OAKEN, SCARLETT LOLA

[SCARLETT LOLA OAKEN]

SCARLETT LOLA OAKEN

TWENTY-ONE , BREAK THE ROUTINE , BASSIST , ADORKABLE, RG TOWNSON, HETEROSEXUAL

TEN LATEST TWEETS
@scarlettfever as if my bicycle is broken.
@scarlettfever tired doesn't even describe it.
@scarlettfever princess peach.
@scarlettfever mario kart wiiii.
@scarlettfever the offer was too good to resist.
@scarlettfever oh canadaaa.
@scarlettfever dude, just do it.
@scarlettfever whore, bore, snore.
@scarlettfever family fun.
@scarlettfever don't make me say i told you so.

WHAT CAN'T YOU LIVE WITHOUT?
MY BICYCLE: What? Don't judge me. My grandfather got it for me when he went across to The Netherlands and now it's my go to method of transportation - within reason mind you. It's yellow with a basket on the front for all my folders or shopping or whatever. You're jealous, I can tell but if you keep laughing you won't get to have a go on it.
MY FAMILY: Anyone who knows me well enough would know this would be in here somewhere but I come from a pretty tight family network. I'm the youngest of four as well as the only girl. Yeah, keep your opinions to yourself about that, not unless you want a punch in the mouth. Anyway, my mum left when I was three and it was one of those awful but good things. We grew closer as a family and my dad wouldn't have met his girlfriend otherwise. Get togethers are big for us even if I have to travel back to L.A. to see everybody - apart from my eldest brother and niece who live here too.
MY GAME BOY COLOR: I only have it for the Pokemon games which is really nerdy. However, I got it off eBay for like ten bucks with three games, it was a steal and I'm not really one to say no to a bargain. It's like the look my niece will throw at me before she starts crying, it just hits you and you're helpless.
MY JOB: I bum what I do, in a metaphorical sense of course. Not just because it pays the bills and then some but because I don't hate waking up to go to my studio or the shop. I look forward to it, y'know? That and it's all mine, I had some help from my dad in regards to the legal shit but aside from that it's my baby. Plus there's something very satisfying about seeing your logo/name on somebody's ass as they walk past. It never gets old. I don't know what I love more; designing clothes or getting to meet different people everyday. I'm lucky to be able to go on the main tours because of the contracts for having stalls and I swear to God I get starstruck with every famous face I meet. It just kinda takes getting used to seeing yourself popping up in Kerrang or on Buzznet after the pictures are uploaded or the interviews are posted.
MY BOOKS: My house is full of bookcases, here there and everywhere. It's not like I collect them, I just don't like to throw them away. Granted I had a good old clear out the other day and gave a lot to charity and it's much better I just have to remember that some of them I will never read again. I mean if you want a book I probably have it and maps, I like to collect maps... And this is where I stop this conversation.

LIKES
Videogames; I’m a total fucking nerd and if you don't like that then, well, whatever. Seriously though, I can mostly kick your ass in all forms of Pokémon Gameboy colour version up to DS version. The worst part is i don't even know where it's stemmed from. Men; being heterosexual I think this is fairly self-explanatory. Musical instruments; I have playing the piano badge well and truly stuck on my brownie sash. What else? Cooking; I love it and I’m good at it. God hopes my niece picks up something from me as opposed to taking on my brother's er 'talent', I guess this also links in to being an aunt; my niece has the entire family wrapped around her little finger, she's learnt well. Shooting stars; they're pretty to watch especially when you're hanging out with friends; who doesn't love their friends? Mine are like my second family, corny as that is. I suppose this goes with parties and jello shots. Oh and i love that feeling of waking up and realising you have another couple of hours in bed; just because really.
DISLIKES
Crab sticks; whoever decided that people would like mushed up crab in a stick form should be shot - no offense if you like them, I just think they taste like shit, this also includes seafood; not fish though, just the whole lobster, oyster, whelk, etc. scene. Following on in the food sort of route - hangovers; especially the pounding sort after having too much tequila. Tequila; is the devil in disguise. I especially hate mornings; even more so when it's super cold out and when you're late. Being late; feeds into being impatient and i will always be grouchy if I know I’m going to be late for something. Any form of illness; because who likes being ill and lady cramps deserve a mention of their own, as does bed hair; sex hair I can cope with because at least good has come before it but bed hair? No, just no. Then there's body odour, bad breath and smelly feet. Eww.

INTERVIEW WITH KERRANG!

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'After a year's worth of persuasion we've finally got the opportunity to interview her. Ladies and gentlemen, Scarlett Oaken!'
[Blushes and laughs]'You make it sound like I've point blank refused to talk to you for the past year, which I insist isn't the case. We've just not been able to see one another - a conflict of schedules and all that shit. We're all busy people. But I'm here, you're here, we're all sexy. Let's do this shit [laughs again].'

'Seriously though, it's nice to be able to talk to you again, it's been what, since last year's tour? How have things been since?'
'Pretty good actually, busy. [smiles] But when aren't we busy? It's been a mixture of things. Getting ready for tour, being in the studio to get the new album out. Doing gigs, other tours. I went back home recently for my niece's birthday party which somehow escalated into my grandad having slightly too much to drink and my niece falling asleep with the family doberman. The pictures are on my facebook. I got back last weekend from that because otherwise it's not worth it, what with having to travel to Canada and back. Two weeks with the family is more than enough, even if I miss them when they're not around. But yeah, aside from that it's just been band stuff and seeing friends, my life is pretty darn boring [shrugs].'

