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James Lee

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a character in “Love Game”, as played by bandgeek

Description

JAMIE
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GENERAL INFO
Full name: James Lee
Nicknames: Mostly goes by Jamie
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Birth Date: December 24th
Age: Seventeen
Sexuality: Openly Gay


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APPEARANCE
Height: 5'3"
Tattoos:
* Right side, three birds flying
* Bottom of stomach, "Like Phantoms Forever"
* Left Arm, various shapes.
* Above right man boob, "A heart that hurts, is a heart that works."
* Various others.

Scars:
* Through his right eyebrow, though it's almost invisible unless you're close.
* One long one going across his back, caused by a deep knife wound.

Piercings:
* Both ears, very small gauges.

Appearance: Jamie is short and skinny with limbs way too long for his body. The only other distinctive feature is he is very, very pale and tends to wear a lot of black, but is in no way "goth" or "emo", just somewhat color blind.


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PERSONALITY
Personality: Jamie does not feel nervous in social situations, and has a good impression of what others think of him. He likes to speak out, take charge, and direct the activities of others. He is usually the leader in group activities. He prefers dealing with either people or things rather than ideas. He regards intellectual exercises as a waste of his time. He finds helping other people genuinely rewarding and is generally willing to assist those who are in need. He also finds that doing things for others is a form of self-fulfillment rather than self-sacrifice, however he does not enjoy confrontation, but will stand up for himself or push his point if he feels it is important. He has strong will-power and is able to overcome your reluctance to begin tasks.

He is a calm person who is considered almost fearless by some. He rarely gets angry and it takes a lot to make him angry. Mostly his emotions are on an even keel and he does not get depressed easily. He does not feel nervous in social situations, and has a good impression of what others think of him. He is poised, confident, and clear-thinking when stressed.

He genuinely likes other people and will openly demonstrate positive feelings toward others. He makes friends quickly and it is easy for him to form close, intimate relationships. He finds the company of others pleasantly stimulating and rewarding, and enjoys the excitement that crowds provide. He likes to speak out, take charge, and direct the activities of others. He is usually the leader in group activities. He leads a fast-paced and busy life. He moves about quickly, energetically, and vigorously and is always involved in many activities. He loves the bright lights and hustle and bustle. He takes risks, and he seeks thrills.

He is a moderately imaginative person who enjoys a good balance between the real world and fantasy. Jamie is reasonably interested in the arts, but mostly interested in just music. He has good access to and awareness of his own feelings. Always eager to try new activities, travel, and experience different things. Finding familiarity and routine boring, he will take a new route home just because it is different. Often he exhibits a readiness to challenge authority, convention, and traditional values. He also feels a certain degree of hostility toward rules and perhaps even enjoy ambiguity.

He naturally assumes that most people are fair, honest, and have good intentions. He sees no need for pretense or manipulation when dealing with others and are therefore candid, frank and sincere. People find it relatively easy to relate to him. He does not like to claim that he is better than other people, and is generally shy from talking himself up. He is tenderhearted and compassionate, feeling the pain of others vicariously and are easily moved to pity.

He believes that he has the intelligence, common sense, drive, and self-control necessary for achieving success. In general he tends to be disorganized and scattered. His sense of duty and obligation is average and although he is mostly responsible, he can sometimes be unreliable. He often says or does the first thing that comes to mind without deliberating alternatives and the probable consequences of those alternatives.

Hobbies: He plays guitar. Jamie also suffers from insomnia, so he sketches often when he can't sleep, or he'll write.


HISTORY
Relationship Status: Single

Family: His mother died when he was born and his father was already gone before that, as he wanted nothing to do with mother or child. He was admitted into foster care and has been there since. His foster mother, Joyce, is his hero as she takes care of multiple children all on her own. She's the kindest woman ever, and he is the oldest there so he can often be found taking care of them or helping anywhere he can.




