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Erica Moretti

I can't be your little girl forever.

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a character in “Falling In Love Is Such A Crazy Thing”, as played by City

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Name: Erica Moretti
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Role: Scenario 1

Likes:
Taking walks
Animals
Music
Adrenaline
Dislikes:
Complainers
Rules/Boundaries
Having cold feet
Ignorance
Personality: I tied my personality in with my history, though I made it short because I tend to like to develop my character through the roleplay.

Height:5'7
Weight: 127lbs
Build: Thin, slightly curvy
ClothingHere
Written Appearance: Erica's hair falls about half way down her back and is a slight dark brown. She has icy blue eyes and soft plump lips, and after working out since she was 15 years old, Erica has managed to stay thin and attain a good amount of muscle as well.

Family: Erica is an only child, which is one of the reasons her parents are so strict, and lives with her two parents, Steve and Natalie Moretti.
History: Daring, clumsy, and independent; three words that simply describe Erica. Her passion for excitement and adrenaline began to develop at a young age. Her parents tried to avoid these traits, wanting a calm, mature, and collected daughter by pushing her towards the least of exciting things and by preventing her from dating. Though she finds it highly unfair and has argued against it too many times, Erica obeys her parents' wishes, at least until that one guy game around. Besides Erica, her parents have worked their entire life, her mother being a nurse, and her father being in business, doing tons of travelling considering the town doesn't have too much to offer.
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So begins...

Erica Moretti's Story

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"I'm not 10 years old anymore!" Erica glared straight through her Mother as they went through their usual fight. She knew the exact outcome of every argument they'd had, and will have, but she always made sure to get her point across of how unfair she thought it was. Other than that one little rule, Erica loved her parents and found it difficult to disobey them, which is why her relationship status had not once ever changed.

Moments later, Erica pulled out of her driveway in her small red car her parents helped her buy after always occupying their own. She turned left at the upcoming corner and continued on driving until she reached a line of tiny boutiques, where she could buy a new much-needed pair of shorts and possibly a new swimsuit. After going through most of the stores, she finally headed back to her parked car with a pair of black shorts, and unfortunately, no swimsuit. She threw the bag into the backseat of her car while buckling herself into the front seat.

Now what.

Having most of her friends either away or working part-time, Erica realized she would need to find something to occupy her time with.

"You're back!" The lady working at the till of a small surf shop smiled at her. "Yup, I just can't stay away!" Erica laughed. "Are you by any chance hiring?"

"As a matter of fact, we are. Most of our employees have gone on some sort of vacation leaving me and one other to run the store. Want an application?"

"Please." Erica smiled, taking a piece of paper and pen from the girl and then sat down on a chair to fill it out.

Name? Erica Moretti. Age? 17. Any work experience? No. Work habits, Skills, Available Times... Done.

"Here you go." She smiled again, handing the finished application back. The girl working at the till took it and read over it. "Great. When can you start?"

Erica seemed shock, had she not expected to get hired at a place that was desperate for workers? I guess not. "Um, now!" The girl took her to the back and explained the basics and afterwards teaching her how to use the cashier. "My names Julie, by the way!" Julie grinned. "Glad we could have you, you could start off by putting the clothing from that rack over by the change rooms away."

"Okay!" And Erica was off on her first day of work.

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The first hour turned out to be really slow, but when noon hit, people of all ages started piling in. Only 30 minutes until my break. Erica kept telling herself. The room was boiling with only a single fan circling where Erica spent most of her time during her shift. When Julie came back, she finally dismissed Erica, allowing her a one hour break for being such a great help. Erica smiled then left the store into the beautiful cloudless day.

Grrrrowl. Erica’s stomach screamed up at her as she walked down to the beach where a busy concession stand was. She stood behind a young girl with a five dollar bill in hand, waiting as she ordered two bubblegum ice cream cones. The girl smiled at her before skipping off, allowing Erica to have her turn.

“I’ll have one hot dog and an orange juice, please.” She smiled at the boy taking the order. The boy winked as he handed over her food and one of their thin crappy napkins underneath. She walked over to a nearby bench and took a long sip of her orange juice and a few bites of her hotdog. As she lifted her napkin to wipe away any excess crumbs when she finished, she noticed a smudged phone number scribbled across it and a winky face drawn underneath. Erica rolled her eyes, though not at the number, but at her mother’s words circling through her mind. She stood up, scrunching the napkin into a small ball, and tossed it into the trash can as she headed back to finish her shift though she had a little over 20 minutes on her break.

