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Jeremy Miller

"Name's Jev, do you wanna get drunk with me while the moon is dancing with the stars?"

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a character in “Casa of Amour”, as played by RawrImaPanda

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Full Name: Jeremy Duncan Miller
Nicknames: Jev, Miller
Age: 20
Gender: Male
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Appearance: Jeremy stands as tall as 6 feet and weights 170 pounds. He has nice black hair that he gels up most of the time. His wardrobe contains of band t-shirts and dark washed jeans with a silver chained necklace that holds a red guitar pick.
Personality: Jeremy's loud in your face and doesn't care what anyone thinks. He can be quiet sometimes and outgoing other times. His smile is the most beautiful smile in the whole world, and not to mention his eyes, which are the brightest of all the colors. He hates everything related to the internet and hates twitter, though he still has one. He is said to be nocturnal, because of his heavy mid-night drinking. He is a very upfront and confident person. He's also very straightforward, with everything he thinks. Jeremy doesn't mind experimenting around with the ladies, and even the guys if he's drunk enough. He can be a ladies' man, and capture your heart in three seconds flat.
Likes/Dislikes: Jeremy loves to sing and play the guitar on his spare time, when he's alone. He loves food and eats like a trunk, but he likes to burn it off at the gym. He has a strong interest in song writing and wants to become famous some way with it. His thing about a girl is her personality, if she's dull he loses interest.
Jeremy hates when he is called by his first name, 'Jeremy,' and prefers Jev or Miller. He dislikes when people get into his business, even if it isn't their fault.
Background: Jeremy Miller was born and raised in Boston, Massachusetts with his loving single mother, Layla. He grew up without a father, but gain fatherly view from a neighbor that was a 'druggie.' He was nicknamed Jev, because Jeremy was a pussy name for the white rich people. His mother died of Cancer when Jev was only 14 years old. He was meant to be sent to a foster home but he ran away instead. He lived on the road with a 1970's VW bus with a group of hippies that found him sleeping under a tree by himself. They asked him if he wanted to join, and without doubt he said yes.
Jeremy's life was between drugs, sex, and alcohol for about 3 more years, and thought he do better when he hit 18. He moved to California to study music and performing arts, and was succeeding proudly. Yet one day, he came across a sign that was advertising "Case of Amour" and thought he could checked it.
ETC.
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How you were enrolled: Himself.

So begins...

Jeremy Miller's Story

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Ali send a smile at his direction. "Am I hitting on you?" I don't know. What do you think?" she said, giving out another wink. To answer his question she replied, "I don't know.. But im not show... So you're cute." she cracked a smile once again, Jeremy wasn't so much impressed. He has girls like this all around the state, nearly drooling over him. He was a ladies' man but at heart, he only wants to find that one girl of his dreams. "Oh and you really should come to the party. I think it would be a lot of fun." she blinked and looked into his blue eyes.

"I been told." he said, a light smirk on his face. "You're actually more attractive without all the winking." All these girls, I mean young ladies, are lovely creatures. It's like I'm in the clean version of Play Boy Mansion. he thought before replying, "You think so? I guess we have to wait and found out for yourself."

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[ Oh snap, I'm sorry! I made a typo .3. it was suppose to say ourselves, not yourself. >< ]

"I think I insulted her somehow with my big mouth." Jeremy said, whispering to Savannah, his eyes following as her petite body walked over to a door. She gripped the knob, and noticed it was locked. She mumbled something Jeremy couldn't quite hear, but she walked back next to Savannah.

"You want me to open it for you?" Jeremy suggested with a curious look on his face. His eyes changed into a dark shade from his usual color as thoughts of upsetting Ali in any way was stabbing his chest. "I can pick it if you like." he began. "And if you act fast you have a dance, with yours truly, reserved. Any song that plays at that party." he added a small, playful wink as he tried to make her smile, even if it was small.

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Ali's lips curved into a smile, causing Jeremy's bright eyes to light up. "Well what's in it for you then?" she asked, still smiling. Jeremy smiled down at her as he observed her crystal blue eyes that looked so pure.

"I get to see that pretty smile of yours." Jeremy said, hearing music from the distance. His eyes lift up to find the source of the music, and saw Myra. She had on a skirt that hugged her curves perfectly, and a halter that caused her breast to be eye candy to anyone who was interested. She had a smile pasted on her face as she waves her iPod. "I got the music slow pokes! I also have some amazing cupcakes down stairs." She walked past them and kept going down the stairs. "And I know where some alcohol is..." She said in a teasing voice.

