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Shelly jumped out of the old car, which she'd parked in a dark-ish alley in which there was nothing but dumpsters. She waved at Gabby. "Best one I've found in a while! Look at this baby."

Anthony approached Shelly, marveling at the sight of the newly discovered vehicle. "An old Volkswagen Carmen Ghia? Eh, not bad..." he said.
 
Shelly looked worriedly towards where the other voice had come from. "Will they mind... me being here? I try to stay out of people's way, I'm a little afraid of street gangs, you see."

"They won't mind!" Jadyn smiled pleasantly.

"Who's your friend?" Sasha asked kindly as she walked up.

"This is Shelly." James said. "Shelly, this is Sasha."
 
Name: Elijah (Eli) Carstairs
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: He is quite pale and has odd bright silver coloured hair, like an untarnished shilling. His eyes are the same silver as his hair and he has a fine-boned angular face, with a slight curve of his eyes. He looks youthful, partially because of his slightness. He is also tall, very slender and rather handsome too.
Personality: Kind and quiet, despite his bad passed. He seems gentle, and seems to be a very unlikely gang member. From his physical appearance and personality, it would almost make more sense to see him in a quiet, well-to-do neighbourhood. However, is a good fighter when pressed and is extremely intelligent. He doesn't like to have people worry about him and is very secretive about his past.
History: He was raised in Detroit with his parents and his younger sister Janelle. His father was a policeman and his mother, a nurse at a local hospital. One night, one of the criminals whom his father had put into prison escaped and murdered his mother, father and sister, but not before torturing him to nearly insanity. Surprisingly, the killer left him alive and he was shipped off to a foster him in New York where he met Blake Penhallow. The two formed an unlikely bond and later escaped together.
Other: None
Username: HollyBird24


Name: Blake Penhallow
Gender: Male
Age: 17
Appearance: Deep blue eyes and black hair thats always falling into his eyes. He has elegant features - high cheekbones; long, thick lashes; full lips and an elegant throat. He is muscular and well built with broad shoulders. He is mentioned to be about 6 feet tall and has callused hands from years of being on the streets.
Personality: He comes across as rude and arrogant, always utilising his quick wit and sarcasm. He is aware of his good looks and uses it to get his way. He is free-spirited and carefree and would risk his life for the people he loves. He is also self-sacrificing and reads extensively. He has a perfect memory and can find a quote for almost any situation.
History: He was born in a small town in Indiana and has three brothers and a sister. His parents expected him to take over the farm as he was the eldest child but he refused. He ran away from home when he was 12 and hitched a ride to New York city. He was arrested for an attempted robbery and thrown into foster care. Bitter with resentment for life in general and being locked in the foster home, he was ready to commit suicide when Eli arrived. He took the distraught teen under his wing and protected him against the harsh realities of living on the streets. When the foster homes were finally shut down he was glad to leave, but remained very close friends with Eli.
Other: None
Username: HollyBird24
 
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Shelly smiled in relief that she wouldn't be pounced upon by what seemed like a leader. "Hello Sasha. I haven't seen you guys around before, do you bunk nearby?"
She turned to face Anthony. "Hello. Ah, I see you have an eye for cars! I kinda grew fond of the ol' things after they helped me out so much, being on the streets and all."
 
(Sorry I'm not replying fast enough, my internet is slow and I'm multitasking.
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Shelly smiled in relief that she wouldn't be pounced upon by what seemed like a leader. "Hello Sasha. I haven't seen you guys around before, do you bunk nearby?"
She turned to face Anthony. "Hello. Ah, I see you have an eye for cars! I kinda grew fond of the ol' things after they helped me out so much, being on the streets and all."

James and Jadyn looked at each other sadly. "We...got out here...fairly recently..." Sasha said quietly as she placed a hand on each twin.
 
"Tacos sound okay," Shelly smiled uncertainly. "But I'm gluten intolerant."
She held out the chocolates. "Give this to your friends too, they'll enjoy it more than I will!" She laughed. She stepped back a little, not sure if she could trust these others.

(I'm gluten intolerant! *Highfives Shelly*)
 
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James and Jadyn looked at each other sadly. "We...got out here...fairly recently..." Sasha said quietly as she placed a hand on each twin.
Shelly's eyes dropped a little. "I'm sorry. I wasn't in the home for long, and I never really settled down in any one place." She grimaced a little when she said "the home".
 

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