CALENDAR GIRL
They call me Calendar Girl.  Whether that is more due to my super model nature, or my super hero tendancies, I could never decide.  The fact remains: I am what I am and I cannot change it.  Unless I wanted to ofcourse.

What?  You don't think a super hero of my calibre could go through a little makeover should she so choose?? Sheesh!  People these days!
I was raised in a hick state dominated by religious fanatics; by a huge family of religious fanatics.  I myself, until I turned 17 and saw through the large coorporate cult, was a religious fanatic.  Then I staged a daring escape by faking my own death and rafting down the Mississippi river-- away from those who would force me to be one of them and in all other ways control every aspect of my life.  Now I am dead to that world... er, almost.  I still go home on Sunday nights for dinner.  But, aside from that!  I am a fugitive, a rebel, completely isolated from everyone!!!!
Except for my roommates, that is.  Oh, and all of my friends.  I have some great friends, belive you me!
First there is Sam-- he is my Clyde.  We met while serving time for some pretty heavy crimes.  Our mug shots are posted on every radar gun and stop sign from here to Mexico.  Watch out for him.
Stace is my roommate as well as long term best friend.  She's been with me through days of pyroism, shoplifting, ditching PE.  After five years and three moves, I still can't shake her.  Let's not forget how she talks in her sleep.
Kevin is the sexpert.  Probably 65% of my knowledge on the subject is derived from our late night question-and-answer series my freshman year in high school.  The catch?  He's actually a virgin.
Michaelmas
Then there is Sam's best friend Mike. The two make a sordid pair with their infinite amount of computer jibberish and daily lunch conspiracies.  Mike is the indirect reason thousands of kittens die each year.  Stine has been here longer than anyone-- since I was a scrawny little eighth grade pathological liar punk.  Careful not to sneak up behind her if you are my brother-- accidents come of that. 
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Muffin Boy
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