TAYLORS, Ashley Skye

[ASH SKYE TAYLORS]

CAN WE PRETEND
that airplanes in the night sky are like shooting stars i could
really use a wish right now wish right now wish right now

ASHLEY SKYE TAYLORS *

Hey, I guess I should start with my name. Ashley Skye Taylors, it’s bland and kind of boring, most people just call me Ash for short. My real name is Ashton Skylor Taylors but don’t tell anyone that, I’m trying to live my life as a normal teenage girl I like the nickname Ash and I think it sounds way better than Ashley. My twin brother gave me the nickname Ash after... an incident when I was little and the nickname just stuck. I am currently sixteen years old and can’t wait to grow up and get out of this town.

My brother is basically everything to me. He’s not exactly as strong as he should be and I blame myself for that... Anyways he’s a real sweetheart and he knows me better than I know myself. Sometimes it’s freaky how he can stop me from doing something I regret before I even do anything. We were both born on Valentines day, February 14th, the most romantic day on Earth. I would much rather have been born on Halloween or Easter than Valentines day but I guess I can’t do anything about it now. When my brother and I were younger we’d always sneak into our dads tool shed. He kept fireworks in there and matches, I guess that’s how I got my little pyromaniacy kick going, anyways I got into the matches and being the curious little thing I was I started playing with them. Not so smart right? Well my brother thought so to and he knocked the matches out of my hand. We both almost died in that fire, I was the one who came out without a scratch while my brother suffered from some serious burns. The guilt is just gnawing away at my insides... That incident is why he calls me Ash, because I was covered in it by the end of the entire ordeal.

I’m not exactly a fun person to be around. I can get really sarcastic and I’m really quick to judge people. If your first impression sucks, it’s the one you’re stuck with. I also have a shield around me to protect me from emotional harm... Sarcasm is my weapon of choice and Apathy is my shield. I’ve been hurt before, really hurt so the emotional Barrier prevents me from letting anyone get close enough to me to hurt me. If I really trust someone I trust them with my secret, I was born a boy. Yeah most people go all bug eyed when they find out about that but I never really fit in with the boys. I’d much rather play with dolls and dress up than get into trucks and Mud. My brother doesn’t understand why i feel this way but he supports me which is the least I can say for my dad. My mom supported me, my entire life she was there for me, but my dad... We don’t get along so great. I’ve been transferred to three different high schools so far and I’ve been told that if I get kicked out of this one, I’m not getting anymore chances.

People say I look a lot like Skye Sweetnam With my long brown hair and blue eyes but I’m not half as pretty as she is. I’m an average height of 5’11 and I weigh a measly 180 pounds. I like to dye my hair so sometimes it’ll be black and pink. I’ve had a few surgeries to “Fix” some of my features to make me look more like the girl I am. My parents are making me pay for the final surgery so I’ve still got a ways to go. Even though I don’t like to be called a princess I do like wearing dresses and lacy tops. When I’m feeling more normal I’ll be in jeans and a t-shirt, or a shirt that shows a lot of cleavage... i did mention my surgeries didn’t I?

Power wise? Other than the ability to be sarcastic at every moment of the day? Fire manipulation. It came with me being a Pyromaniac. I realized it when I was around ten, after the fire incident. Everything sort of went downhill from there. My brother getting sicker, me developing a love for fire and realizing I wasn’t supposed to be born a boy. Everything happened after that fire. When I really started developing my powers was when I was thirteen, focusing more on candles and getting the flame to burn brighter or even float, then it went to trying to start a fire in the fire pit in our backyard my dad walked in on it one day and he made me swear never to do it in front of people ever.

Now I’m just trying to get by with my body. Keeping to myself and letting everyone believe what I’ve been telling myself for the past few years. I’m just a normal girl, even if I’m not really one. I’ve been going to therapy once a week and I’ve been medicated since I was fourteen. I’m really into the whole Music scene, mostly guitar and I do listen to a lot of rock and metal. Pop involves too much technology and I just like the raw sound of things. I’m learning how to play Guitar and after my brother, music is the next big thing in my life. I really hate, and I mean Really Really Hate, People who are arrogant. Even if I come off as Arrogant, I’m not. It’s a defence mechanism. Arrogance is a weakness and will be a persons down fall, plus it just makes you look like an ass.

Now you know everything about me so keep quiet about it. Things happen to spontaneously combust around me.

I COULD USE A

dream or a genie or a wish to go back to a place much simpler
than this cause after all the partyin' the smashin' and crashin'

Hey my name is Katie and I am fourteen, I live in the eastern time zone in the great land of Canada, I’ve been Rping for around two years now and I can be really random oh and paramour

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