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YOU SAY WE'RE BOTH LITTLE PEOPLE AND YOU LIKE IT THAT WAY,

NAME: Mikaela Sofia Vanderbilt
NICKNAME: Mika, Mickey, Sophie
AGE: Nineteen
GENDER: Female
SEXUALITY: Straight
BIRTHDATE: December 4th
GROUP: Senior
SCHOOL: Preston Heights
GRADE: Twelfth

BUT IN TIME I'M GONNA PUT THIS BODY TO SHAME,

Mikaela's hair probably seems like it's constantly going through changes -- mainly because it is. Having parents, of whom are both Dutch and English she caught their genes or light, fair hair. When she was born, her hair was a nearly nonexistent shade of white. As a baby, her hair seemed to only get lighter and lighter, staying at the lightest shade of platinum blond until she was about seven. Finally, her hair started to get a tad bit darker as the years rolled along, yet it managed to stay a soft shade of sandy blond, and that has stuck with her throughout her teenage years. But if there is one thing that has been consistent, is her hair's length. Of course when she was born she had hardly any hair, but her mother soon let it grow. Since she was younger, her hair has grown and has found it's comfortable length which is quite far beneath her shoulders. And she has the annually three month trim to make sure it stays healthy, but keeps it's length. In her opinion, short hair is masculine, and it is something you wouldn't be able to catch her with. As far as her hairstyles go that is almost as consistent as her length. Once in a great while you will see her with her hair pulled back in a pony tail, but that is about as rare as a lunar eclipse -- for she tends to wear her hair down at all times. Luckily, her hair has it's own natural flow that doesn't tend to require much styling. Her mother's hair was naturally curly, and her father's was just the opposite. With the combination of the two, Mikaela ended up with hair that drys with natural waves.

There is one word, and one word only to describe Mikaeala's eyes, and that is stunning. Her eyes are absolutely beautiful and they are a very uncommon shade of blue. Her mother and father both had brown eyes, along with 90 percent of her family. But somewhere in the gene pool, she ended up with aqua blue eyes. When you look into her eyes it's like you are looking into a magnificently blue ocean, like the waters of the Caribbean. But you aren't, obviously. Unlike other people who have eye colors that change with lighting and change with age, Mikaela's commonly don't. The second she was born she had the brightest, most sapphire blue eyes, and to this day she still does. Mika would be absolutely horrified if over the years her eyes lost their beauty because they are definitely one of her more defining features. They're not even the type of blue that people buy as colored contacts -- they're far better and much more captivating than plain old royal blue, but lucky for Mikaela it's au natural, and those colored contacts are not needed. In different light settings the color tends to change but it's never anything too drastic, just darker or lighter. Honestly, if you look into them, you never want to look away. That has been quite the case one time or another, and to be completely honest, it kind of freaks her out when she's talking to someone and they won't glance away from her eyes. But then again, it's better than looking at her chest.

Mikaela's father was a big man. Not weight wise, but height wise. He was the tallest of his four brother's coming in at 6'5" and quite possibly the tallest man Mikaela had ever seen in person. Then there was her mother, who was also quite tall at 5'8". But coming in at 5'9", Mikaela is all leg. Aside from her gorgeous eyes and hair, her legs are ravishing. Yes, she has ravishing legs. They aren't obnoxiously long, but they're quite long and toned. Mikaela has never been one to strain herself over working out, but that doesn't meant she doesn't do it. One could say she was blessed with a fast metabolism, but that's not enough to keep one in shape. With the help of that, she does manage to go on daily jogs five days a week, and she tends to stay away from fast food. From her years of athletic development which include track, soccer and cross country, she's acquired a nice stomach, almost flat except for the fat that is kind of necessary for all females. For the most part, her body is considered skinny and athletic, in comparison to her tall height of 5'9. Her body is long and lean, and her legs are a little longer than average, but they look good on her, and she shows them off whenever she feels like. She loves her body, and really wouldn't change it for anything, although she can still have insecure moments.

