Names:Isabella Marie , and Dylan Jay Cullen
Ages:17
Description:Isabella has a different sense of style her hair is raven black, and cascades down to her hips it, with the boldest single blood red streak that is in her hair. Isabella's eyes are as red, as the blood from her victims, but often change color...Her skin is snow white almost, like it's made of porcelain. She has piercings aside from her ears, and has tattoos. Isabella is five foot five, and weighs a hundred, and fifteen pounds....Dylan also has a different sense of style seeing as he's the twin brother of Isabella his hair is also raven black with a single red streak through it styled in a buzz cut, his eyes are just as red as Isabella's, and his skin is also snow white almost as if it's made of porcelain. He's got a few piercings, and he also has tattoos. Dylan is six foot three, and weighs two hundred pounds even...
Isabella , and Dylan have always been close growing up....Their inseparable...Their lives are anything, but normal...They've got something about them that is different unique, but they don't see it that way...They see themselves as monsters....Well Isabella , and Dylan's lives are about to change what happens when their father Carlisle Cullen becomes committed to a relationship with a lady from Forks Washington , and they all move out their leaving the only home, and only family they've ever known....How are they going to be treated when everyone soon begins to realize their far from normal, and that their freaks....
"...I don't draw on my body to make myself look badass, no, it was never that way. I see you glance at them whenever your sister comes in. You're interested and don't deny that, Mr. Look and Stay Silent."
There was a girl, a reserved girl who worked five out the seven days of a week at a nail salon. She had artistic skills, which inspired her to spread her artistic love on her body. Some held a secret. Some held a memory. And some were just for a small smile to be produced any day.
Then there was a boy, a reserved boy who had trouble with emotions and was seen wandering the halls of the school, only ever having his eyes on the floor he walked on. He had scars. One held his dark, haunting past that made his nonexistent tears fall. His scars made him frown, made his lips tremble, made his mouth form into a terrifying scowl.
So when you place that one girl and that one boy in a room, what do you get? A journey.
Started: 10/25/19
Ended: 01/20/20