skylar belle james

[skylar james]

SKYLAR BELLE JAMES!

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JAC VANEK , TWENTY , WRITER , ORIGINAL

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hey there ! i'm sophie bryan , secretary at FEARLESS studios. we're just gonna do a small interview to get to know you, mmkay ?

'okay, sure.'

okay , so , please state your name before we start anything .

'skylar belle james.'

wow , that's a really interesting name. does it mean anything ?

'my mom used to name all of her barbie dolls skylar when she was little. it was cute. belle comes from my older sister's favorite disney movie, and obviously james is my last name.''

hmm , awesome . are there other names that you preferred to be called by ?

'special people call me belle, but other than that a common one is sky.'

okay then, sky . before we start , i just want you to know that everything here is confidential , so don't be afraid to share things with me. now, describe yourself for me.

'i do a really good job of keeping things to myself when i'm upset. i'm terrified of dragging people down with me when i'm sad or scared, so i'll basically do whatever it takes to keep the people i love away from my problems. most of the time that's a pretty bad thing because nobody can honestly keep their problems cooped up inside of them. i'm a really giving person too. i'd rather give than receive, and my parents raised me to believe the best way to live is to live life with an open heart. i've always had a creative mind, and even before i really got into writing, i've always loved the arts, including music and drawing and photography. a lot of people also say i can be pretty childish when i want to be. i just believe that no matter what happens to you in your life, you should just love life and whatever God gives you, so i try to go through life with a sense of humor.'

is there anything about your personality that you don't like ?

'it's really hard for me to say no to anybody. if somebody needs my help, if i can possibly find a way to help them, i will. it's a really bad habit, but most of the time it has positive outcomes. i have a hard time staying mad at people, too.'

you don't sound that bad , haha . now, do you mind telling me things about your past ? i'm curious .

'i was born in boston on march 27th. my parents, antoine and marissa, had already had three kids, two boys and a girl that would later become my three older siblings. i was named skylar belle james and my parents absolutely adored me. i was never one of those girls that hated my family, i loved my family, inside and out, no matter how many times we fought. when i was four, my parents had their fifth child, theresa felicia ann james. my parents owned a very successful chain of restaurants and in turn, my family lived very cozily. i was always the outcast of my family, though no one ever tried to make me feel like it. my oldest brother, jack, moved to hollywood when he was sixteen years old and became a very successful movie actor. my older sister melody became a fashion designer straight out of high school and has a line of handbags now sold in couture shopping centers. my brother carter was always the sports fanatic, and my little sister was always very popular, very fun, very outgoing. it seemed like my entire family had found their niche, minus me. all of that changed when i was twelve years old and i met michael. michael was my partner in seventh grade history class and i hated him at first - he was everything i wasn't. popular, had a lot of friends, knew where he was going with his life. but then, he stuck up for me at lunch one day, and we started dating. michael proposed to me when i was sixteen, and had my first young adult novel published, and i was so excited to finally marry my dream guy. but, michael passed away in a car accident and i never got to see him again. i moved to miami, florida to finish up high school because the pain of being in boston where michael and i had made all of those memories was too much to bare. while in miami, i reconnected with michael's best friend and my best friend from my childhood, tyler konor ramos. ty and i confessed that we had had feelings for each other all along, and we got together. i got pregnant shortly after, and instead of aborting the child, who i dubbed taco when i was still pregnant with him, we decided to keep it. when i was about seven months pregnant, i got into a car accident and the doctors said i was lucky because both i and the baby were still alive. when he was born, we named him abraham jedidiah ramos. i absolutely love him. i followed ty to los angeles to become a musician, and now i'm working part time as a writer. i've got everything i've always wanted.'

wow , interesting . now , who makes up your family ?

'my mom's name is marissa james, or formerly known as marissa crawford. my dad's name is antoine james. my oldest brother is named jack and he's thirty years old. he currently lives in los angeles, or more on the outskirts, with his wife hannah and their four year old twin daughters alison and alexandra. i frequently see jack, and he's always been very close to me. my sister melody has recently married and is five months pregnant. she married a male model named benjamin, and the two are residing in paris for the first few years of marriage. my brother carter is twenty three and is finishing up school at new york university and has been dating the same girl since his freshman year in high school, brittany. my sister terri is sixteen years old and still living in boston with my mom and dad.'

nice family you got . now , how did you get into the hollywood business ?

