HOLLOWAY, trevor

[sky+]

Personal Information

Name: Sky

Ways to contact you: um, by whale, please.

Other Characters that you play: Carver Zeeke; Skyla White

How did you find this place?: Err, an ad. On a place. In a place.

Anything else we need to know about you?: -.- My dog’s a photo whore. Does that count?

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I wonder if you even remember
How you gave my love away
Super glued my heart back together now
Back the way it was

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Character Information:

Character's Name: Trevor Chase Holloway

Nicknames: Trey

Age: 18

Grade: 12th?

Height: 6’2”

Hair color: dirty blonde

Eye color: dark green

Celeb: Cam Gigandet [the essence of all things hawt.]

Other Family Members:
Katie Holloway – barrel racer; 40:: Katie is one of, if not, the best barrel racers in the world. She retired at age 35, but received dozens of awards, sponsorships, etc in her time in the arena. Now she’s a doting mother, who got Trevor started on horses.
Stephen Holloway – reigning champion; 41:: Stephen retired at age 40, and is still getting used to life outside the arena instead of in it. He’s in the reigning hall of fame, and met Katie through a rodeo in Dallas, Texas. He found Trevor his first horse, and funds his only child’s hobby.

Personality:

Trevor is a generally passive guy. He’s incredibly fun to be around, and never leaves anyone out. He’s not selective with friends. He isn’t two-faced, going around all chummy with people then dissing them behind their back-it just isn’t him. He won’t start a fight, he’d rather quit one from happening all together. Though, that doesn’t mean that if someone throws a punch he’ll back down. He’ll smack the crap out of someone if they ask for it. Trevor will drink sometimes, but hardly ever gets drunk. Then again, he’s almost immune to the looming threat of a hangover and only got one once-when he downed three-fourths a bottle of vodka.

Likes;;

-parties
-fun
-brunettes
-natural girls
-reigning
-working out
-tigers
-thunder
-pancakes


Dislikes;;

-preps
-girls so fake they were made in china
-killjoys
-priss’
-spiders
-clowns
-tests
-grapefruit
-back stabbers

Trevor is a relationship sort of guy. He doesn’t do one-night stands, he just doesn’t find them all that liberating. As laid back as he is, everyone knows not to mess with his girl, unless they would enjoy to have the shit beaten out of them. He’s a tad bit protective of his girl and just wants to please her. He’s the guy that talks to the kid in the corner; he’s a socializer. He’s loyal as hell to his friends, and would do anything for them. The kind of guy that helps you bury the body instead of turning you in, is in the jail cell right next to you because you had a ‘bright idea’. He’s there no matter what, and never puts himself first. Don’t think he’s a pushover—just a helper.

Appearance:
Trevor is attractive. Or so he has been called. So, if you like dirty blondes with solid abs who stand at the perfect height, with dark green eyes and two tattoos, and not to mention a sexy face, then yes. I suppose you would find the boy yummy. Though, if those standards don’t apply to you, then you would be utterly repulsed by him. He gets his hair from his mother, and the rest from his father. He has two tattoos; one on his upper left arm, it’s a band of fire and barbwire that wraps around his bicep. His other marking is a banner held up by an eagle which reads ‘GODSPEED’, and it resides on his lower hip.

The boy enjoys to wear almost anything. He rocks v-necks amazingly. Baseball caps aren’t really his style, but a cowboy hat really makes him him. When he’s riding he’s always in a dirty, ripped up pair of jeans and a shirt stained with just about everything. Not to mention his boots and spurs. When Trevor isn’t riding, he’ll keep the stonewashed jeans which ride a bit lower on his hips. Of course, he doesn’t have to waddle to keep his pants up, but you can see the tips of his hipbones when he has his shirt off. Sometimes he’ll wear his boots when going out, but not that often. Mainly just sneakers.

Trevor has a killer smile, and it’s nearly always on his face. His dark eyes are always sparkling, and the shallow dimples on his cheeks are enough to add a slight boyish charm to him. He keeps his hair short, only about an inch long, and he doesn’t die it or mess with it in the morning.


History:

Trevor has a normal history. His parents met at a rodeo and dated for a year until Stephen proposed to Katie. A year later Trevor was born, on July 28th. Trevor never really wanted any siblings, and his parents thought that one child was enough, so they kept their family of three permanent. He started to notice that horses were his interest when he was only 8 years old, and his mother started him up soon after. She originally tried to teach his barrels, but Trevor wouldn’t have any of that. He wanted to reign.

So, a grumpy Katie resigned from being his mentor, and a very smug Stephen stepped in, teaching his son everything he knew. Trevor started out on Stephen’s old horse, but soon outgrew the gelding and longed for an equine with more spunk and potential.

So, his mother went out and searched for a horse, finally buying him Drug Dealer Girl, who Trevor deviously dubbed Dealer. And later started to call Druggie, much to his mothers disappointment. But, despite his childish games, Dealer helped him straight to the top, and Trevor became ‘Stephen 2’, as everyone nicknamed him.

Of course, it was no surprise when Windsor Academy sent him an invitation. Once wind of his abilities reached them, they sent him the letter immediately. So Trevor packed up and set off the school, eager to see why it was ranked one of the most prestigious schools in the world.

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[( LARAFOO )]

ACCEPTED. What a pretty pretty boy.