In all honestly, there is nothing extremely distinguishing about Mikaela. Yes, she is beautiful -- she's the typical California bombshell, but there is nothing that really sets her apart from any other tall, thin, blond -- or so she thinks. People's opinions tend to vary, some may call her exquisite, and then there are the people who think the same way she thinks of herself, and that is nothing special. As far as marks on her body that are distinguishing, there is one slight mark. The mark is small and on her chin. It's hardly visible unless you are beneath her, looking at the bottom of her face. When she was five years old, her and her aunt were at the park, and in the summer heat she felt the urge to take a run through the sprinklers. Behind her she could hear her aunt crying out for her to stop, but she was quite careless and continued to do so until she fell and cut her chin, leading to six stitches which lead to the minor scar.

BODY TYPE: Athletic and slim
HAIR: Dark blonde, and naturally curly
EYES: Blue
HEIGHT: 5'9"
WEIGHT: 120
TATTOOS/PIERCINGS: Mikaela only has her ears pierced
DISTINGUISHING FEATURES: A scar on her chin
PLAY-BY: Madame Blake Lively

WEAR A SUIT LIKE MY OLD MAN,

Nathaniel and Stella Vanderbilt's relationship was one that was filled with romantic heat and passion; love blooming into their eyes. Nathaniel eventually became a successful lawyer, seeming to have a gift for prosecuting, while Stella turned to her family fortune to make her money. Stella was from a family with old money, so financially, they never had problems. It didn’t take long for Stella to conceive her first child, the nine months going by very quickly. She was lucky however, because Mikaela Vanderbilt was born right on time, and smaller than the average child. The little girl was soon to light up both of their lives in more ways than one. In her eyes, those electric blue eyes, there was something so fresh that they could hardly stand it. There was something about her that just radiated with life, though superficial reasons did drive them. They were a family that had wealth and money, so they insisted on having the best for Mikaela no matter what. But they also didn't want her to turn into a spoiled, self-centered brat, either. It was from a very young age, though, that Mikaela was different. She was a well behaved child, though one that was as curious as ever, crawling around and reaching for things, putting even the most acclaimed child proof locks to the test. There were more than several occasions where they were rushed to the emergency room, once when the little girl accidently sucking her hand into the vacuum cleaner, and once again when she fell off the dresser and cracked her head open.

Still, the little girl remained to be the pride and joy in their lives, their relationship standing the ties of her curiosity. They resided in Ontario, and they couldn't have been happier. Mikaela was a very normal child, doing just as her parents asked when they asked it. Mikaela was more than pleased as she grew older and learned to understand her life. She was always very naïve when it came to the ways of the world beyond her head, always so careless to the things that meant the most. It may have been for this reason, and for this reason only, as to why the death of her father was such a surprise.

She was fifteen when her father died, shattering her world of fairy tales and prince charmings. She was blasted into a reality that even she could not understand, and as she usually did, she was curious as to why. It was hard to undestand, how little her mother talked about her father's dead. Mikaela had known about her father's cancer, but the doctor thought it wasn't very serious. They also figured he had more time than expected. But just a month after Mikaela's fifteenth birthday, Nathaniel Vanderbilt lost his battle with cancer. She didn’t show it much, but Mikaela was devastated. She would have fallen apart if it wasn’t for the fact that her mother was a complete wreck. After the funeral, Stella would only go to work, come home with take out for Mikaela, and then go to bed. She did the basic things a mother needed to do, and that was it.

HOMETOWN: Ontario, Canada
MOTHER: Stella - 49 - Socialite
FATHER: Nathaniel - Deceased
SIBLING(S): N/A
PETS: Penny - Maltese/Poodle

PACK UP ALL MY THINGS AND GET MY ASS OUT OF TOWN,

The first thing you notice when you meet dear Mikaela, is the confidence she exudes. Growing up the way she has, has given her a self assurement and she isn't afraid to be extroverted and outgoing. Through this, it may be known that she can be very stubborn, and once she has her mind set on something she won't change it. She doesn't hesitate to break the rules of propriety, and she's very straight forward. Mikaela is also, above many other things, a complete and total flirt. She loves to walk into a room, bat those pretty eyes of hers, and hit on any guy that she deems worthy. Of course, Mikaela’s expectations in men are high, so if she hits on you, then you should consider yourself lucky. Just because Mikaela’s a flirt, though, doesn’t mean that she’s a slut. No, no, no, not at all. Sure, she’s been here and there a couple of times, but never with a guy she didn’t know. Mikaela believes that when it comes to affairs of the heart, don't do them. Affairs cause nothing but drama. Plus, under any circumstance, she really doesn't need anyone who is taken. Mikaela has limits, even with flirting.

