Jenny Eat World's Polyvore

- brianna sasha loukili, 18
• birthday: march 30th
• from: los angeles, ca
• bri bri brianna. brianna grew up an well polite girl thanks to her mother but later on turned into an edgy stefani germanotta type, she got into modeling and dating. her personality now is very "i don't give a f/uck." in the past she's dated lots of guys and dated one girl, she's very s/lutty and doesn't want to be tied down by no means. brianna prefers to be called bri or bri bri or brianna. she worked as a model and does commercials but hasn't made it big yet, which is what she aspires to do. brianna wants to be a model and actress and each day she gets closer. once brianna was 16 she emancipated herself from her parents and moved out with her 25 year old boyfriend which didn't last for long, but it helped brianna become very...experienved. brianna hates girly girls, fruity drinks, and loud kids. she loves loud music, hard alcohol, glitter, and sex. she isn't very smart but her specialty is music. in her free time she creates music and s/lutty outfits. brianna's biggest fear is not making it big time and not being good enough. brianna has what it takes, she just has to try a little bit harder and drop her attitude. ms.brianna thinks she's cute.
• model: lily aldridge (it was actually maryna linchuk but I don't really like her and I fell in love with the character so I changed it. I hope that's alright)
taken by: open for audition
 
story will be up by tomorrow.

I don't know if someone found this already
or if anyone even wants to use it but I just found this t-shirt so adorably nerdy I had to show you guys ;)

no actually I did this instead of studying for my history test tomorrow.
Well what can I say?
I'm a pro at crastinating
First time trying templates.
I'm not sure it that's a yay or a nay...
probably a nay.
since templates are not very creative now are they?

Pahahaha
this is so typical!
I'm going to HAVE to convince my mom to get me this for Christmas or something ....
She'll probably be slightly irritated and disgusted at first but she'll get over it ;)

+Holly Madison Fitzgerald
-Age; 17
-Grade; Senior
-Biography;
-Model; Nina Dobrev
-Link to my profile:
http://www.polyvore.com/cgi/profile?id=901543
 
Where: Business Party at the Palace Hotel
Music: some classical shit
With: Mother (oh joy)
Hair: Messy high ponytail
Nails: bright red
 
"Now Holly, please BEHAVE for once." my annoyingly uptight mother pleaded in a nasal voice, fiddling with the zipper of her Marc Jacobs clutch. "I don't want another fiasco like at the MET gala."
Rolling my eyes I snatched a glass of Champagne off the tray a bypassing waiter was carrying.
"Whatever!" I muttered under my breath before stalking off towards the restrooms.
I closed the cabin door behind me, guided the glass of prickling liquor to my mouth chugging it down with one hand and digging through my purse for a cigarette with the other. Lighting the little lifesaver I sat down on the toilet and took a long drag.
Usually I was never one to mope at a party but due to the presence of both my parents that was kind of unavoidable.
I was seriously considering to leave when I got a text from Scarlette.
 
Where are you?
- S
 
A smirk spread across my face. Apparently my partner in crime had just arrived. Maybe this evening wasn't going to be as bad after all.
 
Ladies room. I'll be out in a sec. Meet me at the buffet.
- H
 
I replied while stepping out of the cabin. Quickly checking my makeup in the large mirror over the sinks I stuffed my phone back into my purse and threw my cigarette into a bin.
 
"Thank GOD you're here! I would've died if I had to spend another second here alone!"
Scarlette laughed kissing my cheek. "That's what I'm here for! Now whaddaya say we spice this shit up?"
"Always" I grinned.
 
