Name: Cesca (or Frenchie)

Age: 14

Appearance: I'm tall, I have brown hair that goes down to my shoulder blades, and eyes that can look green, blue, brown or grey, depending on the light. I wear glasses.

Fandoms: Too many to list them all, but I'm a Phillion, Danosaur, Bro, Smosher, Parawhore, Hustler (All Time Low), and loads more. I love Fall Out Boy, Blink-182, Bring Me The Horizon, You Me At Six, Panic! At The Disco, Pierce The Veil, Sleeping With Sirens, Tonight Alive etc. I'm also a Potterhead, and used to be a huge Panemaniac, but not as much. Also a Whovian and Sherlockian, and Merlinian. Huge, huge, huge fan of TMI, also.

If you want to ask me anything, or just say 'OH MY GOD FINALLY SOMEONE IN THE SAME FANDOM AS ME' go to my Tumblr, cescatheghost.tumblr.com

Okay, enough writing, *scurries away to watch YouTube*

If Edward Cullen stood on the top of the Empire State Building, 98% of girls would scream, on the otherhand, I'd be part of the 2% of girls that would get a chair and some popcorn and laugh hysterically. Put this on your profile if you agree.

People say guns don't kill people, people kill people, but I think guns help because if you just stood there and yelled BANG! I don't think much is going to happen.

If the world was a logical place, men would be the ones who ride horses sidesaddle.

I would be more scared if you were aiming at the person next to me.

I used to be normal, until I met the freaks I call my friends.

When I die, I want to go peacefully in my sleep like my Grandfather- not screaming like the passengers in his car.

One day, your prince will come. Mine? Oh, he took a wrong turn, got lost and is too stubborn to ask for directions.

Our parents spend the first part of our lives teaching us to walk and talk, and spend the rest of the time telling us to sit down and shut up.

Sometimes giving up doesn't mean your weak, it means you're strong enough to let go.

QUOTES!!!! \/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\/\\/\/\/\/

"I'm usually remarkably good natured, try me on any day that doesn't end in Y."

"It means 'Shadowhunters, Looking Better In Black Than The Widows Of Our Enemies since 1234'"

“One of the Silent Brothers is here to see you. Hodge sent me to wake you up. Actually he offered to wake you himself, but since it's 5 a.m., I figured you'd be less cranky if you had something nice to look at."
"Meaning you?"
"What else?”

“Just because you call an electric eel a rubber duck doesn't make it a rubber duck, does it? And God help the poor bastard who decides they want to take a bath with the duckie."

“The meek may inherit the earth, but at the moment it belongs to the conceited. Like me.”

“What are all these?" Clary asked.
"Vials of holy water, blessed knives, steel and silver blades," Jace said, piling the weapons on the floor beside him, "electrum wire - not much use at the moment but it's always good to have spares - silver bullets, charms of protetion, crucifixes, stars of David-"
"Jesus," said Clary
"I doubt he'd fit."
"Jace." Clary was appalled.”

“I know it's wrong - God, it's all kinds of wrong - but I just want to lie down with you and wake up with you, just once, just once ever in my life.”

“Magnus, standing by the door, snapped his fingers impatiently. "Move it along, teenagers. The only person who gets to canoodle in my bedroom is my magnificent self."
"Canoodle?" repeated Clary, never having heard the word before.
"Magnificent?" repeated Jace, who was just being nasty. Magnus growled. The growl sounded like "Get out.”

“I figured all your classes were stuff like Slaughter 101 and Beheading for Beginners."
Jace flipped a page. "Very funny, Fray.”

“Clary felt suddenly annoyed. "When the self-congratulatory part of the evening is over, maybe we could get back to saving my best friend from being exsanguinated to death?"
"Exsanguinated," said Jace, impressed. "That's a big word."
"And you're a big-"
"Tsk tsk," he interupted. "No swearing in church.”