Theme Songs
Strange and Beautiful | Aqualung
Broken | Lifehouse
King And Lionheart | Of Mice and Men
All We Are | OneRepublic


"I've been watching your world from afar,
I've been trying to be where you are,
And I've been secretly falling apart, unseen.
To me, you're strange and you're beautiful,
You'd be so perfect with me but you just can't see,
You turn every head but you don't see me."



"I'm falling apart, I'm barely breathing
With a broken heart that's still beating
In the pain, there is healing
In your name I find meaning
So I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on, I'm holdin' on
I'm barely holdin' on to you."



"Howling ghosts they reappear
In mountains that are stacked with fear
But you're a king and I'm a lionheart.
And in the sea that's painted black,
Creatures lurk below the deck
But you're the king and I'm a lionheart."



"We won't say our goodbyes you know it's better that way
We won't break, we won't die
It's just a moment of change
All we are, all we are, is everything that's right
All we need, all we need, a lover's alibi"


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So begins...

James Lee's Story

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Oliver woke with a start, breathing heavily and shaking slightly. Every night for a week now, since that stupid party, he'd had the same dream. Another thing that had been happening that week was he had done everything in his power to stay away from Terrance. These dreams were really starting to get to him, and he was afraid of what he would want to do- or do- when he saw his best mate. And he was sort of, well to be honest, scared. There was no way that he could have feelings for his best friend, there was no way he could have feelings for a boy! Just because Terrance... he kissed him back... it didn't mean anything. He was probably just drunk or something. Did Terrance even drink? God, there was really something wrong with him. Even thinking that he felt anything other than friendship for his, well, friend, was ridiculous.

An hour later Oli left his house showered and looking quite adorable, wearing split leg black and white checker skinny jeans and a Motionless in White shirt. Instead of walking, he pulled out his board and decided to skate to school. It wasn't like there was much of a difference, but he hated walking. Fortunately he arrived rather early, which meant that he would be able to get to his locker and get to his first class before Terrance could find him. Though he knew that he wasn't going to be able to avoid his mate the whole day, and at some point he would have to talk to him. There wasn't really a reason for his nervousness either, Terrance seemed completely normal. It was him that was making a big deal about it. Well, it was sort of a big deal when you had a crush on your best friend. Wait, no, he didn't have a crush on him. They were just friends, god.



That morning was crazy. The children were running wild, jumping on the couch and beds and one of them was even up on the table. Jane was trying to make breakfast and take care of them at the same time, and also make sure they were quiet enough to not wake him up. As soon as the little one, a five year old girl named Andy, told him that he felt terrible. If he'd just woken up earlier he would have been able to help. Jordan and Zai, eleven year old twins, were jumping on the couch when he finally made it downstairs. He quickly pulled each one up, spinning them around before playfully "slamming" them back down on the couch. By the end James was on the ground with both boys on his back, trying to beat him up. Though soon Jane called for breakfast, mouthing a quick thank you to James.

He went upstairs and showered, throwing on a pair of white skinny jeans and a Fuck Love tee that he knew he was going to get in trouble for wearing. The only other thing he had to grab was his black mailbag, and then he was off to school.

As soon as he stepped inside the school his eyes went through the crowd, searching for his friends. Unfortunately he was pretty short so it wasn't the easiest thing for him to find anyone. Shuffling over to his locker, he pulled the door open and shoved his bag inside, only bothering to grab his math book before locking it. Lucky him, he got assigned math first period. The only subject that he was terribly terrible at.

The setting changes from bar-harbor-maine to Conners Emerson

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Jessi


Jessi tapped his fingers on the steering wheel of his car. He really didn't want to enter the new school. He was more then aware of how new kids where treated in America, he was also aware of a bullying issue that wasn't any where near as easy going as Canada's, then again Canada had a very high suicide rate ....... Jessi took a deep breath and lugged his bag over his shoulder and exited his car. He locked it remembering that he couldn't leave his car unlocked like back home. Taking a breath he walked into the new school. He found his locker easy enough, but the hole "locks made into the lockers" was strange to him. Not really trusting his expensive camera and accessories to be left in a locker that someone else could get into easily he took his bag with him to his next class, which was math. Why did he take math? Jessi sucked at math, and it was first thing in the morning!!! Jessi didn't like this, math had this habit of draining his brain of creativity and making him miserable for the rest of the day.

