* MAVERICK , justyna alka.

How blind can you be, don’t you see?
That the gambler lost all he does not have

THE CURTAINS CLOSED
• • all about you

name/alias: lidja
age: 17
time zone: mountain
other characters: marius mi amore. <3
contact: pm or email me loves

EVERYBODY STOP AND STARE
• • basics

full name: justyna alka maverick
nicknames: justyn
age/birthday: june 5th
company/position/band(if applicable): candy kisses/manager/the social experiment
mugshot: maja ivarsson

ALL WE NEED IS TO BELIEVE
• • persona

personality: First off I’m determined. If I want something I will do whatever it takes to reach that goal. Seriously. I’m not the kind of person to ever give up, and I guess that's why I managed to get this far in life. I don’t care if there’s no one by my side, I can do things by myself when I need to. It’s all a matter of always knowing what I want. And once I decide that, it’s all a matter of doing whatever it takes to get it. And once that happens, good luck trying to stop me. Nothing will ever get in my way, so hun please don't even try. You're just going to kind up falling on your fucking ass.

Yes I'm aware I cuss too much, but I do control myself when it matters. Oh and yes I know I'm a bitch. But frankly I could care less what you think. Yea I know sugar, it stings knowing Justyna doesn’t care if your dead or alive. But suck it up. Anyway I know when I need to control myself, and don't worry when that situation comes up I will be contained. But babe, if I really don't have to be nice to you rest assure I won't I will kick your little ass all over the place and make you regret the day you crossed paths with me. Should you happen to piss me off. And honey, it doesn’t take much. And don’t think I'm not going to be scared of your scrawny body. Because your just no match for me. Not with bitchiness and guess what? Not even with the guys.

Flirting is my specialty. I know how to wrap pretty much any guy around my finger, and pull all the strings so they're completely under my spell. It's a gift, it's a curse, call it what you want. But at least I love doing it, because frankly boy toys are my favorite accessory. Sure I don’t always manage to get the key, but if it doesn't I couldn't care less. Trust me. I may love making out and hanging with guys, but I’ll be damned if I actually fall in love with one of them. In fact I’m not even close to the father of my baby boy, who actually brings out another side of me.

Bastian is the one man in my life that’s here to stay. He’s my pride and joy and I love him to death. Some people have even thrown around the words that I’m an ‘overprotective monster’. I mean he’s never out of my sight, and no one is allowed to hold him unless I’m sure they’re trustworthy enough. Ok, maybe it’s a bit over the top. But I just don’t know what I’d do without him. And so I go out of my way to make sure nothing ever harms him, not even emotionally. If anyone should so much as give him a funny look I’d be more then happy to show them just how well a Polish girl can fight. On the other hand if someone should actually treats him well I’m actually nice to them. Well nicer then i normally would be.

I know surprise, surprise I can be nice to people outside my family. Yes I can be very sweet, especially when people come to talk to me and Bastian’s around. And if they think he’s cute that’s definite bonus points. Thus all of my few friends are only people who appreciate my Bastian. Still if he’s around and I hate you I’ll actually act civil. I mean I can’t have him picking up bad habits can I? This means I do know how to behave myself, if it’s for the sake of Bastian or a matter of my job I will act like a professional. No rude comments, no cussing, until I can do so safely without risking my job.

