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"I think I might have a disorder where your emotions frequently malfunction and a lot of the time you're sitting there feeling something inappropriate. It should be called Emotional Moron Disorder."

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FULL NAME


Jamie Oliver Parrish


NICKNAME


N/A


AGE


17


GENDER


Cisgender Male


SEXUALITY


Bi-Curious



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appearance

DESCRIPTION


Jamie, although an all-around pretty good looking guy, does not think very highly of himself, especially on the subject of his looks. If you asked him to describe himself, he'd probably ramble on for an hour about his pasty complexion and how his eyebrows look so big they could fly off his forehead and that his nose was shaped like a rocket, or compare his face to some strange animal you've probably never heard of. The term "confidence" isn't quite in his vocabulary, which isn't difficult to tell as his general uncomfortable looking posture, strange facial expressions and flailing arm gestures make it rather obvious that he's not comfortable in his own skin. He has a rather tall and lanky build, standing at around 6'0 with broad shoulders yet he seems to be made out of more bone and skin than muscle or fat, if he even has either of those. Prior to adolescence, Jamie was a short and chubby kid, one of those unfortunate souls in middle school that were still under the 5'0 mark but when he hit the ninth grade, he had a growth spurt and all that fat he had built up stretched out, leaving him with an ab-less skinny figure.


One thing Jamie doesn't mind-destroyingly hate about himself is his dark blonde/gingerish mane that usually sits messily on his head, mainly because he believes his hair is an impossible color which is pretty exciting since his eyes are a plain, muddy green often mistaken for brown. As mentioned before, he's a pale guy from refusing to go outside or participate in any shape, way or form of sports and owns quite a distinguishing pair of thick eyebrows.


HEIGHT & WEIGHT


6'0/145lbs


PHYSIQUE


Gawky and tall


WARDROBE


It is true that Jamie cares about what he looks like from his consistent negative attitude towards his appearance and low self-esteem, but as he quite genuinely believes that he resembles a pudding and that there is no hope for him, he doesn't put much thought into his clothing choice. Graphic tees with band or movie logos he likes, that he's probably kept in the back of his closet for years, dark hoodies, washed out jeans and any pair from his impressive collection of beat up sneakers consisting of mostly a variety of Converse and Vans should do.



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persona

PERSONALITY

Terminally awkward, clumsy, self-conscious and sheepish; Jamie is everything a "manly man" shouldn't be, practically a six year old in a seventeen year old boy's body. His hermit-like, introverted demeanor makes it impossible for him to make friends who don't understand his childish not to mention sometimes inappropriate sense of humor, always saying the wrong thing at the wrong time, accidentally smacking someone in the face with his backpack, or as he has done many times, elbowing a girl in the boob as it just so happens that his arms are at perfect chest height for females. Charming. It's not so much the case of being shy or coy, rather Jamie lacks the necessary social skills of a developed teenager needed to be accepted in society, often leading to him freaking out whenever anyone asks him where the bathroom is or just flat-out faking an aneurysm to avoid interaction. Older people, attractive people, female people and just PEOPLE in general intimidate him, he feels much like an ant surrounded by elephants who will crush him if he makes one wrong move which is why he's so stiff around other and struggles to form proper sentences, the way he talks and moves when in company of strangers rubs off as uncomfortable or unnatural as he forces himself to act what he considers to be "normal", the result always ending up him being seen as even weirder than he actually is. He's incapable of paying attention to someone for more than 5 minutes and will most likely space off into another dimension whilst you're telling a story about your dead grandma. Granted, Jamie prefers being alone and doesn't mind the fact that he has about three Facebook friends, but it becomes a problem when just the idea of going to the supermarket risking bumping into someone makes him want to blow his brains out.


Yet another fatal flaw Jamie possesses in his personality is his laziness, melodrama and pessimism. Jamie doesn't like anything that requires effort, if it can be left for tomorrow, why would he do it today? A master at procrastination, Jamie has a habit of pushing everything to the maximum limit until it is absolutely necessary to be taken care of, making him have to deal with 10 essays and 6 books to read in one night usually resulting in a mental breakdown or falling into an existential crisis. His solution to almost everything is do nothing until it eventually goes away, but unfortunately this plan rarely works out. Although Jamie does have a lot of potential to do great things with his creativity and intelligence, he easily becomes frustrated something doesn't work the first time he does it and approaches most situations with a discouraged attitude, expecting everything to have a bad outcome. His fatalistic point of view is what holds him back from going out to get the things he wants and sulk around in his room waiting for the inevitability of death.


As mentioned above, Jamie is a greatly dramatic person, the mere flicker of a lightbulb means the apocalypse to him. Paranoid, anxious and tense, Jamie is unusually worrisome, he plans out everything that could possibly go wrong and all the bad things that could happen before doing anything, spending a significant amount of time every day contemplating every way he could die. Want some toast? Nope, too dangerous, you could be electrocuted. Want to take the bus to visit your friend? Nope, buses don't have seat-belts, you could be killed. Want to change your phone's password? Nope, you could forget it and be locked out from your phone and then have to go get it fixed and you'll have to go into town and risk seeing someone you know and then you'll have to find the tech shop and who knows you might have to ask someone on the street where it is because you can't find it because your phone doesn't work and then you'll have to explain to the tech people how you're so dumb you forgot your own password and then pay them for their services but maybe you forgot your money at home or maybe you don't have enough money and AAAAAAAAH! That, ladies and gentlemen, is the mindset of Jamie Oliver Parrish.


There's a lot of seething anger built up in Jamie due to him letting people walk all over him and refusal to defend himself. Generally he's a fairly calm, friendly guy who ignores idiots and whatever insults they throw his way, but he's not completely 100% capable of brushing off what others say and quietly contains his rage when attacked instead of doing something about as he knows any attempts to resist are futile. Therefore he is prone to having random bursts of anger or frustration in his own company but never in public. You could say Jamie is cowardly, he doesn't like taking risks and is one of the most self-loathing people you'll ever meet, constantly putting himself down. Jamie irrationally hates himself to the point where it's ridiculous, he doesn't believe he's capable of doing the things he wants to and refuses to acknowledge that he's ever done anything good in his life, hence why compliments are his absolute nightmare. Jamie's years with cancer have left him with a bitter outlook on life and is a much darker person behind closed doors than others perceive him to be...


LIKES


-Video games


-Junk food


-Comic books


-Dungeons and Dragons


-Classic rock music


-Artistic films


-Bananas


-Cats

DISLIKES

-Parties


-Alcohol


-Smoking


-Drugs


-Sports/Swimming/Rollerblading/Iceskating etc.


-Acne


-Gossip


-Social media


TRAITS

Awkward | Self-deprecating | Detached | Introverted | Pessimistic

Humorous | Intelligent | Creative | Friendly | Trustworthy

FEARS


-Public humiliation


-His cancer coming back


REPUTATION


Jamie and his friend group are pretty much seen as dorky nerds by the student body at Riverdell. They're regularly picked on and teased even by those in grades below them and often treated as punching bags.



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BACKSTORY


Jamie Oliver Parrish was born an only child on the 24th of June 1998 to Erin Moore, a socialite event planner very popular among the Riverdell Community and Alexander Parrish, an intimidating businessman in the marketing communications branch. Jamie's childhood was nothing short of your typical upbringing; cartoons, toys, vomit, baby food and so so so much crying, as a child his family was inseperable, they'd go out to the park, get ice cream, go to the movies, watch TV and read together, they were practically the dream American suburban family. He'd always been a shy little boy who'd rather play with Transformers than go out and ride his bike with the kids in his neighborhood, so before starting school Jamie had limited social skills from only ever being around his parents and having no siblings, so it was impossible for him to be around anyone his age for more than five minutes without attempting to escape to his mom. At least, that was the case until he turned five. Being part of an overly-friendly family, it was only natural for his parents to force him to come along with them to welcome the new family that had just moved in next door with an invitation for lunch that following week, and so Jamie met Noelle Sturgess.


Noelle was nice enough, she was pretty easy to get along with and not genetically unfortunate unlike Jamie, plus she didn't seem to have any demonic traits, but that didn't convince Jamie. It wasn't that he didn't like her or that she was the harbringer of doom in his life, but she was a girl and Jamie didn't really know what to do with her. What were girls like anyway? Was he supposed to buy her flowers? Did girls like flowers? What if she wanted to marry him? What if his parents made him marry her? Yuck. Whatever, it's not like his parents would force them to arrange playdates, right? Right? Wrong. Mrs. Parrish caught on on the fact that since Noelle was new in town, she'd need some friends, plus for some reason she'd come over or call every afternoon and ask if Jamie wanted to go out and play to which he'd always make up some lame excuse like 'Oh, I can't, I got my hand stuck in a toaster.' Somehow that only made Noelle giggle and want to be his friend even more, so eventually after the begging and nagging from his mother, Jamie and Noelle started properly hanging out, and it actually wasn't that bad. Or at least for Noelle it wasn't, Jamie did have a good time and all, but one way or another he'd always hurt himself trying to impress her. Whether it was falling off his bike, running into a tree, being knocked over by a trash can or having some idiot across the street swing a football at his head, Jamie embarrassed himself in front of Noelle more times than necessary for a lifetime, though it did turn out well as Jamie's dorkiness was the ground the two built their friendship on. Noelle was a graceful magical creature and Jamie was, uh, not so graceful. More like a prancing flamingo. Long story short, Noelle (or as he called her, Noodle) and Jamie became close friends, in fact, 'close' friends would be an understatement, the two were inseparable. Morning, afternoon, evening, day, night, breakfast, lunch, dinner, they always found a way to be next to one another even though they were polar opposites.


Starting primary school, thankfully Noelle and Jamie had all the same classes. Being pretty and friendly, Noelle instantly made several friends in her first days of school whereas Jamie had made a total of zero, but that didn't matter, because Jamie had met her before anyone else and so their friendship was still strong. In the summer, they'd go swimming together, in the winter, they'd build snowmen, and the rest of the time they'd do whatever they could find. Hide and seek, TV, board games, not only were N&J best friends, but their families were close too. Every once in a while Jamie would get teased by the bigger kids for being short and chubby, but Noelle would always be there to back him up and defend him. It was the best of times.


In the third grade, Jamie got sick.


After weeks of excessive fatigue, enormous weight loss, fever and the chills, Jamie was diagnosed with cancer. Acute myeloid leukemia, to be exact. As you'd imagine, his entire world was shattered into pieces before his eyes. Although leukemia was normally treatable, the doctors gave him a 20% chance of survival with a total of 3 years to live if his body did shut down or if he declined treatment. Three years, he thought to himself, three years, that means I'll be in middle school by the time I die. And so, for the better or for worse, Jamie cut Noelle out of his life with no explanation. He ignored her calls, never answered the door, avoided her at school, started taking the bus and pushed everyone away in an attempt to make the blow easier when he eventually passed away. Though of course, it wasn't as if many people would miss him, he was a complete nerd with only one friend, ex-friend now. Among receiving the news, his parents grew apart too. They stopped spending quality time together and worrying more about their jobs and separate social lives, a coping mechanism to deal with the fact that their only son was dying. Isolated, alone, there were many words for what state Jamie was now living in. His schoolwork got poorer and poorer to the point where his family pulled him out of school to pursue homeschooling, he stopped playing with his toys and doing things he usually loved like reading or watching Cartoon Network, but most of all he became so, so tired. There was nothing he could do, eventually he lost his hair from chemotherapy, he became unusually skinny and pale, like a ghost. Most of the time he'd stay locked up in his room, doing homework or sleeping, sometimes he'd stay in hospital for weeks on end. Every night he'd wake up sweating and freezing from nightmares of him laying on his death bed. After months of not properly speaking to his parents, one night they came into his room and told him he was having a sister. Supposedly his parents expected him to be happy or congratulate them or be excited that he'd finally have a sibling, but the only emotion he felt for the tiny bump in his mother's womb slowly rising was resentment and hatred, hatred because he knew the only reason they were having a second child was because the first one had been a complete fucking failure and now this thing was replacing him. Jess, they told him, we're going to name her Jess, doesn't that sound lovely? Jess and Jamie?


Months later, everything was still going miserably. He was depressed, had no friends, alone, no future, no hope, nothing, even his family was more preoccupied with the child-to-come than with the child they already had. The chemo proved to be doing absolute jack-shit, it only kept making him colder, more bitter, angrier, sicker and no one even took a second to ask, hey, how are you feeling? At this point he didn't care if he died, hell, if he could do it right now that'd be grand, it'd spare him a lot of damn pain, frequent anxiety attacks and suicidal thoughts were all part of his daily routine. It was the worst of times. It had been almost two years since the starting chemotherapy when color started showing in Jamie's cheeks, he began sleeping better and after a scheduled bone marrow biopsy, the doctors told the Parrish family that his body had begun producing normal bone marrow cells after starting radiotherapy and clearing up the cancer in his blood. In other words, he was alive again. However it wasn't simply that easy, although most of the cancerous cells had been destroyed, he still needed to go into post-remission therapy. The doctors gave him two options, the first option would be to take high dosage of more chemo for 5 days straight every four weeks, and the more dangerous and complicated option would be to have a stem cell transplant. The chemo was obviously much safer, but the transplant secured long-term survival and definite termination of the cancer, but it also had a high risk of death. Jamie chose to go with the stem cell transplant, his reason being that he'd rather go through one intense process to get rid of it forever than get chemo every four weeks for who knows how long, but somewhere deep inside he hoped the transplant would kill him, something he'll never admit to his family who seemed to be more content than overjoyed that he survived after all.


The stem cell transplant was a success. After remission, his doctors highly suggested he go to a psychiatrist as it was very possible for him to have developed a mental disorder because of his experience with near death, but he flat-out refused it and insisted he was fine, Jamie spent the summer before his return to public education, middle school to be precise, growing out his hair and on July 18th, his little sister was born. The Parrish family had changed so very much in only two and a half years, Mom and Dad were rarely home as social networking and 'business stuff' was deemed more important than their newborn daughter or cancer-surviving son, and so Jamie was mostly left to taking care of Jess, making her lunch, entertaining her, etc. Being a stubborn eleven year old, Jamie still wasn't keen on Jess as all she was was a reminder of his two years in absolute hell. Reluctantly, he rolled with everything his parent's asked him to do (change her diapers (ew), help her take baths) but neglected her if he wasn't being forced to spend time with her. She wouldn't exist if he hadn't gotten cancer anyway.


Middle school was not as easy-going as primary had been. Without Noelle and her helpful guidance, Jamie was left clinging to the jungle floors of Riverdell Middle School for dear life, hoping and praying not to be stomped by six feet tall upperclass Jocks who all for some reason feared homosexuality like the plague. Having been homeschooled for almost three years, Jamie had become a complete hermit and was incapable of functioning in a social environment, he was instantly labeled as one of the geeks and stuffed into lockers daily by meatheads in varsity jackets, had his head stuck down over 100 toilets and nicknamed Skeletor from his boniness after his sudden growth spurt, however being tall still didn't help his case much. He was a dork, a loser, and that's all he'd ever be. After much adjustment to his new life, one day whilst in the hallway, he noticed a particularly familiar looking figure strolling down the corridors with long flowing brown hair, and upon realizing who it was, Jamie fled the building and stayed home for almost an entire week. Of course he hadn't forgotten about Noelle, how could he? But she just looked so different and older and so much more mature and... she was holding hands with some guy draped all over her, it was disgusting. Upon returning to school, Jamie avoided Noelle at all costs, but sometimes he'd still happen to run into her and she'd always be with someone different, holding hands, hugging, making out, practically groping each other. Just the thought of it made his stomach churn, and to make it even worse, every time she brought someone over to her house, he could clearly it see it through her window that just so happened to be right next to his. When it got too much, he'd close the curtains and blast anything he could find on Spotify. Why did he care so much who Noelle was seeing anyway? He was the one who completely shut her out in the first place, plus it wasn't like they'd ever dated, they'd always just been friends. Yet still, everyday he'd come home, stare into her room and hope this time she'd be alone, and every time he was let down. It hurt, looking at her hurt. Of course he'd never say that to her, she'd probably forgotten all about him. She was popular, he was a loser, they weren't even on the same planet anymore, and he just had to accept it and move on. However... he'd be lying if he said he didn't wish he was that guy holding her hand in the hallway, or that guy kissing her by the lockers, or that guy in her room at two in the morning.


Obviously since entering middle school Jamie had not once stepped foot in the school cafeteria, every square inch of that was territory of cliques he did not want to mess with. Usually he'd eat his lunch in the men's bathroom, but in the eighth grade it was announced that due to a flood in the men's bathroom there'd be a construction that'd last at least a week, and so he was forced to eat in the cafeteria as no teacher allowed to eat in their classroom. Awkwardly squishing himself through sweaty crowds of screaming teenagers, Jamie noticed a sad-looking, dark haired kid he recognized from his class sitting alone in a table near the trashcans shuffling a deck of what seemed to be cards in his hands, his lunch pushed to one side. That day, Jamie met Samuel Finnegan. Sam was a timid guy, much like Jamie, except on an even more lame level. He was shorter than most, terrible at PE and a huge Star Wars junkie, after having Jamie over only once at his house the two clicked. They both liked video games and junk food, what else did you need in common? Sam had some problems of his own with anxiety, he was just as screwed up as Jamie in the aspect that neither had a very stable mental state, but they both pulled each other through the tough moments and grew close, close friends.


The rest of middle school went as shitty as it could go, not necessarily the worst as now he had a good friend by his side, but the whole getting his head shoved down a toilet and witnessing the girl he was in love with have multiple affairs with other guys thing sucked balls. His parents lost their connection with him and left him to do everything by himself to 'become independent', which was just a sugary way of saying that they neglected him on a daily basis as a habitual routine. Over time, Jamie grew more fond of Jess and appreciated her much more than he did when he was eleven, but the side effects of his recovery from cancer had started kicking in in the form of depression. He spent his first years of high school emotionally drained, unmotivated and just 'getting by', doing the minimum schoolwork possible to pass his grade and hanging out with Sam in order to avoid coming home to an empty house that had once been filled with such happiness. Sam understood profoundly how Jamie was feeling and let him do with his mental health what he wished, but he made Jamie promise if he ever started getting urges or dangerous thoughts, he'd come straight to him. Sam was like family to Jamie as Jamie was to Sam, they listened to everything the other had to say and knew every last detail of each other's lives.


Now in his last year of high school, you could say Jamie is less than content with his life, but with his soul brother by his side, he could go through hell and back and still come out okay. Until his senior year.


SECRETS


-Jamie suffered with acute myeloid leukemia for two years and a half after being diagnosed with said cancer when he was eight years old.


-He has an extreme form of PTSD but refuses to acknowledge it and/or go to therapy.


-He's had an enormous crush on Noelle since middle school.



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miscellaneous

THEME SONG


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OTHER


Jamie is deathly allergic to strawberries.


USERNAME


@breaker_07

relationships

? = Neutral | ? = Friends | ? = Good Friends | ? = Enemies | ? = Love Interest

? Nanea Gabriel ?


It's kind of impossible not to know Nanea, so it's not like Jamie has never acknowledged her existence, though Jamie believes Nanea may have done exactly that. There's not been a moment they've exchanged a glance longer than a second or chatted each other up outside of scholar means. As far as Jamie knows, Nanea has an enormous brick wall up in front of her so he's never really attempted to talk to her, nor does he have any interest in doing so. She's much too high maintenance for Jamie to even consider befriending her and he fears she might spontaneously combust from stress, after all it can't be easy keeping up with a flawless appearance, spectacular grades and an athletic career.

? Elliott Chaudhry ?

Elliott is not a person Jamie is very fond of. Jamie never really goes to the extent of saying he detests anyone, but he can make an exception for this guy. Not only is he "buddy-buddy" with Noelle which Jamie cannot even begin to comprehend as Noelle is an angel and Elliott is the offspring of Satan, but he's also Riverdell's resident jock, captain of the lacrosse team and his worst nightmare. Over the years, Jamie as well as his best friend Sam have had their fair amount of trippings, beatings and emotional trauma done to them by Elliott and his crowd of baboons for no actual reason other than the sadistic system that is the high school food chain. Sometimes, Jamie pictures Elliott being thrown in a tank full of sharks with pieces of meat super-glued to his limbs. Just sometimes.

? Noelle Sturgess ?


If you bring up Noelle to Jamie, it's very probable that he'll start squirming uncomfortably or just flat-out pretend to be dead. Basically they used to be best friends when they were kids, Jamie got sick, he then proceeded to completely shut Noelle out of his life without any explanation, Jamie got better, transferred back to public school and as far as he's aware Noelle now has more important things to do than hang around some weird, socially retarded kid (that kid being him). He misses her a lot, and it's no secret that he doesn't just want to be friends again, but she's gained quite a reputation for herself, being pretty and smart and popular, and their worlds just don't clash anymore.

? Andrew Kozlow ?


Jamie himself doesn't quite understand how he feels about Andrew, for the most part he finds the dark hair, the sullen expression and dark aura that surrounds him more than just a tad intimidating (and let's face it, mystery is sexy) but unlike the other Emo Losers of Riverdell High School, he seems like he could be an ok guy. On the one hand, Jamie finds him oddly attractive and probably the reason he's questioning his sexuality in the first place, but on the other hand knowing his close friendship with his Emma and Jaycee as well as... rocky reputation, maybe it's best their paths don't cross.

? Robin Winters ?


Robin is a good person, Jamie knows this, he's seen him comforting kids in the lower years and generally putting smiles on people's faces out of pure generous intention, but their crowds do not mix whatsoever. Robin's a jock, maybe not a very respected one as Jamie has on multiple occasion witnessed Elliott harassing him for not being a complete dickhead, and Jamie's a geek, that's just how it is. He is on some level more than just a little bit envious of him, of his looks, his popularity, his personality and likability as well as his close friendship with Noelle. Robin has tried to befriend Jamie in the past but out of Jamie's sheer awkwardness and repressed jealousy, all his efforts have failed.

? Nicolas Shrine ?


From the few interactions Jamie and Nico have had, mostly during class when forced to work in a group or to ask what the time was, Nico has come off as surprisingly not an asshole, which is a big shock considering Nico is basically the richest of the rich and probably has held more money in one hand than the entirety of the Riverdell High School community has ever had in their entire lives. He seems nice enough though more on the shy side, Jamie's never been much into the arts unlike Nico so there's not much that they have in common, not to mention that his best friend is possibly the most terrifying girl in all of New Jersey. Perhaps if Nico wasn't so close with Jaycee, he and Jamie could've been friends.

? Aspen Prescott ?


Aspen, through Jamie's eyes, is admirable. Despite the obstacles she faces on a daily basis because of her... disability, Aspen still goes after her dreams of theater, actively puts effort into making people happy and shamelessly expresses herself through her clothes, opinions and her strong personality, which Jamie finds pretty amazing as he could never see himself being so confident in his own skin. Jamie has always highly appreciated her going to great extents to put a smile on his face and does his best not to treat her like a charity case or give her pity as from his past experience his cancer, he knows how much that sucks, however because of their lack of common interests and of course the language barrier, their interactions are mainly casual and friendly rather than personal.

? Lucas Clementine ?


Much like the relationship Jamie has with anyone who is the least bit scary-looking and/or holds a high position in the Riverdell food chain, Jamie makes a point of clenching his buttcheeks and praying to every God and comic book hero whenever he's breathing the same air as Lucas. Evidently as Robin is friends with him, he can't be as bad as say Elliott or Jaycee, but the guy's dry sarcasm and black humor as well as his tendency to mock others and bludgeon Jamie at the first chance he gets for entertainment purposes, is enough to repel Jamie from him. You couldn't say that Jamie hates or dislikes him, but he does go into Alarm Mode when around him.

? Delilah Denton ?


In real life, Jamie and Delilah haven't exchanged many words together outside of class (except for that one time she sneezed in his face), all Jamie really knows her by is the 'Quiet Girl Who's Mom Is a Witch And Has a Lot of Allergies', which he never thought much of unlike most kids who labelled her as a freak because of it. Online on Playstation Network, united by the 'People in Your Area' feature, Delilah and Jamie are good friends who go on multiple Call of Duty and GTA missions together. Ironically enough, since they both use anonymous aliases, neither of the two are aware of their true identities.

? Brenna Vincent ?


Jamie is convinced that Brenna Idaline Vincent may quite possibly be the coolest person in all of history of people who have ever been born on planet Earth, like ever. Ever since she started running her podcast Jamie has been her number one fan, he's never missed a single recording and once even followed her home (and then realized he'd never noticed they lived literally right next to each other). Her laid-back, chill attitude and sick haircut are just too much cool for him to handle, and so therefore although Jamie really does like Brenna and wishes they could be friends, it's unlikely he'll ever strike up a conversation with her.

? Riley Bates ?


Jamie is not fazed by Riley Mae Bates. While most geeks at Riverdell are both terrified of Riley and her clique of big chested, cake-faced, long-legged bimbos' routine harassment, yet also attracted to her, Jamie does not fit into this category. Yes, he does get mildly anxious whenever stepping into Cheerleader Territory and watches his tongue when around her minions, but he does not feel the least bit of physical nor romantic attraction to the soul-sucking succubus that is Riley Bates. He couldn't care less about how "hot" she is, her years of harassment and bullying to those apparently not worthy of her kindness have left him with the conclusion that she is the cancer of this world and he was more than happy when she disappeared her junior year.

? Jaycee Winters ?


To say that Jamie is mortified of being in a three feet radar of Jaycee Winters, would be an understatement. Tall, mysterious, rebellious, gorgeous, but also bitter, aggressive and downright mean, it doesn't come as a shock to hear that Jamie and Jaycee, despite how well their names sound together, are not friends. It's not so much that Jamie hates her, rather he goes to extremes to avoid her and her anarchistic ways out of fear. Jaycee must have picked up on this at some time as she's spent the last few years taking every chance she can get to torment Jamie and maybe even make him piss himself ("God, it was one time!").