"You better save me some, sweetheart." he said loud enough for her to hear. His eyes went back on Ali and he cracked a smile a her. "I should open that door for you. You probably still have to get ready for this party." She lead the way to her door and looked up at him. He send her a light smile as he kneel down to the knob and observed it carefully. His fingers snaked into his jeans pocket and took out a thin pocket knife, switching it open. He simply picked the lock under a minute and twisted the knob, opening the door. "There you go, love." Jeremy said, getting up and looked down at Ali.

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"Yeah... I guess I better get ready for this thing..." Ali said, looking up into his eyes. Jeremy cracked into another smile as he rose his hand and placed on top of Ali's head, shaking his hand on purposely to mess up her hair. He let out a small chuckle as he observed her reaction. "Promise me something will you?" He lowered his head down to her ear and breathing a little on her neck. "I'm not much of a dancer so don't pick anything that can kill me." Jeremy stepped away and send her another smile. "See ya later, love."

He walked passed her and waved good-bye to Savannah as he enter his room, closed the door from behind. He leaned against the locked door, and let out a sigh. "I need a cigarette and a couple of shots of good whiskey."

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Alison walked into her room, and she looked around. She looked at one of her bags. She pulled her largest one, with her clothing, and started putting it into a closet. She realized she had to figure out what to wear, anyway. She dug through the clothing until she found this. "Perfect." She said, holding up this outfit, in the mirror. http://weheartit.com/entry/8783396(But not as short and skimpy. She isn't like 'slutty'.) Alison smiled, as she slid it on, and zippered it up. She pulled the ponytail out of her hair, and put it on her wrist. As she brushed her hair, she walked over to the smaller bag, and grabbed her straightener. Alison plugged it in, in front of a mirror, and ran it through her hair, until all of her hair was straight. "Shoot.." She said, looking back over to her bag, as she turned off the straightener. Alison dropped the straightened, and grabbed her makeup bag. She pulled out mascara, foundation, and cover-up. She smiled and walked over to the mirror. As she did her makeup, she did it naturally. Then she put on small black pumps.

Alison twisted the door knob, and pulled it open. She walked out, and found the location of the party, she knocked on the door. She then quickly ran back to her room and grabbed her phone. Alison shut the door, and walked out, turning the opposite way of the party, towards Jev's room. She gently knocked on the door, chewing on the inside of the bottom lip. She smiled and looked down, at her wrist, which has a tattoo, that usually was hidden by sleeves. It was a black cross, because her best friend committed suicide when they were 15. So she got it in memory of him.

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Jeremy walked over to his suit case, that was laying on the professional wooden floor, and grip the handle to pull it up. The over-used suit case was old fashioned, had two small black belts to seal it. It had fading London's flag printed on the top of it, and the rest of a dull, dark grey. Jeremy undid the small knots and flipped the top over, revealing his clothes neatly folded. A light smile rose on his lips as his eyes view the familiar folding technique. Crystal, one of his close friends, had folded it before he had left for his long trip to Casa of Amour. Crystal was nice enough to help me pack. If she didn't treat me like a son, I'll probably would have told her a had a big crush on her. Even if she was 5 years, 2 months, and 17 days older then me and was on the bridge of getting married I would had asked her to be mines. He brushed off the thoughts as he noticed he had to get ready for the party he was just got invited to.

He waltzed his way to the bathroom and turned on the shower knob to a right temperature for his skin. Jeremy striped out of his clothes and gently placed them on the floor. He stepped into the shower, water rushing down on him, softly hitting his skin. His fingers snaked around a bar of soap and rubbed it on his skin. As time passed, he washed the soap off his body and turned the knob to shut off the flow of water. Hot smoke filled the pure white bathroom, fogging the mirrors and glass. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his waist, a little low.

"That felt great." he said, stepping out of the bathroom.

A gentle knob came from the door, causing Jeremy to turn his head to its direction. He walked over to the door and open it, wondering who it was. Ali flashed into his vision, dressed up for the party. His heart beating a little faster as his eyes rolled down her body. "Wow. You clean up nice, beautiful." he said, a smirk curved up upon his lips as his eyes raised back up to her lovely blue eyes. Small drops of water run down his body to the floor, making him just notice he was standing in front of a young lady without any clothing but a towel. Well, it's better than being caught dancing in your boxers to 'Barbie Girl'.

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Ali looked up as she saw Jeremy open the door. Her eyes got wide, and her heart started to skip a beat. She smiled. "Thank you.." She said, looking up at him while he examined her, up and down. She blushed. "Sorry for interrupting you.."

Ali looked around the hallway, stalling. By the time she looked back up, he was staring into her eyes. She smiled and looked right back up at him. "You're wet. I can wait here, while you change or whatever." She said, looking past him, into his room. She looked at him. "Oh wait, do you like my outfit?" She said rubbing her lips together, spreading lipstick she recently put on.

