|Name|
"I am Katelyn Michelle Stephenson, do I know you?"
|Nickname|
"You can call me... gorgeous, beautiful, pretty, amazing... "
|Age|
"I am 21 years of gorgeousness."
|Sexuality|
"Heterosexual, duh."
|Gender|
"Female, the prettiest of the genders."
|Face Claim|
Emma Stone
"My hair has as of right now has lately been a nice, healthy, inspiring shade of red... or orange. Whichever you prefer to call it. In the past, it's been all the colors, honestly. Blonde, brunette.. you name it, I got it."
|Eyes|
"My eyes are the most beautiful, gorgeous color of a bright, baby blue. I've been told you get lost in their crystal blueness."
|Height and Weight|
"I am of average height, at an astounding 5'4, and a very average weight of 145-ish. Okay, maybe a little bigger, but not by much."
|In Depth|
"How am I supposed to not describe my natural beauty in depth?"
"Well, I guess I'll start with the basics. I have amazing crystal blue eyes, that I've been told are attention-grabbers. My hair is always a healthy red, and I have full lips, all the better to put lipstick on with. *Smiles* I have straight, pearly white teeth, and a nice, smaller nose. My eyebrows are always properly trimmed to my face by my hairdresser, and I always do something with makeup and hair. If I don't know it, then I can always hire someone to do it to me. Let's see... *bites finger, then trails it down her bottom lip* I guess you could say I'm 'curvy'. I have hips, and a butt, and usually dress without that in mind. I'm always wearing whatever fashion is up-to-date.. Money isn't much of a problem. Never has been."
|Personality|
| Funny | Loving | Pretty | Preppy | Strong-Willed | Trustworthy | Loyal | Smart | Kind | Heart Of Stone | Flirtatious | Happy | Energetic | Partyer | Bossy |
|Likes|
â€Pinkâ€Long Lashesâ€Bright Lipsticksâ€Mani/Pedi'sâ€Funny Facesâ€Stripesâ€Ice Cream
â€Rosesâ€The Truthâ€Boy #1â€Heartsâ€Neonâ€Pastelsâ€Romanceâ€Kissesâ€Cuddlesâ€Boyfriendsâ€
Loveâ€Feelingsâ€Puppiesâ€Kittensâ€Furâ€Styleâ€Being Cuteâ€Funâ€Partiesâ€Boysâ€Nailsâ€Nail Polishâ€
Spasâ€Singingâ€Moneyâ€Being Richâ€Slow Dancingâ€
|Dislikes|
âLiesâFake DiamondsâBreaking UpâGirl #1âFake FurâSmudged Makeup
âBeing Nice On PurposeâGiving UpâBeing IgnoredâBad Eyebrow Jobsâ
Fake LashesâDull ColorsâBeing Treated Like A ChildâJerseysâ
|Secrets|
â€{Not A Virgin}â€
â€{Has Feelings for Boy 1 and Boy 2}â€
â€{Thinks she's in love with Boy 1}â€
â€{Is afraid to commit to Boy 1, because she is afraid he will leave her.}â€
â€{Has never met her mother, but anyone who asks, thinks that Katelyn just hates her mother.}â€
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"So.. you want to know the rich girl's history, huh? Well, take a seat. It's gonna be a boring one."
Well, to start out, I can't remember not being rich, or not a Daddy's girl. I think ever since I was born, I was born into both of those things, honestly. How did my Dad get rich, you ask? Well, it's kind of complicated, kind of not. He's always been best friends with Catalano's Dad, so that was a reason he got a headstart. My Dad made this thing called a Calyx. It's a type of car that rich girls like me love. So, when all the rich kids started buying them out, he became really rich, and here we are. *Does hand motion, as if shrugging*.
Now that you know how he got started, now I can talk about me, which isn't my favorite subject, but it's up there. Um.. I'm not really sure what to say, so I'll just start with basics. I grew up in Miami, Florida, with my Dad. My Mom divorced him when I was 3, saying his idea for a new brand of car was 'idiotic' and 'immature'. She didn't like me, I guess, so took off with some other rich guy. You could say that's what made me the bitch I am today, but no one in 'the core six' knows that, so, let's just keep it between me and you. Anyway, I found out about the cruise, and discovered my guy was going too, so Dad got me a ticket on the Lucrezia.
That brings me to another topic. My on again, off again boyfriend. He's an amazing guy, and I'm not sure what I feel about our relationship. I want to say I love him, truly, but, then it feels off. Like, maybe {Boy 1} doesn't really love me, like he says sometimes? Or what if I'm with the wrong guy? Maybe {Boy 2} likes me? Maybe I should give him a chance? I just don't know.. I've never been good in the romance department. Just ask {Boy 1}.
|Family|
Mother ; 49 ; {Whereabouts Unknown}
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Father ; 50 ; {Miami, Florida}
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