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Maisy Cotton

I remember the day's when the only things I cared about lived just around the corner.

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a character in “Stand By Me”, as played by Mousie



Maisy Cotton.
Age: 8
Gender: Female
Birthday: 15th of May

Immediate family:
Auntie:Estella Huntington
Uncle:Marcus Huntington
Older Sister: Holly Cotton
Older Sister: Jane Cotton

“Hi my name’s Maisy but everybody calls me May.
I’m only eight years old but I’m the tallest in my class,
even taller than some of the boys.”
(She’s lying)

Maisy is possibly the cutest little girl in the world because she knows exactly what she wants to be when she’s older… Her life mission is to become a Pirate. She has a dressing up box full of clothes and princess dresses but all she wants is her eye patch and sword. Her room is practically a shrine dedicated to ‘pirates’.

“The floor is the sea and my bed is the boat. My teddies are the crew and I’m the captain-”

Maisy lives with her Uncle and Auntie in the neighbourhood. Her mum and dad passed away when she was approximately 2 years old so despite the fact it’s a devastating ordeal Maisy can’t really remember it and so it doesn’t really affect her. She also has two older sisters (Jane-10) (Holly-10) who really get on her nerves! They were born together and they gang up on Maisy all the time because they’re both “a bucket of poo!” (Maisy! That’s rude)

“I love to play outside whether it’s rainy, sunny, snowy or windy-”

Maisy loves to play outside because her imagination can go wild. She loves to play in groups as well as on her own because making up games are her speciality as long as you don’t mind being second mate to a pirate captain who can sometimes fly, and come back to life after being killed. She loves the beach or anything to do with water because that’s her time to shine as a pirate! She keeps pestering her Auntie and Uncle to get a swimming pool put in the back yard.

“I sometimes tell porky pies to people…”

Maisy has a little bad habit of telling little white lies. She knows when she’s been found out because her Auntie will point to the sky and say pigs are flying. It’s probably because she’s so imaginative so she can’t help making stuff up even if it gets her in trouble. Another thing about Maisy is she loves to bring stray animals home. Sometimes the animals aren’t even stray and just happen to unfortunately cross paths with the youth. The neighbourhood know Maisys habit so well they come round the house at night if their pets have gone missing for a while. She’s yet to be allowed to keep one.

"I love everybody…even Jane and Holly sometimes".

Maisy is a very loving little girl and enjoys cuddles and hugs but isn't too fond of kissing. Especially from her Auntie and Uncle who have coffee breath! She doesn’t like school much because they won’t let her wear her eye patch and all the work is easy for her. Besides Pirates don’t go to schoo and they don’t brush their teeth either or eat their broccoli but Maisy still has to, whats that all about!

"I look like a mean Pirate obvioousssilly" (Can't say obviously properly)

Maisy has shoulder-blade length hair which is probably a mousy brown if I had to call it anything. Her eyes are like the eyes of a baby seal HUGE and gorgeous; like a little puppy dogs. She's just under 4 foot tall and has a fragile looking figure. If she's out in the sun-shine for more than 5 minutes her skin will take on a muddy brown tan. This makes Maisy think she doesn't need sun cream but her Uncle knows better after he got a burnt nose last year. She likes to wear shorts and jeans so that she can tuck her sword into them easily but her Aunt likes to put dresses on her. Maisy doesn't mind so much now that she has a strap she can put over her shoulder to hold her sword in. (Curtesy of her uncle after months of moaning)


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Maisy Cotton's Story

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#, as written by Meesha
“How’s my little witch baby?” Taylor glanced over her shoulder at her mum and smiled. “Okay…I think.”

Taylor loved dressing up and she did love Halloween and trick or treating with her friends but back in England. Being out in Forks she was slightly less enthusiastic about going out for the 31st of October, everything the American’s did always ended up being so flamboyant and big it made her nervous of what to expect at the Boyer’s house.

Molly Johanson stood in the kitchen with a blithe smile stretched across her face. “You look gorgeous. Look at my little girl!”
Taylor cringed and blushed as her mum came forth and hooked her into a tight squeeze before planting a slobbery wet kiss on her forehead. "God! Mum no." Taylor snapped pushing her away with both hands. “You’ll mess up my makeup.”

Wiping at her forehead furiously with a look of mild disgust Taylor watched as her mum went on to call forth her brother from the other room. Taylor had heard a few grunts of disapproval and then a couple of giggles a little later from the front room as her mother had prepared Tommy for the neighbourhood party. Now as he shuffled out she could see what all the fuss was about.