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"Sorry for interrupting you.." she said, in a soft tone like she was embarrassed by seeing him like this. Her cheeks glowed like two pink light bulbs, causing a smile to brush on Jeremy's face. "No need to apology, sweetheart." She's so cute, reminds me of my mom when I stepped out of the shower in front of her. So innocent, so pure. I miss her so much. the thought of his mother brought his eye color to turn a shade darker. A shade filled with pain and loneliness.

Ali's eyes jogged around the hallway and back to Jeremy, avoiding eye contact. "You're wet. I can wait here, while you change or whatever." she said, looking right past him, making his smile fade a little. "That's rude. Why will I leave a beautiful gem like yourself outside? And so far from me?" Jeremy said, a smile trying to hold on. "Come inside. I need your help in something important."

She looked up at him, and mention something about if he liked her outfit. She rubbed her lips together, spreading her lipstick around her cute lips. "You look like a million bucks, love. Even the lovely Mona Lisa doesn't have a thing on you."

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Ali's cheeks got even pinker as he called her sweetheart. Sweetheart, Beautiful Gem.. She looked up at his eyes, as her's twinkled. "Okay. What's so important?" Ali asked, as she stepped forward a little bit closer. She bit her lip, as she reached apart of the room. She sat on his bed, and crossed her legs.

"Really? Well Mona Lisa is quite amazing.. so that must make me.. uh.." Then she giggled and ran a hand threw her hair. "I feel rude.. just coming in like this.." Ali said, looking up into his eyes, which made her smile, of course.

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Ali's crystal eyes shine like a clear, sunny day at the beach. "Okay. What's so important?" she asked, stepping forward a little bit closer. She bit her lip, causing Jeremy's lip to stretch into another smile as she came inside his room. She firmly sat on the bed, crossing her legs one on the other. "I need your brilliant mind to help me pick which shirt I should wear." a shy smile rose on his lips, as he looked at her. "My friend, Crystal, used to help me but now I'm pretty clueless without her."

Jeremy walked over to her, raising his towel a little higher to his waist, hoping to make her feel a little more comfortable around him. "You shouldn't feel rude. I invited you in didn't I?" His smile turned into a smirk as his eyes slowly run through her legs to the start of her skirt. His eyes continue to go up until they reach her eyes, locking them there. A smile was pasted on her face as her eyes were also locked into his. "You have a beautiful smile. Anyone told you that?"

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Did I really invite her in to help m pick out what to wear, or did I do it just to keep her close to me? Jeremy thought, as he ran one of his hand through his wet hair. Ali shook her head, in a soft, slow motion. "No..." she mumbled, her eyes pierced on the ground. Her eyes, along with her head, rose up at she glance into Jeremy's eyes, blinking multiple times like a doll. "Well let's get to your, um, shirt." She said, changing the subject. "So what are my options?"

"They must be blind as hell." Jeremy stated, looking back into her eyes. "It's one of the most beautiful smiles I ever since besides my mom's." A sad smile lifted the corners of his lips at the thought of his mom laying on the hospital bed with that beautiful smile of hers, every time he came to visit when school was over. Jeremy walked over to his suit case filled with clothing. He took out a pair of navy blue briefs, and light-washed jeans. He also pulled out a black leather jacket that loved to add in his regular wardrobe. "So, white V-neck or KISS t-shirt?" he raise both of them up, hoping his towel wouldn't slip off his waist.

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"White V-neck! Definitely." Ali said with a cheerful tone, a bright smile pasted on her face. "Here. Go put this outfit on, and I will wait here." she grabbed his jeans and briefs and handed it to him. "Alright, but if I look like a punk you owe me a kiss." his infamous smirk curving up on his lips again as he bit his bottom lip to avoid the Joker look. "I'll be back."

He made his way to the bathroom, his clothes in hand, and closed the door. He let the towel loose up on his waist and fall down to his feet, kicking it aside with his clothes from before. He slid on his briefs, along with his light-washed skinny jeans, that were a bit baggy of him back that's the way he liked it. Next, he rolled the V-neck over his head and down to his waist. He put on his favorite leather jacket, and fixed himself up a little. Jeremy dipped his fingertips into a container of gel and it threw his hair, giving it a spark, bad boy look. Lastly, he putting his necklaces, one by one, finishing his look for tonight.

"Does it look okay?" Ali shouted, walking towards the bathroom.

Jeremy turned the knob of the bathroom, opening the door for Ali to see him. "That's for you to judge." he said, his usual smirk on his face. "Does Jev look okay, Miss Ali?"

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Ali bit her lip as Jeremy stepped out of the bathroom. "Perfect..." she said, trailing off while looking at him, walking closer. "So do you look like a punk?" She asked jokingly. "On second thought, I don't care. How 'bout that kiss?" She said before Jeremy could answer, laughing. "Kidding!"

