ppgd breeze

blow: brandy's brother, he is older than brandy, aguardiente but some ppl say brandy, aguardiente is smarter than him (probably because he is más like his mom than his dad, even though breeze IS very smart she dosent act like it). he is very hyper but very cute, a lot of the girls at school have a crush on him, even andrea has a small crush on him, but blow dosent have a crush on anyone. his best friend is alexandria (but he calls her lexie). brandy, aguardiente always tries new pranks on him and sometimes he gets in trouble because of his sister, though when he isint bothered por anyone, blow lives a care free life, and spends...

Here are my kids' biographies:

Andrea: Though the most mature and rebellious of her siblings, Andrea is the youngest, born twenty minutos after Austin. Her birthday is May 7, the same día as her siblings'. She is a ten año old punk-goth, and she is anything but well behaved. She has little interest in anything, and wears a lima, cal green skull barette bought from an old gypsy for the sole purpose of giving kids in her class nightmares. She has developed an extremely small crush on Blow, who is already best friends with her sister Alex. The reason for attitude is unknown, and that's how she likes...

Ok, this is a vista previa for a story I'm gonna write about our kids. The título may change when I start it, though. The preview's only about my kids, since I don't know anything about anyone else's kids, so plz put the stuff in the comments.
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"LEXIE! WHERE THE H*** ARE YOU?!" screamed the 10-year-old Andrea. Her cries ran throughout the house.

"CALM DOWN, ANNIE! I'M IN OUR ROOM! AND tu SHOULD KNOW BETTER THAN TO USE SUCH LANGUAGE!" called Alexandra from the room she and her sister shared.

"Whatever. AND DON'T CALL ME ANNIE!" Andrea yelled.

"Well, tu get to call me Lexie!" Alexandra...

Amy watched in dismay as her cousin/sister Alice casually walked across the wooden beam that kept their oscilación set suspended in mid-air.

She gasped as Alice leaned down to re-fasten the rope to the beam she now stood upon.

Before Amy could think what to do, Alice fell to the ground below her.

Her shoulder-length red hair framed her head like a saint's halo, and her curious looking eyes--one blue and one magenta-- stared up at the sky.

Amy rushed over to her. "phftt..." Amy tried to hold back her laughter.

"Don't. Say. Anything!" commanded Alice, moody as always.

Amy ignored her and burst out in laughter....

Amy shot up in cama and screamed.

"Again?" she asked her empty cama room.

She wrote down her dream (a terrifying dream that she had too many times to recount) in a worn leather book. She recounted that hideous fight and the strange version of herself with a blood red sword and a boarding school uniform.

She then slammed her head down on her almohada and tried to fall back to sleep.

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Breeze looked at her sister Blossom as she wrote in a small rosado, rosa book. She had seen it before but never asked what it was. So she did.

"Blossom, what's that?"she asked.

"oh, it's nothing." Blossom blushed.

"It has...