'when ty and i finished high school, i told him the last thing i wanted to do was stay in miami. he deserved an adventure, and so did i, and hell, even aj did. so he decided los angeles, and i knew that i should come, too. i could finally do something with my writing, and the daycares there are amazing, too.'

you must love your job , right ? i would love to do what you do . what interests you the most about it though?

'i have complete creative freedom. what was once looked down upon as an 'overactive imagination' is finally a strength. and every week i get to see my creations turned into live emotions on television. i swear to god, aj's watched way too many soap operas for his time, already.'

but it can't be that easy . there must be a few things that you hate about being famous ?

'the hours can get super long. sometimes i go days without even giving tyler a kiss because i'm so busy.'

interesting . do you look up to anyone for advice or anything ?

'my family and tyler are my rocks. i don't know what i'd do without them.'

aw , that's nice. now, list some things you enjoy doing on your spare time, if you have any .

'teddy bears, photography, playing guitar, new york city, the ocean, lighthouses, dim lights, sharpies, sidekicks, perfume, wrapping presents, concerts, diet coke, scarves, the first snow, roller blading, sunglasses, juicy fruit gum, hugs, tour, playing piano, summer thunder storms, looking at people's tattoos, chick flicks, changing her hair, sidewalk chalk, the zoo, toe socks, good books, macaroni and cheese, running, buttons, vitamin water, strawberries, driving, a good party, roller coasters, carnivals, swings, eyeliner, christmas, family, friends, children, going to the movies late at night, japanese anime, girls night, law shows, swimming, dogs, airplanes, leonardo dicaprio, history, dresses, accomplishing goals, love, a good deal, straightners, tyler, and my son.'

there must be some things that you hate as well , right?

'coloring inside the lines, horror movies, cleaning, waiting, funerals, the news, math, unfriendly competition, panic attacks, hot topic, sitting down and talking on the phone, tape players, power outages, getting judged, high heels, watching baseball, death, crying, depression, dragging other people into her problems, scratched compact discs, long talks on the phone, needles, blood, bees, dead flowers, driving with lightning and thunder, "grease", tacky suits, fast food, hospitals, acne, glue sticks, bruises, home sickness, sneezing, spaghetti, doctor's offices, painting nails, thorns, apple juice, shattered glass, tila tequila, wrappers, uncomfortable clothes.'

awkward question coming up , heh . how's your sex life ?

'well, outside of my boyfriend, i would say that i don't have one of those! but if you are talking about my boyfriend well...haha, it's great.'

so you're not a virgin?

'i would say i'm not, i have a son, duh.'

now, are you in a relationship with anyone?

'yes i am! tyler konor ramos.'

that's basically our interview, thanks skylar. but before you leave, is there anything else we should know?

'sometimes i think that tyler's too good for me.'

oh wow , that's one for the books. just kidding skylar . we won't tell, promise. thanks for sitting down with us, and have fun working on your latest project !

'thanks, see you around!'

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HEY ! i'm EMILY and i'm in complete charge of JUST SKYLAR. i've been roleplaying for THREE PLUS YEARS of my THIRTEEN years of walking on EASTERN TIME ZONE

