LIMA LOSER? OR IS THAT (SANTANA LOPEZ)? THEY MIGHT EVEN PASS FOR (MAIA REFICCO) IN THE RIGHT LIGHT. THEY'RE (TWENTY - TWO), BUT STILL STUCK IN (LIMA HEIGHTS) AT (WHICH SCHOOL). THEY'VE BEEN CALLED THE (HELLKITE), BUT PREFER TO BE THE (SIREN). MAYBE IF THEY FIX THEIR AESTHETIC AKA (MAROON COLORED LIPSTICK LEFT ON A WHITE T-SHIRT, A WICKED SMIRK THAT NEVER FAILS SCARING OFF THE WEAK , A SEVRE COFFEE ADDICTION , A NOTEBOOK FULL OF HER WITTIEST REMARKS USED AGAINST HER PREY ) THEY'LL GET THEIR WAY. WORD ON THE SHOW CHOIR BLOGS ARE THEY'RE IN (THE TROUBLE TONES). SO GOOD LUCK TO THEM!
social media handles: normally it's bitchpez , because it sounds like bitch please , or auntiesnixx but that one is used only for her backup account that she uses to stalk people or shit post hot photos of herself to make others jealous.
PHYSICAL APPEARANCE:
height: 5'2"
build: sexy as fucking shit.
eye color: brown
hair color: brown
piercings: belly button, both helix are pierced along with her lobes and upper lobe too. oh and after a drunken night she also got her nipples pierced.
tattoos: her initials, sl, behind her ear inside the outline of a devil .
other distinguishing features: her conniving smirk , her defined abs and her killer bod.
style: baddie, but not overly showy .. loves to leave something to the imagination.
likes: dancing , smoking cigars , watching people fall down , fame , attention, singing, the color black or maroon , partying or going out clubbing , commenting on how better she is than everyone else, herself , santana lopez (that woman is a goddess) .
dislikes: annoying losers , the word moist , when someone chews with their mouth open, open mouth breathers, anyone who thinks they are better than her, children also know as demon spawns, perverts at work who think they can tip her for a happy ending, ketchup.
fears: heights and being forgotten.
skills: singing, dancing , cheerleading, being able to seduce anyone into getting her way.
quirks: nasty habit or quirk she has is that whenever she gets nervous she tends to chew on pens. it's very rare for her since she rarely gets nervous, but when she does catch her with her 'chewing pen' in mouth.
hobbies: bullying others to show her superiority and making them cry, math (but don't call her a nerd) .
music tastes: she's a huge fan of amy winehouse and that sort of smooth r&b mixed with jazz, anything that she can dance to at the club or make her feel like the empowered bitch she is. whitney houston is also on repeat for her or anything by renee rapp and kehlani. she's also a bit of a swiftie however don't ever catch her admitting that she is to anyone.
myers-briggs: estp
kinsey scale: 6 , only straight santana is , is a straight up bitch.
strengths: her harsh words , thick skin and being hot as fuck.
weaknesses: being a tad over sensitive and not being able to take what she dishes out to everyone.
oh please. don't act like you can't blame me for leaving new directions, you know damn well that if you were nearly as talented as i am but constantly getting pushed aside and forced to sway in the background for a hobbit and a oaf you'd want to desperately leave to. least here, i'm see as the actual star i am. now i will admit, we didn't make it last go around and sure it sucked but this year is different and when we win nationals like we eventually will ... i'll have your practically screaming that i was right and that you were wrong.
better things to do than to grace everyone with my presence and save them from the likes of you? please, i wouldn't miss your little attention seeking tantrum for the world. my regulars can wait, i'm sure if they met you they'd understand why everyday after practice i come in with the grumpiest of attitudes and it's not just because i heard sugar's annoying little squeals. if anything, they might want to push you down the stairs before i do.
do you really honestly think i care about working at vogue in the next five years? you can have that because while your scurrying around picking up dry cleaning or getting coffee for your bosses oh so important mettings in hopes of one day all of your ass kissing will finally get your some where in life ... i'll be living my best life with not a single care in the world as that years cover model.
honestly, talking about halloween costumes sound great right now. i've been struggling for months trying to figure out what costume i should wear and i could really use you and your genius mind to help me decide. i really don't want to be that basic bitch that is a sexy devil or a sexy nurse ... although i know i could pull them off a hundred times better than anyone else could i need something much better.
straight men suck , so you got me there but ... i wish for alot of things ; fame , fortune , suzy to fall down a flight of steps and to be the one who pushed her ... alot of stuff. however, dressing like an extra out of someone's elaborate wet dream is not on the list. i'm sure compared to everyone else, your fashion taste is impeccable but seeing as you're not santana lopez ... you'll probably always be second.
you want to know a great way to really ring in your twenty first birthday? without alcohol?? locking yourself away so the rest of the world, especially myself, doesn't have to deal with you. that sounds like a fucking fantastic way if you ask me.
are you sure you aren't using the whole 'waiting on an invitation' excuse to mask the fact that you are too scared to admit that the troubletones would wipe the floor with whatever talent your vocal adrenaline have? because , if you were so desperate to showcase the growth your group has had you would have shown up without warning to assert your dominance. yet here you are ... waiting. if you need an invitation so bad ; allow me to offer you a courteous ticket , friend to friend , to step up and try and ultimately fail to prove you are better than me and the troubletones.
the ball is in your court.