 

[pulpfiction]

FULL NAME


Noelle Lily Sturgess


NICKNAME


"Now that would just be trying a little too hard."


AGE


17


GENDER


Cisgender Female


SEXUALITY


Bisexual



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a p p e a r a n c e

DESCRIPTION


Noelle is undoubtedly attractive - although it's not the kind of pretty you could describe as 'gorgeous' or 'sexy', or anything that even insinuates that she's the hottest person you've ever encountered. Noelle's beauty is much simpler, with just an inkling of purity: she has the kind of face that gives you the involuntary urge to pinch her cheeks when the corners of her mouth turn up and you know that she's smiling - and that quality alone is enough to make most of the people she meets like her.


Her facial features are quite distinct, what with the innocent-angelic-girl look she has going for her. Her chubby cheeks and generally round face are practically her trademark - and although she frequently gets called names for it (e.g. chipmunk), she's quite frankly very confident about her appearance. Noelle has dirty blonde (bordering on light brown) hair that reaches down to her breasts, and hazel blue eyes that wonderfully complement her cream complexion.


HEIGHT & WEIGHT


5'7" | 129 lbs


PHYSIQUE


Skinny and a bit flat-chested


WARDROBE


Noelle isn't actually too picky about her clothing, as long as it doesn't show off her "non-existent curves" - as she would put it. Most of the items in her wardrobe often stick to a feminine silhouette, with dresses that cinch at the waist and flowy skirts. At the same time, she doesn't bother dressing up if she doesn't feel like it. Noelle has a way of displaying her general mood through what she wears.

p e r s o n a

PERSONALITY


It isn't rare for someone to find a smile on Noelle's face, and it's a feature of hers that you can either decide is endearing or just downright unnerving - depending on the type of person you are, of course. She's a sweet girl, and although everybody loves sweet, no one can deny that Noelle as a whole is really just an acquired taste. She's definitely nice and a natural-born socialite, but judgement often clouds the way other people think of her, and based simply on her reputation, many people dislike her.


Noelle loves making new friends and grabs every opportunity to chat someone up and get to know them better. It's also a handy tool for persuasion - especially when most people who know her think she's sweet and harmless. She doesn't like being manipulative and would hate to turn into that kind of person, but she would use it to her advantage if it were needed. Because of this, a lot of people call her "plastic", and they wouldn't necessarily be wrong. She's a very emotional person and can get carried away by her feelings 80% of the time. Noelle is also a hopeless romantic and can be very oblivious to the flaws of the people she likes, often disregarding warnings from friends, simply because she thinks they might be "the One". She's a little ditsy in that manner, and definitely isn't the smartest tool in the shed, but she's well-meaning for the most part.


LIKES


~ Chapstick


~ Chill music


~ Hugs


~ Fiction books


~ Chick Flicks


~ Cats


~ Matte Lipstick


DISLIKES


~ Greasy food


~ Heels


~ Gossip


~ Bugs (with hairy legs!)


~ Smoking


~ Talking over the phone


~ Crying


TRAITS

Gullible, slow, promiscuous, clingy, dependent (specifically on relationships), emotional

Honest, compassionate, charismatic, friendly, open-minded, optimistic

FEARS


~ Isolation | Noelle's very dependent on her relationships with other people, and even more so with romantic relationships. You'll often find her either hanging around with a big crowd of friends, or with her current girlfriend/boyfriend (which, by the way, changes quite a lot) - and it's pretty much because she dreads spending time alone. This is one of the many reasons why she's got a lot of friends at her disposal, and exactly why you almost never see her without a partner to cling onto when she's lonely.


~ Growing up to be a failure | It's a known point that Noelle isn't exactly the brightest student in the batch, and she even calls herself lucky for at least being aware of that fact. She knows she's not completely brainless - well, at least not slapstick-dumb-girl-sitcom stupid - and she's thankful for that. She's just afraid none of the good colleges are going to accept her when the time comes, and on top of that, she doesn't even know what course she'll take just yet. All Noelle knows is that she certainly doesn't want to be some rich person's arm candy for a living.


REPUTATION


She's typically known as the dumb slut, pretty much because she's not the smartest tool in the shed, and she's pretty well known for her promiscuity.

b a c k g r o u n d

BACKSTORY


Julia and Sean Sturgess had Noelle on the 20th of May, the year 1998. At the time, neither of them had really been prepared to be parents, but then again, who ever was? They had cruised through her first few years of childhood with the kind of apprehension one gets when they go ice skating for the first time. A slippery slope of confusion and, in the end - a satisfactory feeling at the thought of finally accomplishing something. It had been a pretty neat time back then, as far as infancy goes. That said, Noelle's actual life probably started when she turned five. Not that she remembered much beyond that age, but it had been a fairly significant year for her. Not exactly great, but it certainly was significant.


It was the year they moved to Riverdell. Without Dad.


Riverdell wasn't what Noelle had imagined it to be. When her mom said they were moving, she thought about a grand, grassy place, with lots of flowers and a colorful house. She had not expected the blocky and insanely bland neighborhood - which at the time had disappointed her so much that it had successfully planted in her an oddly disheartening sense of reality. She still remembers being incredibly sad, too - the kind of sad that five-year-old's weren't supposed to be experiencing, yet she expressed it like any five-year-old would: screaming into pillows, throwing unscheduled tantrums, and incessantly crying crying crying. Her mother, she knew, was evidently tired of it. And, her dad, who never forgot to call her to say he missed her and loved her everyday, never seemed to want to visit in spite of those things. And so it had all left her with a sense of isolation. She was friendless, and quite frankly, parent-less too.


Well, she had been, until she met Jamie Parrish. Then she'd only been parent-less, and that somehow made everything feel a whole lot better despite of a few pieces missing from the puzzle.


Jamie was the boy next door, and Noelle really, really liked him. He didn't seem any different or unique from any other kid she'd befriended before, but it wasn't like Noelle was going to be picky after not having talked to another kid her age after six gruelling months of boredom. Besides, he seemed nice enough, and he wasn't annoying or pushy like most of the boys she'd encountered before. He was goofy, and funny, and so so clumsy to the point that she sometimes wondered whether or not he made mistakes on purpose. Nonetheless, she liked him and his quirky mishaps, even the parts of him she sometimes couldn't relate to (Video games? What are those?). After a while, Jamie became more than the sense of accomplishment Noelle first felt when she knew she'd befriended him. She genuinely liked hanging out with the boy, even when all they did sometimes was watch TV and eat Fruit Loops straight out of the box.


It had been pretty steady from then on. Whenever her mom was in a bad mood, it was alright, she could just slip out of the house and visit Jamie. It became even better when primary school came along: she was gaining more and more friends all the while, and Jamie was always, always there, and she'd taken a lot of comfort in that thought. They were thick as thieves. Whatever famous best-friend-duo there was - that was them. She spent more time with him than anyone else, and she honestly didn't want it to be any other way. They were a Dynamic Duo in the making. Absolutely inseparable. She'd been wrong about that judgment, of course. Apparently they weren't as strong and unbreakable as she'd thought. In truth, Noelle doesn't necessarily know what she did to make the entirety of Jamie's family shut her out. It was as if, one day, they decided to not like her. How could they make that decision when they'd watched her grow up alongside their son, be his friend, and practically became the child they never had? The first time they blatantly snubbed her, Noelle came by their house like usual, knocked on their door, and asked for Jamie. When they'd told her he wasn't feeling well, she'd believed them and went back home. The second time, she asked to visit Jamie to maybe keep him company while he was ill. They told her his sickness might be contagious (Not like she knew what the word meant, but it had sounded serious and she'd hesitantly obliged and went home). The third time, he was still sick. The fourth, he was busy doing homework. And so on, and so on, and so on. All their excuses continued to pile from her every vist, and the sight of their pitiful smiles irked her more and more each time.


Noelle never thought anything about it. She didn't want to think anything about it. The prospect of Jamie actually ignoring her was too hurtful - not to mention ridiculous - an idea. But she was becoming more and more dubious as each day passed and she didn't see her friend, especially at school. It became a few days. A few weeks. Before she knew it, months turned into a year, and although she would of course have completely accepted that he wouldn't be returning to school by then, she was still hopeful more than anything. Noelle did know that they still lived next door, which was probably the most peculiar thing she'd managed to discover about the Parrish family. Where was he even attending school? Wouldn't he have moved by now? Why bother staying? The fact that she never even got to see Jamie at the Parrish residence made her even more confused. She couldn't even make anything out from his bedroom window (which happened to be perfectly aligned with hers), and if there was any sign of Jamie in there, she never noticed. Did he ever even go out of the house? Jamie's sudden disappearance from her life was probably what kick-started the messy, complicated series of events that followed. After she figured she would never actually get any answers about Jamie, she had come up with the conclusion that Jamie was avoiding her. That's right: a few years had passed and she only acknowledged the possibility then. But the thought hadn't served as closure. She was more bothered by it than ever, and it didn't help that things at home hadn't been so steady either. Her mom seemed more aloof than ever, sometimes not speaking to her at all when she was home. Although she had been cold to her in the past, this was a new development. Noelle had a hunch that something - or rather, someone - had brought about this renewed source of stress for her mom, and she had a feeling it was related to her father. Granted, Sean Sturgess hadn't contacted them in a while now. He greeted his daughter from time to time, asking about her welfare and all, but the phone calls were often short and their meetings few. And so all Noelle had to do was ask what was wrong. Word after word spilled out of her mother's mouth, and she didn't exactly have time to comprehend what it was all about until she pieced the sentences together. Her mother was telling her the reason why they had moved to Riverdell years ago, and as she said it, Noelle couldn't help but immediately feel sick in the stomach. Naseous, even. Your father has another family. And that had been all it took. Noelle was livid, and every action and every word that came out of her mouth after then was either bitter and sarcastic, or just plain indifferent.


She was "acting out", as most adults would describe it, and it showed. Noelle didn't gain the title of being a slut for nothing. She slept around, did whatever constituted as irresponsible. It had been in her junior year when she absolutely knew she'd reached her limit. She was sixteen, him being twenty-four and her English teacher. Isaac Allard had been one of the biggest heartthrobs at school, and although everyone was clearly infatuated with him, it wasn't like anybody would have made a move on him. He was the entire student body's dream, an untouched fantasy. Of course it had to be Noelle who did things different, once again. She didn't mean to - she never does - but she fell in love the moment she heard him in class, passionately discussing the first topic of the school year. Fast forward to a month later: an affair. Secret meetings outside of town. Hushed voices. Arguments. It was your typical clandestine student-teacher affair, and although they both knew that it wouldn't be able to work with both of them in the school, they had been stupid enough to keep trying. It was that stupidity that got them into trouble, however, a few months later. An intimate text message meant for a student, sent to a fellow co-worker.


As punishment, Noelle had been suspended from school for two months, and was made to do community service. She was, after all, a minor, and was technically being "taken advantage of". Isaac, on the other hand, faced a tame punishment compared to the alternative of going to jail, and instead was fired after Noelle claimed that everything in their relationship had been consensual, and that no intercourse had taken place during their affair. After an agreeable amount of time on making a decision, the school head decided to keep her secret relations with Mr. Allard a secret, for the sake of Noelle's rights to privacy, and made a lame excuse for Noelle's two-month absence (apparently, she had a vacation in Miami with her distant relatives. As if). Her mother, after having been informed of the incident, grounded her for life. Literally. Even when she eased up on her a little bit, Noelle was required to call and text her every time she went out, take pictures of what she was doing and where she went for proof that she wasn't doing anything suspicious, and always had to have a guardian with her.


It was only at the end of her junior year, when things gradually started to calm down once more, that she had a relationship again. Or, to put it more accurately - was allowed to have a relationship again. Alex Debnam was a girl in one of her classes, and after being assigned as Noelle's tutor (she was failing miserably in Spanish), became her close friend. Miraculously enough, Noelle's mom approved of Alex, mostly because she was a stellar straight A student, and was seemingly responsible enough to maybe pull Noelle out of the rut she was in. Although Alex and Noelle didn't really have anything going on between them at first, they had inevitably gotten to liking each other, and had to hide their relationship from both their parents. For the first time in a long time, Noelle was in what she thought was starting to be a good place in her life with Alex around. She helped her with almost everything, and Noelle occasionally returned the favor. They were the new Dynamic Duo, Noelle knew.


But once again, the duo was broken apart, by the time senior year came around.


SECRETS


~ Noelle slept with her @GiannaCoco


Remember how Jamie is Noelle's next-door-neighbor? Well, Brenna lives right across the street from them, and if anyone knows anything about Noelle's habit of getting her heart broken other than her parents and maybe even Jamie himself, it's Brenna. She's spent quite a few nights just talking to the girl and rambling away about her problems, sometimes with mascara and tear-stained cheeks and a whole roll of tissue paper at her disposal - so Brenna's one of the few who knows just exactly how much of a hot mess she is. At one point in her junior year, after Noelle's affair with Mr. Allard ended, Brenna had spotted Noelle crying on her front porch and had invited her inside for some tea. Noelle will forever be grateful for that, and even if they don't hang out much at school, she appreciates her ability to just listen. She's honestly embarrassed at how many secrets of hers she'd almost let slip to Brenna, though: I mean, she even almost told her about Mr. Allard!

? Nicolas Shrine ? @CloudyBlueDay


Noelle doesn't know much about him other than the fact that he's rich, and that he's Carl Shrine's son. Okay that might sound slightly mean, and don't get her wrong - they're friends, but in the sense that they talk to each other when Noelle happens to bump into him in classes, or in group works - or pretty much anything school-related. Point is, it's not like they've ever hung out after school or ever will, but Nico's cool enough. They're just not the tightest bunch of friends, is all. She does like to think they are though.

? Nanea Gabriel ? @boyguro


She's a little scared of her, to be honest. As far as Noelle knows, Nanea doesn't smile - nor does she bite, but it's not like the girl's ever showed any warmth towards her either - and that's a rare occurrence for Noelle. She definitely admires her for her academic prowess, however, as well as her immaculate makeup skills and her great taste in clothing. Truthfully, she's like the person Noelle aspires to be but never will become, and that makes her happy for Nanea in a way. They just don't seem to get along at present.

? Delilah Denton ? @SpectroVector


She thinks her quite gorgeous, actually. Like the hot, introverted girl in every cliche (but surprisingly good) movie she's ever watched. Noelle remembers having harbored a crush on her once, although it had been way back in middle school and she hadn't been confident enough to actually act on her "feelings". In truth, she'd probably been slightly infatuated with the girl, but at present she doesn't really think much of her. Noelle's friends have had the habit of making fun of the girl and her "kooky" mom, but she avoids joining in at all costs and calls her friends out on it whenever they do it. Noelle and Lilah don't exactly interact much aside from the usual greeting smiles and small awkward waves when they happen to pass each other by.

? Andrew Kozlow ? @pulpfiction


Andrew's gone through a lot. All she knows is that his sister died last year, and probably the only interaction they've ever had with each other was when she gave him her consolations at Emma's wake. It's a horrible thought that Andrew even gets picked on still, and she heavily despises the idea that it could simply be because of his or his parent's sexual orientations. She's definitely tried acquainting herself with him before, but not unlike her dear friend Lucas, he's a tough nut to crack. She just wonders how Lucas is able to do it - I mean, she does see them talking sometimes - they must be friends, right? Maybe Noelle's personality is too chirpy for him.

? Riley Bates ? @Despondency


She's not sure if the feeling's mutual - but Noelle likes to think Riley's her friend. She sends very mixed signals about their "friendship" though: sometimes she blatantly insults her, sometimes it feels like Riley genuinely likes her. Other than the fact that they're both popular, the only link between them is Elliott, and even though he always tells her about how great Riley is, she just hasn't gotten through to her yet. Sometimes it's pretty obvious Riley doesn't want her around when the three of them are hanging out together, but she does her best to ignore it and keeps trying to befriend the girl. It's a seemingly impossible mission - but why not try, right?

? Aspen Prescott ? @lonecoyote


Once again, yet another mutual friend from Robin. They're not as close especially since Noelle hasn't mastered the art of sign language just yet and therefore can't communicate with her unless she has her phone or a pen and paper around, and Noelle especially feels that it would just be very awkward if she just butted into Aspen and Robin's relationship to befriend Aspen herself. She has, of course, done this with many other people, but since she feels like Aspen and Robin are just as good friends as Robin and Noelle are, she feels as if she'd be intruding somehow.

 

[CloudyBlueDay]

"It'll be okay, I promise."

Basics

FULL NAME:


Robert Wesley Winters


NICKNAMES:


Robin, Rob


AGE:


17


GENDER:


Male


SEXUALITY:


Heterosexual



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Appearance

DESCRIPTION:

Robin's light blueish greenish eyes always match his big bright smile beautifully. He's undoubtedly cute, the way he laughs and the way he talks just screams that he's that cliche good guy that every girl dreams of. His light brown hair looks disheveled, but in a good way. If one were to look close enough, they'd realize his features do greatly resemble his twin sister's.


He's not particularly confident in his looks but he's doesn't feel bad about the way he looks either. He really likes the color of his eyes, and he's content with his body right now.. he's been told he's attractive but honestly, Robin doesn't care much about how people look, usually including himself.


HEIGHT & WEIGHT:


5'10/150 lbs


PHYSIQUE:


Well muscled and fit


WARDROBE:


Robin normally wears t-shirts and jeans with sneakers, as well as hoodies and jackets if necessary. Nothing special. He does tend to avoid the lacrosse team sweater if possible. It makes him rather unapproachable and he doesn't like that.
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Personality

PERSONALITY:

Kind and caring, Robin is a real sweetheart. He's gentle, calm, and would give anything just to see others around him happy. Maybe he'd give a little bit too much. His laugh and his smile are intoxicating - they make you want to laugh, too. He's got a good sense of humor and is a sucker for some good jokes, and everything about the way he presents himself makes you think he's got a perfect life. How could any guy be so happy when they have a family that's falling apart at home?


Around others, at school, he's a bubbly, bright, but at the same time "cool" guy. He doesn't speak about his family life to anyone. He had a twin sister, a little sister, and a mom and dad, and that's it. It's not so much of being secretive as just.. skirting around the questions that hurt. He doesn't think of it badly. However, if someone were to talk badly about his family, Robin wouldn't hesitate to throw a punch. Normally he'd keep out of fights and arguments, but people had been talking a lot about Jaycee, how they all know she's doing bad stuff. Robin's been known to go berserk if they talk smack in front of him about her. His whole facade is based on him looking chill and cool. Nothing's wrong at home, his relationship with his twin sister is fine.. it's not pretending to him, because he still believes it can be fixed.


Though he isn't immensely talented at anything, he's not bad at lacrosse. It's the only place he really allows himself to let go of the feelings he traps up inside. As much as Robin loves others, there's some part of him that needs to be loved, too. His father's affair and then his parents' divorce has screwed him up inside. He constantly wonders why - why he wasn't good enough to keep his family together. Why his sister hates him now, why he never sees his mom.. why can't they just.. try a little harder? He's trying so hard. To make everyone happy. To be a good kid, get good grades, do good things. It's.. not.. working. So there is a different side to him - a more innocent, scared little kid side. The kid that just wants to be told it'll all be okay.


Some part of him knows he's going to go out into the world, and leave his disheveled, broken family behind. But he'll keep on trying to fix it forever.


LIKES:


Both his sisters, sweets/candy, his friends, football,


DISLIKES:


His father and what he's done, selfish jerks, math, the current state of his family.


TRAITS:


Kind, caring, compassionate, gentle, sensitive

Worrisome, childish, needy/clingy, naive, emotional


FEARS:


His family falling apart even worse, losing his sisters, his little sister stopping to look up to him, he himself falling apart so he can't hold his family together anymore.


REPUTATION:


He's a jock, but the sweetest jock you'll meet.
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Background

BACKSTORY:

Robert Wesley Winters was born twenty-seven minutes after his twin sister, Jaycee, making her the older and superior sibling. It was cool though, Robin had the little-brother attitude anyway. A little bit of a crybaby, a scaredy cat, constantly needing hugs and cuddles. His sister was the tough gal, rebellious, the one who wouldn't let anyone pick on Robin except her. Yeah, they were twins, but they didn't.. depend on each other. They were different people, but they always lived with the comfort of knowing they had one another's back. They spent long days in the tree house their dad had built, talking about kid things. It was her who came up with the nickname Robin; he liked it lots better than Robert.


"Maybe we should call you Robin," She said, twirling her hair as she looked up between the crack in the roof of their treehouse - it was just getting dark outside, stars and moon were coming out. They always hung out at the treehouse just as the sun set.


"Robin?" He mumbled, testing out the name. "Why Robin?"


"You're always complaining about how you hate the name Robert. Robin sounds more like you. Plus, we can be birds together. I'm a Jay and you're a Robin. Cool, right?"


"Haha! Yeah. Does it really sound like me?"


"Well yeah, stupid, I just said it does." She said with a grin, to let him know she was joking, 'cause if she didn't he'd start crying. He smiled back.


"Yeah, I'll try it."


"Sweet. Robin. You gonna fly away?"


"You're not allowed to tease me, Jay, 'cause you came up with it."


"Hmph. Guess you're right."

Nothing or no one could break the bond they shared, or so they thought.


Around the time that the twins were ten years old, their mother and father began to drift apart. They were fighting and yelling at each other constantly, sometimes their dad would disappear for the night and come back the next morning. Robin was so confused, and so scared. Why didn't his parents love each other anymore? What was wrong? Was it his fault, or Jaycee's fault? Like always, she was telling him it was gonna be fine, but slowly the hope left her and she stopped saying it was going to be okay. She started getting meaner and meaner - spitting insults at the dinner table, voicing her frustrations through hurtful words. Robin just couldn't understand why this was all happening.


"Are you gonna come to the treehouse tonight?" He'd asked her meekly, catching her mid-stairs. She looked at him with disgust, disgust that made his gut twist. Her eyes were ringed with black eyeliner, hair dyed black too.


"Please? I mean, you haven't come there in ages and it's a full moon tonight, and remember on full moons we always gotta go to the treehouse 'cause there might be werewolves and-"


"When will you grow the fuck up?" She spat. Robin stared at her, dumbfounded. He could see in her eyes -- some part of her regretted saying that. Some part of her was scared, and lonely, but he was right there, she didn't have to be lonely. Yet she was.


She pushed past him hard, left him wondering what he'd done to deserve that.


Later they found out their father had cheated on his mother - and his mistress was pregnant.


Their parents swiftly and quickly divorced. He hardly ever saw his father, and when he did it was a sorry attempt. He didn't even try to console the twins, and by then Jaycee was lost. Eventually he stopped coming by. Their mother put on a happy face, one that even though made Robin want to believe was okay, would be shattered at night when he heard her crying behind a closed bedroom door. And on top of that, Jaycee was so.. Different. She wasn't that bright girl he used to know, the one who he could tell anything too, his best friend. She was spitting in his face when he asked her if she wanted to talk, demanding that she get her own room because she didn't want to share with him anymore. Jaycee became a stranger to him. His attempts to befriend her again fell on deaf ears and he felt alone in his own home.

His father started officially dating the other woman, and they had a child. A little girl. Her name was Christina, and Robin loved her to bits and pieces. She was so innocent, and happy, just a little kid. Though she'd been born into a mess of a family, Robin was the only constant in that little girl's life. He'd do anything for her. He watched her grow, his name was her first word, he walked her to school every day. His failed attempts to reconnect with Jaycee only lead to their relationship breaking further. He felt more and more hated every day, but seeing Christina always filled him with hope, her innocence, her joy, her strong love for him that never faded.


He grew used to it, despite the ache he felt every day. And he kept on trying to fix it, as if it were his fault. Jaycee was mean, mother depressed, their father nonexistent in their life. He thought it couldn't get any worse. He was wrong.


Jaycee died in the shooting, among many other senior classmates. And the last thing he said to her, the last time they spoke.. They fought. Couldn't he.. Couldn't he had said he loved her? Couldn't he had said he was sorry for something he'd done or said that pushed her away? They'd never made up. She's dead, gone, and he'll never get to save their relationship. So many ifs flood his mind constantly, but nothing will ever change.


Robin's never looked like this before, and those that know him will know. He's not smiling like he used too. He smiles, he tries, but it's not the same. A part of him is lost and can never be found. Christina can't understand why Robin's so sad. Jaycee was almost nonexistent in her life, she couldn't possibly know how Robin is feeling.


He's given up hope in piecing his family back together, because without Jaycee, how could they really be a family? It's not been long since the shooting, his family and everyone else is still in grieving, but Robin isn't.. very sure how to continue on, even though Jaycee wasn't such a big part of his life anymore, he now realizes how much she was.





SECRETS: No one really knows that Christina is his half sister, the product of his father's affair. No one also knows that his parents are divorced. He's more the guy who listens to your problems, not talks about his own.
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Misc

THEME SONG:

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OTHER:


The jelly bean is blue!


Jaycee's username on all social media was RebelSeven, so to copy her and piss her off, Robin's eleven-year old internet persona who played Minecraft and all that jazz was Seven_Rebels and he stuck with it.


Robin is known to show up at school on Saturdays by accident a lot.


USERNAME:


@seven_rebels


Coding by @boyguro

Relationships

? = Neutral | ? = Friends | ? = Good Friends | ? = Enemies | ? = Love Interest | = Besties

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??? Jaycee Winters: "Wait, you're twins? What? No way." Is basically the reaction Robin gets every. Single. Time. He's grown more and more tired of people gaping at him in awe as they try to ponder over the fact that him and Jaycee are related. They used to be best friends, but after their parent's divorce, she took a turn for the worse and cut herself off from Robin, despite his many attempts to reconnect.


? Jamie Parrish: Robin made several attempts to befriend the guy before the shooting, because that's just who Robin is. He doesn't like to see anyone down and Jamie looks down a lot of the time, so of course Robin has made it a point to say hello whenever he can. He can feel that Jamie doesn't like him much or is perhaps a bit intimidated by him, but that doesn't stop him from trying.