A half dozen shots later we were about ready to dance on the tables but a loud scream interrupted our attempt. Some old lady came running out of the restrooms. "FIRE! THERE'S A FIRE IN THERE!"
In a matter a seconds everyone had piled up around the exits, trying to get out as soon as possible.
Scarlett grabbed my hand and even though we were wearing heels at least 4 inches taller than any other womens in the room and we were beyond tipsy we were the first to escape onto the save street.
Somewhere between hysteria and a laughing fit we sat down on the sidewalk.
After we had calmed down a little I looked up at the sky and quietly said
"I think the fire was my fault"
"What?" Scarlett murmured half asleep.
"I think I might have caused the fire. I threw my fag into the bin without putting it out."
For a few seconds none of us said a word. The honking of cars, fire truck sirens and the whispers of a couple hundred exited bystanders were all I could hear.
After what seemed like forever she finally broke the silence.
"Well shit!"

kay so I've never been able to actually define my style so I made a collection of clothes I really like. This is where you come in. It would be awesome if you could look at this:
http://www.polyvore.com/my_hearts_desire/collection?id=615020
and tell me what you think my style is.
In return you can ask for anything ...
no sexual favors though, guys ;)

... they cut me open. You look right through.
Split Me Wide Open // The Bravery

The third day of Warped Tour was coming to an end and we were about to leave for Phoenix. We had all day tomorrow to get there so the guys were out buying all sorts of alcohol to pass the time during the trip and I was changing into clean clothes. Because no one was there I didn’t bother using the back lounge.
As it turned out that was a bad idea because as soon as I had put on my underwear the door flew open and about 13 guys spilled into the bus.
“Well hellooo there.” A brown haired guy I recognized as the lead singer from All Time Low smirked, eyeing me from head to toe.
Suddenly self-conscious of my pretty much naked body I covered what could be with my arms.
“Watch it Gaskarth!” Caleb snapped. “That’s my sister you’re talking about!”
“What?” he gasped looking from my brother to me. “But she CAN’T be related to you!”
“Why is that?” I asked angrily. I hate it when people talk about me like I’m not there.
“Cause you’re pretty.” A tall guy with white rimmed glasses grinned.
I raised my eyebrow. Was he flirting with me?
“And you are?”
“I’m John Gomez and that” he pointed at the slightly smaller guy next to him “is my brother Stephen.”
A quick smile spread across my face “From The Summer Set right?”
“Jup.” Stephen answered
“Riley.” I introduced myself. “I’d shake you’re hand but I think it’d be best if I put on some clothes first.”
In case you haven’t noticed: I’m the kind of girl that overplays her embarrassment with blunt, unnecessary comments.
“Awww.” Alex whined but quickly shut up after receiving a glare from Caleb.
When I came back out of my cabin (fully clothed this time) the guys had spread out over the entire bus. Caleb was grabbing beer from the fridge and handing it to Kyle, Jonathan and Rian and Zack from All Time Low who all sat around the kitchen table. Marc, Austin, Kent and Alex were bickering over the music choice and Jack and the Gomez brothers were trying to light each others farts on fire (STD anyone? ;).
When Seth saw me come in he walked over to me and we sat down on the couch next to each other.
“Oi Caleb!” I yelled. “Be a dear and hand me two?”
“Incoming!” he shouted before throwing two bottles across the room.
I caught them smoothly and bowed towards the applauding Jack Barakat.
“So what are you guys doing here anyway?” I asked no one in particular.
“We invited them over for a bus party.” Kent prompted. “They can stay with us till we get to Phoenix.”
Suspiciously I eyed each of them. “And where are they going to sleep?”
“I’M SLEEPING IN A BUNK WITH RILEY!” John and Alex yelled jumping up at the same time. Surprised they looked at each other and muttered “Damn.”
“The only one I’m going to sleep in a bunk with tonight is Zack.” I grinned, sitting down on his lap. “Play along” I whispered into his ear.
He smirked wrapping his arm around my waist. “Exactly. Riley is mine.”
“WHAT???” Caleb, John, Seth and Alex yelled at the same time.
“Ok you have GOT to stop doing that!” Kent groaned but no one seemed to notice.
I looked around at the shocked faces and burst into laughter.
“Haha … oh god! … you should see your faces!!!”
Zack joined in on my laughter, quickly followed by Stephen, Rian, Jack, Kent, Austin, Marc, Kyle and Jonathan.
The rest of them just looked at us perplex.
“I was kidding. For god’s sake, loosen up!” I giggled.
Neither of them even cracked a smile. “Oh forget it!” I murmured.
“Who wants to play Kings?”
 