'We beg to differ, especially since you're originally from Canada, how does that work?'
'How doesn't it work? [smirks]. Nah, basically I moved to the states when I was seven. Long story short my parents went through a nasty divorce. My dad's Canadian and when everything was finalised with it we moved here because he was offered a job but since then he's moved back. My eldest brother lives in Florida, another's based in Los Angeles and sam moved back with my dad... Yeah [smiles], I have three brothers, older brothers. I'm the youngest and the baby, I guess it would make sense I'm in an otherwise all guy band right? [runs her fingers through her hair] yeah, I don't know how that happened either to be honest. It just kinda did. I mean, we're all friends, we've known one another for years. Same highschool and all that. Cause and effect really but I've moved on from the original question [blushes]. The answer to your question would be family reasons but in my head I have two homes, Canada and America.'

'That's cool. We have to say we find the accent sexy as fuck - which leads us onto the question of weird fan encounters, had any?'
'[Laughs loudly] Weird fan encounters? Christ alive I have them every day. Don't get me wrong I love fans but some of them could do with keeping their comments or hands [cringes] to themselves. I think the best one would be a guy trying to undo my bra when walking out the back entrance back to our bus. How he dodged the security guys and actually managed to get his hand up the back of my top is beyond me. Then again he didn't get much further then that - he said he wouldn't do it again if I gave him my autograph and fingers crossed I haven't seen him since. [Pauses to think] the guys have more 'weird' things then I do, y'know, the whole panties on stage or 'can you sign my tits' sort of deal. I don't get that, I just get asked personal questions or if I'm willing to have my photo taken. Which is fine with me. Like I said, I love talking to fans, without them we'd be nothing. Are nothing [shrugs].'

'Before we finish, there is one burning question we need to ask; what's your relationship status?'
'[Blushes and laughs but avoids eye contact] Relationship status? What relationship status, don't you know I'm the biggest whore going? ... I'm totally kidding but you probably already knew that. Nah, as of right now I'm er keeping my options open? I'm not one of those girls who will spread her legs, get her kicks for one night and then move onto the next. I'd rather be single for a good while and find somebody who has the same views to me about well, life I guess. [Shrugs] If something comes along then great but I'm not actively seeking anything - I've never really had to. As for the future though, it would be nice to be married and have children but that all depends if somebody wants to take that step with me I guess... Maybe I should put out an ad... [smiles]'

'Aww well, we genuinely do think you're a sweetheart here, you've probably made a good few readers think they have a chance... But thank you, it was nice to see you again, until next time?'
'I'll let you know if anything has changed. But yeah it was nice, thanks for wanting to talk to me? [Laughs] No doubt I'll get shredded to pieces by the guys for this. Oh well.'


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HEY, MY NAME IS PIXIE. I HAVE BEEN ROLE-PLAYING FOR EIGHT YEARS. I PLAY 0 OTHER CHARACTERS, AND HERE'S A SAMPLE OF WHAT I CAN DO;

of all the people she had wanted to call, roman had been the first one to pop in her mind. why? she wasn't particularly sure, maybe it had something to do with his straight to the point mannerisms or the fact that he could metaphorically slap her around the fact to knock some sense into her. despite that his reaction hadn't exactly been what she'd anticipated. granted it was the middle of the night and she was beyond hysterical but still. he should know by now that these sorts of situations would arise with her from time to time and when push came to shove she came to him first. that had to be something to gloat about right? then again she knew that he would rather do without it, what with being the somewhat emotionally detached arsehole he could be from time to time. the fact of the matter was that she was upset, yes he probably thought it was for a stupid reason but right now she just wanted to be told that carter was the fucking moron and that she wasn't, considering the two of them didn't really like one another that seemed like a sure thing. plus once carter knew she had rung him he'd get even more pissed off so she ended up in a win-win situation even if it didn't seem like it right now.

scarlett knew her tears and sobbing would irritate him but right now it was uncontrollable, just one of those things she needed to get out of her system. it'd pass with time. what she hadn't expected was a revelation of his own. for him to find out that her love interest was carter was one thing but for him to reveal that he was in a relationship of his own was a complete breach of trust. enough for shock to stop her sobbing anyway. what was even more shocking was his reaction. didn't he trust her? just when she thought her night couldn't get any worse a bomb like this was dropped. her tactic had been to distract him from doing anything to harm himself, the sound of glass breaking enough to send shivers down her spine. she could only hope that his anger wasn't directed at her because otherwise she really would be up the creek without a paddle. nevertheless it seemed her plan for them to go out and do something had worked, explaining why she was currently trying to put some pants and shoes on as quietly as possible. The guys were out doing god knows what but carter? carter was in the back room and whilst she'd told him she would be leaving to go somewhere she wasn't in the mood to face him.

so here she was, stuck between a rock and a hard place. having grabbed some sandwiches and some beer from the fridge, scarlett carefully made her way to his bus, glancing back once to where the light was still on, on her own only to allow it to make her walk faster. seeing his silhouette perched, she came to a still, not wanting to get closer in case his mood hadn't waned. "roman?" awkwardly shifting on the spot, the blonde took another couple of cautious steps forward, holding out a sandwich as a peace offering only to notice he was hurt. guilt shot through her, putting the sandwich back in the brown bag so could step forward and sit next to him. "want me to look at it?" she wouldn't press it further than that, hands wrapping around her bag of goodies so she wouldn't fuss. "i'm sorry."

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