TAYLOR, kyle anthony (finished!)

[kyle]

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KYLE ANTHONY TAYLOR !
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I WON’T LET YOU DISAPPEAR
BUT I’M HERE ON MY OWN
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I AM CRYING OUT FOR YOU
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OVERALL PERSONALITY: Kyle is a very well-mannered kid. He is quiet, and more a follower than a leader. He isn't someone that steps up to the plate usually, but has the ability to do so, if he had wanted to. He is very intelligent, though his intelligence is usually lost on people, as he doesn't talk to most people much. Despite being quiet, he does demand respect from his peers, because he doesn't tolerate any type of disrespect - whether it was intended or not. Kyle has a zero tolerance policy for ignorance and stupidity, and is an impatient person by nature. Not only is there that, but Kyle is also very antisocial.

He has many acquaintances, and does keep certain people close because of their last name and status, but that's about it. He doesn't invest in his relationships, and that makes him slightly desirable - especially if you're the one being ignored. He has a big heart, but one that is hidden beneath many layers of ice - if you get to that heart, then you're pretty much set for life, because Kyle is a person that values loyalty and is deeply loyal to the people that he deems worthy. Anyone close to him knows that he is very stubborn, and isn't someone that listens well. He is never open minded, and once he's made up his mind, there's such a strength and determination in him that he is unstoppable. He is also extremely curious - something that can get him into the worst situations at times. Overall, Kyle is a person that, if you know, you'll love - but you have to work to get to know him.

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YOU USED TO HEAR ME BREATHE
WHEN YOU TOUCHED ME DEEP
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OVERALL DESCRIPTION: Kyle is a very handsome fifteen year old. He has sandy brown hair that is almost always hanging in his eyes. His hair overshadows his bright, electric blue eyes that look like the exact color of the sky on a cloudless day. He has a very light set of freckles splayed across the bridge of his nose, but they're not too noticeable. His skin is slightly tanned, getting that from spending time out in the sun over his summers. He is rather average in height and weight. Overall, Kyle is a very good looking young man.

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CAN YOU HEAR THE SOUNDS?
CAN YOU FEEL THE HEAT?
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OVERALL HISTORY: Michale and Ariana's marriage was arranged - as all pureblood marriages are. There was no love there, and no one really expected love to be there, either. Though while they were trying for a child, they found that there were some feelings there, hidden by the need for their families to marry them. They slowly became closer and closer, to both of their surprises, and fell gradually in love. It was three years later, after many attempts, that Ariana became pregnant with a child who would later be Kyle. The pregnancy wasn't easy, and Ariana was on bed rest from the time she was four months pregnant. There was a Healer on call, constantly, just to make sure that nothing would happen to Ariana nor the unborn baby.

Things never got easier. Nine months passed, and Kyle was born - but not without a price. Ariana died mere minutes after Kyle was born. Michale was devastated. This woman that he loved so much...she was gone. And it was all because of the pureblood need to have an heir. The Taylor line would continue in Kyle, but Michale found himself disgusted with the baby that they had tried so hard to have. There was no love for him in the man's whole body, and he never held him in the hospital at all. Kyle was healthy, if a little underweight, and the Healers couldn't help but feel like it was a miracle, albeit it being overshadowed by sad events. Michale sent a nanny to make sure the child was alright, and his nanny was the one to bring him home from the hospital. Michale didn't keep her though...she was fired before Kyle turned one. Nannies were never kept for long, and Michale fired one after the other before Kyle could ever get close to them.

It was a lonely existence in the Taylor household - except for his best childhood friend, Aureila. The two of them spent a lot of time together, even when they heard rumors between the two families of them getting married later on in life. Years passed, Kyle got older, and he always stayed the same. He wasn't the type of child to socialize much, preferring to stick to himself and be a lone wolf, besides Rei and the few other people he held close to his heart. Despite this, he demanded respect from everyone around him, because he had never been tolerant of ignorance or disrespect - something he had inherited from his father. Soon enough, he was at Hogwarts age, and the Sorting Hat was on top of his head. It preferred to give him Ravenclaw, but Kyle knew that wasn't an option. He was sorted into Slytherin at his own mental pleadings to the Hat, and he couldn't help but be relieved. Even though he'd hated most of the pureblooded children he'd met at the commands of his father, he had to do what he had to do to survive. That meant being a Slytherin.

He never became one of the usual Slytherins. He never bossed people around, or acted like a total ass. He was never rude, and he almost never teased anyone from any other houses. He was automatically on the defensive, though, and fights between him and other people weren't exactly something unusual - especially since he wasn't very tolerant of others and their usually ridiculous behavior. Kyle passed through his years at Hogwarts seamlessly, with grace and good grades. He was someone that didn't take on other people, and did what he knew he had to do. He wanted to go into the Ministry when he got older, and he wanted to get into Foreign Affairs - something he'd always been interested in. Because his mother had been French, something he'd found out from his father, he had learned the language, and spoke it as well as he spoke English. Because of this, he wanted to put his skills to use, because he knew that if he didn't do anything with them, they'd sit on the back shelf - and he didn't want that. He wanted to, also, learn about the French culture, maybe even live there one day. Even though Aureila was his girlfriend, he said nothing about that - the two of them, despite being close, didn't share everything - at least, Kyle didn't. He didn't tell her of his hopes, his dreams, and the way he didn't want to become a Death Eater. He told her nothing of the sort. Those things were clutched too closely to his heart to be ever said out loud.

