Post by emilymicheals on Mar 1, 2012 16:48:41 GMT -8
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 390px; border: 10px solid #1d1715; background-color: #e5e5e5] EMILY MITCHELL FULL NAME emily nichole mitchell NICKNAMES emily - em - emsy GENDER female SEXUALITY straight AGE & DATE OF BIRTH seventeen ; 02/08/1994 MEMBER GROUP high school student ABILITY None, human OCCUPATION model FACE CLAIM Alessandra Ambrosio THE TRAITS -Being herself in so many ways, she has always lived up to her parents standards.Being one of the richest, and well known families in California, she grew up thinking that she had to be perfect to make sure all eyes stayed on her, just how she liked them. If anyone even tried taking away her spotlight, she freaked out, making sure she went down the list of possible things she could fix about herself to make sure she quickly regained it. THE STORYBorn and raised in Los Angelas, California, it wasn't a big surprise she was healthy baby. Her mother and father made sure everything went perfectly through the pregnancy, no one wanted to a mentally challenged baby in Cali right? She was born at 11:58PM on March 6th 1994. Weighing in at 8 pounds 4 ounces she was the perfect little baby. When she turned five, everything seemed to be figured out for her. She would go to Yale after graduating Harbour, and raise a perfect little family on the beach next door to her parents. Yes, that was grounded into her head at a mere five. Kindergarten was easy for her, her parents wanted her to be the best in her class, so everyday of summer before kindergarten even started, they were teaching her how to write, read a couple small words and by Kindergarten year started, she was already writing her name and reading small books. The years leading up to 15 where simple. She found her passion in cheerleading and modeling. She got several modeling job when she turned fourteen, and by the time she was fifteen, already gotten half a dozen in three months and was willing to do almost any shoot just to be behind a camera. When she turned fifteen, she started taking tumbling and gymnastics, By the time she was sixteen, she had the popularity, the head cheerleading position, and, the title as head bitch. Nothing better with life right? When she turned sixteen, her whole world came crashing down. It was her usual outfit for a june day, one of the last days of school. She was dressed in some white shorts and a green tank top. Some cute sandals and her hair in a pony tail, like I said, regular outfit for the cheerleader. Well apparently one of the guys on the football team thought it would be a good idea just to go off on the new head chearleader for his bad day. All he did was simply walk up, stop her dead in her tracks. He was a senior football quarterback,the guy could make anyone stop. She giggled, as he talked to her, sweet talking his away into her heart, then BAM, it changed in an instant. He cussed her out, calling her every name under the sun, she was a slut, a whore, no one needed to see those hideous legs of hers. Some could have taken it the way most had, slapped him, and changed into some sweats and a hoodie. Making sure no one ever got to hurt her again with that weapon. But instead, she went into overdrive. She would/is working out twice to three times a day, making sure every part of her body is perfect. She never changed her style, it was part of who she was, but it didn't mean that day wasn't always replaying in the back of her mind. Making her remember why she didn't eat the cheeseburger, but the salad instead. Why she worked out instead of going to a frat party three times a week. It constantly showed her the faults in her body. . BEHIND THE MASK ALIAS fallen AGE 14 almost 15 ROLEPLAY EXPERIENCE Years FOUND US Add Clicking CODE WORD Karma is a Bitch OTHER CHARACTERS None Yet. ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE Maria wasn't the happiest person in the world at that moment walking through the halls. The pregnancy hormones had been throwing her regular teenage hormones out of whack. Already today, she had thrown up at least four times, blown up on Megan for no reason at all other than the fact for some reason that her wearing her uniform pissed her off, oh, and she didn't even talk to Justin today. Which, kind of hurt her, of course she wanted to talk to her boyfriend, and father of her child. But, she just wasn't feeling like herself today. She walked to lunch, the realized how much even the food made her stomach turn. So, she turned on her heel and walked to the library. She wasn't quite sure what she would do. Maybe scan another baby name book, or another book on how to promise a healthy baby. But she also just wanted to hang out with a friend and forget about all the rumors that had spread about her cheating on Justin, and that the baby wasn't truly his or whatever. She knew in her heart it was Justin's, and as long as her, and he knew that. Everything was ok in her book. Walking into the library, Maria looked around, and saw she was the only in there at the moment other than the librarian, so, she walked over to the history section, and just sat down on the floor. She could have cried in the bathroom, but then it would be all cliche' and she would rather be forced to be silent than allowed to be loud and obviously sad in the bathroom. So, she softly began weeping in the history section of the library. A good five minutes past, and the tears where dried and wiped away with the sleeve of Justin's school hoodie. She looked up with someone coughed, one of those fake, 'getting your attention' coughs that everyone had. Maria tried to put on a smile, but from what she could tell, it had epicly failed. "Oh.Hi."She spoke up to the [insert gender here]. "Am I in your way..?"She continued, quickly scrambling up and picking up her book bag and starting to walk away. . |
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