? Nanea Gabriel: Yet another person Robin did attempt to try to befriend, though his attempts were met with a much.. er.. harsher reaction. He backed off until after the shooting, where he felt the need to try to make everyone happy, including Nanea. She reminds him greatly of his own sister, which both hurts and is nice at the same time. He's hoping she'll trust him at some point.


? Elliott Chaundry: Oh, boy. Robin really doesn't hate people often, but there is no other person on earth that he despises more. Yes, while Robin associates with the "jock" club, he's not really a jock, and being Captain Douche-Jock, Elliott quite hates that. He often forces Robin to bully others, have sex, date a cheerleader, jock crap like that. Robin either pretends, wimps out, or rebels, and ends up with a serious beating. He's not sure why he hasn't yet been destroyed, or kicked off the team, but he loves lacrosse too much to leave. For now he endures Elliott's reign as best as he can.


? Lucas Clementine: Lacrosse buddy! Robin can see how much of a sad guy Lucas is, and therefore has made it his personal mission to lift his spirits whenever he possibly can. Robin knows he's not a complete ass like the rest of them, and wholeheartedly believes that even though Lucas is kinda mean, he enjoys Robin's company. He can see it in the occasional half smile half snort, and the once-in-a-blue-moon laugh.


Aspen Prescott: Though Robin has some sort of friend relationship with everyone, currently Aspen is Robin's best friend, and the only friend that actually shows affection like a normal person should. Robin never seemed to care that she was deaf, and she helped him to learn sign language so they could communicate better. He goes to all her theater productions and she attends all of his games, he absolutely loves spending time with her and would do anything for her.


Noelle Sturgess: Noelle! Robin and Noelle are best platonic buddies. Noelle talks about her love problems and Robin listens, albeit not being able to offer any helpful advice. They get along really well, and he really loves to talk with her. She's one of the rare people who she talks about his own problems with.

? Delilah Denton: Since they're in Cinema Studies together, he's tried to have a conversation or two with her, but she seems to be quite off-put by him when he tries to chat with her, which makes him super sad.




? Andrew Kozlow: Andrew looks really sad a lot of the time, so Robin tries to eat lunch with him and talk to him, but Andrew really hates him for some reason. His gloominess is also very strangely infectious and Robin walks away feeling sad for some strange reason whenever they talk. Wasn't Jaycee friends with his sister?


? Nicolas Shrine: Nico is the only person Robin has seen Jaycee walk with in the halls with. She actually talked to him, and Robin has no clue why. It's not often that Robin tries to avoid someone, but for some reason Robin just can't figure out how to approach him.


? Riley Mae Bates: Despite her reputation, Riley is super nice to Robin, and better yet, strikes up a conversation with both him and his little sister every now and then, which absolutely thrills Robin. He really likes Riley, and thinks there's more to her than just an ex-cheerleader.


? Brenna Vincent: Robin thinks that Brenna is super cool. I mean, she's got her own schoolwide podcast! How cool is that?! Very cool. She's also good friends with Aspen, so they chat a lot. She never seems too keen on his company but that doesn't stop him.

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[lonecoyote]

"Don't treat me any differently because I can't hear you. I can still see you."
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basics

FULL NAME


Aspen Carlyle Prescott


NICKNAME


"....."


AGE


18


GENDER


Cisgender Female


SEXUALITY


Demipansexual

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appearance

DESCRIPTION


Along with her disability, another thing that makes Aspen stand out is her height. She is taller than most females which is something she gets from her birth father. Another thing she gets from him is her black hair. Her hair reaches just past her breast and is cut into layers. Her hair is often straight or in braids unless her sister wanted to try something new like curling. Her eyebrows are dark as well and always well kept thanks to her older sister who is a beautician. Aspen's eyes are a dark green color with flecks of brown that is inherited from her grandfather.


Next, Aspen's cheekbones are high which aid in the fact that she has dimples. Her cheeks are naturally light pink and her skin is pale, especially in comparison to her siblings. Her legs make up a good portion of her body, which also happens to be her best feature. Since she cannot hear and hates to sign, Aspen can often be found wearing bold lipstick so others can read her lips better. The colors she chooses are usually reds, pinks, or even at one point, black.


Unless one sees her in a bathing suit, a dress or a low cut tank, one would not suspect Aspen to have any tattoos on her body. This of course is not the case. She has a tattoo on her left side, right on her rib cage. She also has one on her right ankle. Her ears are pierced twice each with a cartilage piercing on her left ear. She also has her nose pierced and keeps a diamond stud in.


All in all, Aspen is not an unattractive girl, what drives most potential suitors away is her inability to hear. Because of this, she does not speak and most guys want to have a conversation without having to learn how to sign. Or read lips cus guys are bad at that.


HEIGHT & WEIGHT


5' 11"/ 138 lbs


PHYSIQUE


Females describe it as a pear, but Aspen sees it as most of her weight is in her thighs and butt. She's fit but has semi-thick thighs and wears a 38B bra size. Nothing special, really.


WARDROBE


Aspen's wardrobe is much like most typical teenagers. She wears some name brand items as well as some hand me downs, Walmart clothes, or even Goodwill. Aspen loves to experiment with her look and often goes through "stages". One week she may be wearing clothes from the 90's and the next she could be dressed like a hipster. Aspen loves to express herself and clothing is just another form of expression.




If one was to ask Aspen what her favorite stage of clothing she has, she would reply with the Vintage/Hipster/Punk stage. There's something about dark ripped jeans and flower skirts that makes her smile. Most of Aspen's wardrobe, however, consists of shirts with quotes/sayings. If she is feeling a particular way, she will wear one of said shirt since she can not physically tell people.


In a way, think of her wardrobe like Jessica Day's wardrobe from New Girl



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persona

PERSONALITY

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When one first meets Aspen, she seems to be a timid person. She's always ready for people to make fun of her instead of welcoming her. She's nervous around new people even though she is heavily involved in theatre. She tends to lean on the "just smile and nod" method when she is getting to know someone. One would think that she's outgoing and bubbly but she's rather shy. She tends to get nervous about what to do with herself around new people. Like, what should she do with her arms? Let them dangle? Cross them over her chest? But then she'd look rebelious. Oh, what to do what to do.


Once others get past her shy and nervous facade, the real Aspen comes out. The real Aspen is bubbly, theatrical, and very talkative. She is a very silly girl who likes to make others smile. She loves to act even though most don't take her seriously. Even though she can't verbally speak, she can and will talk until asked to stop. She's a very social butterfly which confuses most when they first meet her. She's just like an oyster. At first, she closes up but once you get to know her, she opens up and it's something rather beautiful. Or well, that's what she thinks. When she "talks" she uses motions and lots of gestures.


With her background, Aspen's seen the look of disappointment on other's faces. Her personal experience was with her family. Her mother didn't enjoy herself after Aspen's hearing altered. Her mother couldn't enjoy the simplest television show with her baby girl like other mothers could. She could see in her mother's eyes that she wasn't as happy as she used to be. That's when Aspen made it her goal to see her mother smile again. She went to great odds to do this. It may have taken a few years, but she finally did it after reenacting a scene from Dirty Dancing. Choreography and all. This made her mother laugh and incredibly happy so this opened her up to her love of acting and wanting to put a smile on her others faces. She hates seeing others sad because happiness isn't always an easy thing to obtain. Aspen goes to great lengths to make others smile, even if it's just a little bit. She's aware that real smiles are hard to come by and that most have a fake smile.


"Use your smile to change the world instead of the world changing your smile." is a motto Aspen likes to keep written on her arm. It's not inked, but written in sharpie almost everyday. Even when she is feeling down or upset, she always makes sure to smile a genuine smile to others when they look at her. All she wants from her life is to be an inspiration to others. She wants to show people that even if you are different, you can still impact the world in a good way.


Even with her happy goal in life, Aspen can be very stubborn and short tempered. Especially in theatre, if things don't go right the first few times, she tends to get upset. If she considers someone to be close to her, she can get jealous of others who try to butt in. She doesn't like this side of her, but it's a part of who she was. Even though she likes to make others smile and is a silly girl, she's got a fragile little heart. It's one that most people don't get the chance to see. They can think that they've seen it, but in reality, they haven't even come close. She likes to think it's because she's a great actress but she just likes to keep that guard around her heart.


Oh, I almost forgot! Aspen's a character so she likes to practice acting whenever she can. Her favorite genere's are comedy, drama, and suspence. Just to give you a heads up if you decide to befriend the little deaf girl(:

LIKES

Books


Indie Movies


Writing


Performing


New Tubes of Lipstick


Black&White Movies


DISLIKES


Those who speak slowly to her


When others assume she's dumb


Drama


Weapons


Close Minded People


The word "Lasagna"


TRAITS


+Passionate, Loving, Making others happy, Quirky, Determined


-Short Tempered, Anxious, Jealous, Fragile, Stubborn


FEARS


Losing any of her other senses


Her father leaving the family


Never "making it big" because of her disability


REPUTATION


That deaf girl who's into the arts

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background

BACKSTORY


On December 25th, 1997 in a warm hospital room surrounded by doctors and nurses, Aspen Prescott was welcomed into the world. Like most babies who are brought into the world, she came out screaming and crying like a banshee. Her mother was so happy to finally see her baby girl, the life coming back to her eyes when she laid her sights on her baby. Since she was conceived at her mother's favorite vacation spot and she thought it was the most beautiful place in the world, her mother named her Aspen. Her birth father was an on again/off again thing her mother had going on for about four years. On the day Aspen was brought into the world, they were off so he wasn't there to see her.


Fast forward to when Aspen was two years old. To this point in her life, Aspen was a some what normal little girl. She was exploring new things, making friends at daycare, and interacting with everyone. It was one day while she and her mother were alone that she noticed Aspen wasn't responding to her like she usually did. Usually Aspen would listen to her mother when told to do something. Now, she would just ignore her and keep doing what she was doing. At first, her mother thought she was going through the terrible two's early. As the days turned to months and soon months to a year, Aspen listened to her mother less and less. Despite the countless whippings her mother gave her, this didn't change how Aspen was listening to her mother. After running out of things to get her daughter to listen to her, Tanya Prescott took her to daughter to see if they could figure out why her daughter was behaving the way she was. Tests were run and the two were going to be called when the results were in.


One week later, Ms. Prescott was asked to come in with Aspen. When they walked into the office, the doctor closed the door and knowing that was a sign of bad news asked the doctor to get to the point. The doctor took a few minutes to tell her what was wrong with her baby but when she did, Aspen's mother broke down. What her mother thought was her daughter going through an early phase of "the terrible two's" was actually her daughter slowly losing her hearing. The doctor wasn't sure what caused her fast decrease in hearing at such a young age but she suggested that Aspen was on her last string of ever being able to hear again. She gave Aspen three months max before she completely lost her hearing. Her mother was devastated and felt horrible about the entire situation. She was spanking her daughter for something she couldn't control.


With the news of Aspen's declined hearing, her mother left her job and became a stay at home mother. She had to learn sign language and took Aspen to have the best experiences she could have before she lost one of her primary senses. As the three months quickly came to an end, Aspen began to learn sign language from her mother and her mother decided to move in with their grandmother. Getting adjusted to her new life and now deaf child, Tanya was afraid to let her daughter into the world. She was afraid that one day Aspen could be walking and someone with a gun could come up to her and be yelling but Aspen wouldn't know and that's how she would meet her end. Tanya quickly began to get paranoid and took every precaution to prevent anything of the sort from happening.


Aspen grew up inside of her grandmother's home, not having many people to talk to but her mother and grandmother. That's when her theatrical side was born. Her grandmother was an old fashioned lady who had movies dating back to the 1920's. She and Aspen would sit and watch the movies everyday when her grandmother came home from work. Her grandmother told her that in some movies there was no sound so in a way, the actors/actresses were just like her. This made Aspen excited since modern day movies had to have subtitles sometimes so she could watch them. The old black and white pictures made Aspen feel like she wasn't all alone and that the films were funny and entertaining.


Day by day, Aspen watched her mother struggle with Aspen's condition and loneliness and it killed her inside. That's when she got the idea to re-enact scenes from her mother's favorite movies to make her feel better. With each performance, her mother began to smile and laugh again which in turn made her smile.


Fast forward to when Aspen was ten years old. She was old enough for her mother to allow her to officially start public school in the fall. Aspen was so excited to finally be able to make friends and interact with others. On the first day of school, Aspen was dropped off at a reasonable time and had the chance to meet the teacher and a few of the students. She was so excited that she immediately began to sign to them. The kids looked at her weird and asked her what she was doing. Aspen was confused as to what they were doing with their mouths and shook her head. She tried again, but the same thing happened. They didn't understand her and she didn't understand them. Aspen was confused as to why they didn't know sign. Before she knew it, she was on the outside looking in. She was watching the kids play with one another and mocking her because she had to "talk with her hands". This is the reason Aspen refused to sign to others unless she was at home with her family.


By the time seventh grade came around, her mother found love again and remarried to a Mexican man ten years her senior. The man had two older children, a son (age 15) and a daughter (age 17). Shortly after the two married, her little sisters were brought into the world. Going from a life of just her, her mother, and grandmother to a family of eight, Aspen was thrown for a loop.


Reflecting back on her years before now, Aspen views the world as a place that isn't quite sure how to deal with things they don't understand. People weren't sure about her because of her appearance and they judged her because of her deafness. She wants to change that. She wants to show people that just because she lacks a primary sense, she can do everything they can. Theatre helps Aspen do this. Aspen is the screen writer for the original plays that the school produces. Her theatre teacher believes in her ability greatly and knows that Aspen will go far in the world of screen writing. Aspen also wants to act but is well aware that the people of Riverdell may not react well so she'd rather stay behind the scenes. To sum everything up in a nutshell, she wants to prove to everyone that even with being so different, she can still change the world.


Little did she know, her world was about to be changed and she was going to have a new goal in life. To make others smile again like before.

SECRETS

Kissed her step brother and kinda liked it.




Slept with a college senior after a drunken night out with her older sister and seeks his comfort when she is lonely.

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miscellaneous

THEME SONG

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OTHER

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• She has dermatographia which means even the slightest scratch to her skin will swell and redden and this may last for up to a day, depending on how hard the scratch is.
  
• Her favorite actress is Aubrey Hepburn and had her hair cut to resemble Aubrey's her freshman year.
  
• Walks to school because her parents can't afford a car.
  
• Has applied to film colleges and gotten accepted to the one farthest from home.
  
• Aspen has spent a good amount of her allowance on lipstick and is not ashamed.
  

The jelly bean is blue


USERNAME


@thesilentlistener




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relationships

RELATIONSHIPS

= Neutral | = Friends | = Enemies | ? = Love Interest | = Best Friends


Robin Winters

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These two couldn't be anymore different. Aspen's a theatre kid and Robin is a jock. How they met is a story that makes Aspen cringe and laugh. Jocks were being jocks and doing what they did to theatre kids. Aspen could tell that Robin was different though when he stayed behind and helped her out. Since that day, slowly but surely, Aspen found herself spending more and more time with Robin. Robin is Aspen's best friend whom she loves dearly. The two are alike in almost every way when it comes to caring for others. Sometimes the two forget what they themselves are going through so Aspen makes sure to let Robin let it out when he needs to. Throughout their friendship, Aspen has taught Robin how to sign to make it easier to communicate between them. Aspen attends all of Robin's games be it at home or away. Aspen would do anything for Robin no matter how great or how small it is.


Jaycee Winters

Even though Robin and Aspen are best friends, Aspen and Jaycee never really got along well. Aspen wanted to because she thought that siblings should always be close so when she found out that Jaycee and Robin were no longer speaking to each other, she wanted to help reconnect the two. When she brought Jaycee up to Robin, he totally flipped out and got over emotional. This caused Aspen to not bring the girl up again at all. Aspen and Jaycee actually look alike and Jaycee was Aspen's role model for her grunge/punk rock stage of clothes.


Jamie Parrish

Aspen sees Jamie around in the halls but has never really interacted with him. He looks like he doesn't want to be bothered so she respects his wishes. She notices how gloomy he looks all the time which makes her want to see a smile, a genuine one, on his face even more. Since she does whatever it take to make others smile, she doesn't put Jamie as an exception. She often asks Noelle about what he likes and leaves it for him in his locker from anonymous. She wants to make sure Jamie is always smiling since he doesn't treat her like a beaten down puppy like others did at first. For that, she is forever thankful.





Noelle Sturgess

Noelle and Aspen are friends mainly because of Robin. Aspen is aware that Noelle is close to Robin just as she is and doesn't mind it. She's not the type to want someone all to herself because that's just selfish and she believes that you can't control or own a person. Aspen tends to float to Noelle when she is having problems she is aware Robin isn't good with. Like relationships or crushes. All in all, Aspen is thankful that she has someone to talk to girl things about.


Lucas Clementine

Aspen is indifferent when it comes to Lucas. He and Robin may be close but she doesn't care either way. But, since Brenna isn't very fond of him she sides with her on this one.

Delilah Denton

Unlike everyone else, Aspen thinks Delilah is interesting in a good way. She is aware of all the rumors that have floated around about her mother and herself but Aspen doesn't believe them. She knows better than to judge someone she doesn't even know. She thinks it is rather silly for others to believe the rumors that they have started. Aspen and Delilah speak to each other momentarily and she wants to talk more but notices that Delilah doesn't so she goes on her way. Aspen would love to be friends with Delilah, only if she could get her to open up a little.


Nanea Gabriel

Nanea and Aspen don't really interact much. Aspen has watched her play a few games and heard her name float around the school from other's mouths. She admits that she is a bit jealous of Nanea's ability to be so driven and the best at everything. Aspen is also intimidated and skiddish around Nanea because of how intense she can be. When she sees Nanea in the halls, she tends to bite her lip and look down at the floor. Like a shadow, Aspen looks up and admires Nanea for her strong will and passion. She just isn't sure how to interact with her or if she even should attempt trying to communicate with her.


Brenna Vincent

Brenna is one of Aspen's favorite people. She adores how itty bitty she is compared to herself. Aspen is very touchy feely and when she is around Brenna, she can give her affection like no one else. The two have some personality traits that are alike which makes it easier for them to get along. Aspen understands when Brenna is deciding to be paranoid and look at the wrong side of things. This is when Aspen crouches down and gives her a piggy back ride or even decides to pick the girl up and carry her like a giant baby. Aspen is thankful to have someone like Brenna in her life especially since she went out of her way to learn how to sign when she didn't even know Aspen too well. The only down side is that Aspen wishes she could listen to Brenna's broadcasts and music just like everyone else.


Andrew Kozlow

Andrew is one of Aspen's favorite people even though they may not be friends. She enjoys making him homemade soup and bringing it to him. She's not sure why she does it, she just thought he looked like he would enjoy some soup. She never brings him the same soup within a week, always trying new things and even asking if he wants a certain kind. She knows he shoos her away and tries to run her off but she pretends to not understand what he's saying. She likes to just tilt her head at him before going on her merry way. She really want to make a connection with him but right now, she let's her soup do the communicating.


Elliot Chaudhry

Aspen's a sweet person who doesn't have a mean bone in her body, right? Well, for Elliot, Aspen has nothing but eternal dislike for the boy. She sees the way he treats Robin and since he's her best friend, it infuriates her. What makes her even angrier is that Robin never does anything about it. He just lets it happen while Aspen would like to give Elliot a piece of her mind. Whenever Aspen has to even be in the same room as him, she sits as far away from him as possible so she doesn't "accidentally" punch him in the face. Besides that, Aspen doesn't really interact with Elliot.





Riley Mae Bates

Riley is one of those people whom Aspen steers clear of. Riley and Robin may be friends but that does not mean Riley and Aspen need to be friends. Aspen doesn't care for Riley much. She can remember the days when Riley would tease her and shove her way past her in the hall. Aspen doesn't hate the girl or despise her, she just is kind of neutral to the girl. She could care less about her either way. She'd just rather Riley not interact with her.


Nicholas Shrine

Aspen looks up to Nico greatly. She loves how good he is at art in general. When she found out about his talent, she would often ask him to help her with stage designs and backgrounds. He has told her how she needs to keep his artwork between the two of them and Aspen has swore to do so. Aspen enjoys spending time with him even if he doesn't talk to her too much. She wants to become better friends with him and is trying her best. She also thinks he's kinda cute.


Beck Reed

Aspen met Beck last year when her sister drug her out to a party one of her friends was throwing. Beck approached Aspen and when he found out about her disability, instead of running off, he grabbed her hand and took her outside. Little did she know, Beck already knew sign language because his mother was born deaf. The two talked for hours. Aspen opened up to him easily and one thing lead to another. From that day on, Beck and Aspen have agreed to be friends with benefits. Beck also happens to be the one Aspen runs to when she is feeling utter lonliness. Aspen's feelings for Beck aren't feelings of love but he is her comfortable place. With Beck's senior year of college vastly approaching, he wants to head to the big city to pursue his career and take Aspen with him. He fell for her while she didn't feel the same. She wants to go with him, it feels right to her but she doesn't want to leave her friends. Aspen isn't sure what she should do but has until graduation to figure it out.

[JustJazzy]

"We're all just a bunch of fuck-ups waiting to implode on each other. And now, someone finally did."
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basics

FULL NAME

Lucas Clementine

NICKNAME

"Luke"

AGE

Seventeen

GENDER

Male

SEXUALITY

No specific preference
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appearance

DESCRIPTION

Alabaster pale, Lucas' skin often gives one the impression of his being not only sun-deprived but also sleep-deprived, considering the dark bags that permeate the underside of green-blue eyes. He's never been one for filling the blank canvas of his skin with tattoos, or even cuts - he lacks the energy or the appreciation for either. Lips are often curled upward into a smirk that never fails at irritating even the most disciplined of teachers, and sometimes classmates. His eyes express his every emotion, despite his best efforts at appearing stone-faced. Hair the color of dull chocolate or hazel, depending on how the sun touches it, frames the top of his head, albeit messily. As his typical clothing gives most the impression of his wardrobe being quite homely in appearance, Lucas rarely expresses any genuine care for his appearance despite vocalizing his concern for personal hygiene towards others.




HEIGHT & WEIGHT

5"9 // 118 lbs




PHYSIQUE

Slight muscle permeates Lucas' arms and legs, from long years doing lacrosse. Perhaps because of genes however, Lucas has never attained the muscular build most who exercise constantly achieve. But this may be factored down to his poor diet as, if not reminded, Lucas constantly never remembers to eat, only remembering his hunger afterwards or when bothered by hunger pangs.




WARDROBE

Considering the fact that Lucas has never particularly felt any urge to particularly impress others (well most others..) with his wardrobe or personal appearance, most of the way he dresses is typically for his own personal benefit. Comfort is his highest ideal when it comes to dressing - he'll wear sweatpants for there comfort and the same hoodie for three days just to stay warm although this ideal temperature remains an impossibility for him despite his best efforts.
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persona

PERSONALITY

A mainly cynical perspective and a dark humor are two traits Lucas' general mannerism boasts. Heavy sarcasm drips from his words, and there's nothing Lucas enjoys more then a good argument, although the cantankerous way with which he handles himself during such.. "debates" prevents many from daring to take him up on such an offer. Pairing that with his slight inability to comprehend the emotions of others and the effects his words might have on them, as well as his rather antisocial tendencies, one can see how intimidating Lucas can be to others from the outside looking in. First impressions of him due to these traits make most's impressions of him be rather straight-forward in there evaluation though in the process neglecting to look at the more complex parts of his character - that he's a jerk. His interactions with those outside of what the school deems the "Popular Table" are limited, and due to this Lucas tends to dehumanize those outside of his normal social environment. He enjoys this dehumanizing, as it enables him to analyze others for there shortcomings, and in turn mock them in a way that doesn't bite at him like guilt would. He doesn't think well of his chosen table either, and the cynical comments he directs towards them, although being laughed off by them, are often times more serious in his impression of them. His misanthropic manner of viewing others makes him not only distrusting, but quite anti-social in the long-run. Despite having possession of quite a few negative qualities, Lucas possesses of a few redeeming qualities, one of which is an unwavering loyalty towards the few he considers his friends. Although he may pretend otherwise, for fear of damaging his facade of not needing anyone, the few Lucas considers his friends are those who he holds the closest to heart; losing even one of them could be a fatal blow. His trust is largely a hard thing to garner, perhaps due in part to childhood experience, and a breaking of that trust could damage a relationship tremendously. Additionally, Lucas displays great skill at keeping his head, even in the worst of situations. Past experience, perhaps, enables Lucas to isolate his emotions, pushing them away until the crisis has passed, allowing logic rather then passion to rule his actions. A chronic depression often leads to Lucas' distancing himself from others whether consciously or unconsciously. The most cheerful Lucas is seen is when he's heavily inebriated; only then does he relax enough to allow affection to be expressed by or towards him.

LIKES

+ [Laughing] at the worst in others

+ Losing himself in a crowd

+ Inebriation

DISLIKES

- (though he pretends otherwise..) Isolation

- Animals & Little Children - (thinks them to be one in the same)

- Rules & Authority of any type

TRAITS

logical, loyal, cold, generally untrusting, uncompassionate

FEARS

--> Overdose

--> True isolation

--> The dark

REPUTATION

That mean jock, who always looks like he's high. Oh yea, and he thinks he's better then everyone. What an ass.
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background

BACKSTORY

Lucas doesn't, and probably never will recall his childhood with the happiness another of a more fortunate house-hold might. The most Lucas recalls of his mother are swinging fists and a whiny voice that bore down on him. The arguments his mother and father regularly engaged in drove his father onto the road on frequent business trips, in efforts to remove all interactions with his wife. After Lucas' father left, however, it seemed his mother gave up on all efforts to mother her child. Makeup begin to more frequently then not stain her features, the house beginning to faintly reek of smoke. She begin to bring booze, and the occasional boyfriends home. Luckily neither of which bothered him as his mothers pushing him into participating in the sport of lacrosse kept him distracted daily, as well as school. The days he was home, however, he remembers experiencing nothing but confusion for his mother's state. In spite of all of her flaws he remembers loving her the way every young child loves there parents, devotedly - seeing her faults but factoring them down to be caused by his own behavior.