Slipping into the class room he moved to the back of the room and stuffed himself in the corner with the window. He pulled out a massive note book that had subject sections to it and opened it to the first section and started to doodle random stars and shapes.

Annie

Annie squealed loudly and jumped onto James back just as he was about to enter his first period class. She did this on a daily basses. It was her way of saying that she was very happy to see someone. She ruffled his hair while on his back. "Missed one of my besties, even though I saw you the day before yesterday, I still missed you~!" She spoke in a very dramatically. She got off his back after saying this and grind at him. They were almost the same height, James was only a inch taller then her self and she was ... well short. Annie hadn't bothered to bring any of her school stuff to school that day, she really didn't expect any of the teachers to make them do homework on the first day of school, really what teacher was evil enough to make a teen do home work on the first day of school?!

The setting changes from conners-emerson to Bar Harbor, Maine

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Blair's goofy grin had not faded when Juliet shot her the middle finger, because she is definitely accustomed to such greetings from her occasionally sharp friend. One has to be, in order to maintain a long friendship with someone who they are constantly butting heads with. Luckily, the young woman has always seemed to be made of rubber with her apparent ability to bounce back from insults and fights alike. This rebounding nature is more due to an inability to handle tension for too long than an actual indifference to the words and actions of others. For all of her disappearances and pranks and odd behaviors, Samantha Blair is still human, after all. A human who, just as she is shutting her locker, is approached by a kid whom she identifies as new on sight, and as foreign as soon as he releases one or two words. Why would someone from not-here ever want to be here? Poor sucker, she thinks sympathetically, practically the president of the nonexistent 'plans on getting out of Bar Harbor' club. She opens her mouth to say something, probably something silly, in response to his introduction, but the response is cut off when the young man, Petru, takes her hand and kisses it before asking her if she will show him where his classes are. Were she a different kind of person, perhaps the red-haired young woman would have blushed or reacted with some other uncertain and embarrassed expression, but she is not a 'different kind of person'. Hence, she merely flashes something that is a cross between a smirk and a grin, and dramatically curtsies with an imaginary skirt.

"Well, darlin', looks like you're goin' the same way as me," she responds in a thick and clearly fake -Blair has never been able to nail accents- Southern accent. She has gotten a glimpse of his schedule and knows that he is headed towards the same math class as she is. Perhaps her feigned accent may have come across as her mocking her, but it is honestly just the way that the young woman acts, no malice intended. Everything she does is just kind of whatever has come to mind, and she is infamous for saying the most random things and blaming it on having a case of 'word-vomit'.

As she is not the sort of person who likes to wait around for others, also known for simply leaving if a person takes too long, Blair links her arm through his, points dramatically in the general direction of the math class, and proceeds to drag him there as though she is a superhero and he a mere civilian in need of guidance. By this point, she has completely forgotten to introduce herself, more focused on getting to class. A familiar duo enters the room before she and the new kid do, and she only just barely resists the urge to go and pounce on them. An impressive feat for her -resisting an urge, that is- which she compliments herself on whilst walking through the door.

"Welcome to math, Mr. Petru," Blair says cheerfully, sweeping her arm out in an encompassing manner, if only for the fun of it. She separates her arm from his and gives a tiny salute before marching to the back of the classroom to sit diagonal from Juliet, whom she throws a flirtatious wink so over the top that it is clearly all in play. Then again, what does Blair ever do that isn't in play? She's like a child in a teenage body- a rather troublesome child, at that.

