kingston, shiloh cameron

[SHILOH CAMERON KINGSTON]

c h a s e - t h e - s t a r s --

you should know by now that my name is shiloh cameron kingston, but please call me shi, shia, cam, cammy, cammerz, cammycakes, security cam, abs and or charlie.. i like them much better! although my fake i.d. says differently, i'm really eighteen years old. cool, huh? i guess i could be classified as a townie, but i prefer not to be labeled. i grew up in the beautiful city of seattle, washington, but i certainly like this town much more! want to know how i act? three words can tell you that: i'm charming, protective, and romantic. yeah, i'm pretty amazing, aren't i? some say i look just like taylor lautner, though i can't see it! jealous? i know. just look at how glamorous my life really is:


the marriage of jane elizabeth rush and matthew richard kingston on the second of june in nineteen ninety one was one of the biggest things that had ever happened in the small town of fork, washingtson in forty years. the kingston and rush families hated each other. they had ever since both families had moved there two years after it was founded and the pure, white hot hate boiled more and more over the years. thankfully, jane and matthew fell in love and ended the feud that had started over something no one remembered. it was a romeo and juliet type of love, minus the death of both of the lovers. nine month after this marriage, jane popped out mister shiloh cameron kingston on the fourteenth of february. it was suppose to be a beautiful and exciting day, but tragedy struck when jane fell asleep and never regained consciousness. she died within an hour. though matthew now detested his own son, he took him home with him anyways. he blamed shiloh for the death of his mother and made it very know he hated him.

when shiloh was five years old, his father hit him for the very first time. it wasn't for anything though, shiloh was just there, his father was angry and they were the only ones home. shiloh had three broken ribs and his leg was broken. he just blamed it on kids who were picking on him at school. that wasn't true though. he was very popular and loved by many people, but the doctors didn't know this, so they just said okay and sent him on his way. this went on until he was nine years old when his father was on a business trip to new york and died in the nine eleven bombings. he wasn't up set in the slightest, but for the next year, he was sent to eight different foster homes before he aunt he had know idea he had finally found him and demanded that she have custody of him.

for the next eight years oh his life, he lived happily with his aunt angela black and tristan black. he found out that his father put a restraining order on his aunt for trying to claim that he was psychopathic and an unfit parent. he had an a minus average in school and when he graduated, he decided that he wanted to become a model. so he got an internship at paramount studios hoping that he could possibly meet a photographer would take some pictures of him and get his name out there. he has had no such luck though and is considering trying to land an acting gig.

cooper , one billion years old , central .

dakota slammed the door to his car shut as he came to a stop outside of blockbuster. he had been wanting to see the last house on the left for a long time, but he had never gotten the chance to see it in theaters, which sucked because all movies were better in theaters. dakota locked his car and walked to the front doors of the video store, once again forgetting the doors weren't automatic like they were everywhere else and ran into them. sometimes he was so blond and he heard people laughing at him from inside the store. his face turned blood red as he hurried to open the door and run to the back to get his movie and leave before he embarrassed himself any further. he searched the long isles of movies, but coming up with movies he had already seen once too many times. he sighed as he walked to the front to ask if they by any chance had it in sock, but just not on the shelves. he tapped his foot and gnawed on his lip as he waited patiently for some help. finally, a grouchy looking man who appeared to be in his thirties came out from nowhere. "hi, um, do you by any chance have the last house on the left here?" he asked as politely as he could muster, but this man was bringing his mood down, something that didn't happen very much. the man sighed and shook his head no. "sorry sir, but that woman that just left got the last copy. better luck next time" he said, turning his back to him and walking back to where he had been before he had been interrupted. dakota's eye twitched a little as he turned and left the store, forgetting once again that the door's weren't automatic.

he took in deep breaths to calm himself. he had been so damned close to that movie that he could practically reach out and grab it. he cursed his luck and his timing and as he pulled into a sonic and stopped. he hadn't had ice cream in forever and he had a sudden craving for it. he pressed the button when he decided on what he wanted and waited for someone to pick up. "hello, welcome to sonic, how may i take your order?" came a a soft, female voice from the other end. he cleared his throat before answering her. "hi, can i have a large, sonic oreo blast please?" he asked, pulling his wallet out from his back pocket. he heard a laugh and heard her say yes and that it would be four fifty and that she would be right out. he tapped the steering wheel with his finger as he waited. the speakers on his car thudded loudly as the music flowed out, but he wasn't thinking about it, he could barely hear it. his mind was elsewhere. the only thing that snapped him out of his trance was the woman poking his shoulder. he smiled and apologized as he gave her her money and a tip before she left. he laughed and turned the napkin over. on one side it had her number and her name under it. jessica. that was a cool name, but very over-used. he finished his ice cream as quick as possible seeing as it was melting every where. he threw the rest away in the trash can next to his car and left the sonic, still laughing.

dakota sighed as he finally pulled into to his houses long drive way. he never thought he would have been so happy to be home in his entire life. being the first one up, he hadn't gotten the chance to even say hi to anyone, let alone see their faces. dakota was the type that had to be social and talk to people constantly, even if it was just texting. he wasn't good with being alone, not since his brother had died. he kept thinking about ti over and over again. he knew that things happened and you just had to move on with your life and be happy, but this was different. colton had been his twin brother, they had been in the womb together and he had been his best friend. that was just something you just never got over, no matter how much you wanted to. he took in a deep breath and forced back the tears. if someone was awake. he definitely didn't want them to see him crying. besides, crying was for unhappy people, and he was happy.

he quickly and quietly pulled into the garage and slid out of his car so he didn't wake anyone up. sure, he didn't want to be alone, but everyone needed their sleep, despite what he wanted. he didn't like being selfish and needed, even if he was. he threw his keys into the air and caught them as they slowly fell back down to the ground. he unlocked the door and closed it quietly. he unzipped his jacket and threw it over the back of a chair as he made his way to the kitchen. the ice cream hadn't helped much and he was still hungry. he looked through the refrigerator and found nothing. he was going to have to go get food tomorrow or else, they would all starve to death. sometimes he wondered if his parents were even on earth. from the way they overlooked everything, they could have had their brains cut out for he knew. he grumbled silently about not having food as he collapsed onto the couch and reached for the remote. it was late, maybe eleven thirty or so. but it didn't really matter. he was an insomniac, so he usually stayed up later than this. he wondered if the movie he had been wanting would be on paper view. sure, it wasn't the same, but it would do.