Name: Liam Johnson
Age: 17 Years Old
Appereance:
Personality: He's an artistic student who does enjoy photograhy and sketching. Even though he finds football games and prep-rallys quite a waste of time, he spends his him with his friends. He's sometimes been labeled the "Scene Dreg" when occasionally he drinks and does drugs, but thats occasional not exactly all the time. So being the anti-social guy he is, he enjoys life, hes a nice guy and soon to realize he'd fallen for the girl who has the popular social-scene tucked snuggley under her belt.
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It was just the peak of a new morning as Liam's alarm clock screamed for him to get up and start a new day. Groaning, he poked his head out from under the pillow, still half-asleep he rests back onto the pillow with his eyes closed, arms stretching out to beat the life out of the alarm. Laying there, he could hear his mom knocking on the door another way to wake him up. Getting up Liam ran his fingers through his hair. Great, he thought. Another lousy day at my lousy school.
Getting out of bed, avoiding his recent photography work he had spraweled out on the floor Liam grabbed a pair of casual jeans and slipped on a black shirt along with a TSE band sweatshirt. "This would have to do I suppose," he said as he raked his fingers through his hair as his refelection stared back at him from the mirror.
Instead of sitting down for breakfast he grabs the poptarts, awaiting for his arrival on the kitchen table just as he drank the juice. "Seeya Mom," he said as she read the dailey Magazine, lightly pecking her cheek. "Dont forget Liam, you will be spending the weekened at your fathers place" she said as he made his way towards the door. "I know I know," walking outside he greeted his friend who awaited for Liam.