The eighteen year old girl has a heart of gold. Believe it or not, Mikaela can be incredibly sweet. Few ever see it though, because few ever get to know her that well. She’s one of those types that will defend her own. She’s there for them when they need her, and she’s always ready to stand up for them if the time comes. Mikaela is also always one hundred percent of the time backing up her friends. She is a great friend to have, because she will never let you down. She's faithful to one's oath, commitments, or obligations, and she's incredibly loyal towards the people she loves. Although Mikaela can be a dove, she can also be your worst nightmare. Luckily, this side of her is rarely present. You see, Mikaela can’t be mean. She can be so nasty it’ll take your breath away - for good. But as long as you stay on her good side, you'll never see her in this shade of light. But once you backstab her, or show disloyalty, it'll cause her to release the inner ice queen that every young woman has inside her. She'll freeze you to the bone, because it's only what a classy woman would do, and if she has anything serious to her name, it is her class.

Mikaela is extremely outgoing. She has spent her entire life mingling with strangers and talking with people that she doesn’t even know. She’s not afraid to just be who she is, because she loves who she is, and she’d be the first person to walk up to a new kid at school. She’ll talk to just about anyone who will listen, and she’s really never been one to hide something. She’s never crossed the line of crazy, because you’d rarely see her at a wild, drunken party, but she has been to a club or party from time to time, but she’s never gotten carried away. Mikaela’s got a brilliant, happy, glowing personality about her, at times, and she’s capable of making just about anyone smile. She simply lets the world see who she is, and by doing so she let’s the world see what she’s capable of being.

What is love? An emotion? Or something uncontrollable that it can't be dominated? Mikaela Vanderbilt is a girl who likes to feel controlling and the thought of something affecting her - like love - scares her. So the minute guys get too close, she'll push them away. She's not usually girlfriend material, but she'll try and experience with boyfriends from time to time. She's not very promiscuous, but to think that she could be hurt by an emotion - or broken hearted, really panics her. But in her eyes, she's young. She's always going to be the temptress Mikaela Sofia Vanderbilt, and love isn't going to change her as a person. At least, she hopes it won't. Maybe it'd calm her down, who knows?

LIKES: parties, audrey hepburn, christmas, people, new things, adventure, high heels, the city, track, the beach, laying out, being tan, vacations, cotton candy, cross country, comedy, laughing, boys, all nighters, school, jogging, surprises, hot chocolate, snow, soccer, shopping, live music, decadence, people she loves, high - fashion, older men, gossip, puppies, leather

DISLIKES: arrogance, posers, prudes, people who think they're superior, beer, closed-mindedness, cabin fever, having nothing to wear or do, jerks, insults, petty rules, america's economy, bigots, anything petty, being without the people she loves, most guys her own age, know it alls, being home, sad movies, being on her own, growing up, being told to do something

FEARS: falling in love, growing up, spiders, heights, being alone, losing her mother, forgetting her father

DREAMS: to grow up, decide what she wants to do with her life, drop a lot of bad habbits & tendencies, be more dependent, fall in love.

WE'VE GOT IT GOOD,

Hi, I'm sammy and I've been around this world 16 times. I play mikaela and I found out about this site from an advertisement. I've been in this business for five years. If you need to contact me, please do it through email, PM or MSN. Oh, and by the way, brains are delicious.