School was a welcome distraction from the problems of his home-life - Lucas was never unpopular, but he wasn't quite popular either, though that's not to say Lucas was ever alone as his friends were all those that played lacrosse in the area. His grades during this time were B- , as he knew from a young age how to do just enough to get by without failing, or recieving any unrequited attention for high grades. Most of his attentions at this time circulated about social cues and what school the lacrosse team was up against this week.

When he was six, on a day where lacrosse had been cancelled due to weather and he'd been forced to take the dreaded bus home, Lucas remembers coming home to a dark, empty house. Glass was strewn across the ground, and the acrid scents of alcohol and the stench of tobacco stung the air. His mother was nowhere to seen and the driveway was empty of his mothers car. Although he was unused to his mothers leaving the house on such short notice Lucas factored it down to be her at a party. But she never returned. And so Lucas waited. Four days of unquenched hunger apart from the mysterious substances Lucas' mother had lying around the house, as well as unexcused absences from school finally drove the school and quite a few neighbors out of concern to check up on the Clementine household.

What they found resulted in a civil law suit against the Clementine's being able to keep the boy. Lucas remembers seeing his mothers drawn and worn face in court, her smiles directed in his direction. He never smiled back. For five years due to this custody battle between the state and Lucas' mother, the boy bounced between foster homes, each of varying cruelties. He still attended the school of his childhood, but Lucas found himself unable to connect with his friends as he once had. The awkward manner with which the school treated him only further encouraged Lucas' sense of true isolation and early teen-angst. He was eleven when he was sent to live with his father in Riverdell, New Jersey, a very different boy from the one he'd once been. More out of habit then any true enjoyment for the sport, Lucas once again started playing lacrosse, and tried to settle into life with his father, step-mother, and the twin's, his two older step-brothers.

It was a much bigger house then what Lucas was used to, as the family lived in relative wealth, and though his father's new family was kind Lucas felt that no one could relate to his present situation. He turned to drugs and the occasional party in efforts to distract himself, though he kept his grades high and continued to play lacrosse to distract his parents from his worsening habits. The boys of the lacrosse lived in similar economic backgrounds as the one he was becoming accustomed to, though he thought them too self-absorbed and lacking in any real logic to ever genuinely enjoy his company with them, though he did pretend for quite a while to do so.







SECRETS

Clinically Depressed.

frequently experiences bouts of unwarranted sadness and uselessness. often harbors suicidal thoughts and intentions that have only worsened with the events that have progressed in his school life.
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miscellaneous

THEME SONG: [media]
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[/media]
OTHER

The jellybean is blue

USERNAME

lacrosse_kid43

relationships

Relationships

| Friends = ☼ | ☆ = Good Friends | ☯ = Neutral | ☠ = Enemies | ♥ = Love Interest | ?? = No relationship Established

♥ Andrew Kozlow ♥ - There are so few people Lucas has ever felt any true sense of attraction for (apart from the fleeting, unsatisfying physical kind he’s never been one to be quite so hung up on). Maybe that’s why he’s always found the idea of such a relationship with someone to be a deep and unfathomable concept. But Andrew is one of the few people Lucas can tolerate spending any amount of time with, never tiring of the guy as he would any other person. He enjoys Andrew’s presence, even enjoys the heat in Andrew’s eyes when they argue – it would be inconceivable for Lucas to imagine him without such passion. And to hurt to Andrew would be to hurt himself, and to see Andrew subject to Elliot’s stupid, though somehow very effective (mostly due to the physical aspect of it more so then whatever taunts the guy can think up) cruelty as they’ve both been faced with multiple times in the past is too big a price to ask of the guy just for them going public. And sure, Andrew can bitch about it all he wants, but Lucas just sees himself looking out for the guys interests as no one ever did his.

?? Aspen Prescott ?? - He's distantly aware of her existence and all, he just has no real interest in her, apart from the rare insult in said persons general direction.

?? Brenna Idaline Vincent ?? - He's distantly aware of her existence and all, he just has no real interest in her, apart from the rare insult in said persons general direction.

☯ Delilah Denton☯ - Lucas always though her too bland and unassuming a character to attempt scrutiny of, that is before the incident involving her “witchy” mother. He doesn’t feel bad about it, though perhaps he should? It was just too good an opportunity to pass, seeing the weird, sheltered girl crumble under the weight of her own tightly bundled insecurities. Though he wasn’t one of the main jocks throwing the insults at her mom, he participated enough to know he should feel the guilt of the moment crawling at him. But he doesn’t, and his inability to feel that emotion scares him more than Delilah’s mother’s voodoo spells.

☠ Elliott Chaudhry ☠ - The guy must’ve despised him as soon as he laid eyes on Lucas. Not that Lucas minds – he’s never thought well of the guy, regardless of whatever kind things Noelle had to say on him. But let’s face it, Noelle says nice things about everyone. Every interaction of there has been a negative one – Lucas has been tripped in the hallways, shoved into lockers, had quite a few expletives spat in his face. Though that’s not to say that Lucas hasn’t encouraged it by firing off smart-ass remarks at the guy, just to let him know that not everyone in the school is too scared to let him know what’s on their mind. He’s not sure why he’s been allowed to remain on the lacrosse team, given that Elliot’s position as captain grants him the right to remove any member if he deems fit. Maybe it’s because he’s a good player?

☯Jamie Parrish ☯- The most Lucas knows of Jamie is that he’s “Robin’s Friend”, (though even that wouldn’t be enough for him to stand out, given the sheer complexity of the number of friends Robin currently boasts). But the kid’s evident fear of him is enough to hold Lucas’ attention, if only for little more than the amusement Lucas garners from the occasion of intimidating said kid. Though that’s not to say that Lucas harbors any true malicious intent for the kid; that would be stepping too far in a direction far too close to the one Elliot’s taken.

☠ Jaycee Winters ☠ - He always thought she was pretty, though there was something dark and deeply troubling about her that always pushed him away from ever seeking any sort of relationship or investing any time in conversation with her. This was only affirmed by Robin's words on the girl. There last interaction was a negative one, and although Lucas regrets every word he uttered that night while under the influence, he can't help but feel justice has been served, although he wishes it hadn't been in this way, if only for his friend's sake.

☠ Nanea Gabriel ☠ - She’s odd, to say the least. She isn’t affected by Lucas daunting reputation as the rest of the school is, and most of their interactions via conversation are more combative then inductive to any future friendship and such. Lucas nonetheless thinks Nanea more amusing in her arrogant-uptightedness and enjoys a good argument with her on the occasion that she’s willing to spar.

☯ Nicholas Shrine ☯ - Yes, Lucas is aware that Nicholas was best friend’s with Jaycee, and he knows that to even be friends with her requires a certain amount of “mess uppedness”, so to be best friends with her most likely makes Nicholas crazy. But given that Lucas has had no interaction with the quieter kid to encourage or even dispel such thoughts, his impression of him remains faintly curious, though nonetheless disinterested.

☆ Noelle Sturgess ☆ – There’s something special about Noelle, and Lucas, being the people watcher he is, could always pick that bright smile out of a crowd. There’s something so deeply child-like in the way she latches onto people and ultimately fragile about her that he can’t help but feel protective of her in a way akin to that of the way an older brother might naturally feel protective of a younger sister. She’s so sweet that Lucas is able to over-look the girls ditzy tendencies for the kindness in her characters that’s just so uncommon for anyone in a school as stifling as this one.

☯ Riley Mae Bates ☯ - he would think her nothing more then a stereotype if it weren't for the rare, though noted times the cheerleader displayed an intelligence far past that of those she routinely spends time with. Her conversation isn't too bad a thing to be stuck in, and it's hard to think bad about someone who will gossip about others with you, and occasionally engage in meaningless bits of banter with you. For Lucas, at least.

☼ Robin Winters ☼ - there are very few guys on the lacrosse team of whom Lucas even bothers attempting to tolerate. Most of the time he's too busy throwing in snide remarks about the team, or most likely an individual players general ability to bother socializing with the players individually. Robin, however, might be the exception. Although he often pretends otherwise, usually calling said boy "annoying" or even "clingy", Lucas genuinely enjoys Robin's company, as well as cares for his well-being.
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D E L I L A H . D E N T O N


seventeen/bisexual/female
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basics

Full Name


Delilah Marie Denton


Nickname


Lila/Lilah


Age


17


Gender


Female


Sexuality


Bisexual
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appearance

Description


Lila is, first and foremost, very pale. Her skin is very light in colour, but she suffers a little from acne on her face, which is wide. Her hair is a medium brown that in some lighting looks slightly ginger or golden. It is fairly long, coming to about a quarter of a way down her back. It's usually 'styled' messily and she doesn't really take much care with the appearance of her hair. Her eyes are a cool green colour and one of them is slightly lazy, which is unnoticeable unless up close.


Height & Weight


Lila stands at 5'6 and weighs 119lbs.


Physique


Lila is quite tall for her age and weight and is quite lanky. She is fairly thin, but she doesn't do anything special to stay in shape, so she has little muscle definition.


Wardrobe


Lila isn't big on mainstream fashion. Most of the time, she can be seen in a t-shirt. It'll either be too big for her or very tight. She rarely wears tees that fit her, mostly because her Mother is terrible at washing clothes. Sweaters are something that Lila is quite obsessed with. If she's having a bad day or she feels like putting in less effort than usual, she'll throw on a sweater. She is a little eccentric in her fashion, and she often goes to thrift stores to buy odd buttons and chains that she can sow into her clothing. She mostly wears distressed jeans and is never out of corduroy jackets. Lila switches from boots to sneakers depending on how she feels.

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personality

Personality


Lilah is an average person. She's friendly enough, although she isn't one to approach someone new and be all 'hey what's up lol hi!'. She will however, smile at whoever she catches an eye with whilst walking down the corridor. She'll make polite conversation if the situation permits, but she's mostly fairly quiet. This isn't because she's shy or depressed, but because she feels like she has nothing interesting to say. She feels that she might come across as boring if anyone gets past the average small talk with her. She feels like she doesn't have anything extraordinary to offer anyone, and so she doesn't really share her life with many.


Because of her Mother's antics, Lilah has never really been one to open up to anyone further than a talk about video games or her favourite movie. Besides the gossip that goes on about her Mom, some people ask her the real story and she isn't afraid to tell someone when they're sticking their nose too far in her business. If someone is trying to stir gossip, she'll let them know they've crossed the line.


Lilah is a little self concious about her allergies, too. She is allergic to lots of things; bee stings, peanuts, dust, some make-up products, kitchen/bathroom cleaners, tuna and probably lots of other unidentified things. She's self concious about it, because she knows that things like dust will effect her on a daily basis, and she hates going into the old history classrooms and sneezing up a storm. She knows it's embarrassing, but she tries to power through it.


Lilah is quite the nerd. Video games are her passion, and she swears loyalty to the PlayStation. She likes the feeling she gets when she's playing a video game. She forgets about time and school and her allergies, and she becomes a whole different person. She can be anyone; a detective, an assassin, a cowboy. She prefers story based games over competitive ones, but that doesn't mean she can't play a badass game of Call of Duty.


Lastly, Lilah has very little confidence in humanity, especially that of teenagers. She has come to the conclusion that she has nothing to offer to others, and because of this, people treat her differently. Because she doesn't have a giant ass or a fake pair of boobs, then no one cares about her the way they should. But she's okay with that. She's okay with being normal; average. She's okay with having her Mom as the most important person in her life and although she has a few friends, she will never be truly confident that they will ever be completely trustworthy.


Likes


Video Games


Celery & Dip


Indie Movies


Cord Jackets


Big TVs


Dislikes


Her Allergies


Gossiping


Bright Light


Xbox


Pink


Traits


Friendly, Protective, Just, Passionate, Loving


Quiet, Insecure, Average, Hidden, Boring


Fears


That she will always be known as that kid who's Mother thinks she's a witch. She hopes that people will get bored of that joke, but she is seriously worried it will follow her forever.


That she'll have a really bad allergic reaction and she won't be able to breath. When she found out she was allergic to bees, she went into anaphylactic shock. It scared the crap out of her and she hopes it never happens again.


Reputation


She's known as a little bit of a freak. People have heard weird stories of her Mother being a witch and they just know her as the weird kid who's Mother casts spells on people. Some even blame her Mother for the tragedy.




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history

Backstory


Lilah started life out well. First of all, her Father was never in the picture. The second he found out that his girlfriend, Fiona, was going to have a child, he fled. Fiona was just 19 when she gave birth to Lilah, but she has loved every minute with her darling daughter. Lilah's Mother always encouraged good behaviour, but never enforced harsh punishment for her beloved Lilah. She knew from the start that she had to be an attentive Mother. Her own Mom had been negligent and Fiona didn't want that for her daughter.


Just as Lilah started Elementary school, she got out of her Mom's car and skipped up the steps, when she was stung by a bee. She was 4 year old, but Lilah didn't cry. Lilah was a big girl and she didn't cry at anything; even when she came out in a giant rash after she ate peanut butter. Because Lilah was such a big girl, she didn't even go to the school nurse. She hopped straight into her classroom and took a seat. About half a minute later, she started to realise that she couldn't breath. Her throat swelled, and she fainted. For a 4 year old, it was scary stuff. She woke up in the hospital, her Mother by her side. Although it was just a bee sting, she hadn't been admitted to a hospital in time and it took a little while for her to get treatment, so she had to stay in for a few days while her body recovered. That was the first time she had ever had a serious reaction, and to this day, she has to take multiple pills, wear allergy bracelets and carry an Epipen with her.


After Lilah's first serious allergic reaction, Fiona started to practice Witch Craft. It became a hobby at first, but as she become more interested in her ability, it became a lifestyle. She joined as a practising Wiccan and never looked back. Although Witch Craft did take over a lot of Fiona's life, she never forced or even asked Lilah to join with her. Fiona loved her new lifestyle, but she wanted Lilah to be able to choose her own path.


As Lilah entered high school, people had already seen her strange mother in headdresses and flowing gowns. At first, people would pass out silly comments and say her Mother was a wizard, but then Fiona got a little too engrossed in her new religion. She decided that she wanted to hold ceremonies in the are, to provide an insight into Wicca. She held lectures and performed spells and rituals inside sacred circles. Word soon spread and Lilah became known as the witched daughter. She was a laughing stock.


Once Fiona found out about the bullies, she went straight into the school, demanding that the Principle do something. While she was there, she encountered some pupils who started throwing things at her, and no matter how much Lilah asked her to stop, her Mother tried to cast a spell on them. She went into full on Witch mode. She closed her eyes, started deep breathing and chanting. Nothing happened, but people never forgot that day. Although people started to laugh at Fiona more, some people found what she was doing cool. But none of it matter to Lilah anymore. The actions of her Mother made her realise that she was the most courages person on Earth and if she could stand in the middle of a group of high schoolers and cast a spell, then Lilah could do anything.




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other

Theme Song


Twenty One Pilots - House of Gold


Username:


thatonekid


What color is the Jelly Bean?


Blue




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relationships

Brenna:


Lilah and Brenna are hardly friends. Lilah is a little closed off and held back, so Brenna's outward friendliness and brightness puts her off a little bit; like the fact that Brenna likes to have her arm around people; Lilah is a little introverted in that sense and she doesn't like physical contact.


Elliott:


Lilah thinks that Elliott is a little bit of a douche. But, she can see he's not the average jock. Most of the other asses on the Lacrosse team are put down as 'dumb jocks who talked shit about my mom' but Elliott isn't on the list. Lilah sees the best in a lot of people, and so she makes conversation when she has to.


Nanea:


Lilah has never really had much conversation with Nanea, but she has had a few interactions with her. Although they don't seem to have many things in common, Lilah would like to get to know her more and perhaps one day she'll consider her a friend.


Jamie:


Lilah plays video games with him, but up until recently, she didn't even know that it was him she was gaming with. The two have spoken only briefly, but Lilah is really intrigued by his personality. She knows that there's something special to him, and she feels comfortable around him; which is rare.


Noelle:


Lilah tries to steer clear of Noelle because of her reputation, but at the same time, Lilah sees something in her that doesn't particularly fit in with the crowd that she hangs around with; as if she had lived another life and been another person. Lilah rarely talks to the girl, and considers her an acquaintance.


Andrew:


Lilah enjoys Andrew's dry humour and thinks that he's one of the few people that comes close to understanding her attitude. Although she's not nearly as cynical as he is, she gets the feeling that he gets the fact school is just one part in life and you just have to get through it. She likes him, but would never really consider him a friend.


Robin:


Lilah can definitely see another side to Robin. She doesn't like the facade her wears, and she wishes that he just show his true self. Most of his friend's talked shit about her mother, and so she just puts him in the category of asshole jock.


Nicolas:


Lilah thinks that Nico is very interesting. She's often captivated by his drawings and finds herself missing whole classes because she sits behind him, watching him draw. Although she has had brief conversation with him, she doesn't know him, really. But she'd like to.


Aspen:


Lilah is really inspired by Aspen. The two only talk to each other briefly, and Lilah kicks herself because she doesn't know the girl better. Lilah is grateful that Aspen doesn't judge her by her Mother's actions. But, Lilah never gets too deep when it comes to friends, and she doesn't know how to truly connect with Aspen.


Riley:


So, let's just say that Lilah does not enjoy Riley's company or presence. Lilah hates bullies and she tries to stand up to them as much as she can. Unfortunately, Riley is the one person who doesn't know about Fiona's outburst so Lilah would do anything to stop her from finding out so at least ONE person in the whole school doesn't know of the incident.


Lucas:


Lucas had the unpleasant gift of a curse from Lilah's Mother. Lucas had been picking on Lilah and Fiona had to sort it out. Lilah doesn't hate many people; but she has some seriously strong feelings against this boy. She would never act upon her feelings, because she knows it's just high school drama, but she really can't stand him.

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Spoiler

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[boyguro]

"The only one who can beat me, is me."

-Nanea
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Basics

NAME

Nanea (nah-nay-ah) Veronica Gabriel

NICKNAME

"Nea"

AGE

19

GENDER

Cisgender Female

SEXUALITY

Closeted Lesbian

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Appearance

DESCRIPTION

Nanea is beautiful, and she knows it. She's a petite little girl almost reaching 5'2 with a curvy physique though leaning more to the slender side from all her athletic training, she's also proud to say that she owns quite the muscle thanks to her years doing aerobatics. Whatever you do, don't call her a ginger, her long and often wavy hair is a deep strawberry blonde, accompanied by big round almost child-like green eyes, dainty eyebrows, full lips and a flawless complexion to which she attends to every day with her skin care routine.

Nanea is practically never seen without her elegant trademark makeup look (primer, concealer, foundation, contour, highlight, lipstick/lipgloss depending on the occasion, blush, eyeshadow, eyeliner and mascara) and carries herself with an aura of confidence, head held high. Nanea has a soft spot for bold lipsticks and isn't afraid to do a full-face as she's very certain on her makeup skills and knows what she looks good in. One of Nanea's most distinct features is her defined jawline and prominent cheekbones that give her face a nice frame, she also has several light brown freckles spread across the bridge of her nose and along her cheek area. It's not to say that Nanea is arrogant, or self-obsessed, but she does invest quite a large amount of her time into curling/straightening/braiding/prepping her hair with the many, many different styles she wears it with or getting her eyeshadow just right, she enjoys dolling herself up and gladly accepts compliments on her appearance with grace, 'like a lady', as she'd say. She believes appearance is an important part of how others perceive you and is always seen looking her best.

HEIGHT & WEIGHT

5'2/110lbs

PHYSIQUE

Short and curvy

WARDROBE

Nanea's enormous closet varies widely from classy to party, to girly. Being one of the most fashionable young ladies in Riverdell, you wouldn't be surprised to know that she also may possibly own a wardrobe bigger than everyone in Riverdell put together. It's difficult to describe just one of Nanea's looks as she has a different outfit for every planned event depending on the weather, where she's going, who she'll see etc. planned to the last detail. When in training, she'll of course wear the necessary equipment needed and a cute ponytail but never any makeup, not even mascara since it gets in the way of her concentration. For school, it could be said that Nanea puts in a little too much effort than necessary to look presentable, she's very fond of high-waisted skirts, crop tops, pastel cardigans, dresses, tights, turtlenecks, V-necks, etc. etc. The list could quite literally go on forever as you will never see Nanea repeating an outfit, in sweatpants or with sneakers. Nanea strictly sticks to high heels, flats, boots (whether ankle or knee high) or women's Oxford shoes. Jewelry is always a nice touch, Nanea is a sucker for big earrings and dramatic necklaces but not so much rings or bracelets as she doesn't need anything getting in the way of her hands.

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Persona

PERSONALITY

Put bluntly; Nanea doesn't take shit from anyone, she's a fierce, independent and strong-willed young woman who knows what she wants and will go after it at all costs, no matter the obstacles presented to her. Her drive and determination to succeed as well as her undeniable confidence in everything she does are inexplicably the strongest assets to her personality, the defining features that makes her who she is. Nanea absolutely refuses to back down from a fight or give up on something she's after, when she wants something she gives it her all and focuses all her energy on it, this although a great trait as it makes her a fantastic hard worker, also makes her very intimidating to others who don't have a burning passion like hers to be on the top of everything. This is why Nanea finds it practically impossible to work with anyone who she doesn't consider to "be on her level", in projects or groups at school she's always been one to power through the assignment three times faster than everyone else and ignore the contributions of others out of her stubborn nature, believing whatever she does is the best option and anyone who opposes is wrong. Nanea isn't necessarily egoistical though she may come off this way, rather she thinks of herself as being intellectually and mentally superior to 99,73% of those around her, you could say she feels like a shepherd among brainless sheeps. She is evidently quite full of herself and borderline narcissistic, but that is not to be mixed with selfishness, she merely loves herself a tad too much.

Nanea is not approachable in any way, not because she's rude or a bully but because she always seems to have a look in her eyes that could kill and a painfully apathetic expression plastered across her face day to night. Uptight, would be one word, Nanea's facial expressions and body language always scream concentration and professionalism, it'd be a miracle to get her to relax for just two seconds or think about something other than her agenda and her next gym practice, yet another reason why she has a non-existent circle of friends. However this does not bother Nanea, she is after all her own best friend and the company of her books is more than enough to satisfy her social needs. At times it may appear as if she has an invisible wall put up in front of her making her emotionally untouchable, nasty comments, gossip, rumors, etc. don't have any measurable effect on her and it's pitiful to attempt to get a reaction of any sorts from her that isn't an eye roll. This can be considered a good thing at times since she doesn't let unimportant things get in her way or distract her, but it also makes Nanea an extremely detached person and very difficult to reach. She's not one to trust easily and the idea of opening up to others is both repulsive and ridiculous in her eyes, she has no interest in emotional baggage or involving herself with anyone unless it's on low casual good terms for business reasons. If needed, she can be unbelievably charming and say exactly what people want to hear, manipulation is an art she has mastered over the years and isn't afraid to use.

That said, there aren't many who can stand Nanea or her indifferent attitude, humor is a foreign concept to her and she rarely finds amusement in anything. Her behavior is always 100% serious, straight-forward and brutally honest, she treats life like a competition and she just has to be number one so unless you can help her get there, don't expect a friendly 'hello' or any favors from her. Her brain doesn't quite function the same as everyone elses and things like irony don't process through it. She has no time to spare and small talk is a waste of breath. Many look up to Nanea as not only is she incredibly clever and sharp-witted, she also excels in athleticism, dresses and behaves herself like a superstar, something not many have the courage to do. As mentioned before, Nanea is somewhat of a genius, her thirst for knowledge is the fuel and her impressive capability of fitting massive amounts of information into her mind all at the same time make her an unstoppable machine. A big reason why she is so successful in aerobatics is because she calculates her jumps, twirls, saltos, etc. and therefore never misses a single one.

All-around, Nanea strives to be absolutely perfect, and to be honest she isn't far from it. She empowers and shows off her strengths in any and all ways she can to prove her 'worthiness' so to say and hides her weaknesses with great precision, for example her inner freak when it comes to organization, planning and detail. A more frail and delicate weakness of hers would be her refusal to reach out for help whether it's something very important or as simple as carrying some of her books for her down the school hallways, and unshakable mindset. Deep down somewhere, there is a part of her that is tired of being more of a trophy than an actual person and at times she does wish she didn't try to be so hard to be someone she's not, but in the end her inner obsessive self takes over and holds her back from acting and identifying like a normal teenager, because being normal is absolutely unacceptable.

You can either the best, or be nothing.

LIKES

? Chick flicks

? Sports

? Gymnastics

? Mathematics & Chemistry

? Dancing

? Reading

? Makeup

? Shopping

? Frappes

DISLIKES

? Fast food

? Smoking

? Drugs

? Violence

? Narrow-mindedness

? Confederates

? Laziness

TRAITS

Intelligent | Charismatic | Athletic | Valiant | Determined

Bossy | Stoic | Competitive | Obsessive | Stubborn

FEARS

-Defeat in general

-Coming out of the closet

-Bad grades

REPUTATION

Nanea is commonly known as the IT girl at school, with a little twist. She's a walking calculator, professional athlete and fashionista all at the same time.

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Background

BACKSTORY

Nanea Veronica Gabriel was born an only child on the 21st of September, 1996 to Christopher Gabriel, a neurosurgeon and and part-time author, and Iris Parks, a physics professor at Princeton University ex-ballerina. Nanea grew up in an extremely wealthy and well-respected family in Greywater in a beautiful, enormous mansion far too big for her small family, put under difficult expectations to follow in her parents footsteps to fame, prosperity and success. As a child her parents were rarely there for her as her mother worked an hour and a half away from home and her father often had to stay over hours at the hospital, meaning she was mostly in the company of babysitters or relatives. Even before starting education, Nanea was homeschooled by private tutors on how to read, write, etc. in order to have a certain advantage once she was old enough to start school, and of course she absolutely had to attend the top-paid, most affluent private school Greywater had to offer, St. Greywater Academy. Although the Gabriels were exceedingly rich, being prosperous wasn't enough and they saw their little girl as a chance to get even more income to their wage packet as well as an opportunity to climb the social ladder and become the most well-known and successful family in Greywater. Shortly after beginning education and of course excelling at all her classes thanks to her lessons at home and natural intellect, her parents entered her in cheerleading programs, beauty pageants, horse racing, mathematics competitions, karate, sports clubs and gymnastics championships. Trophies, medals, awards decorated the entire house, Nanea was practically famous! She made it into newspapers, interviews, TV specials, everything and anything you could imagine, she's done it.

