chevalier, aubrey grace

[roth]

AUBREYGRACECHEVALIER

Say that you want me every day
That you want me every way
That you need me
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hello, my name is GRACE, i'm EIGHTEEN and i was born on JULY 14th. i guess that makes me a SENIOR and i've been A STUDENT at blackwood academy for A WEEK. people would say i'm FREE SPIRITED, UNPREDICATABLE, A TEASE, AND MANIPULATIVE and that i look a lot like KATTERINA GRAHAM but i just don't see it.

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Dear Diary,
It’s a little hard to think that eight years ago I was standing beside Grams coffin looking down at her. Things have changed so much since that day. Who would have thought that so called mother of mine leaving me wouldn’t have been the worse that could have happened to me. I mean looking back now I have no idea how I got to turn eighteen or how Luka even made it age twelve. Gods, there has just been too much.
Part of me wishes I could go back to the funeral and fight Aunt Annett taking me with her. Then again if I hadn’t gone with her I would hate to think what would have become of Luka without me there for him. The kid would have been dead without a doubt in my mind. Annett barely took the time to shower once a month let alone mind a kid. Goddess knows how many times I went out a hustled her drugs just to get that brat a sandwich. Though, I will admit that woman did one thing right, moving in time. Too many times I could have ended up the latest shooting victim if that woman hadn’t gotten paranoid her ex was catching up with us to kill her. All those moves were a blessing. But damn, I still don’t know what happened to that crazy bitch. Part of me hopes her ex caught up with her after everything she put us through.

Anyway, there was a reason I dug you out of my trunk and it wasn’t to bitch and moan over the past. See recently I got myself into some trouble, trouble that even Roth couldn’t get me out of. Gods know that Roth tried everything to get me out of trouble, but hopefully he will take care of Luka while I’m gone. But that can wait. You see something happened a few months back. I working an angle, a sweet target with more than enough to keep us on our feet for a while. A sassy little thing with money, but she failed to mention an important little thing. The guy I had seen around her now and then was her fiancé. The bitch. He caught us together one night. I tried to sooth him and get him to join us but apparently I wasn’t her first mess up. The bigger problem was that he found out about my stealing, how was I to know he put cameras in the bedrooms? Pervert. Let’s just say things got rough and he ended up in the hospital. Both of them pressed charges the fuckers. The judge gave me a choice I could go behind bars or come to this school. I had to choose the school. I didn’t feel safe enough to go behind bars. Not with the history I have with criminals and not to mention Roth’s enemies. Goddess knows that man has plenty of enemies.

So this is me trying to put down a few thoughts on paper while I still can. I leave in the morning. I’m nervous and yet not. It’s strange, I think I’m nervous more for the fact I have never been in a school. A life constantly on the move and on the dark side of the law kind of leads to that after all. But we’ll see. I’ll learn how to play the system and get back to Luka and Roth in no time. After all Roth is the best teacher there is out there. If I can’t play a dull teachers then how can I be a successful con-woman?

Well I have to go now diary, I have to meet with Roth and make sure he will be alright looking after dear little Luka for me. I’m going to miss my boys but I know this is the Gods way of testing me.
Until next time,
Grace

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your name; LADYAIR,
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other characters; NONE YET
how long you've been roleplaying; A LITTLE OVER 10 YEARS
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status; FINISHED

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