Post by emerson noel berkovia on Aug 23, 2010 14:58:47 GMT -5
](EMERSON NOEL BERKOVIA)
( EIGHTEEN , SENIOR , SIERRA KUSTERBECK ,)
( SWEET,BITCH,CARING,BLUNT,VIBRANT)
( EIGHTEEN , SENIOR , SIERRA KUSTERBECK ,)
( SWEET,BITCH,CARING,BLUNT,VIBRANT)
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FULL NAME: emerson noel berkovia
NICKNAMES: em
KNOWN AS: the mother
WRINKLES: nineteen
"So I guess I’ll start off by saying I’m not like any other girl. .unlike some of the other girls you might see around here, shifting into corners, I’m probably the most outgoing person you could ever meet. There is not an ounce of shyness in my body. maybe this is the secret of popularity. Usually I’ll just bounce up to you and introduces myself, with a devilish smile that you can‘t help but to resist, you can't help but to become friends with me. this doesn't always work though, seeing as others tend to be more reserved. Don’t get me wrong I’m not one of those overly peppy people bouncing around waving pompoms, but I’m defiantly not afraid to sing at the top of my lungs and have a blast. People say my confidence makes me purely instinctual. I’m what some people would call a "free spirit." problem is though; I’m nice for about half of the day, unless you piss me off. I have a lot of pet peeves, but I usually try to keep my anger in check. don't underestimate me, however. just because of my height and my tendency to be overall happy, it doesn't mean I don’t stick up for myself or for the people I love and care about . oh yes, if it's anything I have it's integrity, I will not back down from a fight, and I will always stand up for what I believe in. I never apologize for myself, things with me are 'this is who i am, this is what i do, take it or leave it,' or 'that's what i like, that's what i do, because that's who i am.' You could also say I‘m a pretty brave person, and I knows were I stand. I refuse to change for any one. I’m usually very straight forward and blunt; now I’m not a load mouth that'll say things to hurt people for no reason. one of the things that piss me off and are at the top of my 'pet peeves' list is commitment issues. I hate committing, dating, and being in love yet I’m a complete a utter hopeless romantic. Why? I fall way too hard, way too much, and it takes a long time for me to recover again. usually when I’ve convinced myself that I love someone, it's hard for me to let go, Don’t get me wrong , I am in no way needy , but I do give my heart , when it breaks I falls apart. Eventually I do recover, but one relationship gone wrong and I have basically become a mini-slut. I would say I usually don’t throw myself upon guys but there was this one guy who made me this way but we won’t talk about him because well, it hurts to be completely honest.
Anyways, I have a way with people and always knows what to say even in the stickiest of situations. Although I’m normally nice but, if you start off on the wrong foot the chances of me forgiving you are slim, to none; I’m the sweetest bitch you will ever meet. I’m very outgoing, always at the towns hot stops and hanging out with friends of every sort. My friends tell me I’m an incredibly loyal friend and the people I hang out with are known to range from every label. I guess you could say that I have a natural drive for fun. I love having a good laugh, or doing something entertaining. I will do anything to have a good time, which gets me in trouble a lot. With that being said I will also do anything to make sure other people have a good time... this gets me into trouble even more. I’m truly a party girl through and through. I’m fun to be around, I crack jokes every now and then, and I’m very talkative! but I’m also the type that'll feel bad about making jokes. after I have made the joke I’ll start to wonder if it hurt anyone, even if everyone is laughing! no doubt that I’m almost always hyper, and a bit over the top at times, but I’m never really annoying. I know when to spot myself, and not be annoying or get on others nerves. when I like somebody, I’m like a totally different person. I’m able to loosen up and expose my silly, sweet, and truly innocent side when I’m around somebody that I respected and truly trust.
Some of my dislikes are lies, betrayal, arrogance, prudes, people who think they're superior, close-mindedness, watery milkshakes, cabin fever, having nothing to wear or nothing to do, crying, red bull, weak political arguments, weak arguments in general, bad acting, bigots, paris hilton, insults, boring shoes, petty rules, anything petty, people who enjoy drama, being without the people she loves, waiting in line, ugly beaches, being left alone, losing her friends, judgmental people, death, tacky clothing, stuck ups, snobs, idiots, hangovers, annoying people, hypocrites, not putting a smile on people's faces, being sick, animal abuse, suicide, sexism, spiders, cheaters, fakes, pointless movies, Barbie dolls, , breaking bones, excuses and so on. There are way to many for me too sit here and list, because let me be honest I kind of get annoyed easily.