At first, Nanea really did love it, she loved the thrill of competition, the adrenaline, but quickly started losing her passion for it after realizing she'd missed out on birthday parties, making friends, playdates and general things everyone her age was doing. She'd never had time to go people's houses for sleepovers or invite classmates for lunch, her parents forbid her to do such things instead of training as it was "a waste of valuable time". Whilst kids in her class spent free period talking about Spongebob and what was on TV last night, Nanea sat alone by the benches filling up on vocabulary and whatever books her parents had ordered her to read that week. This upset Nanea and made her lose her sense of belonging, of identity, and so she confronted her parents about it, she told them she didn't want to completely quit but she did want to be able to spend more time doing "normal" things and being a "normal" child. You're not a normal child, Nanea, they told her. You're extraordinary, and don't you dare ever settle for less. Believing they were doing the best for their kid, Nanea's parents brainwashed her into thinking that trophies triumphed over friendship, that she didn't need to be like the others because she was special, one of a kind. Of course being the naive little girl she was, Nanea took their word for it and continued her life as it had always been. Alone with only the company of shining silver and gold.

That was until the fifth grade.

Shortly after the beginning of the season in her soccer club, a small blonde girl by the name of Sophie Collette joined her team, the girl's father worked as a lawn mower for the soccer pitch and encouraged his daughter to join. Sophie was, different, that's one way to put it. Despite living in a place like Greywater her family didn't have nearly as much money as their neighbors or the rest of the town, she attended a tiny public school that held less than 100 students and wore hand-me-down clothes from her mother, but she wasn't ashamed of it and didn't care what anyone thought of her. In fact, she was proud of her background and worked harder than anyone else on the team. It was the first time Nanea had met someone who wasn't doing it for the competition, or the medals or the awards, she was doing it because she loved it. They were polar opposites, but somehow the two ended up becoming friends, best friends. Nanea's parents did not approve, not at all. Their beautiful girl was successful, athletic, intelligent and after all their years of hard work to turn her into the person she was today, there came in this practically homeless repulsive kid who couldn't even wash her own shoelaces, ruining everything they'd built over the years. At first they didn't say anything, they allowed the two to be friends as an "act of charity" to prove how kind they were to those lesser fortunate than them, it did after all earn them much respect from the Greywater community, so why not? Plus, Nanea seemed happy for once!

Very happy, indeed. So happy, that just the thought of Sophie's bouncy curls or her crooked smile made her completely lose her mind and concentration during practice and at school. Not even 3 months after Sophie's arrival, Nanea's grades went significantly down and she started to play poorly in all her matches due to spending so much time with Sophie, just seeing her in the bleachers cheering for her filled her with this strange feeling she couldn't stomach and had never experienced before. Her parents picked up on this of course, and warned her that if she didn't improve and fast, they'd forbid her to see Sophie ever again. Panic rushed over Nanea, she was going to Nationals for the annual gymnastics championship she always attended and had won six years in a row, she'd been missing out on so much practice and not paying attention the last few weeks it was impossible for her to regain her strength in such a short period of time. Inevitably, Nanea lost for the first time in six years and that had been the last straw. Surprisingly, Nanea did not feel very impacted by this, the shine of gold medals did not serve much purpose to her, her parents on the other hand were furious. No more Sophie. No matter how much she begged and protested, for the rest of the schoolyear Nanea was under house arrest, yet she'd still find ways to sneak out of the house or meet Sophie at the park or skip school and go to hers to see her. After all, her smarts didn't just work with mathematics and science. Every time Nanea saw Sophie, every time they'd run off far from town to escape their parents and the prejudiced opinions of bigots, every time, Nanea stopped being able to breathe properly. Sweaty hands, heart racing, anxiety, these things were all symptoms of a heart attack! But alas, she was not having a heart attack, nor a seizure, nor an aneurysm, and though still to this day she may say it was just nerves or adrenaline from running around so much, Nanea was head over heels for a girl, and not just any girl, Sophie...

Greywater had never been the sunniest of sorts, in fact with a name like that you'd assume they flood due to such copious amounts of rain, and rightfully so! However that day was different, it was sunny, too sunny for Nanea's liking, but sweat wasn't something she wasn't used to so it didn't bother her much. Sophie on the other hand, would not stop complaining and whining about trivial things such as the weather or what she had for dinner last night and the fact that wheneevr she was at school her thighs would stick to her chair from the heat. Nanea did not want to speak about Sophie's thighs, whenever Sophie said things of the like Nanea would get so nervous she thought her head might implode. But ti didn't. "Do you love me?" Nanea blurted out of the blue, not paying much attention the melting ice cream in her right hand, dripping over the sidewalk and her shoes.

"L- what? Nea, what are you talking about?" Sophie laughed, dimples appearing on opposite sides of her pink-tinted cheeks. Nanea usually liked Sophie's dimples, but not today, today they irritated her for some reason. Sophie tilted her head in confusion at the lack of response, frowning slightly and directing her gaze back at the sun gradually lowering itself onto the horizon. How rude the sun was, choosing whenever for it to be light or dark without ever regarding other people's feelings. Nanea thought the sun was quite selfish for this, but then again wasn't she selfish? Putting her own greedy needs before her that of her parents, was it wrong for her to want friends or was it wrong for her parents not to want her to have friends? Did she even have friends? Truthfully said, Nanea did not want Sophie to be her friend, she wanted something more, but even just admitting that to herself was so emotionally draining that she neglected the idea entirely to the point where it did not exist anymore.

"It's just a question. You can say no," Nanea mumbled, fidgeting awkwardly. Sophie was looking at her, Nanea was not looking at Sophie, and she did not want to either.

"... I suppose."

"What?"

"I suppose, I love you."

"What a pathetic excuse for an answer," Nanea spat, attempting to sound peeved off but really it just came off as a stubborn child. This earned a laugh from Sophie.

"Well what do you want me to say? Ah yes, I am so deeply in love with you Nanea I wish for you to be my wedded wife! That's just silly, unless you want to be my wife," Sophie snickered tauntingly, poking her finger at Nanea's shoulder. Nanea did not know what to say. Did she want to be her wife? Was that even possible? Would her parents let her be Sophie's wife? Dumbfounded by the bluntness of Sophie's answer, Nanea stared at the ground, mind racing with crazy thoughts. Well, why not? Why shouldn't they get married? Sophie was the only person Nanea had ever properly cared about, even in her most sentimental moments, Nanea could not find it in herself to fullheartedly love her mother, but even during her darkest times, there was still a light, and that very light was sitting right next to her. Yes... yes. They should get married! They could run away to Riverdell and start an all-girls soccer club and become rich and get married! What a wonderful idea that was, why had she not thought of this before?

"I want to!"

"Huh?"

"I want to get married! We can run away, an-and get wigs so no one will know who we are and get really funny names and buy a house and you can paint it yellow because I know that's your favorite color, and then you can be my wife and I'll be your wife and we'll both be happy!" Nanea practically shouted with a grin so big it covered her entire face. Burning with passion, Nanea scanned Sophie's expression, searching for any sign of joy or excitement, but there was none. Only confusion and a small fraction of sadness she had never seen before. Sad? Why was she sad? This was a good thing!

"I... I can't do that," Sophie said in a quiet, timid voice.

"... Why not."

"Because, I have a family, I have-"

"Am I not your family?"

"... Nanea... I still love you, I just-"

"Liar."

That night, after coming home late during the evening, Nanea was confronted by her parents, sitting and waiting patiently in the living room for her. They were not angry, in fact they were unusually serene and relaxed for a couple of such uptight and paranoid people. Not only heartbroken, but also outraged by Sophie's betrayal, Nanea listened intently as her parents told her the changes that they would be making that year to forget such a bitter time in their lives and start anew. "We understand that this has been hard for you, that this evil little girl came in and ruined your life, we know why! She was only trying to steal your glory, we should've known better and we apologize. But don't worry sweetheart, we can fix things. Listen, you can stay home as much as you want, you'll create enough absences that you will be obligated to repeat a grade. Now hear us out, we know this may sound ridiculous, but think about it. You'll gain back all the material you lost throughout this year because of that little demon, get your grades back up, and here comes the best part! In competitions, such as the National Gymnastics Championships, you are as you know paired up against people from your grade. So, if you do repeat fifth, although it may show up badly, you will be able to compete against younger, less experienced students who absolutely cannot even reach your level! Guaranteed win! It will look amazing on your college applications. Everything can be exactly the way it was. Well, what do you think? Nanea, honey?"

Fast forward three years to the 8th grade, middle school. Nanea has spent the last years trying to forget about the unusual light haired girl she befriended when she was eleven and although she hadn't completely cleared of her of her memory, lingering in bits of her mind, she'd gone back to the ways things used to be. School, training, homework, sleep, repeat. Nothing out of the ordinary, she wouldn't go as far to say that she was miserable, but loneliness wasn't something she was keen on and ever since Nationals it'd felt like something was missing from her life. Whilst all the other girls at school were off getting boyfriends and spending their nights on Facebook, Nanea spent her days doing crunches and wiping the sweat off her forehead. What did they see in boys anyway? For some reason she'd never had an appeal for boys, they were all so brute and vulgar and disgusting. Oh well, she didn't have time to focus on her nonexistent love life anyway, Nationals were coming up and it was absolutely necessary for her to win, terrified of how her parents would react if she lost again. Would she have to fail a grade again? That had already been degrading and humiliating enough, she didn't think she could go through that again... The rumors, the gossip, the stares, it had all been so awful.

I never thought it'd see her again.

Sophie! It's Sophie! It's Sophie! It's Sophie!

Nanea knew perfectly well that the competition was starting in less than two minutes, but the blonde hair, the dimples, the worn down sneakers, it was so unmistakably her. It suddenly crossed Nanea's mind that Sophie was not allowed in the competitors dressing room and she had no idea how she'd even made it inside, but what did it matter? They were alone... right? "Hi."

"What do you want?" Nanea said in a monotone voice, not completely sure what she should be feeling right now but absolutely sure that some part of her was flooding with joy.

"Oh wow, only fourteen and already so grumpy? You haven't changed a bit, Gabriel." Nanea did not trust herself to look up, she was too afraid, too scared as to what expression was on Sophie's face at that very moment. What was she feeling? Happiness? Pity? Sympathy? Why was she here anyway? Not once since their last meeting had either of the girls mustered the courage to call up the other or ring by their house and since they were now in different grades, they were no longer on the same soccer team. "Nea?"

"Don't call me that," Nanea growled angrily, slamming her locker shut and tightening her ponytail. "I need to go, you should leave," she added, flipping her hail behind her and spinning on her heels, but before even taking a step forwards, a tight grip on her wrist stopped her. Not daring to look back, Nanea clenched her hands into fists, swallowing the lump in her throat causing a few tears to brim around her eyes.

"Come to Riverdell... with me," Sophie said firmly, tightening her hand around Nanea's arm. Warm... she was so warm, the sensation of skin pressed against skin made Nanea's vision go blurry, she could feel herself getting lighter and lighter... but no, not this time. She had to collect herself, she had to win. This was what she wanted, Sophie was just... just... a distraction. She didn't really like her, she just wanted to hold her back from her true destiny like her parents had told her.

"What the hell are you-"

She didn't get to finish her sentence.

You'd think after being kissed by the lips of the one person she'd been dreaming about for half her life would derail Nanea and make her lose her concentration for the competition, and you wouldn't be wrong... but you wouldn't be right either. Nanea didn't get to compete. Only minutes before her turn at the panel, her mind still spinning with confusion, lust and infatuation, she was pulled aside by her mother who had a sorrowful look plastered on her face, gripping her phone tightly in one hand and Nanea's upper arm in the other. Without explanation or announcing it, Nanea's mother shoved her into the car and speeded home to find her father sitting with his back arched by his computer, hair sticking in eleven different directions and papers flying everywhere, a wad of cash behind a stack of portfolios next to him. That night, Nanea went to bed without eating dinner and before she knew it, only a week later, her room was filled with boxes and bags, a big red sign stuck in front of their house with the words 'SOLD' printed on it. Just before the start of summer vacation transitioning from middle to high school, the Gabriels moved to a prestigious house, much larger than any in the neighborhood but noticeably smaller than their last, in Riverdell and enrolled Nanea in Riverdell High School as well as un-admitting her from all her previous clubs. Not only that, but even at the start of 9th grade, they did not sign her up for anything. No beauty pageants, nor cheerleading, nothing.

Still utterly puzzled by how fast everything was happening, Nanea became obsessed with making her parents proud at the start of high school, she had no idea what had happened that day at Nationals nor why they had suddenly decided to moved, all she knew was that her parents kept telling her not to worry about it and that it had been planned all along. She knew that wasn't true. In an attempt to mend her family back together, she refrained from friendship, relationships and didn't speak to anyone though there were many who tried, joining as many after school activities and clubs as possible that would give her qualifications. Yet no matter how many awards she won or the fact that she was the top student in every class, her parents remained gloomy and distant from her. She was respected and admired by many at Riverdell HS for several reasons, one of them being her immunity from cliques, but none of that sparked the tiniest of reaction in her. All she cared about was making her family happy, and it seemed as if now that was impossible.

Nothing much has changed since then. Now a senior, Nanea still remains her antisocial, uptight self who abstains from all kinds of social interaction and consumes all her time attempting to turn herself back into the person her parents had always wanted her to be.

SECRETS

-Nanea's parents forced her to flunk the fifth grade in order to compete against younger, less experienced athletes allowing her to win more championships.

-She's a lesbian.

-Her parents were blackmailed into moving to Riverdell.
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Miscellaneous

THEME SONG

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USERNAME

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Relationships

? = Neutral | ? = Friends | ? = Good Friends | ? = Enemies | ? = Love Interest



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? Jamie Parrish ?

Nanea's attitude towards Jamie is neither hateful nor intimate, she feels indifferent about him and neither likes nor dislikes him, as with most of her classmates. He has a rather weak presence in comparison to Nanea and lacks strong traits that make him stand out from others, so to Nanea he's simply another face in the crowd. From their few interactions at school she assumes he's a nice boy, but has no interest in pursuing a friendship with him.
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? Elliott Chaudhry ?

There are not many people Nanea has a strong opinion about, that being because she couldn't care less about others' affairs, but if there's one person in all of Riverdell HS that Nea is repulsed by, it's Elliott. His brutish demeanor and habitual routine of picking on kids with a lower social status than him make him an utterly distasteful person and his position on the lacrosse team fails to both intimidate and impress Nanea. On occasion she snaps at him in class whenever he sputters moronic comments and unlike most, isn't afraid to put him in his rightful place.
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? Noelle Sturgess ?

Despite Noelle's tendency to be a social butterfly, Nanea is not someone she has tried to get to warm up to her. Whether that be because she finds Nanea scary or simply because she does not like her, Nanea does not know, but these thoughts don't preoccupy her as although she does appear to be a very pretty and friendly girl, she is much too bubbly and giddy for Nanea's taste. She has heard some nasty rumors about her sleeping around, but then again when has Nanea ever judged anyone on gossip?
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? Andrew Kozlow ?

Andrew is easy enough to get along with, Nanea feels seemingly apathetic towards him and the most he knows him by is 'Emma's Brother' or 'Quiet Emo Kid'. Surprisingly, he's much less bold and rebellious than Jaycee Winters's best friend than Nanea would assume him to be, but nevertheless his gloomy psyche don't necessarily spark much of an interest in her and so their acquaintance is limited to the Riverdell High School facility.

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? Robin Winters ?

Nanea is more than used to people fawning over her and attempting to befriend her, and Robin was no exception to this so as she does with everyone she brushed him off. However, this time, he didn't stop, he kept coming back and trying to earn her trust which she supposed he thought would get her to give in, but instead it triggered a complete opposite reaction and caused her to think of him as quite a nuisance. He reminds her much of a cute lost puppy, and so she doesn't really resent him, but his overly-optimistic personality and the ubiquity of his dreaded sister do put her off.

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? Nicolas Shrine ?

Nanea has several times, attempted to gain Nico's trust, mainly for the purpose of getting in a good word with his father and not actual interest in forming a friendship. Needless to say, Nico did not appreciate this and her efforts were always met with bitter reactions. Eventually, in defiance of her determined personality and nature, she got the point and laid off his back. She is however much nicer around him than with others and makes a point of always jumping at the chance to work as his partner during class.

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? Aspen Prescott ?

Nanea feels a smidge of respect for Aspen for how well she handles the restrictions and disadvantages she faces, however much like Robin she is repelled by overly-cheerfulness and constant need to give to others who do not deserve her hospitality. She's seen her in a few school plays and is a little envious of her talent, and as you know anyone or anything that threatens Nanea she immediately considers an enemy, but her general likability make up for Nanea's jealousy.
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? Lucas Clementine ?

Lucas Clementine does not fool Nanea, his whole 'moody, intimidating, dark' facade thing has proved to be absolutely useless against Nanea, she couldn't care less about him being on the lacrosse team and his supposed wit doesn't faze her, in fact, it fuels her competitiveness. While she does find amusement in bickering back and forth with him as he may one of the only people in all of Riverdell with an IQ compatible with hers, his whole 'I'm so misunderstood and sullen' pretense piss her off enough to consider him a foe rather than a friend.
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? Delilah Denton ?

Perhaps one of the only people Nanea actually takes a liking to; Delilah. Sure, maybe the two don't have the slightest of things in common and are complete polar opposites, but Delilah's relaxed, simple personality and Nanea's extreme, bold character balance each other out and they get along pretty well. Possibly, if Nanea had more free time or wasn't as closed-off, she and Lilah could potentially surpass 'casual friendly terms' to concrete friendship.

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? Brenna Vincent ?

Nanea knows Brenna doesn't have a soft spot for her, but that doesn't stop Nanea from occasionally messing with her and her envious attitude towards her. Brenna seems nice enough, Nanea doesn't really have anything against her and she has once or twice listened to her podcast out of curiosity, but her obvious jealousy makes it easy for Nanea to challenge her to the most ridiculous and trivial of things like "Hey Brenna, what did you get on the math exam? I got a 100%", or "I bet you can't beat me at volleyball during PE today".
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? Riley Bates ?

While both Riley and Nanea may be equally as popular and looked up to by the Riverdell student body, they're admired for very different reasons. Riley is respected out of fear, and her looks, Nanea on the other hand is liked for her traits and talents, so despite them both being high on the food chain, they are not acquainted. Nanea doesn't quite hate her, as Riley's never straight-up harassed or been a bitch to her unlike Nanea has witnessed her acting towards geeks and emos, but her snobbish-rich-girl attitude always angered her and she absolutely did not miss her in junior year.

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"I think too much, I see too much, I feel too much, and yet, I say so little."

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Appearance

description. Brenna is, in some eyes, a beautiful girl and in others, a very girly boy in terms of facial features. Her overall appearance is youthful and she seems to like dolling herself up every once in a while. Cheekbones slightly distinguishable, her complexion; a healthy pale and across her face are clusters of freckles, marking a sign of her European origins.


She stands with a little stoop, but her shoulders always remain broad and wide, where her body language reflects her personality well. But Brenna's short stature puts her in a disadvantage in physical wellness and being as she couldn't run as fast or jump as high as everyone else. She also claims that she runs like a fish.


Beneath her eyes are natural red rings that makes her eyes seem sore and tired despite their size and constant expressive bursts. Her eyes are coloured a dull green with pools of yellow and flecks of gold. This palette of colours contrasts greatly against her dark brown mane. She wears it short, always above her shoulder with its shaggy strands sometimes resting over her eyes.


height. 4' 11"


weight. 109 lbs.


physique. A slim build and bony frame.


wardrobe. Brenna loves clothes as much as the next girl and she has an affinity for colourful woollen sweaters, graphic t-shirts, singlets as well as jackets all mostly in the shade of black or white. There's shorts, scarves and also a range of caps. But being honest, like every normal person, clothes are clothes and style, depends on mood.



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Persona

personality. You've probably seen Brenna around. The extremely short senior, who has hands in her pockets and someone tailing after her as she replies to them in the most casual of tones. Usually, you'd also see her in the library, a book in one hand reading quietly and very slowly. She doesn't seem all intimidating, so you approach.


Brenna is a laid-back and easygoing girl, generally friendly to everyone she meets the first time around. You could see her itching to hug you and likes to hang her arm around your shoulder if you're a friend. But she's quiet, and she wouldn't talk as much until you do. Well, why would she fill that awkward silence? She has questions about all about you answered by herself. If she's unsure, she makes a statement for your reaction. An example would be; "I haven't seen you around," instead of "Are you new here?". Most people would find her clever when they talk to her as she gives solutions to personal and everyday problems. She's not one to use um's and uh's. She's direct and straightforward though not technically blunt as she takes into account of your feelings and sometimes apologises for her curt language if necessary.


Besides being a Respectable Know-It-All, as she labels herself, Bren doesn't really brag about her intelligence and stays modest about the straight A grades she gets and academic achievements upon her shelf. She's always open to help people study and that's what makes Bren a pleasant person.


As a presenter and hostess however, she will turn into a much more entertaining part of herself. She's perky and relies much on the audience participation. Bren tries to be odd and jumps around on stage for laughs.


But really, admit it, when you look at her, you'd expect to see someone who's tough, rough with a tinge of aggressive. But a tomboy isn't who Brenna is. She may be that way when she was younger and immature. She may be determined and independent but all her qualities are much more feminine. Her quirks and interests doesn't categorise her that way either.


We've been talking about how great she is. Now, let's talk of the things that make her human. The parts of her she wish wouldn't exist.


Brenna is very pessimistic, and it depends on the situation, where she makes things seem so much worse and finds herself to be paranoid at the slightest of things. She's scared of the dark and struggles to sleep without someone beside her or a nightlight. Additionally, Bren is easily jealous indeed. She could eye you for something you did better, and she could turn slightly moody towards you. This jealousy has soured many friendships in the past too.


Few people knew of her resentful and hateful side, but they're already dead anyway. It's a large secret for a reason, and she never wants it to get out.


likes. Nuts, Nutella, Bread, Green Tea, Chrysanthemum Tea, Chamomile Tea and lots of other teas, Her Voice, Recording, Podcasts, Microphones, Hosting, EDM Music, Books, Non-Creepy Paranormal, Dancing, Giving and Receiving Physical Affection, Hugs, Skating and anything else worth liking.


dislikes. Peanut butter, Eggs, People going through her Phone, People who are mean to her just because she's a Know-It-All, Maths, Drama, Running, People making fun of her height, Horror Movies, Noodles, Dogs, Rapping Music, Getting a B grade, Bullying, Liars, Jerk Know-It-Alls, Fake Know-It-Alls, Know-It-Alls who worsen the Know-It-All reputation and anything else worth disliking.


traits. Resourceful, Easy-going, Friendly, Observant, Independent, Determined, Secretly Resentful, Introverted, Quiet, Emotional, Jealous, Pessimistic


fears. Being an outcast or a loner. Haunted by a scary fictional character. The thought that anyone could die at any point in time. Her Father's unavoidable death. Doors and Windows. The Dark.



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Background

back story.


Brenna was a little unlucky as a child, her mother, Lilian Vincent sacrificed in a fire when she was two. The girl, unable to remember memories of her mother thus lacked grief, continued to grow as the youngest amongst three other brothers, Theodore, Raymond and Milo, and a now single father. They lived contently in Paris, Brenna's father, Issac Vincent working as an international French, Art and Science teacher which may play part in Brenna's early intuition.


Brenna never knew much about her mother. No one in the family really bothered to talk about her and she never really wanted to experience sadness for someone who she barely knows. As a young girl, she always assumed that she had multiple mothers who were the various nannies that took care of her and her siblings. Teddy Bear had always been closed off, Raymond pranced around, the spoiled brat and Milo was the one she loved and adored. Favouritism much. Bren was also confused as to why she was different compared to her brothers. Why she had long hair, while they kept theirs short. Why relatives called her 'pretty' when they called her brothers 'handsome'. Why they were taller while she never seem to be growing. It was this lack of a proper female figure that led Brenna to morph into a tomboy at such a young age. Rude, aggressive, attention-seeking and loud, the attitude did no improvements to her social problems.


When they lived in Saudi Arabia for two years, the constant situation of being stuck inside by the heat gave the brothers time to bond with their little sister, especially Teddy Bear who was recovering from Lilian's death. She was accepted into their ranks under certain conditions and the first thing they taught her was how to be a girl without annoying or causing discomfort to boys. Well, those attributes, along with Isaac's drive to properly educate her survived to this day.


Her father taught her math, horrifying. Theodore taught her friendliness and the power of words. Raymond gave her knowledge of diplomacy and relaxing demeanour. Milo... didn't quite teach her but his kindness and contemplating-intelligent silence eventually influenced her to be the same. By the time they were out of heatwave country and moved to Riverdell in New Jersey, tomboy girl was gone and out pops Brenna Idaline Vincent in all her glory.





Soon after, she built a good reputation in school and had her academic accomplishments went through the roof. Around the time, the music teacher wanted to the podcast project for the school and when Bren became the first to have her name written down, the interest was born and she runs Riverdell High School's first radio and news podcast. Life was all well with her new found friends and as she became a senior, Milo and Raymond went to college and Teddy recently married, making Brenna an aunt and leaving her alone to live with her father, Issac, now only teaching Science and offering French classes.