Jeremy looked into Ali's crystal blue eyes that looked as clear as two diamonds pointed high at that sky. He stepped a few steps closer to her, closing space between them but a inch or two. The tips of his finger gently ran through her cheek, caressing it with a touch of love. Jeremy felt a little light-headed, like if he was smoking right now but he wasn't. He was less than inches away from Ali, and seem like he was floating in thin air. "I am a punk, and dressing like one is easier than counting to four." He lean closer to her, smelling her sweet scent as his lips were planted on her cheek. His lips climb up to her ear, leaving a short trail of soft kisses. "I didn't say where the kiss was." he whispered in a soothing tone.

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"Does that matter?" Ali asked Jeremy, as he slowly pulled away from her. "Your lips were on me. And that's a kiss, right?" A bright pink shade flashed over her cheeks, as her jewel-for-eyes looked up at him. "You're really cute." a small smile formed on Jeremy's lips as he lightly kissed her forehead and leaned back at the wall, looking down on her. "How old are you, beautiful?" His tongue snaked his bottom lip, craving to kiss her soft-looking lips.


"Are you ready? To go to the party?" she asked, her cheeks still blushing. She swiftly walked over to his bed, where she left her phone, and picked it up. She let out a sigh and smiled up at Jeremy, once again. "Jev." she said, releasing a small giggle after. "Never mind. Let's go." she said, walking towards the door.

"No." he said, wrapping his fingers around her wrist with a little pressure. "Tell me first, then we'll go."

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Ali shut the door, right as Jeremy opened it for her. "Are you okay?" No. I'm not. Talking about my mom brings me down. But, I can't tell you that, or I'll have to kill myself or something. Ali looked up at him, worry in her eyes. She wrapped her arms around him, laying her head on his chest. Jeremy froze feeling her warmness entering his body. He felt cold and heart-broken, and all he wanted was to drink until he couldn't see straight. Ali looked up at him, a half-smile hanging on her face. "About bringing stupid stuff up that reminds you of her..." They're not stupid. They're memories I keep close to me when I need her. She slowly let go of him, taking a step back. Jeremy had a smirk on his face, dull eyes that hid so much pain. "Of course, I am. I'm 20 years old, I'm a big boy now." he said, in a playfully tone to lighten up the mood.

She gave him her phone and asked him, "Hey, what is your number?" She had a smile on her face, and was still looking up at Jeremy with those blue eyes of hers. Jeremy let out a small smile and handed her the phone back. "I hate technology, love."

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"I'm sorry..." Ali apologized again, looking at the ground. She reached for the door knob, but shook her head. As she began to talk, Jeremy let out a loud sigh. "Jev. I know you're hurt. And I'm an idiot for not knowing what to do... but don't lie to me about it... you can trust me, Jev." I can't just trust anyone so easily. I don't know who the fuck you are in the first place. he thought to himself, just noticing her arms were around him once again giving out a little squeeze. "I'm so sorry. Forgive me?" she said, slowly pulling away and taking a deep breathe.

"What are you sorry for?" Jeremy said, a care-free smile curved up on his lips, his eyes had a little shine in them. "I'm the last time I got hurt was when my ex-girlfriend dumped me for someone who worked in a fast food place." He placed his hand on top of her head, and softly ruffled her hair. "So stop talking crap, or I'll make you shut up the only way I know how." Jeremy leaned in closer to her, and gently kissed the corner of her lip. "And I'll enjoy french kissing with a jewel like you." A smirk replaced that care-free smile from before as he reached for the door knob before her, turning it to open the door.

"Let's go. I'm starving, and I heard that the lovely young lady, Myra, was making food." he said, rubbing his stomach. "I haven't ate since this morning."

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"Nice." Ali said, in a sarcastic tone, cracking another smile of hers. Nice? What does she mean by nice? French kissing with me will be nice, or she's just trolling me? a sea of questions washed around Jeremy's mind, causing him to run his hand from his cheek to the back of his neck.

"Sure let's go, ya know, uhm eat, 'cause, i'm hungry.. yeah.." She said awkwardly, causing him to crack a small smile. He observed her body once again and ended up on her face again. Those crystal blue gems she calls eyes were so beautiful, it was like a lake's water in the summer. Her lovely lips were painted a nice shade that really went with her skin tone. Her cheeks were still a little rosy from before, or maybe they had a natural glow, Jeremy didn't know but he was a little curious. "If you're not hungry, you don't have to tag along for nothing." he said, looking straight into her ocean blue eyes. His hand slowly rose and brushed away a strand of hair that seem out of place, then it lowered out to her cheek, giving it a light touch before dropping it to his side. "I'm used to being alone, even though I'm getting used to you being by my side." a light smile curved up on his lips as his fingers got attached to Ali's, enjoying her warm, soft skin.