Matthew Steven Callahan

[Matthew Callahan]

Matthew Steven Callahan
^{Senior, Welcome to Castle Academy Prep.}

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^{There's always a prom queen,} _{there'll always be, always be sororities,}

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Name: Matthew Steven Callahan
Nickname: Matt, Mattie to family
Gender: Male
Birthdate: October 31st
Orientation: straight
Grade: 12
Age: 17
Legacey: yes on both sides back to the founding families. Callahan and Townsend.

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^{Sadly some will be eternally keeping score for popularity,} _{High school is like a big competition.}

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Love it?

Hate it?

Strengths and Weaknesses?

Fears?!

• Losing one of my family.
  
• Snakes
  
• Losing face

Full Personality:

At least one paragraphs

I can be quite charming, sometimes obnoxious, and a romantic at heart. My parents are deeply in love, and I'mlooking to find my own true love. Though I'll only deny it trying to save face and keep my cool, calm collected attitude.

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^{Beauty contests, prom court is the mission,} _{There can only be one queen, one king.}

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Celebrity Play-By: Channing Tatum
Eyes: Hazel
Skin: Tanned
Hair: Dark Hair
Scars/Marking: none
Build: Muscular

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^{Everyone voting, everyone competing,}_{But these are the rules, the way of high school.}

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Mother: Abigail Townsend Callahan
Father: Marcus Callahan
Siblings: One older brother Christopher and Tempest who is really his cousin but raised as his sister
Other: grandparents on each side, Cousins: The Mathesons
History:

I grew up in the shadow of my older brother Chris. I see things there where there isn't probably. My parents love us both unconditionally, but in my eyes my brother is the favorite and can do no wrong. So therefore I strive to be everything my older brother isn't.

Even at a young age I had a competitive streak especially against my brother. Everything was a challenge to me and him. I would start fights to just get the attention of my parents. I excelled at sports whereas my brother excelled in academics and all around sports.

I cut class and avoid homework like it's a plague. Therefore I have always been at the bottom of the class. Which is right where I wants to be. Only when I'm threatened to be benched in a sport do I show anything toward school work.

I love to party as well, and enjoys the girls. Whether it be one girl or two girls on his arm at a time I don't care as long as one is there. My carefree attitude toward everything gives me a cool image to my friends and the girls. Though something is shifting and I've decided to just ask Gia to be my girl this year. Out of all the girls in the school something is pulling me to her. We've been friends for years, but maybe it's time to up the relationship. 

My mother is the older sister of the Matheson kids mom, and only to them do I show my true side. Underneath the bad boy carefree attitude is a sweet caring attitude to those I do care about. I can be a sweet talker when I want to be. Deep down I do understand with my mother a diplomat and my father the president of the United States that they are busy, but that they still do care about me in their own way. Though I'm starting to wonder about that. 

It's my senior year, and I ain't holding anything back.  I'm a legacy to this school and will do anything I want and probably get away with it.

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^{If someone puts you down, that's so high school.}_{Someone talks behind your back, that's so high school.}

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RP Sample:

Raven grinned. Had she thought about it? That was an understatement. "I want a crow for the club, and Angel Wings across my lower back." She moved her hands across her lower back. "Maybe a rose on my ankle as well." She knew it would hurt more there being closer to the bone, but she was a Morrow after all. She could take it.

She frowned as her mother suddenly left. She heard her in her twins room telling him to get up. She sighed and stood there fidgeting a little. Usually her mother paid more attention to her. Now she couldn't focus on much for long anymore. It hurt some that her mother had just left her like that. Especially when she was trying to talk to her about something.

Okay now something really was wrong if her mother was winching. "Mom what's wrong with you? Dad left this morning for the shop. You knew that. He was still there when I left a couple of hours ago to come pack." She shook her head and left the room going to her own room. She noticed Jock's room open and the bed was made which was a shocker. He was already up and gone for the day as well.

Sighing she plopped down on her bed wondering what had happened to her mother. She wasn't the same mother and hadn't been for months. She missed the old one. Somehow she didn't think that things would ever get back to normal around here either.

Rolling over she looked up at the ceiling. It was plain white and boring. Her walls were painted red though. Now that had been a fun day when she'd finally talked her mother into letting her paint her room. She hadn't let her have the gold paint though to paint her ceiling and the trim like she wanted. Now that had sucked, but they had done it as a family. By the time they got done they had all been covered in paint.

She frowned hearing her mother yell that she was going to the shop. Now why would she need a ride when she had her bike to get back and forth. Besides it was almost close to sundown, and she wasn't allowed there after that. Her mother really was losing it, and it worried her. "No. I'll stay here." She called to her mother still staring at the ceiling.

She'd finished the clients bike she had been working on earlier. So she didn't need to go back. Though she had heard the guys talking about a big party there tonight before they set off for Sturgis. Just maybe tonight would be the night to sneak onto the lot, and see what really went on after dark.

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^{Thinking you have to get them back, that's also high school.}_{Some people never change after graduation.}

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Username:  Matt
Cbox/What we will call you by: Angel or Angie
How long have you RP'd: ten years plus
Comments: None
How did you find us: I made the site.
Any other characters: Headmistress Linn, Angel Matheson

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