She was excited to get a chance to host the Assembly Concert for her senior year, until... the shooting happened.


Brenna, having to use the bathroom was accompanied by her friends who insisted on following. She went along with it and when she finished doing what nature calls her to do, her friends wanted to wait outside as Bren washed her hands. Then, the gunshots filled her ears and she had an immediate reaction to hide in one of the cubicles and lock herself in. She was terrified and before she could try to call her friends to hide, she heard the gunshots near the restroom she was in.


And by the silence, she knew that they were dead. She folded her legs and grew limp.


Why was she hesitant? Why didn't she hang on to them for just a few seconds more? Why didn't she sense something was going wrong? Was she a coward? Was she too optimistic that day? Her easygoing personality had caused their death. She allowed them to walk into that hall and get killed. She was to blame for their deaths.


The days after that was sad and depressing. She was more pessimistic afterwards, claiming whispers that the criminals would come back and finish them off. She was even more discouraged after the suicide incident. The emotional breaking point is nearing for Brenna, and she might not be able to control the overwhelming sorrow inside.


secrets.


• On her phone, she keeps a secret series of recordings where she inconsiderately rants with curses and insults about her life and the people around her. She demeans them and is particularly selfish in said recordings, like a verbal "burn book". One of the reasons she keeps her phone to herself.


• Bren has been seen to smoke on a couple of occasions but no one really knew about this horrible, slow-killing habit of hers.


• Brenna can't swim.


reputation.


The Pixie Podcast Know-It-All: One of the smartest kids in school and the girl who runs the school's podcast, "A Day of Riverdell" in which she also shares her music to the whole school. Previously, she used to be the problematic French girl known to emotionally break down numerous times.



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Miscellaneous

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other. She's allergic to eggs and she thinks the yolk is disgusting in its texture which is why the very sight of it being eaten makes her feel queasy.


• Bren might cover the news of the shooting but she isn't sure that she would continue running the podcast now that most of her team is gone.


• She is the shortest girl in senior year.


• She runs her own podcast called "Wiseacre Realsies" as a hobby. She doesn't have much listeners but she finds it fun regardless.


• Wiseacre Realsies is about Brenna's how-to guide at being humble when you're a know-it-all and a how-to be a Know-It-All. Some episodes are much more personal than others.


• She wants to be a Podcaster or a Radio Host when she grows up, maybe a Voice Actress too.


username. BrenThePixie


Nicknamed Pixie because of her hair cut since day one at school, she's been stuck with it ever since.


The jelly bean is Blue.

Relationships

// Friends // Neutral // Enemies // Love Interest // Mentioned in Recorded Burn Book //


Jamie Parrish: Brenna had always known that Jamie lived right next to Noelle. She sees him the mornings, she sees him coming home from school. In class, she doesn't really pay attention to his presence as he always seem to blend in with the other geeks. They cross paths in school and don't say any more than the occasional greeting. The only reason she isn't friends with him yet is due to her lack of knowledge about him. In time, there's always room for one more...


Noelle Sturgess: Before being her neighbour-buddy/romantic adviser, Noelle was always someone that appealed to Brenna. Her friendliness, the compassion, that charisma. Who wouldn't think of taking the time to know the wonderful girl aside from her reputation? It was during junior year that Brenna got her chance; she spotted Noelle upset at her own doorstep. Poor girl. So there she was to the rescue, smiling with the door open. Come in. I'll make you a cup of tea and you can tell me everything. Noelle told her about the ended forbidden relationship but Bren never pushed about these things. She did however took note of it. Then it became more regular, evenings passed with Brenna just listening to Noelle, enjoying her company, giving her genuine opinions and reassurance.





Robin Winters: Robin is a friend of Aspen, which naturally means he's a friend of Brenna's. She finds him to have a positive effect on her and besides the fact that Robin never seem to stop bothering her about the podcast, there's really not much to their friendship.


Aspen Prescott: One of the tallest girl in senior year is friends with the shortest girl in senior year. Now Brenna loves Aspen. She reminds her of her own brother who was also theatre kid and equally as chatty. She applauds Aspen for striving to reach success despite her hearing impairment and she finds her inspirational. Upon their first meeting, Bren made it her mission to learn sign language for the girl. Aspen herself is quite understanding about Brenna's mood and personality, and Bren is very appreciative of the physical affection of hugs and piggy back rides. Besides, it's great to have a tall friend because they come in quite handy in crowds.


Lucas Clementine: Nope.


Delilah Denton: They're friends but they're not very close due to Lilah's introverted personality. Brenna finds Lilah not a good conversationalist, thus their friendship is unable to grow and the awkward silence is off putting. Bren looks for ways to hopefully connect with the girl, or at least, make that awkward silence as comfortable as possible.


Nanea Gabriel: Brenna considers their relationship to be rather confusing. While Nanea is less hostile towards her than she is to other students, Bren finds it odd and it makes her feel targeted. She is careful around Nanea but every challenge she throws at her is accepted awfully quickly. This is because of her envy towards Nanea and her various abilities of intelligence and athletics. Losing these challenges and you'll find her, looking away, avoiding any teasing looks.





Andrew Kozlow: Andrew is a wonderful relaxed companion. A person she could casually talk to from time to time and she enjoys this laid-back relationship where she isn't pressured to text him a funny picture to stay relevant. They also share tastes of pessimism and she is fond of their exchanges.


Elliot Chaudhry: Elliot hates her. And she hates him right back. He always had a bone to pick with her and she dislikes his dirty looks and rude actions towards her. She's only thankful that he wasn't being straight-out cruel. Brenna always tries her best to get back at him, outsmart him or just avoid his traps for conflict. Mentions of him in her burn book are never positive.


Riley Bates: Nope.


Nicolas Shrine III: Nico, sorta cute and someone Brenna is slowly getting to know. She finds him a little interesting and he seems quite welcoming as opposed to reluctant during her attempts of talking to him. Bren also knows his reputation of drawing in class and someone wouldn't be so insistent on a hobby unless they are really in love our they're just really good. And while she is anxious and excited to see his work, she allows him to take his time and she is often trying to move their friendship further.



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[pulpfiction]

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r e q u i s i t e

- Full Name -

Andrew Emile Kozlow

- Nickname -

Drew, Andy

- Age -

18

- Gender -

Cisgender Male

- Sexuality -

Homosexual

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a p p e a r a n c e

- Description -

Andrew's attractive. And I mean, really attractive. Attractive to the point that he gets hit on by absolutely anyone who doesn't know he's gay, and that's saying a lot considering gay is almost his identifier. If he were straight, it would probably have changed his reputation by quite a fraction, seeing as he's a regulation hottie and all the girls would have landed him a few brownie points by now, and all that would probably have separated him from his outcast of a family. The only normal one in the bunch.

But he's not "normal" and neither is he straight, but nonetheless, he is hot. So he's reasonably grateful for that. At least he's got the advantage of being good-looking.

You can't really pin point what quality exactly of his makes him handsome. It may be his dark, midnight hair, and how effortlessly it falls to the side of his face, making shadows on the hard edges and planes of his face. It may also be his black eyes, and how inky they remain to look even when hit by sunlight. It may be his broad shoulders, or his collar bones, or how his muscles show through his nice thin shirts that make him ultimately appealing to just about anyone who's attracted to men, and he is, indeed, a nice sight even for the straightest of guys. So yes, all that makes him most definitely appealing. Not that it changes anything that matters, though, and that's probably the most irritating thing that Andrew finds about his appearance.

- Height & Weight -

6'0 | 166 lbs

- Physique -

Muscular, lean

- Wardrobe -

Dark clothing is most definitely the first and foremost stereotype this emo loser abides by. Not that he refuses to wear anything else, and not that black is his favorite color, but he prefers it more than anything else, mostly because he dislikes having to think about what to wear next. Plus, you can't really stain black clothing, can you?

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p e r s o n a

- Personality -

Andrew isn't someone any ordinary, emotionally stable person would want to hang out with on a daily basis. Being around him usually takes the energy out of people in a surprisingly small amount of time after they stir up a conversation with him, and it's not hard to guess why. He's a dark cloud. The kind that looms over you and sucks up all the positivity you currently have, just by counteracting it with dragging words and angsty rants. Yes, he's a constant downer. And yes, he'll probably make you want to claw your eyes out whenever he even thinks about pointing out something he doesn't like, but like most naturally bitter people, he has a few redeeming qualities.

He's laid-back and sort of a "chill" person for the most part - as long as you don't talk to him about something he doesn't like, or mention something that's seemingly too touchy a topic to talk to him, out of all people, about. In which case, it's probably a little more difficult to relate with him than described. He's not easily angered, but if and when you do manage to anger him, you'll find that it's hard to douse a forest fire with a mere bucket of water. Once he's the least bit mad at you, the likely possibility is that he'll either hold a grudge, or hold a grudge and try to beat you up in the process. Not saying that the latter possibility is something that happens more often than the first, but it all depends on just how much Andrew is pissed off at you, of course.

Although Andrew is quite the character, he wasn't always sour and pouty and morose. Despite all the anger and angst he's got built up inside of him, he can still socialize. This may come as a shock, because he's never before had any friends in his whole life, but he's capable of making them as long as the other person's not a homophobic, insensitive twat. Of course, those are hard to find in Riverdell, but you can see him simply kicking back with a beer, making a few dry jokes, maybe even flirting with someone. He's charming and maybe even sweet enough to be able to do all that, but under his circumstances, it'll probably take him graduating, getting over his sister's death, and moving the hell out of Riverdell before he can be as relaxed as any other person can be.

- Likes -

~ Lacrosse

~ Beer

~ Reading

~ Dogs

~ Night time

- Dislikes -

~ Pretentious people

~ Parties

~ The social hierarchy

~ Mornings

~ Humid weather

- Traits -

Pessimistic, lazy, aggressive, sardonic

Honest, loyal, caring, intelligent

- Fears -

~ It would probably be expected of him to say that he has none, but Andrew's always feared finding out who Emma's killer was, and that fear of his is mixed with a desire for vengeance, oddly enough. At one point, he'd been utterly obsessed with finding out who did it, and maybe he's still got that need inside of him to know what happened, but he's ultimately relieved he never knew what happened to Emma, though of course, the white hot anger he felt the night Emma died is always a good reminder for him to investigate. Nonetheless, he almost feels as if he's given up on Emma by giving up on the search, and he's felt incredibly guilty for it too.

- Reputation -

He's an Emo Loser by definition, but he's probably a lot less phony than those guys are, considering what he's gone through. He's not all about black clothing and dark poetry, and it's mostly because of his background and just how shrouded in mystery he is. But then again, if you're that kind of person, you might refer to him as that "emo I'm uncultured " more than anything else.

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b a c k g r o u n d

- Backstory -

Andrew was born on the 20th of June, 1997, to parents James and Eva Kozlow - according to his birth certificate, that is. He doesn't actually ever meet his biological parents, since they gave him up for adoption the moment he came out of his mother's womb. But it's not like he missed out on much: Andrew may never come to know about it, but they were just two potheads that didn't know a thing about children or much of anything else, for that matter. And since it was already pretty much guaranteed that they weren't going to be good parents, he was given away to a nice couple that resided in Riverdell, a town that James and Eva had initially thought seemed promising in nature. Having very disputable judgment, however, they were wrong.

But it was only to Andrew's advantage that his new home was different from the rest. Vastly, in comparison to the other households in their street.

Erica Kozlow and Jennifer Evangelista were a couple, and that was a fact that seemed to be significant in nature, by the way people said it whenever Andrew's household was ever mentioned in passing. He never did like the way they said it, though. Seemingly condescending, though what could a kid possibly know about that word? All Andrew knew was that he liked having two moms, and would even take every opportunity to boast about it to other kids his age. At least both my parents are always home. Where's your dad, Zach? And although it was something meant to defend his family's "honor", telling that to a kid with a renowned cheating father was probably not the best idea. Unfortunately enough, that wasn't the only time he's had a slip of the tongue, and he can't say he's apologized for all of them either.

It wasn't a surprise that Andrew wasn't very popular when it came down to primary school. For one thing, he didn't like very many people, and when he did, he seemed to drive them away just as soon as he met them. The few times he made friends, they seemed to have better friends to be around. So it wasn't really a wonder that Andrew just stopped trying after a while. Atop that, his classmates' dislike for him seemed to show in more ways than one. He never thought it was an actual thing that happened to actual people, and when it happened to him, he was just a tiny bit shocked. Andrew was bullied. It wasn't limited to just name-calling either: the big kids shoved him a lot, at one point poured his lunch over his head, and regularly left him nasty, personal notes in his locker that ultimately just made him retreat to the comforts of his room at the end of the day.

For the first time in his life, Andrew didn't tell his moms anything. He used to, especially if it was something that bothered him - and even if the problem wasn't solved, talking about it with his parents made it all feel a whole lot better. But this time, it was different. There were tell-tale signs in why exactly his classmates were treating him this way, and those signs pointed to Erica and Jenn like bright neon arrows. Usually he would defend them like he always does. But at some point, when almost everyone he knew just seemed to either want to hurt him or stay away from him, he just grew a little tired of fighting back. Not that he blamed his parents, either. He loved them so so so much, but even the most courageous of 11-year-old's couldn't call out every person who made even the slightest negative remark about the boy with the two moms.

In conclusion, Andrew was pretty sad for a boy his age. Not to mention angry and a little too distrustful, and part of it was because of his parents. It had started when they called him out into the living room. It had been a surprise, and Andrew wasn't too eager to know about it in the first place seeing as surprises had a negative connotation as of late, and he wasn't wrong. When Erica and Jenn first told him they were adopting another child, he had not understood. Were they actually going to raise another baby? Weren't those things high maintenance or something? Andrew didn't really care for the idea, especially since it wasn't like he was going to be the one raising the kid. He had school and bullies to worry about, thank you very much.

But much to his surprise, his new sister didn't come in a stroller, and neither was she wailing or clutching a baby bottle in a chubby hand. She was full-grown, practically an adult (she was one year older than him), and had been looking at him with steely, dark eyes the moment she'd stepped into their house. He did not like that look. Emma, they said. That's her name. That's what you call her from now on. And he obeyed, but it wasn't like they interacted much. She moved into the spare room a few doors apart from his, they went to school together, and that was the basic sum-up of their relationship as brother and sister. But high school was a different story, as always. Andrew, for one, underwent puberty (surprise, surprise!), and it wasn't just any skinny-to-a-little-fatter transformation. He went from thin, gawky, and tiny to tall, muscular, and exceptionally athletic. He played lacrosse, too, but he wasn't on the school's team for plenty of reasons, and his relationship with Emma flourished by a tad. Not that they poured their hearts out to each other every time they talked, but they had an understanding, and it was something Andrew valued a lot more than anyone knew.

Another development was Andrew's sexuality. Now, he was far more self-aware than most people were when they were his age, but he'd known he was gay probably since the first time he ever masturbated (a bit graphic, I know, but it was a learning experience). It was just that he'd never really publicly come to terms with it, considering Riverdell had always been a generally homophobic community, and he got shit just for his parents being gay. And since he himself was, too, he'd figured a long time ago that it would probably be smarter to keep it to himself. It was only in his sophomore year that he publicly came out, though it wasn't anything too grand - it was just him denying a girl's offer to go on a date because he was gay, and that, although a simple act, was enough to cause an uproar at school. Not like he cared much. He could actually defend himself this time, and could literally throw down anyone who tried to provoke him, physically or emotionally.

The whirlwind of events in Andrew's junior year was mostly tied down to his sister. Now, he never knew where Emma went, before or after school. Sometimes he just figured she wasn't home judging by the sound of music blaring from her room meant to keep away lingering eyes and ears, and her bedroom door was locked about 90% of the time. He didn't necessarily care, either. Emma had always known how to handle herself. She was intimidating by nature, and he didn't doubt her ability of being able to defend herself if by chance danger were to meet her halfway. Andrew let it go for a while. It was none of his business anyway, and if Emma found out he was trying to snoop on her, she would probably like him a lot less, which was something Andrew more or less cared about.

In the mean time, Andrew was getting snug with a bunch of jocks at school, so it wasn't like he stuck around at home long enough to know what exactly was going on with his sister. He'd probably been getting a little too confident about his capabilities of beating one dumb jock up, but ever since he'd started answering back, he wasn't sure he could take on five dumb jocks all at once: and that was, indeed, their proposal. After Andrew shoved a meaty kid against the wall and nearly punched him in the middle of the hallway because he called him a "I'm uncultured ", a bunch of his cronies cornered him at lunch and challenged him to a fight, just like the good ol' movies where the loser gets beat up by a bunch of assholes in the parking lot of a grocery store behind a dumpster. Andrew wasn't really in a place to decline the offer, or demand, as it would be better put. He was to come swing nearby the gas station to "settle things" - whatever that meant.

So Andrew showed up. He was there, in the flesh - and wouldn't you know it - the rest of the gang was too. Now, he knew that he was done for - it wasn't like he was starring in some action film and some sort of higher power was going to take over his body all of a sudden and kick some ass - he was positive he was going home with a few broken ribs that night, or possibly to the ER, who knew? All he knew was that this was going to happen one way or another at some point in his pathetic life in high school. But what he did not expect was the presence of his sister, who arrived shortly after he did in their parent's red minivan, with Andrew's trusty lacrosse stick in hand. Long story short - it was a team effort. They managed to seriously injure about two out of five guys on the opposing side - before Emma went "nuts", that is. Somewhere along the way, as Andrew's abdomen was getting the beating of its life and the metallic taste of blood went swoosh in his mouth, he could hear Emma cry. Mind you, he was about ready to suck the living soul out of anybody who managed to hurt her, but as he doubled over to catch a glimpse of his sister, nobody had gotten near her at all. In fact, the two guys who'd been holding her back had backed away from Emma, who was now curled up on the ground, screaming incoherent words, and covering her ears with her hands as her eyes were sealed shut.

This was about the time they discovered Emma was unwell. Not sick, but she was unwell enough to have to go to the doctor, and after getting a recommendation to a psychologist, Erica and Jenn's anxiety grew larger than in size. They'd thought that Emma was just a bit more "aloof" than usual: not paying attention when they talked to her, muttering things under her breath, and besides - wasn't the sickly pale, dotted complexion enough of a clue? Dr. Norma Shapiro diagnosed Emma with chronic insomnia. Apparently, this had been going on for a while now, and it turns out her "disappearances" at night weren't really disappearances at all: she had been staying in her room for more than a week now without her parents - or Andrew, for that matter - noticing. Dr. Shapiro prescribed a healthier environment", which apparently was not their house, and their parents had to argue with her in order to give Emma a proper living arrangement. She ended up staying home anyway, but with more pampering than ever, and a whole lot of guidance by her moms, along with a plethora of doctors every now and then.

That didn't stop anyone at school from talking shit about Andrew Kozlow's "mental" sister. The five guys who'd kicked both his and Emma's asses at that parking lot got into a lot of trouble - mostly because Emma appeared to be the biggest victim there. Andrew got off fairly easy with only a slap on the wrist and a warning compared to what the other guys had to face as punishment, which was definitely a laugh for Andrew, although it wasn't as glorious as it all seemed. The rumor mill was turning once more, except it was different this time. It wasn't about Andrew or his "gay fantasies about Mr. Walsh", or even about his two moms. Somehow Emma's rumor mill was much, much worse, and all Andrew could really do was wonder what she did to get that much venom and hatred directed towards her. It wasn't just gossip anymore: the stories all of a sudden seemed very much real - and all of them revolving around Emma.

Emma recovered about a year and a half later, well into Andrew's junior year. She was still being closely monitored, but at that point they had decided that it would be acceptable for Emma to return to school. And so she did, and while Andrew did his best to guide her along, she seemed to be targeted by the entire student body more than ever. There was no pity or remorse. They either talked about what she supposedly did to them, or how she was a lunatic. Andrew could not find one person who could tell him she was their friend, and even when he asked her about the rumors, she didn't deny nor confirm anything - which was probably one of her many mistakes.

On the night of the end-of-the-year party, his parents were called by the police.

Emma had been in a "car accident". That's what they told them over the phone, and that's what Andrew's parents believed. They arrived at the scene almost immediately, although the car ride seemed to be about hours long whenever Andrew tried to recall what had happened before they got there. All that would really enter his mind, however, was the sinking feeling in the pits of his stomach - the only indication, a hunch - that something bad was about to happen. Or already happened. Apparently, Emma had managed to sneak out of the house even when there was both Jenn and Erica to guard over her like vultures circling a helpless, dying girl - although Emma wouldn't be entirely helpless in the matter. She was, after all, able to escape the clutches of her two mothers, and sneaked out to go to what happened to be Riverdell's hottest commodity at the time: the last party of the year.

It had been a hit-and-run. With no witnesses, whatsoever. And that was the only thing that had made Andrew even question the police's statement: that there weren't any witnesses. After all, it was a high school party: there were supposed to be a shit ton of underage kids, either drunkenly trying to decipher what had happened, or at least a few passersby giving their varying statements about how his sister got run over by a car. These kinds of things didn't happen at Riverdell. But that was a complete lie. The town seemed to be able to hide all its secrets under a thin veil of dullness and mundane activity as a facade, and Andrew was probably one of the few who'd managed to see through it the moment Emma died. Or was killed, rather. Some car, with some unknown plate number and a hidden face - had killed his sister. And the fact that nobody was owning up to seeing anything all the more confirmed that these people were trying to hide something, and he'd sooner or later figure it all out.

But he never did. At some point, his sister's death became old news, consolations lessened by the day, and the kids who'd held that goddamned party had since graduated from Riverdell High School and gone off to god-knows-where. And the only mourners left were Andrew Kozlow and his parents, who would still be shaken and somehow feel guilty a year later, and probably the year after that.

- Secrets -

~ His sister Emma had chronic insomnia.

~ Emma's death was not an accident.

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m i s c e l l a n e o u s

- Theme Song -

@GiannaCoco

Andrew's not the kind of person who easily just makes friends. I mean, he'd always had Emma, and even Jaycee at present, but never the kind of friend who didn't bring any baggage along with them wherever they went. For Andrew, Brenna had always been his calm, non-problematic friend, and that was always a nice change every time they happened to talk. Besides, he'd always thought Brenna more sensible than most of his other classmates.

☼ Alex Debnam ☼¤ @pulpfiction

She was his first kiss. I know, I know: they're both undeniably gay and it would never happen again in a million years, but they'd been best friends in primary school and were both equally denying their sexualities at the time - so it had been inevitable. Alex kissed him in the sandbox once by surprise, and for a while it had even held the bullies at bay from tormenting ten-year-old Andrew. But things had turned evidently awkward between them, especially in middle school when Alex started having more and more friends and Andrew stayed a closed-off hermit. They'd only been able to talk again in high school - specifically after Andrew had come out and Alex was already a renowned lesbian. Along with Alex having been one of the few to try to befriend Emma, she's been a seriously cool person and he admires her for that, despite the company she keeps.

☯ Delilah Denton ☯ @SpectroVector

All he knows is that her mom's supposedly a "witch". Truth be told, that fact hadn't really intrigued Andrew the first time he'd heard it, because who the fuck cares? After a while, though, he found himself not being able to identify who she was unless her reputation was mentioned, and he'd learned only after they'd shared classes together that there really wasn't much to Delilah. She doesn't talk much, and neither does he. They both just don't want to bother, is all.

☠ Nicolas Shrine III ☠ @CloudyBlueDay

There's something suspicious about him. Or at least, that's what Emma made it seem like whenever Nico's name somehow managed its way into their conversations. Truthfully, Andrew doesn't think there's anything wrong with the boy - aside from the fact that he hangs around with Jaycee - which, admittedly, means there is something wrong with him to a degree, but that's beside the point. The point is, for some reason, Emma never liked him, and all Andrew knows is that Emma was usually right. Something about the way she'd talked about him just makes Andrew immediately categorize him as untrustworthy, and there's a thought that sits in a dark corner of his brain, where a possibility of Nico having to do with Emma's murder arises every now and then. He does his best to ignore it, but nonetheless, he can't help but somehow hate him all the same. Or maybe he's just looking for someone to blame. Who knows? Andrew definitely doesn't.

☯ Jamie Parrish ☯ @boyguro

He's a little fidgety and weird, is all Andrew can really say about him. He knows he's an awkward hermit and all, but there are moments - he doesn't really know if he's imagining it - when he catches Jamie just staring at him. He does this thing where his eyes shift and looks away really fast, so it's not like Andrew can actually confirm that Jamie's been staring at him - I mean, it would be odd if he had. He just doesn't want to assume things about him though, especially since Jamie doesn't seem to be a complete asshole unlike some people. They were lab partners once, and that's all the interaction they've ever really had with each other.

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[boyguro]

"Why should I apologize for what I've become? No one ever apologized for making me this way."


-Elliott

Requisite

NAME


Elliott Parker Chaudhry


NICKNAME


Eli, L


AGE


18


GENDER


Cisgender Male


SEXUALITY


Heterosexual



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Appearance

DESCRIPTION

First of all, before getting into eye color, hairstyle and all that trivial bullshit, if you mention Elliott's height to him, he will roundhouse-kick you in the face. Twice. Elliott is technically the size of a 13 year old or a really short model, this derives mostly from the fact that he built so much muscle as a younger kid training sports that his body stopped growing vertically and instead made him short and kind of stocky. His height plays a major role in his terminally-pissed-off way of living, pretty much everyone is taller than him, his lacrosse teammates, his friends, his dads and at least 84% of all girls he's hooked up with, plus it's scientific fact that shorter people are always mega pissed because they're closer to hell. One would assume he's in middle school if it were not for his bulky, muscular build.


