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Sam White

"Sometimes wanting someone is hard"

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a character in “Sam White and The Seven Losers”, originally authored by youloveme?, as played by RolePlayGateway


Sam White


Name: “Well if you want to get technical my name is Samantha most people just call me Sam though”
Samantha Marie White but everyone calls her Sam.
Age: ”Just celebrated by 16th near a year ago…” “Awkward”
16 going on 17 (Like the song)
Gender: ”Wow that’s sad that you just asked that.
Role [”Role like in a play? I’m the worst actress E-V-E-R”
Sam White or as I like to call her ‘Wannabe Princess’

Written Looks:
Sam has thin across the forehead bangs that don’t look bad on her. She has a fairly short but not too short hair with fun layers. Her hair is a light blonde with darker blonde natural highlights. Though her eyes are the most beautiful part on her face. They are brown with hints of green in them, so they are hazel. Her eyes are big and wide with long eyelashes. Then only problem is the under eye circles from lack of sleep since she has gotten to the boarding school. She is fairly short standing at 5 feet 2 inches she also has a petite body and is 110 pounds.
Right now Sam is wearing a pair of light wash boot cut skinny jeans that fit her well. She is also wearing a Princeton zip up sweat shirt that says ‘Princeton’ across the chest, the shit is gray and the letters are red. The sweatshirt is half way zipped up and under is a a plan white V next tee shirt. As for shoes she is wear a pair of sky red converse. She is also wearing a pair of tiny diamond earrings. She also has the a plain blue cap.
Sam is the classic sporty/ I don’t care what I look like look. She usually wears her hair in a pony or down and dead straight. Her wardrobe is boots cut jeans and sweat shirts.

- Kissing in the rain
- Smiles
- Baseball
- Ice Skating
- French Fries
- Strawberry Ice Cream
- Michael Phelps
- Reading
- Harry Potter
- Science class
- Fairytales
- The smell of roses
- Skittles
- Taylor Swift
- Ed Sheeran
- Corny love stories ”Never tell anyone”
- MilkyWay the candy
- Smarties
- Pink star bursts

- Storms
- Popular snots
- Striking out
- Fear
- Screaming
- Bugs
- Crying in the rain
- Being alone
- Not being liked back.
- People that don’t text back right away
- Crying
- ”Liking him so damn much”
- Homework
- Blood
- ”When you can relate to that really sad song
- ”The quietness of being alone” She needed people around she craves it. Being alone is like being left alone with only her thoughts.
- ”Not getting ‘him” By ‘him’ she means prince charming. She knows they are meant to be and she just needs to show him.
- ”Storms are the real killers” Ever since her mother died she has been deathly afraid of storms.
- Biting her nails ”It’s a horrible habit to break”
- Pulling her earlobe when she is nervous
- Cracking her knuckles when she’s stressed(EWW)
- Tugging at the end of her hair when she’s bored
Sam had quite a bit of personality to her. But the best word to describe her is Sam because well Sam is Sam. She is one of kind and that is a fact. She can be hard to love and hard to hate. She can be your best friend or worst nightmare. She can be your sunshine or your thunder storm. That what makes her, her.
Sam always has this hint of humor, she always looks like she could be ready to laugh at any minute. Though Sam rarely cracks a joke, that hint of humor remains. Though just because she doesn’t joke doesn’t mean she doesn’t laugh. Sam laughs at other peoples jokes, well unless they a immature then she will think they are funny but never admit it and will quietly smirk to herself.
Sam is more a serious person though. She doesn’t joke or mess around. They thinks deeply into everything. She can put to the most simple things into passionate words. She cares about things deeply and does everything in her power to help them. She cries when things are bad and smiles when they are happy. She isn’t always the nicest person every but some people don’t care because they have seen the good side of her too.
To be honest for Sam seeing a guy that she loves so much in love with someone else breaks her heart. But it has broken it so badly that she is almost numb from it. She could look at them in a picture kissing and just feel like every emotion was wiped away in a second. ”That girl has my life wrapped around her finger” she can’t help but think to herself. Sam knows she is better for him and he doesn’t even know it. Someday she just want to tell him the truth, but truthfully she is too afraid of his response. What is he told her he didn’t love her too? She’s not even sure what she would do if he said that everything would be so painful she would just become numb again.
Since Sam has always been pretty deep with things she wanted to be a writer. But seeing him with her is like writers block. She couldn’t put how she felt into enough words to be more than 2 words, “Numbing Pain”. She wants to cry about it, yet she just wants to sit and stare at the wall not thinking about anything.
Sam always is horrible in the guy department. SHe can't flirt to save her life and nothing ever works out. Thruthgully she had never even gotten her first kiss. I know that is sad but it is also true. She would never admit it though, she makes up stories about her first kiss to hide the truth.
Now from reading her personality so far you would think Sam is a very serious boring person but she isn't. She can have fun. She enjoys doing fun things with her friends and can let loose, though somethimes she has a problem with that. She has built these walls to protect herself from ever getting hurt because she does not cope well if she is hurt. She can't let someone hurt her, she jsut can't.

