Height : um.. 5"7? 5"8? Taller than me, that's all I know.
Hair : right now it's red, and it's really pretty.
Eyes : Super fucking crazyass dark blooo.
Growing up to be Tara
Where : Moncton, New Brunswick, Canada
Edumacation : Did her first year in a BA degree and is prolly going back next year, cause she's the man.
Parents : Her parents are cool, John and Bonnie, or Johnny and Bon if you prefer *giggle*
Siblings : One sister, Tanya. Tanya is Tara's protector, don't piss her off, seriously.
Pets : She has a cat named Cuddles, and she's currently looking after our guinea pig, Bolt Grinder as well. She also has a "cat" named Mocha, who has opposible thumbs and that we theorize might actually be a monkey just wearing a cat costume.. we're onto you, you opposibly thumbed freak!
The Meeting
Tara and I met in the summer of our third year in these bodies. She lived in the house whose backyard faced my own, seperated by a 6 foot fence. One day, I was on my back deck and I saw Tara over on her back deck, and I waved to her, and she waved back.. but then she disapeared. I didn't think much of it and I went over to play in my sandbox when all of a sudden someone tapped me on the shoulder, and I screamed and turned around. There was Tara! She had climbed the 6 foot fence to come over and see me.. and we played together in my sand box, and even though we've had our moments of disagreement, she's been my best friend ever since.