Now, Kyle is in his fifth year, and things are the same as ever. He wishes that things could change, that the mold could be broken - but he isn't hoping for any miracles, because he knows that most miracles never come true.

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I HAVE LEFT PARADISE AND
I DID NOT EVEN SAY GOODBYE
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I FLY FREE LIKE A BIRD LOOKING FOR A PLACE TO LAND JUST
A MOMENT THEN I'M GONE LOOKING FOR SOMEWHERE I BELONG

The day was irritating her. Honestly, Thalia was someone that went on little to no sleep most of the time. She was never a morning person, and she hated bright sun and weather that was bright and cheerful. She loved overcast days, stormy days, hurricane weather...as long as there was no sun involved, she was set. But summer in Texas pretty much meant that, yay, there was sun almost all the time. What had she done to deserve this? Eh, if she was honest, there'd be a list pages long. So no, that wasn't the question to be asking the gods. Not that she asked the gods, bar Artemis occasionally and very rarely Zeus, for anything. She had herself, and that was all she needed. At least, that was what she told herself. Hades, she had been telling herself that all her life. Had she ever been wrong? Outright? Not really. There were times where it was debatable, but she did her best to forget those. Though Thalia was no way in denial, she still moved on from things. It made being immortal a lot easier. She could honestly say that she hadn't talked with Annabeth since she had been around for the birth of Sally, and that had been twelve years ago. That had been the same amount of time since she had last talked to Percy. She had ran into Clarisse and Chris by complete accident in a Starbucks in Manhattan, but that had only been a five minute conversation. She hadn't been back to camp in a very long time, when she thought about it. She would run a visit to camp for a week or two by Artemis the next time they didn't really have any hunting that was extremely important.

There hadn't been too much going on for the moment. At the moment, they were in Texas because Lady Artemis had business to take care of. Even though she told the Hunters almost everything, and she told Thalia everything, she had made sure to keep whatever this was under wraps. Thalia's curiosity had almost gotten the best of her, and she had almost overstepped her own boundaries by asking, but she knew she had no right. She knew that Artemis expected her to burst out and ask, because that was just the kind of person the daughter of Zeus was, but she had managed to keep her mouth shut. For once. She with-held a snort. Now that was something that Annabeth would say. The daughter of Athena was someone that the daughter of Zeus missed very much. She knew that the woman was successful, doing what she loved with architecture, and she was proud of her. Thalia was glad that all of her best friend's dreams had come true. She had a good family, a good albeit slightly dumb husband, and three wonderful children, with an amazing job to boot. Thalia had always known she would do well for herself. She and Luke had thought differently for themselves, always thinking they'd be on the streets or something to that affect, because they didn't have any real brains they could fall back on, but that hadn't exactly been true for either of them. She shook her head at the thoughts, blaming the intense sunlight for the onslaught of odd memories, and stood up. The Hunters were sitting around their camp that had yet to be packed up. Normally, it'd be packed up as soon as all of them were up and awake, but their lieutenant had told them that the day was a day to relax and take things easy. They had been bouncing from city to state to country to continent in the past few months, and it was starting to wear and tear on most of them, if not all of them in some way. Thalia was used to it, and so she bounced back like some sort of rubber.

The thought of Luke made her think of the other Luke. No matter how stupid that sounded, Thals knew what she meant. And it wasn't like anyone else could hear what she was saying. Well, all the gods could, but really? She wasn't that important, or interesting. They were camped in the middle of a forest, and Thalia made her way away from the rest of the girls, letting her second in command know that she was just heading off to the edge of the forest to make an IM. The other girl, Phoebe, was perfectly capable of keeping everyone in line without a second thought. If Thalia hadn't come along, when Zoe had died, Phoebe would've taken over. But Thalia was even more qualified than she was, and so she got the spot. She knew that the other girl sometimes had problems with her, but then again, not everyone in the Hunters was perfect. That was impossible. Even though they were immortal, they weren't perfect. Not even the gods were perfect - and Thalia knew that first hand. As she walked, she ignored the thunder clapping. She knew that that was directed at her thoughts, and ignored her father. She knew he was just being crabby. Thunder clapped louder, and then all was silent again. She couldn't help but snort. Only Zeus. She was at the edge of the forest, and she smiled as a rainbow appeared in front of her. Since the Hunters had done Iris a favor, she and the rest of the Hunters only had to think of a rainbow and one would appear right in front of them. It was very, very useful, though Thalia knew that it wouldn't last for much longer. Might as well use it while it lasts, she thought with a smirk. She pulled out a golden drachma and sighed as she threw it into the rainbow, and spoke. "O Iris, goddess of the rainbow, please accept my offering. Show me Luke Jackson, Camp Half-Blood, New York." she said clearly, and watched as a picture came up. She smirked, knowing his attention was elsewhere. "Hey Luke - missing your favorite Aunt?" She said with a smirk, and waited for his reply.

TAGGED ?! luke!
WORD COUNT ?! 1029! yer, i'm crazy. i know. xd
MUSE ?! i have no idea. thals is being stubborn. *snort*
NOTES ?! hehe, dramah time! xD
CREDITS ?! template made by me! lyrics go to jessica jarrel with the amazing song catch me if you can!

THIS FORM WAS MADE BY MISTRESS SNAKEY OF CAUTION PLEASE DO NORT REMOVE THIS PART.
SONG LYRICS ARE HERE ON MY OWN BY SWEETBOX.

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