Elliott is a very, very attractive young man and he's not afraid to say it. He has big, round eyes, defined eyebrows, a thick neck and seemingly flawless skin except for the usual dark circles that plague him. His smiles are always lopsided and although you know he's an ass you can't help but feel intriguied. Elliott has a bold jawline and a very large, toned back and big hands, his hair is a dark-ish brown shade with a somewhat curly texture to it, usually worn down with nothing much going on or teased in the front. Other than being vertically challenged, Elliott's very confident in his appearance, some might even say too confident, he spends a large portion of his time checking himself out in any reflections and reassuring himself how much of a 'hunk' he is. However, there will always be something Elliott has never come to terms with properly or accepted about himself. Although his eyes are a beautiful shade of bright blue, it is unmistakable that is his left eye comes off as a little... odd. Neither of his eyes blink at the same time and if they do the right is always a fraction faster than the left, sometimes his left eye drifts off into an opposite direction or starts wobbling up and down, and if one looks closley you can tell that there is a thin white rim around his pupil. When asked he'll often dodge the question or come up with a completely different subject... strange, much?


HEIGHT & WEIGHT


5'8/141lbs


PHYSIQUE


Short and robust


WARDROBE


Elliott's choice of clothing is simple enough, granted no matter what he wears he'll always throw his signature letterman jacket over it, his most precious posession. Some would consider it silly to treat an item of such little worth with so much care, but to Elliott that jacket is his entire life, without it he does not exist, it gives him an identity, a feeling of belonging so don't even think about going anywhere near it or even breathing on it. Graphic tees (usually with some extremely inappropriate comment on them), hoodies, sweatshirts, sweatpants, jeans, sneakers... Elliott is like any other typical teenage boy when it comes to dressing himself. Though it is fact that he cares a great deal about appearing attractive to others, he does not put much effort into his attire and goes to school with the first somewhat clean thing he can find in his closet, or in the pile of laundry next to his bed. Money is a precious thing, and a new shirt is most definitely not worth the hours of work he puts in.



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Persona

PERSONALITY


Elliott is not a person who one can simply understand just by spending a few hours with him or sitting next to him in class. His years of watching numerous times as people exiled him and his family for being different, or for not having as much money or as big of a house or a garden have left him with the conclusion that people are only nice to you if you have something they want, and that that will never change. Even from a young age, being labeled an outcast and neglected for not being the smartest, or most athletic, or the tallest or most attractive or most artistic or having anything that has ever made him special drilled it into his head that if you're not good at anything, you're not worth anyone's time, so you might as well pack up and leave. It's not as if he never tried, Elliott attempted everything he could think of to make something out of himself, to make everyone proud and prove them wrong that he is talented and just as important as everyone else. But school was difficult, his art was sloppy, he was terrible at swimming, he couldn't dance or sing, he couldn't write very well or play an instrument, let alone afford one. Slowly but surely, all the frustration and anger and disappointment that had been accumulating inside him over the years started to become too much and one day, Elliott woke up and decided that from that day on he would be a different person. What was the use in being nice? What was the use in treating everyone so well if no one ever returned the favor? To hell with being the bigger person, to hell with doing what's right, what about what's right for him? Why did he have to be the hero?


Elliott became a very angry and irritable person, he was furious at the world for making him the way he was and living the way he did. He tried so hard to help his family with chores and work and still have time to study and go to school and try and make friends, but it wasn't enough, it was never enough, no matter how much or how hard he tried it always fell apart. Plagued with constant disappointments and a lifestyle he could barely afford- extensions on electricity bills, hand-me-downs that he couldn't fit into and a roof that fell apart every two weeks-, Elliott changed from an optimistic, loving kid to a cynical, destructive boy who hated everything and everyone by default. The narrow-minded bigoted mindset of Riverdell, the fakeness of every plastic person smiling through their plastic teeth at one another to climb a social ladder and the corrupted economical system that only existed to serve those born with a silver spoon in their mouth suddenly all became so real. Elliott realized the only way to succeed in a world like this was to destroy everyone else, if he had to crush others to rise to the top, then he would do exactly that, no matter what it took. He knew his family was much too good at heart to do such things, to take advantage of others for their own well-being, so if they wouldn't do it then he would. Elliott has always carried this protective instinct, he feels a constant need to do everything on his own and fill every void his parents could not fill. While his intentions may be good, he tends to overwork and exhaust himself with multiple jobs and extra credit classes he cannot keep up with. If there's one thing you should never say to Elliott it's that he's lazy, for he has worked his ass off his entire life and earned everything he has fair and square.


Being captain of the lacrosse team and a jock, there are certain expectations to live up to, and Elliott does not mind doing so. If he has to stuff kids into lockers every morning and stick their heads down toilets to keep his position, so be it, it's not his problem anyway. Why should he feel sorry for them? They get to go home to their rich homes, take a bubble bath, play on their $500 PlayStations, eat a hot meal that hasn't been leftover for four days and tuck themselves into a big comfortable bed with heating. Yeah, totally feel sorry for them. Elliott is not completely himself whilst in school, but it's not all an act either. He over-exaggerates parts of himself to fit in with his crowd and purposefully makes himself seem more intimidating and cruel than he actually is to earn respect and be feared. Although he doesn't particularly find entertainment in picking on freshmen or smashing kid's school lunch, he doesn't care for them either. He profoundly understands the Riverdell HS social hierarchy and the ways in which it works, he may not be the brightest bulb in the box but his analytical ways allow him to observe and blend in like any other typical jock at Riverdell. In all honesty he finds this food chain as well as the morons who actually think it actually means something incredibly stupid, he detests the labels people stick on each other and the concept that the more popular or attractive you are the more you're worth. He knows that no matter who you were in high school once you graduate, that's all over, so it's best to fake an act and get the best results possible. He'll never see 99% of people he knew in high school in the future anyway, so he couldn't care less that everyone hates him even if they don't really know him.


Elliott is careful to pick and choose which parts of him to show and which to keep private, he's a very enigmatic and secretive person, he doesn't like sharing and often acts like a brainless jerk to avoid having proper conversations about his personal life with others, whether they be school colleagues, counselors or teachers. He much prefers people to assume he's a complete idiot than to have people question him on his life outside of school. He doesn't trust anyone except himself and 96% of things he says are lies upon lies, it takes an awful lot of patience and time to get him to warm up to you and even then his brute and antisocial personality makes him very difficult to be around. He only sees the worst in people and doesn't believe in second chances. You had your chance, you messed up, that's the end of it. Done. Leave. Though Elliott is very good and experienced in keeping secrets, more often than not he can turn quite paranoid and overly suspicious of other's intentions.


At heart, although he himself does not believe it, Elliott is a caring person who just wants the best for everyone. However that doesn't mean that once you shed past the jock persona that you'll find a sweet, misunderstood angel with a loving heart. While it is fact that the Elliott most people know is not the person he actually is, Elliott is very insensitive to other's feelings and has an incredibly short fuse. The kindness of others is something unknown to him and therefore he has grown up to be vicious and bitter towards others for no particular reason other than his own dissatisfaction at life. The success of others make him envious and aggressive, he often turns to violence and vandalism to calm himself down because he's never known any other way. A trait not many would guess about him is his tendency to self-destruct and hate himself. Elliott quite literally believes he is human scum, he hates everything he's ever been and everything he's ever done, though his confidence is real he does not believe himself to be worth anything and therefore burdens himself with constant labor to at least do something that actually does some good. But... if you take the time to be generous to him, if you don't judge him for the image he puts on and at least take a moment to try and comprehend why he is the way he is, maybe just maybe, he'll open up to you, and that is not something he does for everyone. Elliott's loyalty is absolutely unconditional, when he loves someone he will do anything for them, he'd go to the ends of the Earth just to see them smile and put all his energy into making just that one person happy.


But then again... who would want to be friends with someone like him? He's a monster, and that's all he'll ever be.


LIKES


-Lacrosse


-Poker


-Beer


-Sex


-Parties


-Smoking


-Night Clubs


-Cocaine


-Music


-Record stores


DISLIKES


-School


-Reading


-Chick flicks


-Pop music


-Gossip


TRAITS

Secretive | Vulgar | Aggressive | Short-Tempered | Cocky

Perceptive | Strong-Willed | Courageous | Protective | Giving

FEARS


-People finding out he has two dads


-Losing vision in his right eye


-Not getting a scholarship for college


REPUTATION


Asshole captain of the lacrosse team, has sort of a funny eye and is unusually secretive. Do not mess with him.

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Background

BACKGROUND

Elliott Parker Chaudhry was born on the 4th of April in Riverdell County Hospital to his unknown biological mother and a year after his birth was put up for adoption. Few months after his this, he was taken in by Damian and Yannick Chaudhry, a gay married couple living in the outskirts of Riverdell. Both his fathers worked full time, juggling various part-time retail jobs at fast food restaurants and crappy second hand stores, putting up with irritable rich customers on a daily basis, the Chaudhrys were a family of the lower class, they lived in an old house with broken windows, worn out paint and doors without knobs. Not having the money to pay for a babysitter or someone to take care of Elliott, as an infant he was left alone in the house to find entertainment of his own means without fancy electronics or game consoles, he spent the majority of his time digging holes for worms in the backyard and ripping out the remaining patches of grass from their dead garden (and occasionally eating them). His neighbors weren't too keen on him as he was awfully noisy and broke everything in a 5 mile radius of him, not to mention that most inhabitants of his neighborhood were either crackheads or divorced alcoholics with no children. Elliott grew up a fairly lonely child, he'd sit in front of the main door waiting from morning to evening, waiting for his dads to come back so they could play tic tac toe on the wooden floors with chalk. Despite being a stubborn and temperamental kid, Elliott had a wonderful relationship with his dads, he loved them to bits and spent every minute he could with them, making up handshakes, building fortresses with blankets and pillows, playing hide and seek. From a young age Elliott had an unbreakable bond with his dads.


Entering public school was when things started getting difficult.


Elliott was ecstatic to start school. he could barely contain his excitement at the thought of finally making friends and playing with someone his age and getting out of the house for once, but unfortunately despite his efforts things didn't quite go as planned for him. It didn't take a second glance to realize that Elliott was different than the other kids, his clothes were ragged and dirty, his hair was always a mess and his his worn out sneakers were always covered in mud. No one wanted to sit with him at lunch because he always stank and he never had anything cool to bring in for Show-N-Tell other than a dirty sock he had found under his bed the night before unlike all the cool kids who had Nintendo DSs and Gameboys who everybody wanted to be friends with. Needless to say, Elliott was not one of those kids and though he made an effort to be nice to everyone regardless of whether they were kind to him back or not, the softer he became the more people tore him down with mean nicknames and crude words. That didn't stop him, being the innocent boy he was he still believed that if he tried just a little bit harder that eventually people would start liking him, but consequently the teasing only worsened and in the course of time, Elliott shrunk back and gave up.


At first, Elliott simply accepted the fact that he wasn't like the others and being different in a place like Riverdell was unacceptable. He ignored the bullies as best as he could and learned how to be his own best friend, he'd always been independent and grew up mostly on his own so being alone wasn't a problem, though it did leave him feeling deserted. By the time the 2nd grade came rolling around, the harassing had already toned down and Elliott wasn't so much a target of bullying anymore as he was an outcast, that was until the incident that ultimately led to the downfall of his primary school "career" and the residing hatred that now lies within him. Night of a parent-teacher-conference, it's around 6:45 PM and Elliott and his dads walk out of Room 027 holding hands, Elliott going on about what he wanted for dinner that day and how it was sooo unfair that he had so much homework that day when a crystal clear shout echoed in the empty hallways of Riverdell Elementary School, "FAAAGGOTS!". Before Elliott knew it he was rushed into his dads' rusty, damaged car and sped down the street without an explanation.


"What's a fa-" Elliott began to ask but before he could finish his sentence, he was cut off.


"Please Eli, don't ever say that word. It's a very very dirty word used by dirty people," Yannick explained calmly, reaching over for Elliott's hand from the passenger seat. Elliott didn't understand why his dads were so upset. People cussed all the time, especially in their neighborhood. Hell, Ms. Jenkins across the street could probably swear for three days straight without pausing for breath.


"Why would someone say that if it's so mean?" Elliott asked, slight sadness being hinted in his tone. He'd never seen his dads so sad before, not even when Elliott accidentally tore a doorknob off the kitchen door. Hesitantly, Yannick looked over at Damian who's knuckles were gripping the wheel so tightly they had turned white as snow.


"Because they wanted to hurt us."


"Why?"


"There are very cruel people in this world, Elliott."


It only got worse from there. Once word had gotten out about Elliott's fathers, which didn't take any more than a day, soon enough people started kicking him around in the hallways, screaming slurs and throwing rocks at him during break time. Not only that, it got to the point where older kids would wait for him to leave the building to beat him up and chased him home when he tried to run away, but darting home from the bullies didn't guarantee him any safety and subsequently after word had spread that Elliott was not only the child of a gay couple but also poor, the kids at school started smashing his house windows, trying to kick down his doors, throwing glass bottles at it and leaving trash all over his yard. It was then that Elliott realized how absolutely heartless people could be and stopped seeing the world through rose-tinted glasses. Only a few months later, when Elliott had recently turned eight years old, Yannick received the news that his older sister Nina had passed away in a fire that had broken out in her house, killing both her and her husband but leaving her only son, Scott, alive. Damian was hesitant to request custody over the child as it was already difficult enough feeding 3 mouths, but in the end it was Yannick's nephew and he decided they would be adopting him.


Scott was two years younger than Elliott making him six at the time he was taken in by his uncle's family. He was a shy and surprisingly very intelligent little boy with bright red hair and a rather sad smile, for a child he was unusually quiet and in the first weeks of moving in spent the majority of his time in bed in the bedroom he now shared with his new brother. Admittedly Elliott's upfront personality intimidated Scott and Scott's feeble nature made Elliott afraid he might accidentally make him cry. Elliott was a little skeptical of Scott at first, but once Scott started warming up to the family the two instantly became best friends despite them being polar opposites, almost as if they had been brothers all along. Scott would scribble drawings all over their bedroom floors of flowers and their family, waiting for Elliott to come home so they could play hide and seek and tag. Their dads didn't have to worry about looking over two kids as Elliott took it upon himself to be the big brother and walk Scott to school, help him with his homework, make him lunch. The Chaudhrys were more of a family now than they had ever been before. As soon as Scott entered the first grade all of Elliott's bullies started picking on his little brother as well, and with Scott being a sensitive little baby whenever somebody made a comment about his hair he'd break down and sob. That was when Elliott began standing up for himself and his family, anyone who dared cross their path wrongfully would be deemed an enemy and what do heroes do with villains? They wipe them out. Everyday Elliott would show up to school angrier, ready to beat the living crap out of whoever stood in his way and if anyone showed up outside his house to litter their garden or make a cruel comment about his fathers, he wouldn't hesitate to punch them in the goddamn face. He wasn't scared anymore, and oh how the tables had turned. The shouting and laughing in the hallways had died down to whispers and no one ever went near a 3 foot radius of Scott out of fear of his big brother. Life was good for once.


Emphasis on was.


For the rest of primary and the beginning of middle school, the Chaudhrys life had been fairly uneventful. Work was as painfully dull as always but the paychecks did well and Elliott was no longer lonely, he had his brother and his dads and that was all he needed. The bullying, the name calling, the harassing had all stopped and they could finally live in peace. But it was too good to be true, and just when they thought that nothing could possibly go wrong, everything was torn to pieces right before their eyes. It was a Saturday morning when it happened, Elliott and Scott who at the time were fourteen and twelve were outside playing with their beat up football on the street, kicking the ball back and forth, standing parallel to each other on each side of the street while their dads were making lunch inside the house. The ear-piercing shriek of a swerving car immediately caused the brothers to stop and look up at the end of the street where a black Jeep was racing down the road at full speed. Everything that happened next was a blur. Elliott knew the car was heading straight towards where Scott was standing, and when it hit on a bump on the pavement it went spiraling out of control, it flipped onto its side, glass shattering everywhere and before Elliott could make out a scream, the car smashed into a tree, taking Scott with it. By the time the ambulance came Scott was already dead.


Rushed to hospital to have his wounds cleaned from the glass that had exploded everywhere, the doctors explained to Elliott that whilst there were no fractures or broken bones, he would no longer be able to see out of his left eye unless he got immediate surgery and there was significant damage to his right eye as well that could worsen over time. Needless to say, his family could not afford the surgery and he was left with a permanently blind eye and having used up all their money to pay for Elliott at the hospital, there was nothing left for Scott's funeral, nor a coffin, nor a burial and no cemetery would accept "filthy, homosexual street scum" for no money no matter how much they pleaded. Desperate for cash, after not having left his room or eaten or spoken with anyone for days, on a warm autumn night Elliott robbed 3'000 dollars from a gas station to bury Scott in a cemetery with a proper tombstone and not just a piece of scrap paper with "SCOTT CHAUDHRY" written over it in half faded out pen. He sprinted home as fast as he could on his bike, he was so sure he'd made it, he had an entire plan to tell his dads that he saw a man drop the money in the street and caught up with him to give him the money back, but instead the man rewarded his honesty by letting him keep the cash. But alas, just when he thought he'd gotten home safely a hard knock pounded on the door. "POLICE! OPEN UP!". To this day the image of his dads face dropping as he pushed Elliott behind him and confessed that it was him who had robbed the store and that his family had nothing to do with it, is burned into his mind as vividly as the day it happened. Damian was sentenced five years in prison with a fine of 1'500 and now the Chaudhry residence was emptier than it had ever been, without a brother and without a husband.


Eventually Elliott was forced to come back to school under threat of being expelled and in his last months of his last year of middle school his grade tumbled down a black hole, going from B's and A's to C's and D's in almost every single subject and getting detention every week for not bringing in his homework or school materials. Teachers started noticing how he'd fall asleep in class and come in every day looking absolutely exhausted, how he could barely hold a pencil properly anymore and encouraged him to speak up if he was having troubles at home. But he stayed silent, and every day after school he'd start his shift at Wendy's, and then his next shift at the grocery store, and the next at the vinyl store and the next at the gas station and at Blockbusters and the bookstore. Without Damian, their income gradually weakened and Yannick's poor performance at work caused him to get fired. With hours of labor, school, studying, Elliott kept pushing himself to the breaking point because he felt he deserved it. It was his fault Scott died, it was his fault his dad was in jail and it was his fault they could barely afford a week worth's of food and this was his punishment.


Entering high school, Elliott knew what he had to do. No more bullying, no more harassing, the past no longer existed and he'd do everything in his power to protect himself and his remaining family. He joined the lacrosse team, shut himself off to other people and started hanging out with the scum of the school to rise to the top, no matter what it took, he was sick of being stepped on his entire life and he wasn't going to take it anymore. Everything had been going according to plan for the first few weeks of his freshman year, keeping secrets was easier than he thought it'd be, secretly he detested all his 'friends', he detested the jocks he sat with at lunch every day and the cheerleaders who draped themselves over him, but nobody knew anything about him and that was exactly what he wanted. Everything changed when he met... her. He'd seen her before with that Robin kid on the team but he'd never paid much attention to her, she was always sitting in the back of the classroom with the darkest clothes and never showed up at the cafeteria, he assumed she was another pathetic emo. He wasn't sure what it was about her that attracted him so much, maybe it was how real she was compared to all the plastics walking around in the school, or maybe it was her undeniable beauty or the fact that he knew he couldn't have her, from the day he realized how deep he had fallen for her he never continued to try and find any way possible to win her heart over. The only reason he allowed that insufferable Robin crybaby to stay on the team once he became captain was to impress her and he even went to the extent of befriending her closest companion, Emma Evangelista. Little did he know, Emma had a few secrets of herself. Maybe she knew, maybe she didn't, it would make sense now, why someone like her would put up with someone like him despite her fueling hatred for jocks.


No one can ever know Elliott was at the end-of-the-year party.


He was a junior at the time and had just gone outside for a smoke, he could lightly hear the music pumping behind him when he saw the silhouette of a girl walking from the end of the street towards him, or better said, running. Not just running, running from something or someone. He heard it loud and clear, the engine of a car, just like the one that had killed his brother before the headlights came into view, shattering the night into a million pieces. He wanted to scream but he froze on the spot, stuck in a memory playing over and over and over again and before he knew it, the girl was laying on the street and the car was out of sight. Finally regaining feeling in his legs, Elliott rushed over to her and his stomach dropped when he saw her face. Emma. He immediately called the police and was escorted to the station for questioning, but before they could interrogate him they were called back to the scene after it'd been discovered that there might have been other witnesses in the party in the house next to where the "accident" had happened. Elliott was left in the interrogation room, Emma's documents stacked neatly where the officer was supposed to be seated, that was when he saw it. Her name. Her real name. 'VALENTINE, EMMA' printed neatly on top. He knew he'd heard that name before somewhere, he couldn't help but take a look into her papers. Was she adopted? That would explain why she and her brother didn't have the same last name. Strange, very strange. Quickly scanning through the documents in a hurry, one word caught his eye; Elliott. Eyes widened, heart thumping against his rib cage, Elliott felt sick to his stomach as he read about how Emma and a brother one year younger than her named Elliott were both given up for a closed adoption to two different families in Riverdell, one taken in by a gay couple under the name of Chaudhry and the other another gay couple, this time under the name Evangelista. Immediately, Elliott fled the police station before anyone came back and called in sick for school for an entire week, using the excuse that he had the flu. He never testified and the police who had swept the issue under the rug as a mere accident never went looking for him. Did he feel guilty? Yes. Was he going to own up to it? No. He'd already had enough issues with the police and being a witness to a murder was not going to help things, not to mention he could never let Andrew know that he was his adoptive sister's real brother.


Up to this day Elliott still wears his jock persona, he still juggles multiple part time jobs in order to help the wage packet for his family after going bankrupt from paying the fine for his robbery, he still crosses off the days left until his dad is released from prison and he still talks to Scott who in the end was buried in their garden.

SECRETS


-Elliott is blind in his left eye.


-Elliott has two dads and has never met his biological parents.


-He had a brother for who's death he feels responsible for and his dad is in jail for taking the blame for him robbing.


-The fact that he's poor.


-Elliott is actually Emma's biological brother.

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Miscellaneous

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USERNAME


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Relationships

? = Neutral | ? = Friends | ? = Good Friends | ? = Enemies | ? = Love Interest



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? Jamie Parrish ?

Honestly? Elliott doesn't care for the guy, he doesn't particularly stand out from anyone and for all he knows he's just another head to dunk down the toilet, but because of his status at Riverdell and the lacrosse team by default, he and the geek are doomed to be mortal enemies. Elliott understands why Jamie hates him, he's done more emotional and physical trauma to him than necessary for a lifetime, but then again it's not like Jamie's ever done Elliott any favors, so why should he care? He has however made a point of being a little more subtle with him as he knows Noelle has a soft spot for the wimp because they were childhood friends or some shit like that.




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? Nanea Gabriel ?

Two words; Stuck-up bitch. Technically three? Whatever. Elliott never actively seeked out to harass Nanea as they're on the same level of popularity, so he doesn't understand what the hell her problem is with him, she insists on correcting him at whatever chance she gets and struts around the school like she owns it. Judging by the copious amounts of expensive jewelry she carries everywhere which probably cost more than the entirety of Elliott's closet, and the ridiculously fancy clothes she wears, she's more than just somewhat wealthy and anyone rich is automatically Elliott's sworn enemy. So, overall, you could say their relationship is rocky.



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? Noelle Sturgess ?

As difficult to believe as some may find it, Elliott and Noelle have been tight as a tick since the third grade ever since Elliott insisted on giving Noelle a chocolate bar after seeing how sad she was at school. Back then Elliott was still a cutesy, nice little kid and was more than overjoyed when he finally befriended someone after being exiled from everyone his age for years. She was there for him during Scott's death, his father's arrest, him losing sight in one eye, he was there through all the tears and the breakups and the family drama and despite the things he's done and the reputation he's gained over the years, he's still the same boy he was 9 years ago to Noelle. When he's around her, he really feels like he can just be himself and she keeps his douchebag-ness in check, which is also a plus.



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? Andrew Kozlow ?

Elliott always knew it was his job as a jock to pick on the only openly gay kid, but once he'd established a friendship with his sister and didn't want to break her trust, he left Andrew alone to the wrath of his colleagues. Elliott was well aware that Andrew was suspicious of him, but it didn't seem to change Emma's opinion of him so he didn't really care. After the... incident, Elliott no longer wants anything to do with him or his family and that is all he will say on the matter.






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? Robin Winters ?

The only reason Elliott hasn't kicked Robin off the team yet is simple: Jaycee. At first, Elliott did try to get along with Robin as he knew it may make a good impression on his twin sister, but his whole 'I'm such a kind and giving person, everyone loves me!!' sets him off like a raging time bomb and his frequent disobedience towards him as Captain makes him even more insufferable. Jocks are supposed to be feared upon, and his stupid Little-Mr-Sunshine facade ruins everything Elliott has worked for. So he forces him to mirror what he believes to be the 'ideal jock', Robin rebels, Elliott gets angry, he teaches him a 'lesson' and the cycle continues. Elliott mainly doesn't care about anyone at Riverdell and imposes order because it's what he's expected to do, but God he really fucking hates this chipmunk.
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? Nicolas Shrine ?

Although Elliott and his pack of meatheads are usually seen picking on the Rich Kids group, they don't fuck with Nico, mainly because of who his father is and as far as he's aware, he's not very keen on the Rich Kids either so that only makes it easier for the two to avoid each other. Not to mention he's Jaycee's best friend, which does bubble up a pit of envy in his stomach, but regardless he's still kind of nice to him solely for the purpose of getting on Jaycee's good side. He seems like a fairly OK guy, though if it weren't for his dad and his friendship with Jaycee, Elliott would probably give him the same fate he's given to every other Rich Kid at Riverdell.



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? Aspen Prescott ?

Theater Girl, Deaf Girl, Robin's Friend, there are a lot of labels Aspen carries around of which Elliott is more than aware of, but he doesn't mess with her despite her being a Theater Kid, mainly because he knows what it's like to have a disability even if he's not completely blind. It does irritate him that she's so much taller than him, but then again Elliott wants to rip the head off of anyone who's not shorter than him, he'll mock her friends and pick on the rest of her geek pack as it's pretty much an Unwritten Rules of Being A Jock, but he tiptoes around her and tries to avoid crossing her path since she seems like a good person, though he knows she'll always think of him as a giant asshole.
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? Lucas Clementine ?

