Remember Me When You're Famous. (Closed to cloudyblueday)

[Artificial Sugar]

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Name: Atropa Trist


Age: 21


Personality: Atropa is sweet, and usually quiet, and can be shy. She likes to observe and take time to think before acting.


Sometimes her shyness can make her seem cold, but she's not- she's a bit socially awkward, so she prefers to speak less, instead of making a fool of herself.


Her temper is quite bad if you make her angry enough, and she'll defend anyone/anything she loves fiercely.


She's very intelligent, and enjoys art and reading.


Background: Atropa became friends with your character when they were in grade school. Soon after, they met the two boys and became good friends with them as well.


But in high school the boys started a band and got famous, leaving the girls behind. Eventually all contact stopped.


Atropa lives in her own apartment, but she keeps in regular contact with her family.


Likes: Reading, Art, Music, Baking, Video Games.


Dislikes: Cheaters, Liars, Idiots, People who just want to mess around.


Looks: Her hair is black though, and she has green eyes.





Name: Andrew Matthews


Age: 22


Personality: Andrew is a fun guy to be around. He enjoys making people laugh and having fun, no matter where he is.


Although he enjoys joking around a lot, Andre can be serious when needed. He's really kind and sweet- he's a romantic at heart, even though you won't get him to admit it.


Background: Andrew was good friends with our two girls and his best guy friend throughout elementary and high school, but when his best friend and he made a band, they devoted their time to it, and eventually got famous, and ended up leaving the girls behind.


Their band has decided to do a show in their old hometown, and he's a bit nervous.


Likes: Video games, parties, sleeping, playing guitar.


Dislikes: People who are too serious, liars, snooty people.


Looks:

 

[CloudyBlueDay]

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Name: Layla Rozem


Age: 21


Personality: Layla is a bright and happy girl, not afraid to be herself. She is good in crowds and loves to be the center of attention. She's quick-witted but sometimes doesn't think before she speaks and is kind of a klutz. Layla is a clever and adaptable girl who knows how to get out of tough situations and is a tough nut to crack; it will take you a long time to get her to open up to you.


Background: Layla and Atropa became best friends in grade school and met the two guys soon after. When the guys got famous, Layla was terribly depressed and did her best not to show it. She lives in a small apartment with her cat Olive and her dog Hot Sauce and visits her mother often. Her father is dead.


Likes: Music, Baking/Coking, Writing, Children, Cute things, Animals


Dislikes: icky things, Cheaters, Idiots, Most boys, Liars, Bananas, Gloomy days.


Looks:

She is half Japanese with auburn hair and brown eyes.




Name: Jacob Minor


Age: 21


Personality: Jacob is a kind of mysterious guy, who will almost never tell you his true feelings. He smiles a lot and makes you think that he's just fine, but he's a good pretender. His music is quite dark and reflects his past, and although he tries his hardest to forget about what happened to him, it's hard for him. He likes to laugh and is a pretty romantic guy, and a hard thinker.


Background: Jacob was good friends with Atropa and Layla and his best guy friend throughout elementary and high school, but when his best friend and he made a band, he got lost in the music, and eventually got famous, and ended up leaving the girls behind, even though he wished he hadn't.


When the band decided they were doing a show in their hometown, at first, he was against it, but he was thrilled at the chance to see the girls again, secretly of course.


Likes: Reading, Playing the guitar and keyboard, music, art, stories, cooking.


Dislikes: People who are careless, cheaters, snobbish people.


Looks:

 

[Artificial Sugar]

(I figured we'd write the boys parts once the girls have actually met up with them.)


Atropa had been planning for this concert for the past month, ever since she'd bought her front row ticket.


The ticket had cost quite a bit, but in her mind, it was worth it- even if she didn't actually get reunited with Jacob.


Their band was playing at the Arena in the next town, which was only twenty minutes away, and so of course Atropa had jumped at the chance to see them live.


She'd worked extra hours and had saved every penny to afford the tickets, and no one could convince her that it was a stupid idea, even if it might have been just a little bit crazy.


When Atropa was in elementary school, she'd met Jacob,and the two had instantly bonded. As they grew, they became best friends, and then they fell in love, eventually dating.


But when his band started getting big, Jacob left to go on tour, and eventually he moved out of their city. At first, they'd tried to keep in contact regularly, but eventually they'd lost all contact, and he became famous.


Atropa was just some silly fan now, but she had a plan.


After the concert was over, she planned on sneaking back stage to meet Jacob again, and hopefully he would remember her. It had only been five years since they'd last seen each other, but it was still along time to someone like Jacob, who saw tons of fangirls every day.


Atropa's nerves had been making her shaky all night, and she could feel her heart racing in her chest.


Tonight, she'd taken a long hot shower to calm herself, and she'd made sure to shave everything that needed shaving, even double and triple checking to make sure that she wasn't leaving any prickles behind.


She'd washed her hair, face, and body twice, and had blow dried her hair until it was completely dry.


Then she'd decided to leave it down, and do her makeup- but since she didn't want to over do it, she decided less was more, and went with some winged eyeliner, some bronze eyeshadow, and just regular chapstick on her lips.


Her outfit had been planned quite a while in advance, and she thought she looked good. She wore a black and white plaid skirt that reached the middle of her thighs- just revealing enough- with some black fishnet stockings, and her favorite black leather boots, along with a dark red tank top and her leather jacket.


She looked grungy enough to like his band, but not too grungy as if she was trying too hard.


In all honesty, she dressed like this a lot anyway.


Taking one last look at the clock, she grabbed her wallet/phone case combo, which held her phone, ID, and some cash. Then she double checked that she had her camera with her, and she left her house, locking the door behind her.


Layla was picking her up.

 

[CloudyBlueDay]

Oh god. Oh god oh god oh god.


Layla ran her hand through her hair nervously as she looked at herself in the mirror. Was her hair okay? Was the outfit alright? Would Andrew even recognize her? Would she even get to see him? It had been so long.. yet Layla had never been able to get over him. She couldn't believe they were actually playing in their town, she thought she'd never see the day.


Andrew, Andrew, Andrew..


She repeated his name over and over again in her mind. Don't get excited, she told herself. He won't care for you. He left you. You should be upset. But she wasn't. She so wasn't upset.


When they were just kids, they had met. Layla had fallen down and scraped her knee and Andrew had helped her up and then.. the rest was history. At first they were friends, but they both knew they liked each other from a very early stage. None of them had the guts to admit it, though.


At least Atropa would be by her side. If she was going to faint, Atropa would catch her. Surely she had some idea to get them backstage to see the boys.. she always had some sort of plan. Finally, Layla was satisfied with her appearance and grabbed her purse, which contained her keys, lipstick, and wallet. She got in the car and drove for about 30 seconds before turning around and running back upstairs to grab her phone. She was so forgetful some times.


Layla drove to Atropa's house, and seeing her outside her apartment building, brought a fist down on the horn to alert Atropa that she was here. Grinning broadly, she waved. "C'MON! Let's go!" Layla shouted happily.