"Did you see this morning? The town deemed fit to welcome me back! I told you everyone loved me," she boasts jokingly, ever-present smile dancing at the corners. "Also- new kid from. . .well, not from here. Has an accent- but you know I can't place accents for the life of me, don'tchya suga'?" A deep southern accent is thrown in towards the end for emphasis of Blair's point. She notices the boy who has taken Juliet's official unofficial spot, and spins around in her chair so that she is straddling it to face him. Even though Blair is terrible with remembering names, she never forgets a face, and definitely hasn't seen his around before. Her obsession with getting out seems to include a fascination with new kids. She looks back over towards the first new kid and waves at him before focusing back on the one behind them.

"Ooh, two new kids? Greetings, new boy," she says, holding out a hand to shake his before raising her eyebrows.

"Don't worry, I don't bite. Unless you ask nicely," she adds with laughing sparkle in her eyes.

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James rolled his eyes, having heard the girl approach but not having time to turn and catch her like he usually would have. That meant that she was surely going to try and mess his hair up, which came only moments after he felt her wrap herself around him. He couldn't help but smile though, Annie just happened to have this way of always making his day seem a thousand times better. Perhaps it was just the positive vibe he felt around her, and sometimes he felt that if he even tried to be negative she would tear his eyes out. "I missed you too," he teased, pulling her away from the door so other people could get into the classroom. To be honest, he wasn't really that thrilled about going to class, and if it wasn't for having to get home early to take care of the kids, he would probably skip this period. But if he did, he would get a detention, and then he would let Jane down. "You forgot your school things," he said, arching an eyebrow.



Oliver stood staring at his open locker, hand gripping the door of it so tightly that his knuckles had turned white. When had he turned into this? This... complete wreck of a person. To say the least, he was ashamed in himself. His parents- well his dad- okay, before his mother died and his father went slightly insane, they had been quite the religion freaks. Even though it was a year ago, every time he thought of his mother it was like a knife was wedging itself a bit deeper in his chest. And he wouldn't dare ever let her down, which meant there was no way he could be attracted to anyone else but... girls.

Hearing the sound of his friends voice, his eyes somehow found him in the small crowd just in time to see Terrance and that girl exchange a kiss. That girl, it was sort of pathetic how he'd come to start calling her that. It wasn't jealousy, he would never admit to that, but he still didn't like her. Apparently his friend had spotted him too, but Oliver quickly looked back to his locker, as if that would stop the blonde from coming over. Still, he felt Terrance's arm go over his shoulder and he shrugged it off. "Hey Terrance," he said, suddenly distracted with the unopened math book in his hands.

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Jessi

Jessi smirked at this girl. "I'll take that as that as a open invitation" Jessi mentally slapped himself. He was a bit of a shameless flirt, but he did smirk at the girl calling him Charlie. "The name is Jessi, it's nice to meet you..." Jessi didn't finish his sentence do to the lack of knowing this strange girls name.
Jessi had to flinch at the sound of the other new male student speaking over the crowed and speaking poor English. That was not a good way to start off in a new town that is small. Jessi was speaking of other new kids that would come to his old school. The key lied in not staying quite till someone else talked to you and falling into some friends.
Annie

Annie grinned a toothy grin at James. "Really, what insane teacher has anything planed for today. What teacher is evil enough to have homework for today of all days. It's the first day of school." Annie had started to bounce on the balls of her feet. She was nervous, though the way it flowed off of her was more of a excited vibe. "If someone wants to make us do homework it will be there fault for me not handing it in on time." She was blabbing now. Trying to keep her own thoughts off of what, more like who, was really on her mind.
For about a year now Annie had admitted it to her self that she was lesbian. And at some point in that year she had gained a crush on one of her closest friends, Juliet. Annie didn't know where to start as to what brought Annie's attention to crush on the other teen, perhaps the long silk blond hair that Annie loved to play with so much, or the sudden hand holding that Juliet did, or the cuddles. For the most part this had confused Annie. Annie did know about Juliet's sexuality, but was it that innocent way she had or was it something more. So Annie decided that bottling all her feelings up and acting like she did before she found out EVERYTHING was for the best. After all she didn't want to lose the attention her two gay and very much so best friends would be hell on earth of the Redhead.
Annie took a peek into the math class room. Three new kids. Her eyes lit up, but her attention was quickly given to Juliet. At seeing Juliet Annie waved over animatedly. "James, three new kids" She elbowed him in the side playfully and winked at him "Who knows you might find someone"