WHETHER YOU LIKE THIS TOWN OR NOT,

--- It was just a continuous circle. Day and night. There was no change. Tripp would party and flirt with girls like it was the air he breathed. He would attend the crazy parties that lasted all through the night, and he would flirt with all the women who he deemed worthy. It was a cycle that he couldn't break. A cycle he didn't want to break. It was his comfort zone. To be honest, he didn't know how to act any other way. He would always ask himself, what else do I have to live for? He had experienced such pain in his life, that he truly believed that life was nothing but heartache and suffering. Life had thrown such unbeatable obstacles at him, and people wondered why Tripp was the way he was. It was just downright ridiculous. In his perspective, he believed that since you only have one life to live, you better live one hell of a life. So why bother with relationships that probably won't last, anyways? In Tripp's perspective, it was all pretty great. And it was much easier for Tripp to have meaningless relationships with random girls, then to talk about his feelings and act vulnerable around someone. Ever since his father had abandoned him, Tripp had built an exoskeleton around himself. The shell was strong enough to keep the ones he loved out, and strong enough to keep his true feelings from surfacing for the whole world to see. God forbid what would happen if someone actually knew how he felt on a day-to-day basis. They might actually feel sorry for the poor boy.

Behind that rough persona and those secretive blue eyes is a man not too many people get to see. Everyone has a persona nowadays -- a front they put up to hide those inner personalities. Some persona's, like Tripp's, don't compliment them at all. They're a distorted facade adapted to fit their surroundings and to survive in this growing world of terror. To the best of his ability, Tripp tries to act tough all the time. Now, don't get me wrong, he is tough and he'd likely win in a fight, but there's a deeper meaning to him. He believes, that unless you're a complete sociopath, there's something loving within you, and no matter how much you deny it -- the truth will come out, and one day someone or something will ignite that. For instance, with Tripp, his friends and family make him loosen up.

Buzzing somewhere in the depths of his pocket, Tripp's phone was desperately trying to grab his attention and get him in contact with Stella de Beau. He quickly fished out his phone and eyed the screen carefully, pondering any possibilities of hooking up with Stella. She wanted Tripp to meet her in the library, specifically after it got dark. Most of their secret hookups took place at night, so it wasn't surprising in the slightest. The boy smiled excitedly at the thought, suddenly picturing Stella in some sexy librarian getup. It was only a fantasy, of course. But a boy can dream! Still grinning his cocky grin, he peered out through his dorm window and realized that it was already starting to get dark. Might as well get there a little early. Grabbing a jacket for protection against the crisp breeze, Tripp ventured outside into the real world. It was eerily quiet on the school campus, and on several occasions, Tripp seriously believed that someone was following him. Of course, it was just his mind playing games on him, but it still freaked him out every-time. It took longer then he had expected to arrive at the library -- since he didn't visit the building often -- but he arrived there, nonetheless. With a content sigh and a lick of his lips, he ventured inside the abandoned library.

Tripp could barely see his own hands due to the dark lighting. It was pitch black in the library, but he pressed onwards. He walked towards the back of the library and waited, listening for any sounds and looking for any signs of movement. It was in this moment that Tripp was suddenly yanked into the library office by his shirt. He tripped clumsily at first, still stunned by the sudden attack until he saw a head of blonde hair, and a pair of dazzling blue eyes. Stella. He grinned widely as he saw her, unable to contain his excitement as she wrapped her arms around his neck. God, she was sexy. And she wasn't even wearing a slutty librarian getup! Chuckling softly as she locked the office door, Tripp wrapped his muscular arms around her petite waist and pulled her in, the smell of her hair nearly dizzying him. "We really should stop meeting like this," he chuckled playfully. His body was quivering uncontrollably, the touch of her fingertips sending electric charges through his veins. The sound of her voice made his knees weak, and as her lips grazed his, Tripp's grip on her waist tightened. He pulled her closer towards his chest, and when her lips grazed his, Tripp just about lost it. He wanted so badly to just pick her up and slam her against a wall, kissing every inch of her body while doing so. But he was able to reel himself in, fortunately. He wanted to wait just a little bit longer.

With a soft chuckle, Tripp let his lips graze her ear. "What exactly do you have in mind for tonight?" he asked humorously, tracing small kisses along her collarbone as he spoke. His soft lips grazed just by her collarbone, working their way up to her jawline and then to her neck, before making their way to her lips. He grazed his lips against hers, moderately grinning as he looked into her deep blue eyes, daring her to make the first move. He slid his hands up her sides, bringing her closer as a grin came across his lips. He could feel her body against him, and it only made him want her that much more. He was burning with such lustful desires, and he couldn't wait until things got a little bit steamier.

I KNOW IT'S SMALL BUT WITH A BIG HEAD,

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