Elliott hates Lucas, and Lucas hates Elliott, it's a simple life. If it were for Elliott, which technically it is, he'd kick his stuck-up know-it-all ass off the lacrosse team, but he just so happens to also be friends with Noelle (is there anyone she's not friends with?) and as much as he hate to admit it, he's actually a really good player. If anything, he's just a male version of Nanea who already makes Elliott want to punch himself in the face and his mere obnoxious presence is a colossal pain up his ass.
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? Delilah Denton ?

Elliott actually kinda likes Delilah, even though the feeling is most evidently not mutual. She's humble and sweet and she doesn't deserve all the shit she gets for her allergies (which are honestly pretty amusing to him) and her mom's witch thing, even if it is a little weird, but hey different's good right? Sometimes they talk casually during class which is nice for a change as she doesn't seem to be intimidated by him or hate his guts. She does appear to be a little self-conscious and insecure which he thinks is a shame as he really would like to get to know her, but he highly doubts someone like her will ever be friends with someone like him.



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? Brenna Vincent ?

Elliott doesn't have any specific reason to hate Brenna, which is why he hates her. She's smart, she's decently respected at school, she has friends, people like her, her life is essentially perfect and Elliott is furiously envious of that. She seems not to be fazed by any of his comments and always snaps back at him with something 10x wittier + smarter, which enrages him even more- if that's somehow possible. She's also by some means managed to avoid most of his torment, probably because she's such a midget, and bypass all his attempts to harass her.


What a bitch.
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? Riley Bates ?

Riley and Elliott, much like he and Noelle, have had a sibling bond ever since they "dated" in their freshman year. The only reason the two went out in the first place was to gain an identity at Riverdell their first year, which proved successful later on, but instead of becoming a couple they somehow ended up blowing over the typical jock and cheerleader mask after ditching a movie to hit up a pizza place and befriending each other. They both know every dirty little detail about each other's lives and Elliott supported Riley throughout her entire pregnancy in every way he could, he was devastated when she left in junior year but understands why she did it and is extremely excited for her to come back senior year.
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? Jaycee Winters ?

From the moment he laid eyes on her, Elliott knew Jaycee would be the only girl he'd be chasing for the rest of his high school career. Sure, lots of boys and girls were attracted to Jaycee, who wouldn't be? She's absolutely breathtaking, but Elliott fell for her rebelliousness, her mystery and how she didn't need to fit in because she was one of a kind. Despite all his efforts and the amount of money he blew to buy her things that he couldn't afford, Jaycee never showed the slightest amount of interest in him, in fact every time he tried to do something to show her how he felt she'd basically spit on him. However during their last few months of junior year, on a lonely night, the two had a fling and Elliott immediately assumed that meant they were a thing now, only to be crushed by heartbreak upon her laughing in his face the next day. Elliott hasn't spoken to her since, still unable to accept the fact that the only girl he's ever truly cared about will never see him the same way he sees her.

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? Emma Evangelista ?

Elliott was never very inclined towards getting to know Emma, she was weird and freaky and everyone knew that that gay emo loser Andrew was her brother, but there was one thing that made Elliott befriend her; her close friendship with Jaycee. Of course, who else would Jaycee choose as her partner in crime other than Miss Psycho Eyes? In yet another desperate attempt to get the girl of his dreams to fall for her, in his freshman year when Emma was a sophomore, he somehow manage to win over Emma's trust and casually hung around her during free period, greeted her in the hallways, striked up conversation when possible and refrained from teasing her and her brother. Overall it worked out pretty well, he never intended to get too close with her as his ulterior motive was to get to Jaycee, but Emma was surprisingly a cool person and the two got along well despite their extreme differences in various ways. That was until the the end of the year party and Emma's "accident". Ever since, something has been off about Elliott, he's avoided the Kozlow family and the entire subject completely as if he were hiding from the plague.

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N A M E


Riley Mae Bates


A G E


Seventeen


G E N D E R


Female

N I C K N A M E S


Riles


S E X U A L I T Y


Heterosexual


B I R T H D A Y


April 28th

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Standing at five foot six inches, Riley has been through fairly a couple changes the past year and a half or so. Her love for cheerleading and dance is what has kept her in shape for her whole high-school life. Toned legs, slim waist and perfect curves. That was till she fell pregnant and of course, gained weight like any normal typical woman. Though after the birth of her baby boy, she has had to work out and exercise till she managed to get back her previous body, but of course, she has not exactly gotten there yet.


Her bright, blonde hair hangs down just below her shoulders in natural wavey-straight locks but can be seen curly on the occasional days. Her eyebrows are generally left a natural thickness and are just a little arched. Identifying her eyes can be quite difficult as they tend to be seen as either light blue or light green; though they are very light green.


Her usual clothing attire consists of bright, light colors such as baby blue, orange, red, white, and many more. She loves to show off her legs by wearing shorts, and to top them off, she wears casual tank tops or jumpers. When she feels like it, she may even throw on a dress. For shoes, she either slips on a pair of flats or sneakers, mainly in white.

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R E P U T A T I O N


An ex-cheerleader and returning student to Riverdell High School.


Maybe your worst nightmare.


T R A I T S


✘ Irritable ✘ Over Attached ✘ Loose-tongued ✘ Sarcastic


✓ Intelligent ✓ Passionate ✓ Kind ✓ Endearing ✓ Comforting


P E R S O N A L I T Y


Before Riley had left for a gap year off school, she was your stereotypical blonde cheerleader. She partied, stayed out late, dated guys and drank. She wasn't the type of girl you'd approach and make friends with effortlessly in light of the fact that she hung out with the cheerleaders and jocks; the popular group. The ones you feared or hated.


Quick to pass judgement, and insult and even bully other individuals; she views her bitchy behaviour as honesty and genuineness. Riley seems to find no issue flaunting her spot on the social ladder that is high school or to be promiscuous to remain on top as she cares very much about her image. Riley prizes her appearance very highly and believes that good taste is everything; she isn’t afraid of dropping serious cash on clothes and making sure everyone knows about it.


Though she is also known to be manipulative and persuasive. Riley tries to get what she wants, when she wants through scheming, always making plans that would have results in her favour, but most times it backfires which may result in a bitch fit. She can be seen as extremely emotional at certain times for ridiculous reasons, and gets jealous quite easily, especially when it concerns her sexual partners; though she does this because she is simply lonely, which is why she wants to show off her image and reputation.


L I K E S


Writing stories: Nobody really knows as she keeps it to herself, but she enjoys writing all sorts of genres. Romance, horror, action, anything.


Dancing: Ever since she was four years old, she absolutely loved dancing. Her parents knew it was her thing.


Staying up late: She's gotten used to it ever since Elliot was born, but actually genuinelly enjoys it now.


Pumpkin scented candles: It has a very interesting, equisite scent to it.


D I S L I K E S


Babies crying: All it does is make her want to cry and over-worry herself.


Spiders: Anything that crawls gives her the shivers, especially spiders.


Scary movies: They give her the creeps. Literally. Although she knows they aren't real, they'll scare her either way.


Her mother: It still surprises Riley that she abandonded her when she came to her in a terrible situation.


F E A R S


Pnigerophobia: Riley discovered this fear when she began choking on popcorn, and ever since she fears choking or being choked.


Traumatophobia: Breaking her leg was one of the worst moments of Riley's childhood. Now she's extra cautious about her actions.


Atychiphobia: Nobody wants to fail in life. Riley really wants to go into the fashion industry.


Q U I R K S / H A B I T S


Cracking her fingers: When Riley is put on the spot or begins to get nervous, she generally cracks her fingers to make herself a little more relieved.


Writing left-handed: It's funny because Riley is usually a right-handed type of person, but when she writes she uses her left hand. She finds it more comfortable.

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Riley was born in the middle of the night on the 28th of April. Her parents; Johnathan Bates and Rosa Bates/Marsland were only in high school at the moment of time, aged seventeen and eighteen. Due to being careless and not using any protection, Rosa ended up pregnant when she gave up her virginity to her boyfriend, Johnathan. Although the two had been arguing throughout the nine months of Rosa being pregnant, they both loved each other dearly and knew that nothing would get in between them and their new baby girl - Riley.


Thankfully, they did manage to stay together till Riley turned five, however, Johnathan had fallen in love again with another woman. Though Rosa was heartbroken when she found out, she was not that surprised considering they were high school lovers and only ended up together because of Riley. Soon the two split up and eventually went their separate ways; Riley ended up staying with her mothers and visited her father on the weekends who lived in an apartment alone. Her mother had simply drilled into Riley's mind - ever since we was young - that her father didn't love neither of them anymore, that he simply wanted to start off fresh. The visits to her father ended shortly as she grew up and went to high school, focusing more on her studies and cheerleading rather than wasting her time on her 'so-called' father.


Riley's popularity in high school increased hugely due to her joining the cheerleading team; not taking any notice of who they truly were. Her friends, looks, grades and attitude began to change after this. Pushing aside the 'losers' away, as what the cheerleaders used to call them, Riley left her old friends to begin hanging out with popular ones - jocks and cheerleaders. Her grades dropped, not so much, but not to her full effort. Being a cheerleader to her was much more important than her studies, though she always dreamed of getting into the fashion industry. Although Riley changed as a whole person to everybody, the real Riley was still inside of her - just hard to find.


One night when Riley turned fifteen, she and her friends had decided to go out to a karaoke bar just for the fun of it. That was when she met him. Who she thought would be the love of her life forever, but really wasn't. Alex Cruz. A singer and guitarist that Riley had taken an interest in as she watched him play on stage. Being the flirty, confident cheerleader, she 'was', she introduced herself to him and they got off perfectly; having the same likes and dislikes. Although he was three years older than her, which she had not expected, to be honest, they both really liked each other. At first, she was surprised once he told her - her first reaction was to end all connections with him, but the two couldn't stay separated from each other; constantly texting and calling each other. Behind her mother's back.


A month or so after Riley had turned sixteen, she and Alex were still in a relationship; just closer than before. She spent nights at his flat, went out with him more often and the two even used to sing and dance together. He treated her perfectly. Until one night, when she was under a lot of pressure because of Alex. He had somehow influenced her into drinking alcohol when the two were at his apartment, alone. Being the first time Riley had ever gotten drunk, the two somewhat began to fool around which eventually led into them having sex - for Riley's first time. Biggest mistake of their lives. Two weeks later, she was pregnant. All her future careers; sucked down the drain. More arguments with her mother about how Riley had ruined her life and soon she was kicked out. The only person she could turn to was her father; a single man living on his own who had happened to be very understanding about the situation, taking her into his own care which her mother approved of. Riley's views somewhat changed ever since then though she did not want to believe that her mother, all along, was a manipulative liar.


Alex, who was nineteen and living his life going into his future career; barely had time to visit Riley throughout her pregnancy. He was often out of the country for concerts and tours as his band somewhat had gotten more popular ever since that night in the karaoke bar. This meant that he barely visited Riley, even if he had loved her a lot, he still chose to put his band and music career in front of her. When her baby bump began to show, she'd grown very afraid of what the students in school would say if they had found out she was pregnant; which resulted in her taking the rest of the school year off with the permission of the headmaster only if she would be studying at home. Without a reason to her friends, she disappeared, moved house (to her father's) and even changed her phone number so that nobody could get a hold of her. This left her very heartbroken, alone and an emotional mess throughout the nine months of pregnancy, although her father was always there for her.


The day Riley's water broke and she had been sent to the hospital, Alex showed up as soon as he heard the news though he wasn't on time and missed the process of Riley having a little baby boy. The two decided on naming him Elliot. Currently, at this moment, he is three months old. Ever since the day of the hospital; Alex has barely come to visit Riley and Elliot. Other than the occasional video calls and texts, that his how he usually contacts them. Riley, still completely in love with Alex, is finding it hard to get over the nineteen-year-old, who barely gives her any attention. Now that she is heading back to school for her Senior year; she's terrified as people were definitely going to be questioning her disappearance and although her father has suggested moving out of the country, Riley loves the town too much as it holds many of her memories of her growing up - she would prefer it for Elliot to grow up in her hometown. At the moment, she's been trying her best to look for a job as her father is struggling to take care of her and Elliot.

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U S E R N A M E


@ReturnOfRiles


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☯ = Neutral | ☼ = Friends | ⍟ = Good Friends | ☠ = Enemies | ♥ = Crush

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Jamie Oliver Parrish ☠


Riley isn't too phased about Jamie. She could care less if he liked her or not, but that's only because she's higher on the hierarchy than he is. She only ever talks to him if she wants or needs something.


@GiannaCoco

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Andrew Emile Kozlow ☠


Riley hasn't really ever spoken to the boy, but all she's heard and knows - by her crowd - is that he's the pessimistic, emo boy that hates everything and everyone. He's just another person who hate her.


@pulpfiction

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Elliott Parker Chaudhry ⍟


Elliot is like a brother Riley never had. They dated once. But it didn't work out. Instead they became best friends. He was there for her throughout pregancy and she was there for him. They both support eachother.


@boyguro

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Nicolas Francis Shrine III ☯


Riley thinks Nico is cute, appearance wise. She probably would never approach him because along with everybody else, he probably didn't like her so she never really bothered trying to talk to him.


@CloudyBlueDay

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"Oh, I'm just here because someone asked me to be."
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Requisite

FULL NAME


Nicolas Francis Shrine III


NICKNAME


Nico, Nick, Nicky (Usually goes by Nico.)


AGE


18


GENDER


Male


SEXUALITY


Closeted Bisexual

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Appearance

DESCRIPTION


This kid cleans up well. More often then not he comes to school in full suits, hair combed to the point of oblivion and teeth whitened so harshly you can't even see when you look at him. He's got a steely gaze on those days, when he's dressed like a prince, and despite his social status, will always head for the seat at the back of the class whenever he can.


Though strangely, there are a few days of the week where he comes in looking like any other, perfectly normal kid. Jeans, sweaters, and you think to yourself, that isn't the same boy I saw yesterday. But yes, yes it is. How does the kid from the richest family get away with looking like that every so often? Who the hell knows.


Those days are when you see the real cute kid, not the prettied up doll. Floppy brown hair, the deep black-brown eyes, and that silly little smile when he cracks a terrible joke. And yet there's always something about him, no matter how much you think he's letting loose, he's still the son of the most prestigious family in Riverdell. No, he can't let loose.


HEIGHT & WEIGHT


5'11 - 130 lbs


PHYSIQUE


Average height, fairly well muscled.


WARDROBE


Sometimes he's dressed in the most expensive suits you can possibly imagine, with those fancy black dress shoes and perhaps a suave tie, other days he comes in with a warm fuzzy jacket and jeans with some superhero t-shirt. The one item that is consistent with both outfits is a brown leather satchel bag, very worn out. He keeps all his books, including his sketchbook, in there.
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Persona

PERSONALITY


A lot of people forget who he is; more often then not he's labeled as the quiet kid in the corner, a lot of times looking very "artistic" when he doodles those passing by at lunch. He's hardly associated with the Rich Kid group, though they always kinda block his way in the halls and try to make him feel like he's missing out on the greatest group of all time. Nico could care less and they never get too close, no one ever gets too close.. being the son of one of the most powerful men in Riverdell does tend to scare some people away. He's grown fairly used to it.


He's not that stereo-typical shy kid, not at all. He just tends to get clammed up when talking to people he doesn't trust. He's quiet, yeah, but if you strike up a conversation with him he'll do his best. Tell him a bad joke? You're off to a great start. Lean over him while he's trying to draw? Ah.. bad start. Yeah.. this kid's all over the place. The richest of the rich, yet sometimes he comes looking like the poorest of the poor, and he can draw. He draws all the time, actually, and often gets poor marks because his homework is covered in sketches. Yet.. he's never submitted a piece in any art competition, not a single drawing is in the display case, and if you ask to see what he's doing, he will slam his sketchbook closed and start talking about politics to get you off his back.


There's only a couple people who get to see Nico, actually. He's a funny and enjoyable guy to spend time with, he really is. He's gentle, affectionate.. something about him, even when he trusts you completely, is still shy and tentative, like he's going to screw everything up if he does something wrong.. and it's somehow a part of his charm. The way he talks is very unsure, he tends to look behind as if someone's always watching.


He's a big dreamer. Nicolas often enjoys staying up in the early hours of the morning, just staring out the window, letting his mind run wild. He's constantly feels the weight of his family name, and always wonders how he's ever going to escape it. But.. he can't escape it if he wants to go to art school, and there's no way he can go to art school with his father on his back. There's no way to win. "You've got to be a business man, a strong, powerful figure." Says his father. But he can barely strike up a conversation with a fellow classmate without saying something stupid or clamming up... powerful figure my ass.


He finds solace in dressing like he isn't who he is. It's kind of shameful, to run away from the "greatness" he's been set up with, but he's got so much to live up too.. goals he's expected to achieve, though he knows he never will. Could he, if he tried? Perhaps.. but no part of him wants too.


Constantly struggling to find his own way and live the life he truly wants, yet always facing the fact that he'll probably never get there.

LIKES


-Cozy, warm, quiet places


-Drawing


-Stargazing


-Music


-Corny jokes


-The word "kapow"

DISLIKES


-His social status


-The things he's expected of


-The wealth he has


-His house


-His father


-The numerous extracurricular activities he is forced to attend

TRAITS


- Sarcastic | Tentative | Shy | Doubtful | Pressured


- Humorous | Kind | Artistic | Observant | Affectionate


FEARS


Never finding friends or love because of his family name


Not getting to pursue the career he wants


The constant pressure of his social status + wealth


Losing people he cares for


Drowning


REPUTATION


The really quiet rich kid that can draw... oh, wait, he's a Shrine? Fuck.

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Background

BACKSTORY


Nicolas Francis Shrine was born April 12th, 1997, to Carl and Alice Shrine. Nico considers that as the only time his parents both looked at him with hope in their eyes. His parents were some of the richest people in the small town of Riverdell. They donated money to numerous organizations in the town, churches, schools, their name was on everything. Why? Perhaps because they had so much money to throw around, they ran out of things to spend it on. That's what it seemed like, at least.

Since the moment he was born, he had a burden to carry, and anything other than greatness was not even fathomable. The fact that he grew up with such a weight on his shoulders made his only desire to be absolutely worry free. Which, was exactly what he was never going to get.


Both his mother and father were hardly ever home. He was majorly in the care of nannies and maids, the majority of them mean and strict, causing Nico to only retreat into himself further. Even at an early age, he was a very quiet boy, and with his father and mother's social status he was often shoved into the spotlight against his own will. There's many pictures and videos of him hiding behind his mother's dress. His parents kept on making excuses like "Oh, he's just being shy today," "Oh, look at our quiet little boy, how darling," But he would often be scolded later at home.


One of the first times he actually spent time with his prestigious family was a vacation to Hawaii. It was actually very enjoyable, the beautiful ocean, digging up sand crabs and looking for star fish. He was six, maybe seven - too young to realize how quickly a hidden current can rip the feet out beneath you and swallow a person in the ocean's gaping maw. Yet it wasn't him who found out. In one moment he was playing on the sand, watching his mother swim out into the water, when suddenly - gone.


Was it bad to say he hardly remembered her now? That all he remembered of the funeral was how itchy the tuxedo was, and how sad everyone looked, and how lots of people came up to him to tell him they were sorry about his mom, and how he'd rather just go hide in his room. It was just him and his father left. The already large estate they owned was so much emptier. Their life got a lot quieter after that. No more big parties he was dragged along too, hardly any flashing cameras.... he liked it a lot better. His father spent a lot less time at home, giving Nico the chance to actually do the things he wanted. He could even get away with going to school in clothing he actually enjoyed wearing. Their house was quiet, but Nico liked the quiet.


So.. life went on. He went to school, got good grades, started teaching himself how to draw and absolutely fell in love. His father humored him when he asked to buy a sketchbook and some art supplies, saying something like "You can fool around with it as a hobby, but don't slack off in your studies because of it." Well, he might've slacked off.. a whole lot. He found it so much easier to express his emotion through art, and it made him feel so much.. lighter. Nico didn't have to hold all his feelings inside of him anymore, and he found himself smiling a lot more often.


It was nearing the end of his sophomore year, one of the emo looking chicks slammed into him in the halls. It seemed almost purposeful, and his sketchbook went flying out of his hands, loose papers going every where. She bent to pick them up for him, much to his dismay. "It's alright, you don't have to," He protested. Nico didn't want anyone looking at his artwork. She hadn't said anything in response, just handing him the last of his papers. He'd seen this girl around; Jaycee Winters. Back then she wasn't as famous for her deeds as she became in her junior and senior years, but there was that troublesome spark in her eyes back then too. Back at home, he found one paper missing. Maybe it had slipped between the cracks under the lockers, or.. had she? After the weekend, everyone came back to the school to find the main hallway spray painted. With Nico's design. Of course, no one knew it but him.. and Jaycee. It was quickly painted over, of course, but that didn't change the fact that she'd done that. He didn't even know why. She didn't show up to school for two weeks after that. Word on the street was she'd been suspended, and after approaching her brother in the hallways, he confirmed it.


On the first day she was back in school, she avoided him in the hallways, sat as far away from him as she could in class. Only when she was leaving did he finally manage to pull her aside.


"Well, look at that. You finally found me." She was playing with him, taunting him.


"Why'd you spray paint my drawing on the walls?" He blurted.


"Because it was pretty." She said simply.


"But you got suspended."


She raised an eyebrow. "So?"


That was it. All she had to say was "So?" If Nico had gotten suspended, his father may as well have disowned him. And the way she said it -- as if nothing mattered. Wasn't she worried about her life, how she was going to support herself?


"..okay." He mumbled in response, and she threw her head back and laughed.


"You should draw me something else."


"So you can get yourself arrested instead of suspended?"


"Sure."


They spent lots of time together after that - she was the only one he showed his art too, and he was the only one she opened up too. Any moment of free time he had, he spent it with her. They spent lots of time watching the sunset, clinking beer bottles and talking for hours on end.


"Well, Missus Jaycee, I am quite sure a child of the esteemed Shrine family shalt not be hanging out with a rebel such as yourself."


"Fuck you, Nicky."


And then.. she died. So many died. He'd lost his mother, but she wasn't ever.. she never loved him, really. She didn't leave a mark. Jaycee was truly the only person he'd cared for, and she was gone. And his father stepped right up as principal of Riverdell High as if it were nothing.


Nico didn't get angry often.. but he'd never been filled with so much rage. Rumors were being passed around that his dad had planned the whole thing to take control of the school, and of course he blocked it all out, but slowly the thought of made him wonder. Is my father really capable of doing such a thing?


SECRETS


It's not exactly a "secret" that his father is Carl Shrine, but he does try to keep it on the down-low if possible.


That he has no intention of taking his father's place and wants to go to art school.


That he wants nothing to do with his wealth.
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Relationships

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?Robin Winters: Nico desperately wants to talk to Robin about Jaycee, but isn't sure how to approach him. He knows they weren't close, he just wants someone to mourn with him, but Robin looks twitchy and frankly he doesn't believe it's a ... er.. good time.

Jaycee Winters: After snatching one of Nico's designs and spray painting it on the school walls, the two began to form a close bond. She was one of the only people he really felt comfortable around, and would consider her to be his best friend. You know, until she died.


? Jamie Parrish: Jamie and Nico haven't talked much, they're both kinda quiet so they don't often chat, though Jamie seems nice enough. He's kinda cute.


? Nanea Gabriel: Nanea, despite all her trophies and accomplishments, still feels the need to make friends with Nico just because of his dad. Nico of course, having gone through this many times, can see right through Nanea and therefore hates her.


? Elliott Chaundry: Nico's seen Elliott shove around a lot of the Rich Kid group, but since Nico is hardly associated with them. he's managed to steer clear of a beating. Why someone feels the need to be such an asshole, Nico doesn't know, but he isn't really ready to start making friends at risk of losing a few teeth. Jaycee mentioned something about him having a crush on her one time. It's kind of hard to imagine such a mean guy having a "crush".


? Lucas Clementine: To put it simply: Lucas talked shit about Jaycee, Nico overheard it, and because Nico isn't about to fight someone on the lacrosse team, he silently hates Lucas from afar. Like a wimp.


? Aspen Prescott: Another incident where someone "discovered" his drawings. Aspen has asked Nico multiple times to design sets and props for her theater productions, and he's happy to oblige, as long as she never says it's him. She's done a good job of keeping his secret so far, leading him to trust her more and more. He thinks it's cool she's deaf, and how she doesn't let it stop her.


? Noelle Sturgess: Noelle seems to be pretty friendly, and she has spoken to him on occasion, but Nico really hasn't found the confidence to mumble a very squeaky little "hi" at the times when they bump into her. She's.. sorta.. pretty.. maybe.


? Delilah Denton: Nico, sadly, was not lucky enough to score a seat at the back in all his classes, and that means eventually someone was going to get a good view of him doodling in class. Lucky for him, that person happened to be Lilah. He thinks she's cool, and they've spoken once or twice but he can't bring himself to say much and he gets fairly pissed with himself. Also. Having a witch mom sounds both ridiculous and cool at the same time.


? Andrew Kozlow: For some reason, whenever Nico walks past Andrew, he just knows that he is being hated from afar. Why? Nico has no damn clue. They've never even spoken but Andrew really dislikes him for some reason, and he was even friends with Jaycee! Was Jaycee saying bad things about him? ..whatever. He ignores it as best he can.



? Riley Mae Bates: Nico doesn't care much for Riley. He doesn't bother with the crowd she hangs with, nor does he find himself attracted to her. She looks pretty bitchy.


? Brenna Vincent: She's so cool. And her music is so good, and the fact that she has the confidence to broadcast her talents to the whole school! Nico's just in awe of her, and lots more that she seems interested in talking to him sometimes. Usually his sentences come out muffled and quiet but he's trying.
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