On the other hand some of my loves in life are my son, singing, the piano, photography, friends, animals, parties, lanvin ballet flats, Christmas, people, teacakes, swing sets at midnight, music, adventure, white wine, high heels, sequins, the city, cotton candy, being her wacky self, comedy, kisses, making people laugh, all niters, drunken rants, the beach, eyeliner, rebellion, life, vogue, talking, the truth, thunder storms, music, coco Chanel, movies, romance, milkshakes, having fun, taking goofy photos, being home, roller coasters, chocolate, sleeping in, laughter, horror movies, running, hot weather, the snow, dancing, food, sweet tarts, being strong, romantic movies, Audrey Hepburn, astronomy, grapes, bad boys, cocktails, fast food, race cars, Disney world, earth and many many more. But I could also sit here and name of several more things, but lets be honest I’m not here to annoy anyone.
HISTORYY
So i guess you want my life story, right well its rather simple really. I was brought into a world of luxury cars and huge houses. where i was showered in constant attention and got everything a little girl could ever imagine. My parents spoiled her too no end, and only wanted the best for their little girl. My father owned and operated successful car dealership and my loving mother stayed home with me so that I didn’t have too go to a babysitters. My mother wanted to be in my life as much as she possibly could, and when she got pregnant with Kieran , my younger sister she made her decision to be a house wife. So with her mother being home all the time, I developed a close and everlasting bond with the woman who gave birth too me.
So when it came time for me too go off into the big world of elementary school, .I of course had problems being away form both my mother and sister. So she was constantly clinging too her mother as she left, and throwing tantrums randomly in the middle of class. So finally my mother gave into her precious little girl, and placed me into a home schooling program. A woman came to our house daily and I excelled with my loving mother by my side, and pretty soon I was doing third grade work when I was only in First grade. I was amazingly smart and my mother realized this and placed me ;her precious gem back into a school, but this time an all girls school. Of course I threw little fits, but I soon fit right in and detached myself from my mother’s hip.
Then my Thirteenth Birthday rolled around, and everything changed for the worst. I came home from school excited to show off my new necklace my boyfriend had made for me, but when the bus stopped in front of my house I saw something no little girl should ever have too see; my own mother being carried out in a white bag. At first I thought it was a joke, but soon grew hysterical when I couldn’t find my mother anywhere in the house and reality finally started to settled into my head. My mother was gone, she had killed herself by overdosing on pain meds from a surgery she had three months prior and when my father found her it was too late to resuscitate her.
After the tragic loss of my beloved mother, I spiraled out of control and began taking her own form of pain meds. At the young age of fourteen I started drinking heavily, and snorted all sorts of pills just to take my mind off of things. By the age of fifteen, I had been too rehab twice, and then I finally settled down or so I wanted everyone else to believe so. I still stuck out at night and went to college campuses and started hooking up with older guys.
Until I came across Brendon, and in a matter of days I knew that I was falling for the guy and hard. He actually helped pull me out of whatever I was falling into, and I even looked past all of his down falls, the drinking the drugs, the list goes on and on. Soon I moved in with him, and my friends noticed that I was slowly disappearing form their life’s and even though I was so young at only sixteen no one tried to stop me. So it wasn’t surprising for everyone when I got pregnant with my son Kaiden at the young age of fifteen and Brendon disappeared from our life’s leaving ne completely heartbroken.
So appearance wise, I would say I’m pretty damn attractive [laughter] , but really I’m half Greek and half Indian Cherokee to be exact. My father is very dark completed and my mother well she tans easily let’s just say that. So I’m in between, and when I get out in the sun my freckles pop out even more than they already do. I love my eyes they are unlike anyone else’s I have ever seen, I also adore me height; though it does bring me to some disadvantages such as reaching things and such. I’m five foot four inches in case you were curious. I have both sides of my nose pierced; usually you can find tight hoops on both sides. I do have a few tattoos, but you can find those for yourself. Let’s see I hardly ever do anything with my hair, I just leave it the way it is wavy. On occasion I will straighten it, but hardly ever does that happen. I love to wear feathers in my hair though, you hardly ever see me without one. Let’s see I weight 120 pounds, yep I’m a girl who’s not afraid to discuss her weight nor am I afraid to pick up a cheeseburger. …..Or two. "
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For the first year of Raleighs young life Bentley had only the help of her bother in raising the little girl, and even though her mother was super supportive she wanted Bentley too take care of Raleigh as much as she possibly could. So when she wasn’t on tour she toted the toddler with her where ever she went, even too rehearsal a few times just because she knew once they went on tour her poor mother would have too watch Raleigh a lot and that made Bentley feel terrible. She never had been the type of person too cast her priorities onto other people. It made things seem so unbalanced , and she felt this huge amount of quilt creep upon herself very time she left Raleigh behind with her grandmother too do a show. Though when she got on stage, and found both her mother and her baby girl out in the crowd it made things seem a hell of a lot better. Then once they were finished Bentley always took Raleigh off her mothers hand’s and explored the crowds with her daughter in tow. The merch kids were also a huge help, most of them adored Raleigh and had volunteered too watch the toddler while they were on stage, and she sat quietly in their laps while they worked the tents.