“Jace?"
"Yeah?"
"How did you know I had Shadowhunter blood? Was there some way you could tell?"
The elevator arrived with a final groan. Jace unlatched the gate and slid it open. The inside reminded Clary of a birdcage, all black metal and decorative bits of gilt. "I guessed," he said, latching the door behind them. "It seemed like the most likely explanation."
"You guessed? You must have been pretty sure, considering you could have killed me."
He pressed a button in the wall, and the elevator lurched into action with a vibrating groan that she felt all through the bones in her feet. "I was ninety percent sure."
"I see," Clary said.
There must have been something in her voice, because he turned to look at her. Her hand cracked across his face, a slap that rocked him back on his heels. He put a hand to his cheek, more in surprise than pain. "What the hell was that for?"
The other ten percent," she said, and they rode the rest of the way down to the street in silence.”

“He made a sound like a choked laughed before he reached out and pulled her into her arms. She was aware of Luke watching them from the window, but she shut her eyes resolutely and buried her face against Jace's shoulder. He smelled of salt and blood, and only when his mouth came close to her ear did she understand what he was saying, and it was the simplest litany of all: her name, just her name.”

“The rat, huddled in the hollow of her palms, squeaked glumly. Delighted, she hugged him to her chest. "Oh poor baby," she crooned, almost as if he really were a pet. "Poor Simon, it'll be fine, I promise-"
"I wouldn't feel too sorry for him," Jace said. "That's probably the closest he's ever gotten to second base."
"Shut up!" Clary glared at Jace furiously, but she did loosen her grip on the rat.”

“If you knew how to cook, maybe I would eat," Jace muttered.
Isabelle froze, her spoon poised dangerously. "What did you say?"
Jace edged toward the fridge. "I said I'm going to look for a snack to eat."
That's what I thought you said." Isabelle turned her attention to the soup.”

“I was not shacking up!" " And my hair is naturally blonde... Just for the record."

"Also, I'm sleeping with your mom, I just thought you should know."

Hmmmm. The quotes are all MI. Anyway, is there anyone who loves the last quote as much as I do?

Ever seen this? \/

A - AVAILABLE: I'm obviously in a mental open marriage with Josh Hutcherson, Peeta Mellark, Scorpius Malfoy and Jace Herondale. :D But I'm not actually Available. Okay. That Makes Total Sense.

B - BIRTHDAY: 08/12/1999

C - CRUSHING ON: Oli Sykes and Alex Gaskarth

D - DRINK YOU LAST HAD: TEA! Can you tell I'm British?

E - EASIEST PERSON TO TALK TO: Myself, My Best Friend.

F - FAVOURITE SONG: Impossible to choose. Depends on my mood.

G - GUMMY BEARS OR GUMMY WORMS: Sour Gummy Worms :D

H - HOMETOWN: Sutton-in-Ashfield

I - IN LOVE WITH: Many band members. So many band members.

J - JUGGLE: Ha! I can do it! With one juggling ball. So throwing and catching.

K - KILLED SOMEONE: Nope. Well, no one you know.

L - LONGEST CAR RIDE: About TWENTY ONE hours.

M- MILKSHAKE FLAVOR: Banana, Chocolate, Blueberry

N - NUMBER OF SIBLINGS: 2, one brother and one sister. Not including step sister. Evil bitch.

O - ONE WISH: To be someone in a book series, like to be a friend of Hermione's in Harry Potter, or a Shadowhunter from The Mortal Instruments.

P - PERSON YOU CALLED LAST: I don't know, my mum?

R - REASON TO SMILE: Too many to name... my best friends, my YouTube channel, this, reading, writing, my Harry Potter memorabilia, my family, music etc.

S - SONG YOU LAST SANG: One Of Those Crazy Girls by Paramore

T - TIME YOU WOKE UP: 6:30AM

U - UNDERWEAR COLOUR: Uh, and I would tell you, why?

V - VEGETABLE(S): I LOVE POTATOES!

W - WORST HABIT: Sticking my tongue out while writing things.

X - X-RAYS YOU'VE HAD: NONE! I have never broken any of my bones! But I did break my mother's toe while having a tantrum when I was a baby.

Y - YOYOS ARE: Don’t know how to use it properly :P But they are still awesome, especially those ones that light up when you do it right.

Z - ZODIAC SIGN: Sagittarius. Yay!

Follow me on twitter @FranHarpham13 (not used much anymore) or @phancesca (main)

My Tumblr : cescatheghost.tumblr.com

Anyone up for a Scorose collaboration write? Or anything HP.