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You would have probably expected Oliver to relax when Terrance pulled away, but instead a pained expression covered his face. He had probably offended the other boy... that was the complete opposite of what he had wanted to do. The touch to his shoulder made him jump, and he stared at the hand for a moment, but made no move to remove it. Nodding slowly, Oli slumped against the wall of lockers to his left. "I just was thinking about my mum," he lied easily, though it wasn't entirely a lie. He had thought about his mom, how disappointed she would be that he had kissed another boy. Terrance had been there for him though, when his mother had passed away. There was no way he would ever repay him for that.



James shook his head, a bemused expression crossing his face. Annie was always the greatest girl in the room, at least that's what he thought. The little- hah, he was only an inch taller than her- red head always seemed to capture the attention of the room. If he liked girls, there was no doubt in his mind that she would be his crush. "I'm pretty sure all teachers have something planned for today." He said, acting quite serious. "You know they all get together and plan these things!", he joked, though it was probably true. Teachers always did seem to schedule everything for the same days.

At that moment, James was too busy staring at one of the new kids to say anything else to Annie. Well, this was probably a new record for the school. Maybe, maybe they would get a new student every other year or so, which meant that three new students all at once was a big thing. His attention was captured by the boy in the back, talking to Juliet and that girl she chose to hang out with- Blair, he reminded himself. The other girl was fun to be around, but they also tended to butt heads a lot. That wasn't so pleasant, considering he never did well under pressure. It was exactly why he didn't try and make close friends with anyone, the commitment and seriousness was terrifying. Just the thought of having to please Annie and Juliet, make sure that they weren't mad at him, was a scary thought.

He was pulled out of his thoughts when he got an elbow in his side, and his cheeks flushed slightly red at her teasing. "We all know that I'm forever a bridesmaid, never a bride," he replied, something he said quite often when anyone mentioned love or dating. "Which reminds me, if I am not a bridesmaid when you get married, I'm crashing the wedding James Bond style." He gave her a very serious look before winking. "I'm going to go bother the new kid, you should go save Jules from Blair," he was only half teasing when he turned and went towards the back of the room, dropping into the desk next to Jessi. "You're new." Nice job stating the obvious. "I'm James," he offered his hand for the boy to shake, meeting the eyes of every other person in the group before going back to the boy.

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Tears sprung into his eyes when Terrance's arms went around him, and he wished that he hadn't pulled away so quickly. Still, he wasn't about to try and pull him into another hug, it would just be awkward. Sniffling pathetically, he swiped at his eyes and gave a weak laugh. "Look at me," he said, still trying to wipe his eyes but in a way that wouldn't leave them red. "I'm turning into a girl." It was an attempt at a joke, a pathetic one at that.

The evil little voice in the back of his mind yet again reminded him that Terrance was bi-sexual, and not only that but the somewhat popular kid even threatened to lower his status by hanging out with someone like himself. But that still didn't really make a difference, his friend had a girlfriend. And he was a boy. "You still planning on coming to watch the game after school?" You really don't have to bring your girlfriend though, he thought, but didn't say it out loud. He didn't really feel up to going and playing football, but he knew that if he missed the first game the coach would be quick to find someone to replace him.