Her father is successful business man and is 47.
Her mother died when she was 2. She was a teacher.
She has no siblings.
Best Friends: TBA but her best friend from back homes name was Alec.
Friends: The 7 Dwarfs
Crush: Prince charming
History: Sam’s life never really was the normal. She was born like a normal child, and raise in a normal house but only til she was 2 years old. When Sam was 2 he mom died when there was a really bad storm. Though Sam was only 2 she remembers the night so clearly in her head.
It was raining hard when her mom picked her up from daycare. But all the news casters said it was nothing just a bit of rain. Her mom took her home and made ‘Breakfast for dinner’ which was pancakes. (Yumm :D) Then the thunder and lightning started up. The news casters said it was nothing so her mother ignored it. Biggest mistake ever. The tornado came out of nowhere. They didn’t have time to go to the basement. She Sam’s mother covered her with herself. When Sam woke up she was in the hospital and she was motherless.
”Pretty horrible story isn’t it?”
Sam’s father was distant from then on. He hired nannies to take care of Sam. She was a bad child when she was younger and never listened to anyone back then. So nanny wanted to stay. When Sam was in 4 grade she went to her first boarding school. She had been jumping from boarding school to boarding school ever since.
It was not until this year that she actually found someone she thinks she loves. She is willing to now fight for what she wants, what she needs, prince charming.


So begins...

Sam White's Story

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Ashley Potter


Ashley was sitting in her bed and she glanced at the clock, it was 12 A.M. in the morning. She has stayed up almost all night reading Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows. She was about 20 to 10 pages from being done and was at the part where Harry just got rid of the elder wand. Ash had read the Harry Potter books many times the first time she read them she was 10 and has made sure she read them a least once a year. The most years she reads those books more than once. Those books where her favorite she cried when then last movie came out, and cried the first time she finished the books because those books had a part of her life. Ashley loved Harry, and laughed at Ron, and wished she could be more like Hermione. Hermione wasn’t afraid to be who she is even in the book when Ron said crap about her, sure she cried and got herself in deep shit, but Hermione stayed true to herself continued to be smart and also continued Muggle studies when Ron teases her a few years later when they got to choose their own classes. But Ashley she could never be a Hermione she knew that, she would never be quiet as brave as Hermione.
Ashley glanced over at her roommate who was asleep. Ashley kept praying her roommate wouldn’t wake up she was embarrassed at what she was reading and the way she looked. Ashley was wearing her black reading glasses that she needed but never wore because they were nerdy, no one not even Hannah and Lucy her best friends, well actually she could think of other people that she would want to know she wore glasses other than Hannah and Lucy. If they found out that she wore glasses they would make her like throw them away and she needs them to read. Ashley also looked at the rest of he routfit, she was wearing white sweat pants which no popular girl should wear, the closest thing they should come to sweat pants is tight yoga pants because they are sexier. She was also wearing a gray and turquoise tank top that was buttoned up in the front. Her hair was in a messy bun. Ashley probably looked fairly nerdy. So looked away from her roommate and continued reading. She smiled when Harry his children off to Hogwarts a boarding school. Too bad no boarding school was really like Hogwarts. She closed the book and set in on her night stand, then drank the little bit oh hot chocolate she had left and went to bed.

Ash woke up at normal time it was 6 in the morning, that, meant 2 more hours till class started. On a normal day she would go running and sometimes even invite Hannah or Lucy or both to come with her. Though today Ashley was over tired and didn’t feel like it. So she just up and got ready.
After getting ready she walked over to the other building which was the school building. She was a little early but didn’t really care. She looked around for some of her friends but mainly looking for Hannah. They had Biology together first hour. Ash didn’t mind Biology she actually found it kind of fun. She wasn’t sure was Hannah thought about it but she liked it.
Ashley grabbed her phone out of her bag and texted Hannah.
Hey Hannah where are you I’m so bored and we have first hour together.

Sam White


Sam woke up at 6. That meant 2 hours till school started. She didn’t wake up this early because she needed it to get ready but she woke up this early so she could get some time to practice her baseball skills, like every other morning. Her alarm clock was playing Every Storm (Runs Out of Rain) by Gary Allen. ”Every storm runs, runs out of rain, just like every dark night turns into day. Every heart ache will fade away, just like every storm runs, runs out of rain.” The music played. Sam liked the song. She liked music in general though. Sam didn’t really prefer a specific type of music she just liked music in general. So whether it be hip hop, country, indie, ect. she’ll listen to it.