“Jacky you were the last one!” I slurred.
“Not true.” He pouted.
“Yes true!” John laughed.
When Jack still didn’t budge Rian flipped. “You were the last one to point to the floor so just fucking drink already!”
“But I *hiccup* can’t anymore!” Jack whined. “If I drink one more sip I will *hiccup* throw up all over your god damn face!”
Everyone groaned. Well everyone who wasn’t asleep already *caugh*Caleb*caugh*.
After Jack decided he couldn’t play anymore most of the guys went to sleep as well and the only ones left were Alex, John, Seth, Zack and I.
“Bad news.” Seth announced arriving back from the bunk area. “All the beds are taken.”
“Guess we’re gonna have to sleep on the couch.” I murmured.
We looked at each other expectantly and as if on cue everyone stormed (more like stumbled as fast as we could) for the couch.
“Ha!” I yelled triumphantly as I lay down in the middle of the sofa.
Alex and Zack lay down on one, Seth and John on the other side of me.
“What is this? A Riley Sandwich?” I groaned. Trust me it’s not comfortable being squished by guys a lot taller than you from both sides. Even if those guys were extremely attractive.
“Hell yeah!” Alex laughed wrapping his arms around my waist.
I tried to wiggle out of his hold but he just held on tighter.
From the other side someones legs tangled with mine. Well it could really only be John because Seth would never do that. Right? RIGHT?!?
I groaned silently. This was going to be a long night.
 
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this is pretty bad. i'd promise you that it'll get better but I'm not too sure about that.

sooo ...
I decided to just post this and see what the reactions are.
It's neither very long nor all that interesting but hey ...
it's just the first chapter.
 
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“Oh for fu.cks sake would you just get out of there?”
I screamed at the reluctant can of Red Bull that got stuck in the vending machine in front of me.
 
“We can do this the easy or the hard way. It’s your choice.”
 
When the stupid can showed no attempt of moving out of the slit I stepped a few feet back and ran full force into the machine.
 
“Da.mnit!” I cursed rolling my shoulders back and forth. “If only this stuff didn’t taste so good …”
 
Grabbing the can and opening it at the same time it only took seconds before the tasty goddess flooded my mouth.
 
“Ahhh, caffeine.” I sighed relieved. Going on tour with a band really had its down sides … one of them being constant sleep deprivation.
 
Don’t get me wrong I was more than grateful that my brother offered me the spot as their merch girl, therefore effectively getting me out from under our parents all seeing eyes but constantly living on a bus with seven guys was really not easy.
Not that I don’t love every single one to death but it sucked having no one to talk to about … you know girl stuff.
 
“Riley! You coming?” my best friend Seth yelled. “We gotta be at the first venue soon.”
 
Yes, even my best friend was a boy, so no help there either.
If you thought about it I’d always been one of the guys. Mainly thanks to my brother.
 
I chugged down the last bit Red Bull before scrunching the can, throwing in into the nearest bin and stepping onto the bus.
 
I was greeted by a few tired ‘hey’s and nods from the other guys before Seth stepped in front of me, hand outstretched expectantly.
 
“What?” I asked raising an eyebrow.
 
“My Red Bull. Hand it over!”
 
“Ohhhh …” I murmured, dragging out the syllables. “About that …”
 
Seth let out an overdramatic gasp “Please don’t tell me you forgot!”
 
“Sorry cupcake” I replied mockingly.
 
“Nooooooo!” he screamed theatrically before fake-fainting on Calebs and Jonathans laps, who sat around the small table in the kitchen area.
 
“Get off you fag!” Jonathan laughed pushing him onto the floor.
 
“Ouch!” Seth whined rubbing his butt. “What is this? National ‘Hurt-Seth’s-feelings-day’?”
 
“Huh … I thought that was every day of the year …” Caleb smirked high-fiving me.
 