"Shit, my phone." Erica turned around and started jogging back to the beach, thinking back to where she last put it down. She ran down the sandy pathway and towards the bench she was previously sitting at. "Thank goodness." She sighed in relief, placing the phone back into her pocket. Erica sat back down onto the bench to rest after her short little run, her shift didn't start for a little while anyways.

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Liam wouldn't leave Mike alone the entire morning. He kept ranting about the party, and then... after a while, he started talking about them both joining the others at the beach. So Mike had gotten absolutely zero reading done in the last two hours. In stead of making a deal of it though, Mike had sighed, put down his book and gone to the beach with his infuriating brother. The beach was okay, he guessed... it was almost noon, so people were beginning to arrive. Girls in bikinis, guys in shorts and old people who really shouldn't be showing themselves that scarcely dressed in public places. Gave him the creeps. When he got old, he'd decided he'd lock himself in his house with hid beloved books, maybe a wife too, if he ever found someone to light that untouched flame. Yes, Mike had never been in love. He hated to admit it, but it was true. He was some sort of freak of nature - he probably wasn't even able to feel like that. He was 19 with no real girlfriend to speak of. Sure, he'd done the dating scene, and he was definitely no virgin, but no. Love, as it turned out, was an exclusive party not meant for him. Maybe that's why he liked to read about it.

At the beach, he and Liam had bet up with the others. Trent, as he found, had actually managed to get a girl already. They were busy making out on the blanket this moment. Mike glanced at them, smiling wryly. Trent was a whore, really. He never dated, but he gladly slept around. He'd broken quite a few hearts already, but he wasn't a bad guy. Not really... not with his friends. Peter, Adam and Christian were in the water, messing around. They'd found a couple of others to push a bathing ball around with. Liam was... well, he was working on his tan, as he liked to put it. Mike himself, was sitting on a blanket next to the one sporting Trent's make-out-session, music blasting in his ears. He liked to just watch the beach. Observe. Think. Listen to... Linkin Park at the moment, apparently. It was one of their old songs; in the end. A favorite of his. He actually hadn't fancied their newest album, so he hadn't bothered putting it on his Ipod. But the classics? Those, he loved.

He'd been sitting there for a while, thinking that maybe he should go to that damn party anyway, except... Liam had been adamant about the matter, which made Mike want to do the exact opposite - something his twin knew very well. They didn't look entirely alike. They both had darkblonde hair, and the same nose and chin, but that's where their similarities ended. Mike had brown eyes, Liam had grey, Mike had a lean build, Liam's was broad, and so the differences went on. Even their clothing styles were different. Mike wore stylish, yet casual clothes, where Liam was all about jeans and t-shirts. Their personalities were opposites too... in most ways, anyway. They both preferred brunettes, though Liam didn't care whether they were superficial sluts, or virtuous girls. Everyone was good for a fuck. He was a lot more like Trent in that department.

"Hey... dude," Mike heard Liam say, and as he glanced in the direction of his brother, he saw the guy get up. "Wanna go get some food? I'm starving." He continued. Mike chuckled, Liam was always 'starving'. "Sure... why not? I'm starting to feel a little hungry myself" he replied as he stood. Liam suggested this concession stand just down the beach, and Mike merely shrugged and followed. He wasn't really a big fan of fastfood. He preferred a meal that had actually been cooked, not just thrown into a deep fryer, but it was the best he could get at this moment, so he'd deal.

As the two guy stood in line, Mike caught sight of a beautiful brunette running down the beach towards the stand, or a specific bench, he soon realized. She looked panicked, like she'd forgotten something, and when she stopped at the bench she'd been locking at, he saw her pick up a small device. Some sort of music-player or phone, he figured, smiling a little as she put it into her pocket and sat down. He would've been panicked too if he'd forgotten his phone here. Mike was still looking discretely at the girl, when an elbow poked him in the stomach. "Hey!" Mike said, sending his brother a glare. Liam smirked, "do you want food or that brunette over there? 'cause... you know, it's our turn." As he said it, Mike realized it was indeed. He cleared his throat, not bothering to answer Liam's little joke, and ordered a bottle of water along with a chicken-sandwich. The guy in the stand cast Mike a smile saying 'why are you wasting my time, idiot?' as he gave both guys their lunches. Liam, of course, had a coke, two hotdogs and a twix. They paid the guy and moved out of the way, letting the next in line past.

