[center][img]http://i59.tinypic.com/2na6543.png[/img][/center] --- [center][img]http://i61.tinypic.com/2qnbjir.png[/img][/center] ✿[b]Name:[/b] [i]Barbara "Bambi" Greene.[/i] ✿[b]Nickname:[/b] [i]Bambi is just fine with her.[/i] ✿[b]Age:[/b] [i]Sweet 16[/i] ✿[b]Grade:[/b] [i]11th/Junior[/i] ✿[b]Personality:[/b] [i]Skittish. Nimble. Emotionally Withdrawn Unless Feeling Safe. Inconsistent. Curious.[/i] ✿[b]Random Facts:[/b] [i]During the weekend Bambi makes some spare change as a helper at a florist shop. However, whilst the school week is in progress she uses her growing skills to maintain, grow, and sell plants of the smoking type to the student body. She doesn't smoke it very often herself though, as it makes her nerves even more heart wrenching. She is very petite, barely 5 feet tall, and barely over 100 pounds soaking wet. [/i] ✿[b]Background:[/b] [i]"Bambi was a roe deer fawn born in a thicket to a young doe in late spring one year. Over the course of the summer, her mother taught her about the various inhabitants of the forest and the ways deer live. When she felt Bambi was old enough, she took her daughter to the meadow- which she came quickly to learn that it was both a wonderful but dangerous place." Why? It leaves the deer exposed and in the open. Not much really had changed when Bambi came to Tampa from Minnesota at the ripe age of 10. Sure, her mom got a boob job, and an apartment roof over their head, but no matter if you're in the farm lands in the midst of a meadow or a city filled with tons of people- that dirty exposed feeling never goes away. Bambi at first found the city to be absolutely terrifying, she often locked herself into her bedroom in the apartment for days on end, staring out the window with vacant eyes as the lights traveled by. "Oh..fuck me." she would sigh as the homework assignment upon homework assignment would pile upon her desk. The truancy officers never could help her with anything either; since her mother was always off parading around with the men of the town. Many times she was threatened to be sent to juvenile hall, but she always managed to slip on by from biting the bullet. Unlike her mother. Bambi's mother's suicide wasn't too much of a surprise to Bambi when the news came, sure she saddened but it was kind of like one of those situations where your ice cream falls off the cone and on to the floor. You can either cry and wish on a star it didn't happen or find a new scoop of ice cream. So she did. Moving just a few miles away to the city of Orlando, Bambi found residence with her aunt and even started attending a new high school. It had been about a year attending when Bambi decided to get a job as a floral assistant during the weekend to have enough money for personal pleasure items and a sense of independence from her overwhelmingly nice aunt. However, As she built her skills in the workplace, she discovered she had quite the talent for growing things, and began slipping into a 'city' way of life. She began selling weed to the kids at the school. Because of her quiet nature, she only has a few rare customers, but her reputation is slowly growing.[/i] [hider= Class Schedule] [i]✿ [1] Fine Arts ✿ [2] English ✿ [3] Algebra ✿ [4] Chemistry ✿ [5] US History ✿ [6] Lunch ✿ [7] Psychology ✿ [8] Spanish ✿ [9] Financing ✿ [10] Yearbook [/i] [/hider]