20 minutes later Sam was completely ready so school. Her hair was naturally straight as can be so all she had to do was brush it. She also put on Princeton sweatshirt, over a white shirt she was wearing. She also had her normal pair or jeans and her blue converse. As for her make up Sam didn’t wear foundation or anything which is fine because she was flawless skin, but she did put on some brown eyeliner, which she could be seen wearing from time to time. Other than eyeliner Sam didn’t wear makeup at all. So Sam grabbed her baseball bag and her New York Yankees hat and went out the door.
The school has a baseball cage but it was only open during practice time so she had to go out into the field. She was using one of those automatic shooting balls to hit the balls.
The baseball field was located between the batting cage and the tennis court. Right next to the batting cage was the football field, and right next to the tennis court was the school. And right next to the school was the boy and girl dorms.
Right now early morning tennis lesson nothing really to talk about there. Some guys also throw around the football on the field in the morning, and Sam can’t help herself she usually looks for Phil. Sam shook thoughts about him off though she didn’t really feel like having him on her mind right now. So she just went hitting the baseballs trying to clear her head.
Sam was actually pretty good at baseball, she had been playing since she was probably about 4 or 5 which I know is a long time. But when her mom died and her dad didn’t really want her around, baseball got her mind off it. The first time she ever played baseball was when one of her nannies took her to play because she thought Sam may like it. And of course Sam did, a lot.

Sam was doing pretty well she even hit all ball out of the ball park. She wasn’t sure where it went nor did she really care. After a while she realized how much time she wasted, it was 15 minutes till school started and she had left her bag in the room. She quickly packed everything and ran back to her dorm room, quickly switched bags and ran to the school building with 10 minutes to spare.

Sam’s first hour class was with Johnny and Phil. Not that she would talk to Phil she didn’t have the guts. But Johnny was fun to be around. Though if he kept calling her Sammy there is a possibly that she will hurt him without hesitation.
Always Sam went to her locker got her books, and everything else.

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Philip Roe


Phil was quite content. He was having a dream that he was living back in the Tudor Era, wearing a fancy suit and going to a masked ball. He didn't seem to recognise any of the girls around him, what with the fancy gowns and big extravagant masks. Phil somehow found himself being drawn to a beautiful girl wearing a flowing white dress and having long blonde hair. He approached her and then held out a hand, bowing his head slightly to her. "May I have this dance?" He asked, smiling delightfully, eagerly awaiting her response.
And then, the beauty of the ball, opened her mouth, delicate red lips no longer pursed but opening up into a gorgeous smile. But, it kept on going. She kept on smiling more and more until it got creepy, and then suddenly lifted a pink microphone to her mouth, waving her arms in the air. "HEY, I just met you! And this is crazy!" Phil blinked a couple of times, confusion etched into his face as he pulled away slightly, but as he drew back, she came in closer.

"But here's my number! SO CALL ME MAYBE!"

Phil awoke with a start, sitting upright after being yelled at in the face. Well... in the dream anyway. He was a little bit worried. Had he really just asked a girl to dance who then started to sing Carley Rae Jepson at him? He then continued to hear the song being played and realised that it was coming from the radio next door. He felt something similar to relief flooding through him. Never in his life would he want to date anyone who could make a song that annoying... He ran a hand through his hair and looked over to his clock. 6:30. "Seriously?" He murmured to himself, groaning a little and then shaking his head. Phil honestly wasn't sure whether Johnny was trying to get him to hate him, or was just being annoying. All the same, Phil didn't mind that much really. He just wasn't much of a morning person. He'd get over it once he was actually awake. "Might as well shower now that I'm up..." He murmured, standing upright and stretching his arms out, before tossing his clothes off and walking into the bathroom.

After finally waking up and getting dressed into a white shirt, a chequered white and green shirt over the top, and jogging bottoms, he raided his wardrobe for his school Letterman Jacket, finding it misplaced. He was thoroughly confused, before one person entered his mind. "Han." He rolled his eyes and laughed a little, knowing that he'd probably find it drooped over her shoulders. "I am going ahead Ken-Doll." He heard being called out to him, but before he could respond with a 'catch you later' the door had already shut. He bit his lip. He'd have to work out how he could try and befriend Johnny. He had nothing against the guy. And yet, Johnny acted sometimes as if they were from opposite sides of the world. He shook his head and then flung his backpack over his shoulders, scratching the back of his neck and then smiling a little. He didn't have time to practice football. Maybe a jog would be good though...

After making his way to the pitch, he took off his chequered shirt and white shirt, just to save sweating on it, and then started jogging around the track. Needed to get some exercise anyways. As he ran around, he suddenly spotted a head of blonde practicing Baseball. Newbie, Sam White. He smiled to her and gave her a wave, but she didn't seem to notice. "Concentration, nice one." He commented, more saying it on his own accord...

He was soon finished and making his way inside the building, walking through the doors of his classroom and tripping over a book. Phil raised an eyebrow before looking down and seeing a book laid out on the ground. Picking it up, he read the name 'Alice Bryant' on the cover. He looked around the classroom, seeing the polite shy girl hiding away in her own corner. He walked over to her and gave her a smile, holding the book out to her. "So many books, hard to keep a hold of all of them, isn't it?" He commented, chuckling a little.