"So," Mike said, "back to the others, or?" There were no available tables, so they didn't have much of a choice really. Liam grinned, "nope... not a chance. You're finally interested in a girl here, and I'm not just walking away," he said, striding towards the brunette Mike had been gauging mere minutes ago. Uh oh, was his initial reaction, but then he just shook his head and followed. Liam could not be stopped once he set his mind to something, besides... Mike was sort of curious as to what he'd do.

Liam stopped next to Erica, smiling down at her, "hello sweetpea... it appears there are no available benches, so my brother here, and I, were wondering if we might be able to join you?" Mike snorted on a half laugh, glancing from Liam to Erica. "What he means to say, in common English is; do you mind if we sit with you, since there are no other benches? And don't take offence at the nickname, please. Our mother did a terrible job with him." He said, smiling wryly. Liam shrugged, looking at Mike, "yeah, but I said it with feeling, dude."

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Erica sat on the bench staring out into the water completely distracted by the hypnotizing waves continuously crashing onto the shore. "hello sweetpea... Erica snapped out of her trance and turned her head to find two guys, both holding lunch they had obviously just bought from the concession. ”It appears there are no available benches, so my brother here, and I, were wondering if we might be able to join you?” She looked around the beach, it had gotten a lot busier since she last noticed, and then looked towards the guy standing next to the one that first spoke to her. He was definitely cute. "What he means to say, in common English is; do you mind if we sit with you, since there are no other benches? And don't take offence at the nickname, please. Our mother did a terrible job with him."

Erica smiled and laughed slightly; especially at the fact that her Dad still called her that. “No problem.” The brothers' attitudes towards each other entertained her. She wished she could have a relationship like that with her nonexistent sibling and be able to vent all she wanted about their parents without having to feel embarrassed by their rules. Oh well. There's always her dog, though he never was much of a help when it came to taking sides.

She stared up for a few seconds too long before she scooched down a bit. She figured they must be visiting from out of town since their faces never peaked her memory, and who wouldn't remember someone with a smile like that AND beautiful brown eyes?

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Mike was staring. He knew it, Liam knew it, and the girl probably noticed too. It was just... Liam was right. She was the first girl he'd taken an interest in, since they got to the little town, and it was weird. Not that he was into her, but that he was that into her... plus, Liam would bully him the next many weeks, he knew that much for sure. The smirk on his brother's face when he glanced at him, spoke more than words ever could. “No problem.” the girl then replied, looking up at him, laughing a little adorable laugh, and he couldn't help a little inward victory-dance along with the smile he sent Erica, mostly because she'd looked at him... not Liam. Liam always got the girls.

"You may as well give up," Mike said as he sat down in front of her, Liam on his side, "we've only been here a week, you probably wouldn't know us." He'd noticed that her gaze had had that usual tint of attempted recognition, the usual 'where the hell do I know you from?' Liam took a swig of his coke and mock-pouted. "What're you talking about? All the girls know us!" That comment made Mike half snort, half laugh like before... basically like he always did around his brother. "If they do, it's only because you and Trent have already," he paused, and looked at the brunette, "excuse the language," he added, then glanced to Liam, "fucked half of them." Liam laughed, "so?"

Mike smiled wryly at his brother, shook his head and took a bite of his sandwich. As he finished chewing, he looked at the brunette, smiling again. "So anyway... I'm Mike, and this obnoxious creature," he said, gesturing towards Liam, "is my twin brother Liam. We're just here for the summer. You are?" He smiled at her, a little charming glint in his brown eyes. Liam made a face, muttering "obnoxious... pff. I'm awesome you know." Then he stuffed his mouth with hotdog.

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A smile reached Erica’s face again, not that anyone had said anything, just a reaction she just recently developed (within the 10 minutes) as the brown-eyed-boy smiled at her again. Brown eyed boy... Sounds like it should be in a song or something. She thought to herself. Seconds later, Erica wiped her face of the curiousity of where these guys were from after the male clarified they were only visiting.

"What're you talking about? All the girls know us!" His brother responded.

“If they do, it's only because you and Trent have already... excuse the language... fucked half of them.”