Everyone always said young moms were bound too be bad moms, but Bentley was determined too prove them wrong. Sure, she did agree with them that it was hard, but she was almost positive that no matter how old you are that first child is always going to be difficult too figure out, but once she got the hang of it , things only got easier as each day passed. She felt like she had been a pretty good mother so far too her daughter. She tended too her every need, and the child was spoiled rotten. Now the only thing she needed in her life, was a father, and even though Bentley had deprived poor little Raleigh of him for a whole year she wanted them to have an amazing bond; and so desperately hoped that her little girl would be a daddy’s girl because she knew what it was like too not have that bond with you’re father and it brought on so much pain. She wanted Raleigh too scream for Nico when she got hurt, wanted her too want him over her. The bond a father and a daughter had was something Bentley refused too let her daughter miss out on.
Now here she was, trying too make this little dream of hers a reality, even if Nico decided he didn’t want too be with Bentley she hoped too god he would at least want too be in his little girls life. She figured he was mad, and he had every right too be. If it were her in his shoes, she would of probably refused too talk too talk to herself but obviously he was a bigger person than she was and it was showing. Or was it because he loved her? No, that was just her getting ahead of herself and thinking things could be perfectly okay, when in reality they weren’t at all. I mean she had kept his child form him for a whole year, and just up and left..leaving him heart broken. She just hoped that somewhere inside his head, he could find a way too understand why she left. Understand that she was afraid of what would happen if she stuck around to let him know, afraid he would deny both her and their child. Now she knew different, and even if she wanted to go back and change things; which she did. There was no way that could be done and she was just going too stand here and take whatever he was too disk out too her.
Though he hadn’t yelled at her yet, he looked rather happy. Wait why wasn’t he yelling, weren’t people supposed to yell when they were mad? This caused Bentley’s mind to whirl with endless possibilities as too why he wasn’t yelling at her and instead just starring at her like she was some sort of painting. Then he finally spoke, and said that he and asher we’re never a thing? That didn’t make sense too Bentley because they sure acted like they we’re a “thing”. I mean she knew he had always been the type too sleep around, but he seemed incredibly close with this girl and their flirting was a little over the top. So there has too be something going on, right? Chewing at her bottom lip, she slid her foot across the sand , looking up too him ” but you two..you uh..you know a lot, and I just… I don’t get it?” she stated, wondering whether she really wanted him too even reply too that or not. Thinking about him being with someone else, someone like Asher killed her inside more than anything. It wasn’t that she thought Asher was a bad person, I mean sure she had been quick too judge but that was only because she was extremely jealous and wanted too be the girl he was with..and not Asher.
”you’re not stupid Bentley”, sure he said it, but did he really mean it? She felt incredibly stupid and naïve for doing what she had. When he stepped closer, she just looked up into his eyes finding herself just as lost in them as she had been nearly two years ago. That spark was still there, that undeniable connection was still as connected as ever or at leas tit was for her and she hoped too god he still felt it.. Though when he took her hand and intertwined their fingers, she couldn’t help but too smile like an idiot. ” You..forgive me.. ? Why..?” she questioned running her hand lightly down his cheek , then letting it fall back down too her side. It’s not that didn’t want him too forgive her, because she did. She just didn’t know how he could, I mean she had done one of the worse things too him possible and too make matters worse she was crying too him like some victim. When in reality he was the victim all along, and she was the one who had committed the crime. i...i want to be with you, i love you bentley summers”, then he said it..he said he loved her. Like not in the past tense but like as in he loved her now, this very second he loved her and that was all she needed too hear. That’s all she had wanted too hear and she made a promise too herself that she would never hurt him again.
Being taken into his grasp shocked her a little, so she just stood there like a statue though when she realized what she was doing she let out a soft laugh and buried her face into his neck placing her arms securely around his neck. A soon as he wiped the tears away, it was only a matter of seconds before more hot salty tears were running down her sun kissed cheeks. Though these tears we’re different, completely different. They were tears of joy, tears of pure happiness. Then everything happened so quickly, and it felt like the whole world was spinning. She felt dizzy, light headed and this caused a few girlish giggles too leave her form. Her lips were tingling from where he had kissed her and she felt like a little school girl, who had a huge crush on someone boy and he finally made her dreams come true by laying a long awaited kiss onto their lips. ” I love you too, you have no idea how much I have wanted too hear you say that.” she stated quietly, her vocals down to a mere whisper.
Then he apologized, he was apologizing? No, she knew he had every right too be upset with her hell she was expecting him too never want too see her face again, but here he was telling her he loved her and that he wanted too be with her? ” OH nico..” she stated, with a gentle sigh of contentment, before pulling away from the kiss and placing her forehead once more again his. ” you really want too be with me.. Like with me with me, as in be with no other girls..just me?”