James grinned, looking back over to Juliet. "Of course, I must keep up my gentlemanly appearance," his voice pitched into a deeper, more formal sounding tone near the end, clearly planned to make the others laugh. Smirking, his eyes flicked back over to the new boy, and then back to Juliet before he winked in her direction. It was meant to make her blush, also meaning that he totally saw her being friendly with the boy. It wasn't that his friend was mean, just she didn't seem to be that quick to make new friends either. It definitely wasn't something that bothered him though, he adored the attention he got from both of his girls.

Finally turning back to new boy, he stuck out his hand and began the usual introduction speech he gave everyone. "I'm Jamie Lee, exactly five foot and three inches. I wear a size nine shoe and also prefer men over women, making you the possible Mister Jamie Lee," that was the only part that usually changed in his speech, but only his two friends knew of it. If he thoughts whoever it was was cute, date-able if you may, then he would say that. If not, he would simply end his introduction at men over women. "And who would you be?" He really was never one for subtleties.

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Blair's eyes move off of Petru and over to Juliet, whom she catches staring at Annie and James -more the former than the latter- with a slightly wistful expression. Now, most people assume that Blair notices nothing outside of her own little bubble, by the careless way she acts and her lack of long-term planning talents, but she would have to be blind to not notice the way that Juliet, whom she's been friends with for ages, has been looking at the cute little red-haired girl. Admittedly, Annie is rather attractive, though Blair doesn't personally have any feelings towards the girl. Perhaps Juliet can hide her feelings from the object of her affection, but no one thinks about the fact that Blair might notice anything outside of her own amusement, and so people tend to sometimes let their guard slip just a little bit. Perhaps they are somewhat correct in thinking of her as having little perspective on such matters, but she does notice some things at least. This is why she smiles mischievously at her friend's expression, about to make a comment on the matter when Jessi speaks up again, giving a clever retort to her quip. "I'll take that as an open invitation," the young man responds smoothly with a bit of a smirk. Blair's grin widens with amusement, as she is clearly liking the new kid so far- he seems fun enough, at least.

"I like you," Juliet informs the new kid matter-of-factly, voicing Blair's decision. The blonde of the two young woman is smiling, something unusual inside a classroom, especially this early in the morning. Blair nods, "Stamp of approval, Jessi. Blair, by the way. Samantha Blair." She glances over as Annie and James come over to the group, the latter sitting down near the new kid and immediately stating the obvious before introducing himself to Jessi. He makes eye contact with everyone, but Blair figures it to be more of a polite notion than anything else. The two have a rather strained relationship, at best, but tend to get along better when there are others in the group to prevent any butting of heads. To be honest, the only strong connection to the group of friends that Blair really has is Juliet, and even then it is somewhat shaky. She simply isn't as much a part of the group as others, something which used to make her slightly resentful, until she decided to stop caring about things like being part of a specific group and having people to fall back on. Of course, it helped to confirm her desire to get out of this suffocatingly dull town.

While the others are occupied with each other, Blair hears a thudding noise and looks over to see that a girl with a promising array of colors in her hair has hit her head against the textbook with an over dramatic motion, before she sits back up with a slightly irritated looking expression. Blair doesn't bother to suppress a chuckle as she surveys the new young woman. "If you smack your face enough, it will match the color of your hair~" she comments in a blithe tone, grinning at Diamond. Soon, another girl is walking through the door: Jade Taylor. She is sucking on a lollipop in a way that is probably supposed to be seductive, but vaguely reminds Blair of a commercial she saw on TV for cars that mostly featured a schoolgirl eating ice cream rather. . .earnestly. Uninterested in the usual, she turns back towards Jade with her grin, not caring if she is irritating the obviously sleepy young woman. James voice rings in her ears from behind her, his tone joking but not entirely so, as far as she can tell. It makes Blair smirk a little bit, though of course this cannot be seen due to her turned head. She's never been fully part of the group, and doesn't really hang out one on one with anyone unless dragging them along on one of her adventures or midnight pranking sprees, but that doesn't mean she can't enjoy the chatter of them, at least. It is perhaps a bit strange, actually, that one of the most social of the group is the one with the shallowest relations.