also not saying you weren't allowed to say, you have your right to do so; but... I'm rambling. I'm sorry." She bit her bottom lip softly.

Darius grinned in amusement. "That was an interesting introduction." He chuckled softly.

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Darius smirked. "What are you fine ladies up too?"

Faeya giggled softly. "That was quite the performance" she said with an amused grin. "I seriously doubt you'd survive through dinner if you get too many more surprise guests."

Mental Institution for Troubled Teens (Reboot)

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War of the Angelic Trio: Reboot

Furnia smirked. "Now, Celeste. You must dress properly if you are to be my messenger. Come come." Furnia stood to her feet and grabbed Celeste's small wrist. Furnia dragged her maid to the closet and threw the doors open. "You will look so beautiful." She smiled at the young girl. Celeste smiled sheepishly. She couldn't refuse her Majesty; especially with what she's gone through. Celeste would just have to grit and bare it. Furnia finally pulled out a white, velvet dress. It was the most beautiful dress Celeste had seen. Furnia smiled somberly at the dress. It was one that her husband bought her. She turned and handed Celeste the dress. "Go get changed. The meeting is in about thirty minutes so you have an hour." Furnia smiled and Celeste nodded, walking behind the changing wall in Furnia's room.

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Faeya noticed the girl with the short black dress and she sighed. Not in envy, but in boredom. She wasn't interested at all in parties. She saw a boy with glasses and decided she might as well look social. She walked over to him and said "not really interested in parties either?"
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Darius saw a girl in a short black dress and smirked. He saw another girl walk up to her, so he decided to walk up to them and smiled his sinfully charming smile. "Why hello, there. My name's Darius."

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Faeya groaned softly and said "why must I marry?" Her mother, Duchess, glared at her through the mirror. "Because I will not have my daughter become a spinster and I will not have her marry into a poor family in which we get absolutely nothing! Now, we must show off your best assets if you wish for a rich man." Her mother held a smug grin, knowing she was going to finally marry her daughter off. Faeya rolled her eyes and looked down at the dress. She hated dresses and the fact she wore a dress her mother picked for her made her want to destroy it all the more. Faeya turned to her and said "I look fine now mother!" Duchess inspected her work. Faeya sighed. She was fit into a tight black dress and curled her long red hair so it looked like fiery waves surrounding her. Duchess smirked mischievously. "This is excellent. Now hurry up and get to the ballroom!"

Faeya ducked out of the room so not to hear more rampaging from her mother. She quickly made her way out. It wasn't a long journey, so her parents were going to meet her at the ball. She, on the other hand, wanted to just go home and read. She finally made it and entered the room with ease. Faeya told the person at the door that her parents were coming soon and she entered the ball alone. Her eyes wandered the room for someone to talk too and, alas, no one. She sighed and walked over to a seat.
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Darius groaned as he walked along side his parents into the ballroom. "I'd much rather be at home, thank yo-" his father interupted. "No, you'd rather be partying with Dylan." Darius smirked slightly, but decided it wasn't the right time and just followed his parents. His outfit was the same as his father's, except a purple shirt instead of white. He hated ties and refused to wear them. Darius smiled mockingly next to his father, loving how his father hasn't noticed yet.

Mental Institution for Troubled Teens (Reboot)

Faeya's nightmares were only getting worse. She woke up screaming bloody murder when the alarm went off. She looked around the room and slowly settled down. Her nurse came into the room calmly and said "another night terror, Miss Tanner?" Faeya nodded and took the cup of medication she was given. She hadn't realized that tears were streaming down her face until the nurse wiped them away with her handkerchief. "There. Now, everyone's having breakfast. Are you okay enough to join them?" Faeya looked up silently and nodded. "Okay, good." Faeya slowly got off the bed and quickly got changed as the nurse stepped out of the rom and waited for her. She put on a black shirt with a long-sleeved hoodie and a pair of baggy jeans. She threw on a pair of converse and walked toward the cafeteria, the nurse following suit. Faeya hadn't had breakfast with the others in a while because she had an attack in the middle of their meal. She felt horrible, but she couldn't help it. Faeya's heart raced as the nurse opened the door for her. She stepped in and looked around. She sighed and grabbed a plate of food, but only really wanted an apple. Faeya looked around for somewhere to sit and decided to just sit near the door, by herself. The green-locked girl stared down at her plate of food and munched on her apple, silently wishing to be anywhere else.