HART, jason trevor

[jason trevor hart.]

w e ' r e o n b u r l e s q u e t i m e ,

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oh hai there! my name is taylor and i'm a pretty smokin' girl. you may have seen me around before. after all, i have been roleplaying for a year and 4 months. i'm pretty awesome and i dig equally awesome people, which is why my playby is david henrie. he's pretty gnarley. anyway, not only do i play this hot dude, but i also play no other characters yet. i'm the coolest - i even read the rules! want proof? mixit. exactly!

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well hey there, beauty. what's your name?

uh, please don't call me beauty. My name's jason trevor hart. My mom picked out my first name, cause it's her younger brother's name, who died when she was 5; he was 2. trevor I got because it's my dad's name. And hart, well..that's obvious.

pretty name! how many years have you been blessing this world with your presence?

okay. Well i'm eighteen. My birthday's october 9th. So yeah. Do the math as to the year. It isn't rocket science.

tell me, why are you here again?

i'm going to high school here. I'm from america though, but i've lived here for several years now. We moved here when I was thirteen. So yeah. 5 years so far.

do you prefer boys, girls, or both?

i'm straight. Don't tell anyone though, but I got really drunk one night at a party and made out with a guy. No big deal, but I don't want to ruin my rep or something. I don't know what anyone'd think if I told them.

tell me about your love life, sweetie.

well I like relationships, but flings are alright if you're not totally ready for a commitment. I think that i'm going to be ready for a real relationship whenever the time's right. When I meet a great girl. When I feel that spark, but I haven't felt it yet. So i'm just waiting.

what do you like to do?

ok. Well I like to read, draw, hang out with friends, I like eating, dating, going to movies, watching specials on national geographic, going online, and just being at home with my family.

what grinds your gears?

i don't like gossipy girls, bears, maps, school, purses, dictionaries, when I can't find my remote, driving because in all honesty i'm afraid i'll run someone over, voting, and working with my hands, cause i'm a bit of a klutz; so i'll end up dropping it or falling over it.

what makes you cower in fear?

well i'm not a fan of wells. That's how my mom's younger brother died. He was running around, had just learned to run actually a few days before, and he fell into the well. My mom went to get her mom, and when she did well...you get the idea. He wasn't responding. My grandmother still blames herself for not paying good enough attention. My mom thinks she could've stopped him. I just don't like thinking about it; I have an uncle that's dead, that I could've known, but I didn't. It's very upsetting to me.

tell me - are you an innocent little one?

i've done underage drinking. But that's about it. I've gone to a few parties that got out of control back home, even if I was only 12. we lived in the bronx. In a bad neighborhood. Parties always got too out of control back then. Sometimes they still do.

ha! i knew it! what're some of your secrets? i won't tell!

hmm...well, I lost my virginity when I was fifteen. That summer. She was just visiting. I feel head over heels. I'm wondering if she'll ever come back but I know she won't. It's a long shot, so yeah...but i'll live. Right?

what about your parents? are they good people?

My mom's name is Lila Hart, my father's name is David Hart. They're both great people. I get along better with my dad, maybe because I'm afraid of saying the wrong thing around my mom. I just don't want to hurt her. I've always wanted a brother but I never told her because of what happened to her. What if that happened to me? Maybe that's why I don't want to talk to her. I'm afraid that she'll convince me that it could happen to me too.

surely you have some siblings?

Only child, but like I said I want a younger brother.

what do you want to do with your life?

I want to graduate top of my class. I'm quite smart, so yeah. I also want to find the right girl for me. I'm a bit of a hopeless romantic sometimes. I've never had much luck with love, so I want to date more in the future.

you're amazing! tell me something else, love.

uh...i can't think of anything. And stop calling me weird names that you only call chicks, ok?!

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Sharpay sighed. Why did things become more difficult as you got older? When she was just 10, she was a blond with pretty hair and nothing was ever wrong. But now she was married, with a daughter, and everything just seemed to get harder. Nothing could go right for the beautiful blond, and sometimes brunette since she dyed her hair often and such. Sharpay needed to get everything straight with her life. For once she just wanted to know that her life was going to go the right way. Maybe that's why when she saw that ad for the fortune teller she decided to go see her. It was a stupid idea in her perspective. Newt would think it was stupid too. They both knew that they were meant to be together, right? But why was she always doubting all the things that happened. Every little thing was a mistake or an accident to her. She didn't think she'd ever be happy. Maybe that's why she got the idea to also keep the record contract from Newt. She just wanted to do this for herself for once. To be someone. Not letting anyone know was going to get frustrating quickly. So she decided something. Maybe she should tell Ethan. Ethan was such a great cousin. He loved her and everything. He'd keep the secret. But her twin brother Ryan would work too. She was going to have to think this out a little bit better. She sighed and crumpled the paper. She had to do this for her. She had to.

Sharpay grabbed the phone and listened to the dial tone for a few seconds. Then she dialed the familiar number to the babysitter that she trusted for Tori. She asked if she could come over and just stay with her for a few hours. It'd give Sharpay enough time to not only go to the fortune teller, but to...maybe, just maybe, think things through for once and get an idea. Newt was off buying groceries. He'd take hours. He'd probably call the house three or five times, so Sharpay left a list of things on the table for the babysitter so if he called she could read off the things Sharpay wanted specifically, mostly brands, not just things in particular. Sharpay grabbed her purse and swung on her dancing heels. They were the only fast thing she could find downstairs without going upstairs and waking Tori.

The babysitter finally showed up twenty minutes later, giving Sharpay enough time to write up the list and also think of things to mention to the fortune teller. She could mention how she was a recovering alcoholic, how Newt had gotten drunk at that fund raiser and kissed a guy. Not just any guy, but Sharpay's friend and ex-enemy, Chad. Things were getting tougher by the moment now, not just by the day or week or month. Everything got even more insane. She sighed, then stood up. “Thanks for doing this for me, Marcy. I have to go. But there's a list on the table. If Newt calls, just...read what I gave you. It's easy to follow. You know where everything Tori needs is. I'll be back in maybe two hours? Okay. Bye.” Sharpay said, rushing out the door and closing it. She went to her car. She turned the key in the ignition and got out of the driveway. She sighed and turned on her blinker, going towards the grungier area of the city. She pulled up into a parking spot on the side of the street. She got out of her car after parking it and closed the door, with a tiny slam. She walked up to the fortune teller's door. She sighed. This wasn't going to be good. She could sense it for some reason. She felt a bad vibe. She read the door's window. It said 'MADAM COULET. PSYCHIC & FORTUNE TELLER EXTRAORDINAR.' Sharpay pursed her lips. She hoped this worked out the right way. She felt her hands shaking. She looked down at them. She opened the door without thinking. The place was just like all the places you saw on TV. Bad fabric on tacky looking chairs. It looked like someplace in the seventies strippers would take their clients to, like back room of a strip club. Sharpay didn't know how she knew that, but she got that thought out of her mind fast enough to notice a lady sitting at a chair. She motioned for Sharpay to come forward. Great...Sharpay gulped. This would be interesting...Maybe. If she could survive it. Sharpay sat down. This would be...an interesting experience.