HALE, rosalie lillian {NF}

[rosalie]

ROSALIE LILLIAN HALE


“LYRICS HERE”

WELL IT RAINS AND IT POURS
WHEN YOU’RE OUT ON YOUR OWN

YOUR NAME: Hallie
YOUR AGE: 15 1/2
YOUR EXPERIENCE: 3 1/2 Years
YOUR TALENT: Rosalie got up off the couch from reading her magazing, about an hour or two before the party. She decided she might as well start getting ready, or she'd forget about it and she would be late. Rosalie hated late, even if it was fashionably late. She slipped through the door of her closet all her thoughts buzzing through her head. Heading straight for the summer dresses. She didn't really think a formal dress would be that smart, though it would give her a lot of attention. She grabbed hangers off the racks discarding the dresses that didn't seem just right or even appropriate to her. Going through almost all her dresses she finally decided on which one to wear.

She then had to choose a pair of sandals. That shouldn't be hard for her, she onwned a lot more boots and flats then sandals, so she an easier choice. She looked at her cupboards on the wall full of shoes. Her eyes darting from every pair of sandals she owned. Not sure which one to choose, the dress was white, so as long as the shoes weren't white she should be fine. She grabbed a pair with jewels on them, purple ones to be exact. They were a pair she had bought months ago and never worn once. Like I said she never really wore sandals. Walking out of the closet, she threw her choosen outfit on the couch in her room, and headed for the bathroom.

Rosalie pulled out a tub full of hair things, she wasn't really sure what she wanted to do with her hair. Something casual and not to complicated was as far as she could get. Grabbing a brush she pulled it through her hair constantly as she thought of what she could do with her hair. Grabbing a handful of pony tails she split her hair right down the middle. She brushed her hair into pig tails that rested just in front of her ears on the side of her head, they were low, and not up high like little kids wear them. She then proceded to curl the ends of hair into ringlets. It looked pretty good, casual yet stylish enough for her.

She then went back into the bedroom to change into her outfit. She slipped into the dress, which she couldn't remember when she had boughten it, it could've been years ago for all she cared, it was cute and it looked great on her. Slipping on the sandals she went over and stood infront of the mirror stuck to the front of her closet door. She spun around a couple times, to make sure the dress looked and fit okay. She then stood still smiling at herself in the mirror. Oh how she loved her beauty, it was one of the two eternal things she loved. Shutting off the light she quietly shut the door. She walked slowly, at a human pace towards the huge staircase.

She got to the staircase and walked down the stairs, and stood by the frame of the dining room. She looked up the stairs as she saw Alice coming down them, she smiled at her sister. "Finally," she muttered barely audible. Though it was barely audible she knew the rest of the Cullen's could hear her. She looked around the room, wondering where Emmett was, she really didn't know and he didn't say anything about not coming in for a little while. She waited for others to start talking to her, rather than go up to some one and strike up a conversation.

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IF I CRASH ON THE COUCH
CAN I SLEEP IN MY CLOTHES?

CHARACTER NAME: Rosalie Lillian Hale
AGE: 18, 99
GENDER: Female
SEXUALITY: Hetero, Straight
SPECIES: Vegetarian Vampire
PLAY BY: Nikki Reed

CUZ I SPENT THE NIGHT DANCING
I’M DRUNK, I SUPPOSE.

PERSONALITY: Rosalie can be sweet if she knows you and respects you enough to do so. She has a slight tendency to be a b***h to people at times. She's very over protective and not afraid to fight. Rosalie can hold up her own end.
LIKES: 5+
DISLIKES: 5+
HOBBIES: 3+

EYE COLOR:
HAIR COLOR: FOR WOLVES, INCLUDE FUR.
HEIGHT:
WEIGHT;
BUILD:
IDENTIFYING FEATURES:

IF IT LOOKS LIKE I’M LAUGHING
I’M REALLY JUST ASKING TO LEAVE!

PARENTS:
SIBLINGS:
OTHER RELATIONS:
HISTORY: THREE+ PARAGRAPHS