rodriguez, karsyn beau

[malory]

NINETEEN. COLLEGE FRESHMAN. HETEROSEXUAL. TEMPERAMENTAL. VANESSA HUDGENS.
( KARSYN BEAU RODRIGUEZ )

I SEE YOUR EYES, YOU'RE BARELY SOBER.
I HEAR YOUR VOICE, YOU'RE CALLING OUT FROM ME TO YOU.
the character

FACEBOOK SURVEY
1. Would you get back with your last ex if you could?
- No.

2. What color shirt are you wearing?
- Blue.

3. Would you kiss any one of your friends?
- I've done more than that with some of my friends.

4. Do you have a 'thing' for one of your friends?
- Not particularly, minus the one's I've slept with.

5. How many people do you count as your best friends?
- One.

6. How many kids do you want to have?
- None if I can help it.

7. Do you have a good relationship with your parents?
- With my mother I do.

8. What name would you want besides the one you have?
- I love my name.

9. Would you ever make out with someone of the same sex?
- I have, and probably would again if I was wasted.

10. What did you do for your last birthday?
- I had a show on my birthday, so I just went out to dinner the day before.

11. What's your main ringtone on your phone?
- Only Girl in the World by Rihanna.

12. What time did you wake up today?
- 7:30 AM.

13. What were you doing two nights ago?
- I was at a party.

14. Do you like having your hair pulled?
- Maybe.

15. Name something you can't wait to do.
- Become a professional dancer!

16. Last time you saw your mom
- A few minutes ago.

17. What is one thing you wish you could change about yourself?
- My step-dad.


18. If you had $250,000, what would you do with it?
- Buy my own place.

19. How long have you worked at your current job?
- A few months.

20. Have you ever talked to Tom?
- Like... Myspace Tom?

21.Describe the underwear you have on?
- Wow, what kind of question is this? They're pink lace with cheetah print.

22. Last thing you ate?
- A granola bar.

23. What's your favorite month?
- January.

24. Your least favorite month?
- December.

25. What's the last piece of clothing someone borrowed from you?
- I don't let people borrow my clothes.

26. Who is getting on your nerves right now?
- Everyone.

27. Most visited webpage?
- Google.

28. Last person you text messaged?
- My mother.

29. Last person to make you sad?
- Probably my best friend.

30. Would you take a bullet for your best friend?
- Yes, I would.

31. Favorite kind of drink?
- Margaritas (: But seriously, mostly water.

32. Favorite food?
- Arroz y habichuelas con bistec. Hell yeah!

33. Favorite dessert?
- Keylime Pie. If you're trying to win my heart, that's definitely the way.

34. Have you been to Europe?
- I've been to France on a field trip.

35. If someone you hated died, what would you do?
- I have plenty of people I hate, haha. I piss them off or just ignore them.

SO SAY THAT YOU JUST WANT TO RUN AWAY.
AND REPLAY ALL THE THINGS THAT I TRIED TO SAY.
behind the character

hey bitches, it's malory and i've been pimpin' these hoes for about six years. i know right, it's great isn't it? need to get a hold of me? hit me up by PM, AIM(redpowerangermal). i'm also in the eastern time zone just so you know. don't need to be telling you people twice. also meet the rest of my lovely babies, n/a!

Today was a hopeful day that would dutifully promise nothing but Karsyn laying in her house clothes (consisting, of course, of a pair of sweat pants and a sports bra), with a bowl of Ben and Jerry's ice cream, her bottom parked in front of a TV watching re-runs of old shows such as That 70's Show or One on One, which was her particular favorite when she had time to lounge around. It seemed lately the roller-coaster of life she was always on was broken - it was continuously reaching fast paces, swirling her high up into the air with petty problems she could care less about. Being captain of the cheer squad had reached an epitome of annoyance as she was forced to deal with things such as girls not sticking their stunts for no reason, and which uniforms to wear to the districts competition. Honestly, with all these girls only worried about how they look, and not how they performed, Karsyn was pondering making them wear the pep squad's uniforms and not the stylish, brand new uniforms her step-dad had funded the team to purchase. Hey, it would get her the bitchiest coach rep ever, but Karsyn wasn't captain for a reputation. She was captain to win some trophies, and trophies upon trophies Karsyn would win until her team was worn out and unable to labor. Sure, Karsyn was the Hitler of the school's cheer-leading team. Altercations with teammates had proven so. While she wasn't particularly alright with this fact, she wasn't necessarily ashamed of it either. That made it so that whenever a girl dared to step up to her, disobey team rules, or wanted to try out, they were reminded by the small little rumor that Karsyn, indeed, was a bitch, and you had better be darn special to do any of the three items listed previously. On top of cheer-leading problems she had similar ones with those on her dance team, and problems at home too, specifically with her step-father.

But the hopeful day Karsyn was looking forward to from the moment she awoke in bed deemed unattainable. After finishing her daily morning routines, like brushing her teeth and making her hair some decent concoction, she'd meandered down the beautifully spiraled stair-case in the large house towards the "high-tech" kitchen, where her family was. Karsyn was reaching for her usual bowl of strawberry oatmeal when her mother started projecting the day's tasks, lowered into specific things for every person of the household. Unlike the other wealthy families in the neighborhood, the Shiver/Rodriguez household did not have a maid or nanny, personally because Lorena, Karsyn's mom, found it offense because she herself was a house maid until being married to Rick, Kar's step-dad. All that meant was that it left the family to do all of the chores - which usually were never a lot, because Lorena stayed home all day while everybody was out, and she did most of the cleaning. There were certain things, though, that were specifically for weekend jobs, which her mom considered her own personal days. So it was up to the three of them - Rick, Karsyn, and the younger sister Karolina - to uphold the house for at least those two days. Usually it wasn't difficult, and even with all his man-ego bullshit pride, Rick was always helpful, and even took care of Karolina while Karsyn ran up and about. Chores were assigned, Karsyn ate her cereal, and she was back up to her room with a huge huff and puff to change and prepare to clean the house.

After the household chores were done, Karsyn had pretty much had enough of her step-dad. It seemed he always chose the days Karsyn's mom went out with her friends to act up and be snappy with her. Oh, but never with Karolina, and she knew exactly why - because Karolina was actually his daughter, and not his "step-" daughter. Whatever the case was, Karsyn couldn't stand the way he acted, and in turn, he didn't like the way she acted either, from being a party girl to coming home and being sarcastic. Oh, well. It wasn't like Karsyn cared what he thought. "Watch where you're going!" Karsyn near screamed at him in a passing when he almost pummeled through her, claiming to not have seen her. Now, Karsyn wasn't the tallest at five foot six, but she wasn't the shortest either. Of course he'd seen her, but he was looking for way to spite her. She needed out of the house, now.

"Taking the dog out!" Were the only words Karsyn left Rick with as she grabbed up the dog leash and picked up her York-Shire Terrier, which was Karsyn's baby, quite literally. She treated Zoe like her world. She clipped the leash to the puppy dog's collar, threw on some flip flops, and bounded out the door almost as excited as the puppy who was letting out small yelps of praise for being let out. Karsyn took her time bantering down the drive way, and as she started down the street by her neighbor's house, she couldn't help but tug on the dog's leash to stop her and stare at whoever it was laying by the road.

"Eli?" Karsyn almost scoffed out his name, giving a small laugh. Now, why in the world was he just sitting there, huffing on a cancer stick. "You know, if they come home and see you there, you might just get beat up. The husband used to wrestle for the WWE." She smirked while her dog posied over, peering down at the body laying on the cement.