Post by Daniella Marie Hudson on Nov 23, 2012 12:39:12 GMT -7
| [atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 460px; background-image: url(http://i44.tinypic.com/34fb0ns.jpg);-moz-border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; -webkit-border-radius: 0px 0px 0px 0px; border: 4px ridge #9c5f5b, bTable][tr][cs=2] daniella marie hudson. nineteen. music . selena gomez. | |
[rs=2] | smacking her gum, daniella's eyes looked nowhere but straight in front of her at the interviewer. eyebrows raised, hand resting on her thigh, she waited for him to begin talking. "miss hudson,"the middle aged man began. "how about you start off by telling us a little about yourself. where you grew up, how old you are, some small family details..". licking her lips, she sighed and nodded. "well, i'm daniella hudson, more commonly known as dani or daniella. i grew up in a small town of ohio that no one's heard of and frankly i hope i never go back to. i'm nineteen, and a music major. i'm a freshman, obviously. i grew up with two parents. whether their my biological or not is none of your business, and that's about it really." the female spoke bluntly. her eyes focused on the male, as if plotting something that wasn't worth explaining. he was starting to look a little uncomfortable under the young female's gaze, which only made her smirk. clearing his throat, he nodded a little bit. "uhm.. okay then. why don't you go ahead and explain why you're here in colorado doing school then.. rolling her eyes, she nodded. "basically, because i'm forced to. my .. mom wanted me to go to a good school, and my dad went here for college. they wanted me to be a more, uhm, stable major, so i said i got accepted here for business. being to busy with their own lives to notice anything different, they were happy for me and moved on. now, they well, won't talk to me. they think i'm a terrible person for lying and taking the music major, but i frankly don't give a rat's-- she spoke, but the interviewer held up his finger to her before she could let out any sort of cuss word. "ah ah. no swearing. he spoke quickly. muttering a few words under her breath, she sighed again. "is there anything else you need to know?" she spoke rudely, offended by being cut off. "go ahead and explain your past to us." he decided. shifting in her chair a little bit. she licked her lips nervously. "well, i was born in texas. my birth my couldn't take care of me, she was fourteen, young, stupid, and decided to put me up for adoption. i got adopted really quick, by a mexican couple who couldn't have children. i moved to ohio when i was eighteen months old and lived there ever since. i quickly learned how to sing, and well, loved it since i was about eight or nine. i was popular in school, simply because i didn't put up with anyone's sh-- crap. i sang at local talent shows, and got accepted here fairly quickly after i auditioned with them. i'm happy and not pregnant. am i done?" she rushed through her words, but the point was made. 'yes, i guess so. have a nice day, daniella.' he spoke. 'bye.' |
fallen. fifteen. several. |