Everyone always said young moms were bound too be bad moms, but Bentley was determined too prove them wrong. Sure, she did agree with them that it was hard, but she was almost positive that no matter how old you are that first child is always going to be difficult too figure out, but once she got the hang of it , things only got easier as each day passed. She felt like she had been a pretty good mother so far too her daughter. She tended too her every need, and the child was spoiled rotten. Now the only thing she needed in her life, was a father, and even though Bentley had deprived poor little Raleigh of him for a whole year she wanted them to have an amazing bond; and so desperately hoped that her little girl would be a daddy’s girl because she knew what it was like too not have that bond with you’re father and it brought on so much pain. She wanted Raleigh too scream for Nico when she got hurt, wanted her too want him over her. The bond a father and a daughter had was something Bentley refused too let her daughter miss out on.
Now here she was, trying too make this little dream of hers a reality, even if Nico decided he didn’t want too be with Bentley she hoped too god he would at least want too be in his little girls life. She figured he was mad, and he had every right too be. If it were her in his shoes, she would of probably refused too talk too talk to herself but obviously he was a bigger person than she was and it was showing. Or was it because he loved her? No, that was just her getting ahead of herself and thinking things could be perfectly okay, when in reality they weren’t at all. I mean she had kept his child form him for a whole year, and just up and left..leaving him heart broken. She just hoped that somewhere inside his head, he could find a way too understand why she left. Understand that she was afraid of what would happen if she stuck around to let him know, afraid he would deny both her and their child. Now she knew different, and even if she wanted to go back and change things; which she did. There was no way that could be done and she was just going too stand here and take whatever he was too disk out too her.
Though he hadn’t yelled at her yet, he looked rather happy. Wait why wasn’t he yelling, weren’t people supposed to yell when they were mad? This caused Bentley’s mind to whirl with endless possibilities as too why he wasn’t yelling at her and instead just starring at her like she was some sort of painting. Then he finally spoke, and said that he and asher we’re never a thing? That didn’t make sense too Bentley because they sure acted like they we’re a “thing”. I mean she knew he had always been the type too sleep around, but he seemed incredibly close with this girl and their flirting was a little over the top. So there has too be something going on, right? Chewing at her bottom lip, she slid her foot across the sand , looking up too him ” but you two..you uh..you know a lot, and I just… I don’t get it?” she stated, wondering whether she really wanted him too even reply too that or not. Thinking about him being with someone else, someone like Asher killed her inside more than anything. It wasn’t that she thought Asher was a bad person, I mean sure she had been quick too judge but that was only because she was extremely jealous and wanted too be the girl he was with..and not Asher.
”you’re not stupid Bentley”, sure he said it, but did he really mean it? She felt incredibly stupid and naïve for doing what she had. When he stepped closer, she just looked up into his eyes finding herself just as lost in them as she had been nearly two years ago. That spark was still there, that undeniable connection was still as connected as ever or at leas tit was for her and she hoped too god he still felt it.. Though when he took her hand and intertwined their fingers, she couldn’t help but too smile like an idiot. ” You..forgive me.. ? Why..?” she questioned running her hand lightly down his cheek , then letting it fall back down too her side. It’s not that didn’t want him too forgive her, because she did. She just didn’t know how he could, I mean she had done one of the worse things too him possible and too make matters worse she was crying too him like some victim. When in reality he was the victim all along, and she was the one who had committed the crime. i...i want to be with you, i love you bentley summers”, then he said it..he said he loved her. Like not in the past tense but like as in he loved her now, this very second he loved her and that was all she needed too hear. That’s all she had wanted too hear and she made a promise too herself that she would never hurt him again.
Being taken into his grasp shocked her a little, so she just stood there like a statue though when she realized what she was doing she let out a soft laugh and buried her face into his neck placing her arms securely around his neck. A soon as he wiped the tears away, it was only a matter of seconds before more hot salty tears were running down her sun kissed cheeks. Though these tears we’re different, completely different. They were tears of joy, tears of pure happiness. Then everything happened so quickly, and it felt like the whole world was spinning. She felt dizzy, light headed and this caused a few girlish giggles too leave her form. Her lips were tingling from where he had kissed her and she felt like a little school girl, who had a huge crush on someone boy and he finally made her dreams come true by laying a long awaited kiss onto their lips. ” I love you too, you have no idea how much I have wanted too hear you say that.” she stated quietly, her vocals down to a mere whisper.
Then he apologized, he was apologizing? No, she knew he had every right too be upset with her hell she was expecting him too never want too see her face again, but here he was telling her he loved her and that he wanted too be with her? ” OH nico..” she stated, with a gentle sigh of contentment, before pulling away from the kiss and placing her forehead once more again his. ” you really want too be with me.. Like with me with me, as in be with no other girls..just me?”
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