Post by Darren Martell on Jun 28, 2017 15:40:18 GMT
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[attr="class","largeleft"] [attr="class","largehover"] [attr="class","uglyhoverinside"] [attr="class","bioheader"]about. [attr="class,"bioentry"]In true rags to riches form, Darren started out on the wrong side of the track so to speak. He grew up in Delphin Bay in one of the more run down neighborhoods, and he worked hard for everything he had. From the time he was old enough he had a job, he was delivering newspapers when he was old enough to ride his bike and understand where they went, he did odd jobs around the bay like mowing yards and cleaning up garages, painting fences that kind of thing. He was a hard worker from the get go. He even would do odd jobs in Feronia Hills, like cleaning pools in the summer time. Now as an adult he is very well off. He had success from and early age when he took out a loan, with a cosign from his grandparents to get a mechanics shop up and running. Martell Automotive became an almost instant success, so much so that he was able to open another shop a couple town over, and then had partners calling him and asking about his business plan so they too could open their own franchise shops, it was crazy how just in the six years since he graduated high school that Darren was able to have such success, and it was all because he was someone people knew they could trust. [attr="class","bioheader"]history. [attr="class,"bioentry"]Darren's mother never made it out of the hospital when he was born, she had lost too much blood giving birth to him, and it had been the end of her. Something which caused his father to never forgive him. Not that he could have done anything about it as he was a newborn, but still, his father never let it go. Jaxon became an alcoholic, not that that was surprising in the bay. Several people were, the drunk tank always seemed full at the police station. He was a mechanic, and when he wasn't in a sour mood taught Darren everything he knows about cars. His fathers parents had been gone for years, but his mothers parents, Sheryl and George, loved the boy and did right by him when they could. He spent weekends with them when he could, and was very close to them both. Any time his dad was in a drunken rage he would bike over to their house and stay the night in the room they kept there for him in Feronia Hills. Jaxon would not allow his grandparents to fund anything for him, he insisted he could take care of his boy himself, without their interference. Sheryl and George Jonas had never liked Jaxon, and thought he was not good enough for their daughter Katherine. Though Katherine had been head over heels for the Martell boy from the day she had met him in school. Growing up working hard like Darren had to, doing odd jobs everywhere he could so that he could afford to buy himself things that the other kids just got from their parents, it was difficult for him. He was doing things like paper routes, washing cars, painting fences, cleaning garages, raking leaves, mowing yards it was crazy for him. Then when he was old enough he started to get jobs cleaning the pools in Feronia Hills thanks to his grandparents influence. When he was twelve, he was cleaning the pool for the Clark family, where he first laid his eyes on the beautiful blonde daughter of the Clarks, Emma. He cleaned their pool every summer from then on, twice a month. She didn't seem to really pay much attention to him, though he caught her watcing him from time to time, or he thought she was anyway. When they were fifteen they were both Freshman in high school, and it was there he saw her again. This time they were on the same turf. They started dating, though it was sometimes hard because he had the feeling the Clarks didn't like him. They didn't know they were dating, or so the thought, but he had a feeling they did. Which he suspected more when they told him they no longer needed his services in the summer time, as they had found someone to do it year round. Darren never liked people that felt they were better than him, he wasn't some aristocratic brat, but he did have old world blood, his grandparents lived two doors down from the Clarks for God's sake. Then, shortly after they graduated, and Emma had recieved an acceptance to Yale, he had bought a small ring, that way she would remember him while she was away, and how much he loved her. He was going to take her down to the beach, on his horses (which were gifts from his grandparents that his dad had no idea existed because they kept htem in the stables at their place) and ask her to marry him when she graduated from college, right at sunset. Those plans were quickly dashed when he got the letter, the one that shattered his heart into a million tiny pieces. He still rode down to the beach that day, throwing the ring as hard as he could into the surf. He was broken, and he threw everything to the wind that day. He talked to his grandparents that night, asking for their help to open his shop. Together they signed a loan and got him the start up cash. He opened his first shop, his father working for him, and their lives changed. Jaxon stopped drinking so much, and before long the next shop was ready to open, and he sent his dad to live in an apartment above it and run that shop. He lived in an apartment above the original shop, and as more people wanted to join him in the Martell Automotive franchise the more he was able to save. His grandparents decided they wanted to move to a smaller home in upstate New York to live out their days, and sold him their house, the one that was two doors down from the Clarks. They had quite the looks on their faces when they watched his moving van pull up and start unloading things, all he did was smirk and walk inside. Worth it. [attr="class","bioheader"]loves and hobbies. [attr="class,"bioentry"]* mechanics *Emma Clark * hunting * driving *racing * swimming * surfing * the beach * reading * watching tv to sleep by * beautiful girls * bikinis * his horses *riding on the beach [attr="class","bioheader"]dislikes and loathes. [attr="class,"bioentry"]* being left behind * being without the love of his life * snobby people * people who don't treat animals right * backstabbers * fish * people who don't work hard for what they have [attr="class","uglylarge"] | [attr="class","rightside"] [attr="class","rightsideafter"] [attr="class","bioline"]25 [attr="class","bioline"]male [attr="class","bioline"]heterosexual [attr="class","bioline"]Resident [attr="class","bioline"]Mechanic/Business Owner [attr="class","bioline"]Jensen Ackles [attr="class","rightsidebefore"] [attr="class","bioname"]darren r. martell [attr="class","biolyrics"] Life's a dance you learn as you go, sometimes you lead, sometimes you follow, don't worry about what you don't know [attr="class","bioicon"] |
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