Erica laughed, though was relieved he hadn’t added himself in there, but why? It’s not like it would matter anyways. Erica’s eyes had wandered into thin air as she zoned out again, which she seemed to be doing quite frequently in the past few minutes. Her gaze returned to the brothers as they introduced themselves, or brown eyes introduced them. Mike. Liam’s name had flown right over her shoulder, not that she meant to... “Erica Moretti.” She smiled again, mentally face-palming herself as she added her last name in there as well. “I live here, though to be honest, within the week you’ve been here, you’re name hasn’t come up within the few...” And artificial. “Girls that are here.” She directed towards Liam, though it would be unfair to say all the girls here were artificial, though almost too many of them would waste every single dime on bronzer that’s too dark, or push-up bra’s that you would swear had two full water balloons attached to them. “You’re name, on the other hand...” Erica laughed again as she looked back to Mike, though she surprisingly really hadn’t heard of them.

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Mike sent Liam a skeptical look and took another bite of his Sandwich as the girl said her name... surname too. He would've grinned if he hadn't had his mouth full; it was sort of adorable. He finished chewing and smiled at her, "Erica... that's pretty." He noted, sounding sincere. He actually did like her name... it suited the chocolate-haired beauty in front of him. Yes... he was a sucker for cute brunettes with great smiles, cute laughs, subtle make-up, and gorgeous lightblue eyes. It just so happened to fit the girl currently smiling at him... which was in no way the reason... not even a bit... nope, not at all... okay, so if he had to be honest, she was perfect. She appeared to be exactly the kind of girl Mike could see himself falling for... hell, he probably was already.

He did believe in love at first sight... he was a romantic after all, but he'd never experienced it. Not until now, or... well, it wasn't like in the books. Not like he instantly loved her and wanted to spend the rest of his life with her, but he could tell she was amazing already. Maybe it was just the way she looked, but Mike didn't think himself to be that kind of guy. He'd been with beautiful women before, without experiencing this level of interest. It was eerie, but kind of nice too...

Then she made a comment about never having heard of Liam, but having heard of Mike, which made him laugh. Liam pulled back, putting a hand on his chest in a mock display of hurt, "you wound me deeply, sweet-cheeks." He said teasingly, then laughed. Mike chuckled at his brother. "Really? I think she's funny..." he commented, smiling at Erica. This made Liam shoot Mike a look of mock-menace, scoffing at him. "You're a terrible brother you know." He said, before returning to his hotdog, seemingly eating without a care in the world. Mike smiled wryly, "sure I am," he said and looked at Erica, "so... what do you do, Erica Moretti?" he asked, smiling at her, with a playful yet charming look in his eyes. "school, work, nothing?" He was actually curious about this girl. For once, he wasn't just asking because he hated silence, but because something about her was just so... new.

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Erica continued to smile and laugh as the two brothers’ threw back words. She sighed, annoyed at the attraction she had for Mike, especially since it would never be able to go any further than this. Though, truth be told, breaking this rule was a major temptation in Erica’s mind right now.

Erica listened as Mike asked her about herself. “I just got out of school for the rest of the summer and I now work at a surf shop just down the road.” She gestured in the direction she had come from earlier. “What about you, what brings you here to this little boring town?” She asked Mike. She really did wonder why people visited here; maybe it was just her after living here all her life, stuck with the same few stores, and the same people.

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“I just got out of school for the rest of the summer and I now work at a surf shop just down the road.” Erica said, and Mike gave her once-over, trying to decide what school... probably high school, he concluded. If he had to guess, he'd say she would be a senior next year, so she was probably around 17 or so. And she worked at a surf shop... he looked in the direction she was pointing, and then smiled at her. He didn't get to reply as she asked him why he was even there. It made him chuckle, because he actually had no clue... except that the beach house was cheap, because Peter's uncle owned it. He actually like the place, though. It was nice. Had a little bit of everything.

"Well," Mike began, "I actually like it here... though I probably wouldn't want to live here." He sent her another great smile, eyes warm and friendly. "Besides... the house was cheap," he then added on a little chuckle, not wanting to leave anything out. "And Liam insisted." Liam made a sound with his mouth full, which made Mike laugh. "What? no clever comment?" He asked his brother, taunting him. Liam glared at Mike and finished chewing, a look in his eyes that Mike knew, but rarely liked. "So, Erica," Liam said, swallowing the last bit, "we're going to this party at a beach-house further down the beach... some chicks are hosting it. You should come. Mike'll be there." The last bit, he said with a glance at Mike and in a very teasing tone. Then he got out a piece of paper from his wallet and gave it to Erica. Mike made a face at Liam when Erica didn't look, knowing it would be a flyer for the party. Address and the works. Probably had Liam's phone-number on it too, if Mike knew the guy.. and unfortunately, he did.