NAME: James “Jamie” Drummond
AGE: 16
YEAR: 2nd
NORMAL OR SUPERNATURAL?Supernatural – “Luck” or otherwise the art of making it through something by the skin of his teeth. (Perhaps it has to do with probabilities and an instinctual knowledge of them. Either way, Jamie has learned from past mistakes the dangers of relying on it too much.)
PERSONALITY:Jamie is the type to hate normality – he finds that a life without change and excitement is too mundane, too stagnant for him. He chases after thrills like a dog with a stick (minus the tongue-wagging). No danger is too huge, no task impossible for the courageous Jamie Drummond!
They say that Jamie is not quite right, that he doesn't look before he leaps and charges in like a bull. He's easy-going, certainly, but that doesn't mean he is mindful of his surroundings and those in it. His closest friends are the ones who can keep up with him, and those who
can't... well, they're not worth his interest. His utter lack of care towards his academic work (and obsession over the practical) is by no means a reflection of his intellect; however, his common sense has vanished – if it even existed in the first place.
A true extrovert, he doesn't like to be alone nor does he like to see it in others. He's also oh-so-very loud.
BIO:Born into a particularly wealthy Scottish family with a good reputation for business and a notorious one for scandals, Jamie had big shoes to fill. Tutored at home in addition to his normal Primary School work throughout all of his childhood years, it wasn't an excessively happy time and he lacked the freedom most children were given; however, his parents felt it necessary – not as naturally clever as many of his brothers and sisters, a head for business had to be drilled into him.
Even so, he always noticed something was different about himself, and so did others. His parents called him a “leprechaun” for his abnormally good luck, untamed and uncontrolled when he was younger. If he desperately wanted something (like to
win), he would – barely. His grades were consistently just above the pass mark every time, no matter where it was set at, and even waking up at the latest possible moment to go to school he would always somehow make it. It all came to a head in one particular incident at age eleven: a car accident with him as the pedestrian where he survived miraculously unscathed.
It was only when he started stretching the limits of his strange luck that it began to fail him (and as a result, he began to fail his tests). Quickly he shut it off – clearly it only 'guided' him so he still had to study, or wake up early enough to get to class – and after he grew up into a teenager, he honestly forgot all about it. It was just an overactive imagination trying to think of himself as something special, or at least, that's what he told himself.
Once enrolled in Northwood Academy on the suggestion of his aunt, he continued to pull a 'barely passing' GPA at 3.1, teeter around four tardies out of five, barely make curfew and survive all in all through sheer luck alone. The only thing he seems truly talented in is sports -- most if not all kinds.
HOW YOU CAME TO THE SCHOOL: Enrolled from Year 1 onwards.
PREFERRED DORM:Wells Hall