Ahh look! You’re my little black pussy cat!” Taylor leapt away from the breakfast table and fell upon her brother in a mass of squeals and snuggles. Tommy was dressed in a head to toe cat suit and he looked the bomb. Taylor stood up with a crazy smile her confidence suddenly boosted. “We match” she exclaimed happily whilst dragging Tommy over to the black reflective fridge.
Tommy giggled at his reflection whilst looking back at Molly with an infectious smile. “Dook Mummy I dook funny”

With a kitchen full of laughter the family of three prepared for the night out. Taylor couldn’t help bossing her brother about telling him how he had to stand, how he had to purr and meow like a cat and how rubbish he’d look if he kept barking. Tommy tried to retort in his own way with a muddle of words that probably meant something around the lines of ‘shut up’.

With Molly herding them out of the door and into the car Taylor scrambled into the front seat whilst her mum strapped Tommy into his car-seat. Watching her mum with wide eyes Taylor touched her face consciously. Molly was dressed in a baggy red shirt, tight high-waist jeans and a pair of shades. Despite the fact it was getting dark and she was wearing sun glasses didn’t matter because some how she still looked amazing, you couldn’t pluck a more perfect person from the shelf of society to show you how it’s done in fashion. Taylor twisted a strand of her hair around a finger as she studied her mum thoughtfully.

Getting in the front seat Molly smiled at her two kids. “You both look great" she confirmed knowing both children were anxious of their costumes, well mainly Taylor, Tommy was more focus on picking his nose now then what he was wearing.
“Seat belts on” She added whilst strapping herself in. Taylor pulled her seat belt across and clicked it into place beginning to feel the butterflies. She was excited but nervous. She’d never really spoken to the other children in the neighbourhood.

"Mummy why are we driving?"
The Boyer's lived literally round the corner it seemed silly to go there in the car.

Molly smiled and gestured to the house across from them. "I offered to give Stella and Marcus Huntington a lift down there"

Costumes: Tommy Taylor Molly Johanson

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#, as written by Meesha

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#, as written by Mousie
If there ever was a Pirate more Piratey than the rest it would be Maisy Cotton. Stella Huntington leant up against the bedroom door of the youngest girl and suppressed a smile. Whilst her two older sisters were sporting Power-puff girl outfits Maisy had refused to complete the threesome and had vowed it was essential that she go as a Pirate. She’d been so fixated on being one that even after a weeks worth of bullying from Holly and Jane hadn’t changed her mind.

“Come on you scurvy water rat” Stella called as Maisy adjusted her eye patch in the mirror. “Ms Johanson’s waiting outside.”

With a contagious beam Maisy run past her with an “ARHHG” and hurried down stairs to join the mismatch posse of power-puff girls, Dracula (Uncle Marcus) Dracula’s bride (Auntie Stella) and herself. Gathering up some pies and treats they had baked to say thanks to the Boyer’s for the invite the rowdy bunch piled out of their house and towards the car waiting for them across the road.
Ms Johanson got out of the car to give them a wave.

“Marcus put your tongue away” Stella hissed whilst shooting her husband a mindful eye. Marcus gawped at the implication but closed his mouth all the same with a pout.

“Hello Molly you look lovely. Not dressing up? No I'm starting to wish I hadnt. So nice of you to offer us a lift I don’t think you’ve met my husband Marcus, and these are the children Holly, Jane and Maisy. Are we sitting on laps? Yes, yes I see alright me and Marcus in the back with Jane and Holly. Is it alright for Maisy to sit on your daughters lap? Taylor? Taylor is that alright?”

The pretty girl in black seemed reluctant but gave a slight nod anyway. Maisy looked up at the girl in the front seat with a grin. She didn’t look like a witch, witches were ugly that’s why she told Holly and Jane to go as one.

“Hey I’m Maisy! S’cuse me” Maisy jumped up onto the girls lap and brought the door shut behind her with an almighty bang.

“Maisy!” Aunt Stella snapped. “Not so hard.”

Maisy looked over her shoulder at the girl and grinned. “You smell nice.”

The girl stared back with made up eyes and smirked. “And you smell…like a pirate.” Whether that was good or bad Maisy smiled all the same. Smelling like a pirate was a thing good.