Mature as he is, all Seth did was stick out his tongue before stomping into the front of the bus probably to ask the driver how long we still had till the venue.
 
“Who’s on this tour anyways?” Kent, who had just appeared in the doorway asked.
 
“Dude I have no idea.” Caleb replied.
 
“There are so many bands I’ve lost count.” I added. “But it’s Warped Tour I mean who do you aspect to participate? Britney Spears?”
 
“Hey!” Kyle snapped, stepping in behind Kent. “No joking about Britney. She’s VERY misunderstood.”
 
Exchanging a quick glance Caleb and I jumped up simultaneously and sang “I'm just a soul whose intentions are good. Oh Lord, please don't let me be misunderstoooooood!” into imaginary microphones as loud as we could. (a/n: Incase you don't know the song: SHAME ON YOU. haha jk ... no really. you should know it)
 
“God, you guys are so weird!” Kyle groaned shaking his head. “Why am I even friends with you?”
 
“Oh, puh-leeeease!” I said in the bitchiest tone I could manage. “You should like soooo not be talking.”
 
“Seriously Riley?” Jonathan asked. “Even I could have done that better and I’m a dude!”
 
“So? Are you telling me it’s a BAD thing I’m unable to be b.itchy?” I questioned.
 
“Hell no!” Seth chimed in from behind me. “You’re the only normal girl I know. If you turned all … well girly I don’t know what I’d do.”
 
“What so now you’re saying I’m not a girl?” I asked angrily. Of course I wasn’t really angry (trust me I know that I’m not a very girly girl) but it was fun to see Seth sweat.
 
“No, that’s not what I meant. I-“
 
“Duuuuude!” Caleb laughed. “She’s messing with you.”
 
“Awww.” I groaned flicking his forehead. “You ruined my fun, a.sshole!”
 
“That’s my job, sis.” He grinned.
 
I stuck my tongue out at him just like Seth had earlier and sat down on the floor Indian style.
 
“So when are we arriving in Carson anyway?” Austin asked.
 
“In about 15 minutes.” Seth replied sitting down next to me.
 
“What shall we do until then?” Kyle asked.
 
“Well…” I smiled gesturing towards their only by boxer shorts covered bodies. “It’s just my humble opinion but changing into decent clothes seems like a good idea.” I was basically wearing the same attire only that my chest was covered by a plain black top.
 
By now I was so used to seeing the guys without shirts that it didn’t bother me at all but trust me in the beginning it was pretty hard to concentrate on anything else. I mean … I AM a woman after all.
 
The guys disappeared into the back lounge to change and I poured myself a bowl of cereal. I was always the last to change because the boys had no problem undressing in front of each other.
 
Five minutes, one cereal box (yes I said box), a few crashing noises and some pretty heavy cussing later the bunch of them reappeared and I had the back part of the bus all to myself.
 
After a quick shower (2 minutes tops) I slipped on a pair of ripped jeans shorts, a ‘sorry for partying’ top revealing my many tattoos and my old worn off keds.
I had barely just pulled my hair up into a messy ponytail when someone yelled “We’re here!”
 
Let’s do this sh.it.

 
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and? thoughts?

So yeah I have this idea for a fan fic but I dunno if it's any good ...
 
It's basically not a love triangle or square or pentagon or whatever it's more like this whole tangled web of affection, love and desire all circulating around this girl (not named yet. any ideas?). The guys fighting over her are Zack, Alex, John (Gomez) and her best friend (not named yet either. suggestions?). Her big brother is Caleb (they look a lot alike in the pictures don't they?) He's trying to protect her from all evil but failing miserably because ___ [enter name here] doesn't know who of the guys really wants her for herself and not just for her body or to make somebody jealous so she might just choose the wrong guy to give her heart to.
 
Oh and in case you haven't guessed it yet: the whole thing is taking place at warped tour.
I might bring in some other people and bands (the maine or you me at six anyone?) later but I'm not sure yet.
 
aaaaaaaand?
whaddaya think? would you read?
if yes what should I name her and her best friend?