Post by keatonfeles on Nov 15, 2010 1:57:29 GMT -5
[/color][/center]KEATON RHYS SIXTEEN HIGH SCHOOLER
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"So babe, lets get comfortable. You got a nickname I can call you by?"[/font]
Well, I'm not really fussy when it comes to nicknames. Keaton, Keats, whatever float your boat. I do mind when someone calls me by my full name: I can't stand my middle name! Rhys?! Rhys?! Er, I'd prefer to be called Feles than Rhys.
"Well, can't say it doesn't fit you. From the looks of you, I could think of just a few better. I'm just gonna call you babe for this interview. You mind? Great. Has anyone ever told you you look like.."[/font]
Well, few of my lady friends have said that I looked like Justin Bieber. But I think overall? Dallas Harder. He's way, way, way, way better than that Bieber guy. His voice! Er!
".. Yeah, actually. You must get that a lot. You're kind of hot, I gotta say. But for the ears out there listening, you wanna explain what's cooking?"[/font]
Why, thanks babe ;D Well, I think my eyes are the first thing people tends to notice. They're brownish but light and dark at the same time. I'm horrible when it comes to describing colours. I think I might be colour blinded actually. I dyed my hair black few weeks ago, my sister decided to dye it red and I couldn't stand it. NOT that I have anything against gingers. I'm way, way, way underweight but my whole family is genetically skinny. I use to get teased about it and the girls would be jealous that I was skinner than them. As you can see, I'm quite short for my age. Sad, I know. No need to cry over it, babe. I'm barely 5ft 7" but I'm a growing man!
"You are too cute. You wear this kind of stuff often, or is this just for me?"[/font]
Of course it's just for you! ;D No, actually, I'm always dressed like this. Casual, down-to-earth but I have my own clear taste when it comes to fashion. I've been labeled as being "gay" because I was more interested in fashion than the girls in my class. Sneakers, jeans, shirt. I'm your average type of guy. Except my handsome face, that is.
"Ohh. Are you hitting on me? Haha. No, seriously, what are you? Gay or straight? You look kinda like a swinger, if you don't mind me saying..."[/font]
Wanna hit the beach after this? You're cute ;D Oh, no no! I'm all about the ladies. My fellow men tends to turn me off.
"Damn. GET SOME! Hah. You wanna smoke? Drink? I got some drugs in the back if you want. -winks-"[/font]
Yes please! But only the cigarette. I'm against drinking and drugs. My grandfather died from drunk driving and my cousin died few months ago due to overdose of drugs. But cigarette? Yes please babe.
"... Oh, so you must be a virgin, huh?"[/font]
I'm a virgin, yes. But that's what makes me different from all those bastards out there! I'm a gentleman... Or so I like to think. I'll lose my virginity to the one that I love. Before I die, I hope.
"Knew it. So, you got any secrets? Come on, you can tell me. Promise this interview won't leak anywhere."[/font]
Secrets? I do look mysterious, don't I? Haha, I don't have that many secrets to be honest. Oh. Does being an ex-pyromaniac counts?
"..Ouch. Okay, don't be so cold kid. There's always a way out of shit like that. Got any ambitions, babe?"[/font]
Well, I've never thought about it too deeply. I want to do something that involves fashion and photography though. Perhaps a fashion photographer? I just want to live a normal life but I don't think it'll be easy seeing as I'm too attractive for the ladies.
"Okay, okay. Don't get too excited. Half of those weren't even real questions.. Okay let's see. Oh, here's a good one. Describe yourself in five or more words. Easy, right? You could go more into detail if you want, I don't mind one bit."[/font]
Myself? Let's see... Energetic, friendly, easily excitable, optimistic and eloquent. Oh! And adventurous. Mr. Daredevil at your service, madame. ;D I'm one of those people who looks and sounds high? But never really high.
"Couldn't agree more babe. Alright. Um.. Oh, here's another. Five likes and dislikes?[/font]
Anything from Starbucks, night time, cameras, classic books - shocked, aren't you? ;D - and sunset. They give me eerie feelings, those sunsets. Dislikes... Cats? I hate cats. They remind me of my mom. Let's see... Anything that smells too strong, people who're vain and up themselves *coughs*, slutty girls and anything red. I hate red.
".. Kinky! So last question. Gimme the details, how'd you get to where you are today?"[/font]
Well, I was born to Naomi Abigail and Rhys Reynold Feles. My dad use to be a casting agent for a well-known model agent and my mom was one of the secretaries for the agent. They fell in love, got married and settled in Seattle. After a year, they had my sister Kaya Abigail Feles and decided to move to California. I was born three years since the moving, my mom had altered her career by becoming a co-owner of this restaurant. I don't know, everything was great. Everything happy and perfect. We weren't poor but not rich. It was when I was five and Kaya was eight that our dad left us for this hot-shot French model. She was 12 years his junior. I don't really recall anything about him other than that he had a horrible mood swing. I've lived in California for all my life basically, attending the local schools. It was when I was 14 that my life became... exciting, I guess. I got obsessed with setting things on fire: don't ask me why! I have no idea why. I think it was to impress this girl I liked and I felt so alive whenever I managed to ignite a fire. My mom sent me to this rehabilitation place up in Seattle and I just returned last year. My life's pretty exciting...
"Awe, well. Least you're still alive. Got yourself, right? That's the spirit. We'll look at your interview and give you the results, so sit tight for a few minutes, okay? And don't you dare think about leaving. I'll find you and interview you again. Don't get pissy with me, I'm just the goddamn interviewer."[/font]
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