Life After ANTM
ladyfaenya:
~ PHOTO SOON ~
Mirin Takashi:
She's sarcastic to a fault, bookwormy, competative, mild mannered, kind, sometimes reserved and nerdy. She does like to have fun though too but can sometimes be a little anal retentive over some things. Generally willing to get along with anyone, unless of course you've done something to piss her off. Even though she's competative by nature, she's a good sport about it. Mirin models because its something to do. :brain: lol
Give her a drink and she's happy. xD Though she's no alcholic, but a drink here and there surely wont hurt. She definately needs to work on her tan. Sometimes she does have her moments. :goofy:
Mirin
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(You two :laugh:)
:iamwithstupid111:
Semra:
Semra’s Bits
Prologue: Too old.
Semra sighed, absentmindedly pulling out small wisps of grass out of the ground next to her. The blue sky above her was almost blindingly bright. Chewing her lip in thought, she began to softly whisper potential baby names. ‘Autumn... Sara? No... Sky..? Way too cheesy...’
Today had been the day of the check-up. The doctor was finally able to determine the baby’s gender and knowing full well she hated being kept in suspense, Semra had asked. A girl. That would make one boy and two little girls.
‘I’m getting old...’ she murmured while throwing a few blades of grass towards the sky. Too old for modeling. The only jobs she’d be able to get were anti-wrinkle cream and hair-dye ads. Chuckling sadly, she propped herself up on her elbows. She spotted her daughter digging around the flowerbeds, searching for something. ‘Hana? What are you doing over there?’
‘Nooooooothing, mom!’ Hana yelled, quickly hiding something behind her back and looking caught.
Semra eyed her suspiciously. ‘Dawn… keep an eye on your sister, will you? I’m going to make some lunch for us.’
Dawn waved in acknowledgement and began swimming towards the edge. Groaning under the weight of her belly, Semra pulled herself up and waggled towards the kitchen. Her entire body ached. Too old…
A few hours later…[/i]
‘Honey, I’m hoooome!’ Jules grinned, throwing his keys on the table.
Semra looked up questioningly. ‘Did you get the groceries?’
Frowning at the lack of a warm welcome, Jules shrugged and rubbed the back of his neck. ‘Of course. They’re in the car.’
‘You know I can’t carry them all inside by myself, Jules!’ Semra whined.
‘Fine, I’ll just change real quick and get them. No need to get all worked up...’ Jules turned and headed for the stairs.
‘It’s a girl by the way, thanks for caring!’ Semra snapped at his back. He didn’t show any sign of hearing what she'd said and continued stomping up the stairs. Gritting her teeth, she crinkled the newspaper in her hands. ‘Bastard…’
The next day…
‘Oh Sophie, I just have no idea what to do with him!’ Semra exclaimed, rubbing her temples. ‘The man’s hopeless! You know how many times I called him yesterday? And when he came home he didn’t even ask! He doesn’t care about this baby or the children at all…’
Sophia pursed her lips and rotated the cup of coffee she was holding. ‘Semra, sweetie, the man’s an idiot. I told you before, you should’ve never married him. It’s a miracle you two are even together after all these years!’
Semra sniffled. ‘But… you know what happened! I was pregnant! The press would’ve had a field trip. Sweet and innocent Semra, getting knocked up?’
Shrugging, Sophia took a sip. ‘Wouldn’t have been the first. These things happen hon, that doesn’t mean you marry the first guy that gets you pregnant.’
Semra stared at her for a few seconds, then chuckled and shook her head. ‘You never change.’
Reaching over the table, Sophia tousled her hair a bit. ‘You’re still that same naïve kid from back then, too. Only with a few more wrinkles.’ She winked.
Semra reached up to her eyes and pouted. ‘Not that many!’ They both laughed and moved on to a lighter subject.
‘I still remember when we first moved in to the mansion,’ Semra sighed. She leaned back and rubbed her belly. The baby had been active today, kicking and turning.
‘Me too,’ Sophia placed her cup on the table and crossed her legs. ‘It was nothing compared to my own mansion of course, but it was alright.’
Semra rolled her eyes. ‘Not everyone’s loaded, Sophie. It was a huge improvement over my room on campus...’ She stared off into space a bit while remembering the events of the past 16 years.
End of Prologue: to be continued.
Buffy:
sharura, that is pure gold. love it.:worship: !!!!! sophia is such a cow :-P .
summer_wine:
oh wow that was good! i looked really hot LOL, that was my favorite part, btw just kidding!
i love it. i hope i get to read more soon! :)
and guys, feel free to give yourselves photoshoots or commercial thingies to do. :)
Miss Zora:
Oh, yay, Sharura, I loved it! :love2:
Hopefully I'll get to play soon too, I just finished final exams, WHEEE! :D
ETA: Finally got my bio up, yay. :P
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