So no I’m not perfect. I mean are young mothers ever? I cuss, I’m a bitch, I was spoiled as a child, I cut off my baby’s father because my parents, I’m a shameless flirt. But then again there are some good things about me. I mean I’d do anything for my boy, I behave myself when I need to, I’m independent and determined. There I do have good fucking traits, so don’t think I’m a complete spoiled bitch. ‘Cause there’s so much more to me, k hun?
likes:
• designer brands
• eye make-up
• vitamin water
• poland
• pop/techno music
• accents
• travelling
• money
• singing
• flirting
• cigarettes
dislikes:
• bitches
• bums
• poor fashion sense
• stench (mostly b.o)
• rap
• fatness
• hideous colors
• clownred lipstick
• religion
• broken mirrors
• her mother
fears:
losing her baby bastian
not being able to provide for herself or bastian
losing a cat fight
staining her designer clothes
getting disowned by her family
strengths:
motherly, she adores her baby boy
creativity, she has an amazing talent at taking pictures
languages, she can speak fluent polish and english
seduction, she can make practically any guy melt in her hands.
organization, she manages her portfolio and finances like an expert.
weaknesses:
cussing, she cusses like a sailor
trusting, she’s very reserved and it takes a lot to open her up
being a bitch, she doesn’t understand the term ‘play nice’
keeping cool, it doesn’t take much to set her off.
making friends, she’s just not that good at making or keeping friends
ambitions:
to be the best mother for Bastian
to see The Social Experiment make it to the top
to return to her homeland
secrets:
she’s never been in love
she wishes Josh were here for Bastian
she's actually a little nicer then how she usually acts

BITTER SWEET MEMORIES
• • the story

parents: Michał Borys and Ela Lucja Maverick
siblings: none, I’m an only child
other family: all in another country
hometown: warsaw, poland
current residence: boston, ma
history: My parents were madly in love when they met, and even though they were young they knew they wanted a baby. So when I came into the picture they were ecstatic. They doted on me, and arranged their schedule to fit my needs, to say I was adored is an understatement, I was down right spoiled rotten. They both had enough money, as after the Soviet reign collapsed they both sort of fell into decent jobs. Growing up I got everything I could ever want. Well expect a pony, because frankly no matter how times I pleaded my parents insisted there was no room for a pony in the apartment in the center of Warsawa we lived in. Still it was all good, I mean being in the center of the Polish capital made it easy to get everywhere and anywhere.

As I started school I tried to fit in. I scavenged a couple close friends, but no one else seemed to pay me much attention. I was too quiet, but that soon changed. Once I realized my parents could buy me all the cool stuff the ‘popular cliché’ had it didn’t take long for me to fit it once I set my eyes on doing just that. I was the queen bee before long, once I figured out the way to the top was to crush everyone in the process. I acted like a bitch, made some enemies and all my friends were cheap and easily replaceable. But it didn’t matter because then I got into boys.

It started with the typical elementary crushes, you know throwing food, tripping, stuff like that. Still I thrived off of guy’s attention, their approval, their presence. Still I never got too attached I never hate time because by the time I was ten I was shipped off to America. My parents thought I could use a change of scenery or something.

Even though I despised the move, I knew my parents were just doing what they thought was right. So even though it took a while but I forgave them. I mean they loved me, right? Once I entered school I made sure never to make that same mistake. I played with guys emotions, I took the title of ‘head bitch’ after much hard work, and soon I was back in the same old rhythm. I loved getting into cat fights every other day, and I loved the attention the guys would give me. Especially when I turned platinum blonde. Of course it was way better to see their little hearts break.

Then one day I met this guy. His name was Josh, he was about oh twenty four and I was twenty two when we met. I think he thought it was love, I just thought he was gorgeous. At the time I was already working in the entertainment business, and was slowly making my way up. Then when I was twenty three I discovered I was pregnant. The movie company I worked with as a promotional manager surprisingly took it well, and allowed me to keep my job and even take a paid leave when I was far into my pregnancy. They were better then Josh did who left shortly after finding out. My parents supported me, and then on August fifteenth Bastian was born. I only had a couple friends I actually consider close and my parents at the birth, no Josh. I didn’t mind, I loved Bastian the minute he was born. I was soon spoiling him like my parents spoiled me, and though my parents hadn’t been to thrilled being young grandparents they were soon engulfed with Bastian’s adorableness.

They helped take care of Bastian while I returned to work, which proved handy when I came across the band The Social Experiment who were looking for a manager. Even though I still was pretty new to the whole business I had a gut feeling, and convinced them to let me manage them. After searching around for a record company that might sign them on, I finally stumbled upon a Candy Kisses agent who was in Miami. After talking with them, they agreed to sign them on and off to Boston it was. Of course my parents didn’t come, but I figured I could handle Bastian myself now. And well here I am today.

ON THE EDGE OF THE SKY
• • extra

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