ooc: Sounds good Abbg.

Belle was up bright and early. She was up and dressed, had already had her breakfast by 4 o clock in the morning. She was up ready to go get to work then after that she had no idea what. She didn't bother not makeing any noise she knew her father was not home. He left about three in the mornign went to work then came home and.. she shrugged it off. She had things she needed to do. She quickly grabbed a glass of oj and downed it, she looked at the clock, "almost time to leave" she mumbled to herself, and quickly headed to grab her boots. Today she was waring a normal pare of blue jeans and a hoodie. work cloths of course never really actually ware nice clothing to the Michael's it was just bound to get dirty anyway. She quickly grabbed her house key and turned off all the lights as she headed out the front door.

Once she was outside she quickly grabbed her bike and headed across the road. to the Michael's. That was the nice thing about the Michael's they lived kiddie corner from each other. She had always been over there. Ever since she was little, she would come over to the Michael's to play with the animals, or there kids. Just to get away from home. Once she got to the house she hopped off her bike and knocked ever so lightly on the door.

Patrick was just about to yell at Kimberly more when he heard the light knocking. "I am not finished with you." he said sternly, pointing at her before he made his way to the door.

Kimberly let out a small laugh. "Whatever." she muttered, placing her feet on the table again. Wonder who it is? Probably no one that I give a crap about. Kimberly shrugged to herself and closed her eyes.

Patrick opened the door and a smile crossed his face as he saw Belle standing there. Finally, someone that didn't greatly annoy him. "Morning Bella." he said, his tone softer than the one that he used with Kimberly. "How are you?" he asked, stepping back so she could come in.

Patrick remembered when Belle would come over and play with the animals. He had always enjoyed walking around outside with her and she was easy to work with. 'Should I warn her about the cousins?' he asked himself and then decided it best to wait a minute.

OoC: May I join as a set of twins that live down the road?

ooc: Sure you may.

Ryan hated mornings but he was up. he looked around at the colorless world around him. He hated this place. and this world. His knees pulled to his chest, his wrists had stoped bleeding and just a newly born scab remained. his eyes on the wall. he hated chours- he was so weak it wasnt even funny and he was pretty much just skin and bones. He didnt bother to go down stairs, if they wanted him they should just come and get him.

(ooc: well my intro EPIC FAILs! but points for trying)

Kimberly realized that Patrick was currently distracted, to save herself from being bored to death by his yelling she decided that her brother need some company

After climbing upstairs she walked to her brother's room, without knocking she opened it. "Oh Ryan!" she sang. "Your amazing sister is here to keep you company!" She jumped onto his bed, sitting beside him and gave a disgusted look.

"That is so...I don't know. Why do you always do that to yourself?" she asked, lightly touching his wrist, but away from the new cuts. "Anyway, that stupid ass Patrick yelled at me this morning."

Belle watched as he opened the door "Morning Mr. Michael's!" she said with a smile one her face. She looked at him and then noticed someone she had never seen in the morning there. "cousins?" She asked him with a look of confusion on her face.

Your name/nickname: Trouble Character's name: Aiden Marie Carter Family they belong to: Carter Nicknames: Aid or Ace Age: 15 Gender: female Looks: Short blonde hair, with a blue streak in her banes. She is about 5'4, and is athletically built, with muscle. She has very light blue eyes, that sometimes darken, depending on her mood. Anything else I should know: She is a musician, that plays guitar. Her family owns a racing farm down the road, and she is currently thinking about being a jockey.

Character's name: Kayden Gabriel Carter Family they belong to: Carter Nicknames: Kay Age:15 Gender: male Looks: Shaggy blonde hair, with red tips. He is about 6'3, and built for his age. He has dark blue eyes, but sometimes green appears in them. Anything else I should know: He loves to draw, and play piano. He is helps Aiden, exercise the race horses in the morning, but does not want to be a jockey, knowing he is too tall. He has been trying to convince Aiden to start a band with him.

Patrick watched Kimberly go upstairs, but he didn't even bother to stop her. "Mr. Michael's is my father. I'm just Patrick or Pat." he said with a smile. His smile faded however. "Yeah, our good for nothing cousins." he let out, a frown on his face as he looked upstairs. "They have only been here one day and they are already driving me insane."

Belle gave a little laugh "There really that bad?" she asked him as she crossed her arms over her chest. "I know you said they were "troubled" kids. how bad?" she asked him, with a serious look. She was not going to be happy if the Michael's would be even closely like them. She couldn't image someone worse then her father. She gave a little shiver it was cold in the morning always. even with her hoodie on. She looked at Pat. "You know the whole Mr. Michael thing was a joke right?" she said with a small laugh. "Or should I call you, pattiecake! yah you remember" She said with a laugh.

Patrick heard the knock and he smiled at Belle. "Excuse me." he said being polite before he opened the door. "Hey guys." he said, smiling when he saw Kayden and Aiden. "What's up?" Patrick stepped back to allow the two to come in. "I would invite you all for some breakfast, but we are a bit behind this morning with my dumb cousins here and all." 'Speaking of cousins. Where had Ryan and Kim gone too, they were supposed to be doing chores.' he thought to himself.

He turned back to Belle. "They are bad, they don't help and they definitely don't listen." he sighed, shaking his head as he glanced upstairs and then back to Belle. "Yeah I know it was a joke." he said, scratching the back of his neck. He laughed at the nickname. "Pattiecake will work." he said with a smirk. "Those were the days. Just messing around and work was a lot more fun back then too." he said.

Patrick smiled. "We would love to come, I am sure my Mom and Dad would be perfectly okay with it. Those things are always so fun." he commented. "Lucky. I think I am going to have to cook breakfast this morning." he muttered. "And yes, I can't get anything done cause I have to make sure they don't mess something up. They are so annoying too."

Belle looked at the kids "Hey." she said waving one hand to them as she crossed her other one over her chest. Bonfire? that sounded like so much fun. but she knew what Friday was. She shook her head "I would love to go but I can't." She said as she looked down at the ground and rocked on her feet back and forth. yah those were the days she mumbled to herself. they were for her. They were an escape for pain, and anger. She quickly looked up "Well yah, know i'm free all day, I can help out." She said with a smile. Usually she just helped in the mornings and nights.

Patrick watched Belle. "Why can't you go?" he asked her, confused. "And some extra help around her would be wonderful." He added, offering a smile to her.

He then glanced at Aiden. "Good luck! It would be awesome if you get it and I would ask my Dad if I could come watch you in the race. It would be a nice break from here." he said, then sighed. "Thanks for the offer, but my Parents wouldn't let me. They said I have to help out around here and watch over them."

(Aiden was the one talking about racing.)

She put on a smile. So badly she wanted to scream out what was wrong, and just cry. But instead she smiled. "O you know my dad. the whole spending time with family thing." She said with the fake smile. She looked at the twins "Well I wish you luck with your riding! maybe if and when we get done here will come see you, or we can all go out for a ride," she offered. She didn't want the attention on her. She looked at Patrick "Come on Patticake boy, lets go get your cousin's and get things done here." She said as she walked over to the other side of the door. "I know you are going to do great with your jockey's license Aiden." She said with a smile, and quickly gave her a hug.