They pulled up outside the Boyers to an assemblance of other vehicles parked outside the front. Maisy’s eyes widened at the sight of the Halloween mansion. She’d been dreaming about this party all week, getting to dress up as a Pirate and eat lots of candy and cake. She hoped they had sausage rolls…Pirates liked those. Barely able to contain her excitement Maisy tumbled out of the car when she spotted Kelsy and a few others from school making their way down the drive.

“Hey Kelsy!” Maisy liked Kelsy, she had squinty eyes and that made her cute. She also made a great first mate when she felt like it.

“Maisy wait” Stella and Marcus squeezed out of the car with Holly and Jane whilst Ms Johanson pulled a big cat out of a car seat. It looked funny seeing them all get out of the car with their pies and costumes on.

"Come on I can already smell the sausage rolls!" Maisy cried jumping up and down with her sword bumping at her side.

Stella and Marcus straightened themselves out and hussled them all together at the front of the gate. "No pictures first. Come on everyone. Your two aswell Molly"
The kids all shuffled close together and plastered their cheesy smiles on for the camera. Maisy glanced over her shoulder to see Holly and Jane looking ugly, the Taylor girl looking pretty and the little fat cat looking cheeky as she realised it was actually a little boy. She turned back and smiled brightly knowing she looked like the coolest Pirate in the world.

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She’d forgotten who it was she was running from. All she knew was that she couldn’t stop. If she stopped, she’d lose. Her yellow dress shuffled noisily against her small legs as she climbed over a log that lay across the soft grass. Distance, everything in her screamed for it; behind her the squeals and laughter of the others could be heard, and Emmaline pushed herself faster. Who’s ever idea it was to allow the boys to play with them must have been stupid.

The guest had finally arrived; the Boyer children’s mother had escorted the final guest to where the children stood awkwardly around the table, reminding them all to have fun and for Emmaline to "Keep her pretty dress clean".

At the sight of another Power Ranger, Aidan puffed out his chest and pulled his mask over his face. “About time you showed up.”

Looking in confusion to where her brother had spoken, Emmaline too noticed the presence of others “You know them?” She asked, munching on a cookie.

“You’re so stupid, Emma. Every Ranger knows his own comrades. That's the green ranger.”

Making a face towards her brother, she turned to the pumpkin, who called herself Maddie, and Kelsy. “You know pumpkin; you’re not weird at all.” Emmaline said with a grin. Beside her, Aidan turned red under his mask, and rammed his sister’s side with his elbow before she could speak anymore “Ow! What was that for?”

”Shut up!”

"Well, she's not!" Emmaline said placing her half eaten cookie on the table “And that makes you a liar, Aidan Boyer!” As the word left her lips, the sound of shuffling feet approaching from the side of the house could be heard as another gust arrived.

” "Have no fear, Sir Ian is here!"

“Good, you can slay my pest of a sister” Aidan mumbled as he pushed his hands into the waist of his red pants with a soft kick at the ground.

Emmaline, choosing to ignore her pouting brother, paced her mask gently on the table before ripping Aidan’s from his head ”Hey! What do you think you are doing?”

Rocking back on her heels, Emmaline smiled impishly “They wanna play!” she chirped, oblivious to the fact only two of the guest had answered her previous question.

”Men don’t play with little girls, pest” Aidan growled out before looking to where the men had gathered: A fellow ranger, Bat man, a greaser, a knight…and some kid and a mask. I can work with this he thought glancing towards his bedroom window “You guys any good at Super Mario?”

Grabbing onto her brother arm before he could lead the way to his cave, Emmaline giggled “Well, it’s a good thing we don’t have any men here.” Ignoring his struggles and hard glare, she continued on, using two of the boys that had given their names “Besides, Jason and Ian don’t mind playing with little girls, do you guys?” Emmaline asked before placing her hands on her hips with a smirk “You’re not afraid of girls are you, Teddy?”

Pulling his arm from the clutches of his sister, Aidan stared in annoyance before glancing to the other girls with a blush. Straightening his back, Aidan set his eyes on the pumpkin before glancing to his men ”Get them.

“oh no…” Letting out a scream, Emmaline took off towards the center of the yard, glancing back to the others with a loud “RUUUUUN!”

Her yellow dress shuffled nosily as she clambered over a down log lying on the soft grass. Tumbling over the rotten wood with a small oomph, Emmaline glared angrily at the long fabric covering her legs “I really hate the person who came up with this..” she grumbled folding her arms in a pout, blood now dripping from a small tear on her knee.