It was just a stupid dinner, for Christ's sake. Jacqueline positioned herself in yet a different way in front of the full length mirror in her once tiny apartment. Jacqueline couldn't even tell you where she had gotten Apollo, err, Jayson's screen name, but something told her to send him an instant message, something that she wasn't quite familiar with yet. Most of the Gods and Goddesses did a beyond impeccable job of keeping up with the times, fashion, and trends of the current time period they were living in, and it felt like Jacqueline was the only exception to that. Instant messaging, texting, myspace - the whole lot took her much longer than she was sure took everyone else. Anyways, so she had sent him an IM, long story short, and they had agreed to meet up with each other. It wasn't like this was a big deal or anything, right? Jac groaned and collapsed onto the waiting velvet couch, turning her face into the soft upholstery but with gentle care as she recalled the past day she had wasted primping. Not that this was anything romantic, though they were possibly going to one of the classiest, most intimate restaurants in the entire borough of Manhattan. They had both lost love and neither one of them it seemed like was willing to accept the concept of 'love', let alone venture off to find it again. Talking to him through instant messaging, Jac couldn't feel that she and Jayson were more opposite. He was into physical relationships rather than being tied down, Jac didn't care about either of them. She kept to herself, and her guitar. But, the instrument had served the role of a companion when other's hadn't. He's going to think that I'm trying to impress him, Jac thought as she twirled in the mirror. It wasn't that she could throw on a pair of jeans from Urban Outfitters, a slouchy beret and a faded graphic tee shirt and call it a day. This was a pretty damn fancy restaurant, and she was going to look the part. God forbid two extremely attractive deities showed up to a formal attire setting looking anything less than her best. And even though Miss Merrick tended to diverge away from the popular crowd of Gods and Goddesses; the ones she had encountered were nothing less than absolutely gorgeous, flawless, incredible. Oh God, what if he saw her and thought that she had to be the ugliest Goddess he had ever seen? It was possible, I mean, he had probably seen (and maybe even been with most of them) the Goddesses. Jacqueline definitely did not feel as beautiful and probably felt extremely average and maybe even ugly standing next to the flawless Selene or the radiant Aphrodite or the glowing Athena. She was just Iris, the Goddess of the rainbow that could rock out on a guitar and could sing beautifully and was terrified of going out on a date with Apollo. What?! She mentally smacked herself in the face. This is not a date, she quietly and internally reminded herself. This was just a meet up. A meeting. A sit down between two colleagues. Jac remembered their conversation the night before when he had forwarded the picture of himself to her. Her jaw had literally dropped in awe of how perfectly gorgeous he was. No wonder he said he got so many women; mortal and immortal. The dress that Jac had on was perfectly comfortable, and the heels didn't bother her not one bit. Not that she went around her daily life wearing formal wear; but something about how comfortable and easy going she felt in dresses told her that wearing dresses was something that must've been apart of her former life. The one that only Jay trusted her. She wasn't always Iris, she wasn't always running around throwing rainbows into the sky like confetti, and she didn't always live in a posh apartment in New York City. She was in love once, or as close to that chemical emotion that one can get before it goes totally bizarre. And the memories were there, and in her mind like a DVD that skipped scenes because it was scratched. She could barely make them out, but the little emotions were there. Taking in a sharp breath, she smoothed out the blue silk of the short halter dress, wrapping a black shawl around her thin shoulders as she checked the clock. She still had to catch a taxi cab and find her way down there before Jay stood her up (if he was even coming, she couldn't find a plausible reason why he would) and left. It only took several seconds for her to lean into the mirror again, brush up her eyebrows, grab the silver night bag and sling it over her shoulder. This was strictly business, she reminded herself quickly and raced down to the elevator. As she stood in the elevator alone, her mind flashed back to those oh so fuzzy memories. It was funny that Jay had the same things, and she was sure that maybe he too was one of those Gods and Goddesses that had had a life before this. Had loved someone that might die. Dying. The word made Jac inhale another sharp breath as she stumbled off of the elevator. Naturally, she hailed a taxi (actually, in the process three taxis skidded to a hault for the young Goddess, but she easily slid into the first one) and gave the driver the directions to the very sophisticated Bouley. He raised his eyebrows at her, though she was sure he wasn't surprised that such a classy young woman such as herself was headed just there. Unlike other immortals, Jac was sure she had experienced death before. At least, that was what she was told. She only knew part of the story, but apparently she had had such a kind heart when she was a human, that Zeus had found a way to make her a Goddess after she had died. It was a man that had killed her. She had been engaged, or at least engaged in the heart and totally and completely head over heels for a man that would make her giggle and blush like a school girl. But, the man she had loved - he hadn't been the one that killed her. She could see it all when she closed her eyes, like a movie with poor cinematography and an ability to totally attack all of her senses. By the time her eyes flew open when she reached the familiar scene of him inching closer, the knife's blade gleaming in the shadows of the alleyway - the taxi had stopped. She quickly threw the money at him, instructing him to keep the change. The restaurant was as classy if not more than she had expected, and she earned very flew discerning glances as she was guided to the table for two. It was still quite crisp outside in the New York winter, and she would much rather be inside, breathing in the warm scent of freshly baked bread than be sitting out in the cold. She brought the cool glass of water to her lips, daintily sipping on the icy drink before she set it down. Now all she had to do was wait.

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