Wilson Alexander Sommers

Will or Alex

04/21/1997

18

Male

Straight

Single

High School Student

Mother - deceased
Father - Uncaring

Senior

Jock

Will towering height reaches 6'4" adding to his daunting appearance. He has a sharp face covered in long messy blonde hair with a small flip in the front. He doesn't spend too much time on it wanting it to have a natural look. His eyes are a blue-green that seem to pierce intimidatingly. One of the things he is known for is his glare that stops people in their tracks. The rest of his face is always cleanly shaved and neat. His voice is the second most interesting piece about Will. It is the most charismatic sound ever heard, like smooth silk, rivaling even Morgan Freeman. With it in combination with a intricate choice of perfect words, Will is a master at convincing people.
Will body although tall, is not unfit. He makes sure that his body is fit and lean. Not overly muscled, but enough so that he can appear intimidating and do well on the field. It also doesn't hurt that he looks good with his shirt off, lord knows he takes it off enough. His clothes are always up to date and with the trending fashion, although he has a particular taste for grays.

Cocky, egotistical, and way to full of himself are what most people think about Will. And they're not wrong. He looks down on everyone, even his closest friends. To him he is number one and no one even comes close to matching him. He is confident that when he walks into a room, he will always be the one walking out on top. However, this doesn't mean that Will is a bad person. He's not altogether good, but that's not to say he is intentionally mean. Most of the time. The way he see's it, it doesn't matter what other people think or feel. If they wanted to get to be like him, they could with some effort. Well, not like him, but close enough.
While Will does seem like the classic big headed jock of the school, not saying he isn't, he isn't dumb. He would never qualify as one of the nerds in terms of intelligence, but he has an eye for noticing things usually overlooked. Whether it's a subconscious gesture or an item out of place, he is usually the one to spot it first. If you try to question his intelligence or right to lead the team, you better be prepared to get hit. Fights aren't something he openly looks for, but he also never hesitates to get the upper hand in one.

Will grew up in Southern California. He was born to a Natasha and Skylar Aurum. His father was a very successful businessman. Successful and brilliant. He graduated college two years early to work in software development. It wasn't long before he owned his own company. Will grew up just like his father, they were both full of themselves. Natasha was nearly the complete opposite. She was kind and sweet the complete face of innocence. She worked in a volunteer animal shelter helping sick dogs and cats. She loved her job, almost as much as her only son. While Skylar treated his son like a client, his mother only showed his kindness. She was his comfort when he knew he would only receive a cold shoulder from his father.

When Will was entering high school his mother was diagnosed with cancer in her lungs. They tried all the treatments they could, but it was hopeless. The cancer was too strong to be beat. A week after Natasha died Will and his father packed up their bags and moved. They settled down in Beverly Hills. It wasn't too big of a change. The weather was still warm and the people were still uptight. He started Beverly Hills High as a freshmen and immediately took note of the hierarchy, and more importantly the King. He promised himself that someday that would be his spot. A freshmen with a dream for greatness. It was classic really. Thankfully, in the meantime, he could distract himself on the field. Junior year he was nominated the captain of the lacrosse team, his favorite sport.

Singing, though he doesn't plan on telling anyone. Ever.