I just checked them out! I shall get a thing up for Sam as well! Also, I'll make some character sheets for the swim team!
Sure, if you want to!
Alice
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8 yrs ago
Having a health related episode right now. Depression/Anxiety is real strong with me today. Just feel empty. RP/writing used to be an outlet. I'm broken.
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Give me a chance! It's my birthday!
10 yrs ago
Think before speaking, don't post things when sleep deprived.
Bio
Name: Alice [Not really, but go with it]
Age: 33, but I don't feel like "adulting" today.
Location: USA
Age: 33, but I don't feel like "adulting" today.
Location: USA
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Sure, if you want to!
I can't believe I ran into Bonnie Beningsworth, the head cheerleader and she asked me to sit with her. They must want something from me. At least she told her friends I was cool. Ella inwardly grinned at the memory.
This is Ella. She's cool. Those words played through Ella's head as she sat next to Bonnie and her two perfect blonde friends. Their names are also just as perfect and cute as Bonnie's name. Ashley and Melodi, spelled with an “I” they told her.
“Hiya,” one of them said. Ella couldn't remember who was who. They looked so much alike that they could very well be twins and most likely were. “So I haven't seen you around before?” She popped her cotton candy bubble gum with a loud smack. It was the most annoying sound Ella had ever heard.
“Yeah, are you new?” The other one asked. She was also chewing gum that smelled of watermelon. They were not afraid to get right up in people's faces when they talked, making the popping and smells even more annoying. Ella might have been a lesbian and these girls might be very attractive and popular, but there was only so much one girl could handle.
Trying not to show her annoyance, she smiled, while brushing some hair out of her eyes. “I guess you could say that. I started at the end of last year.” Of course popular people like Ashley and Melodi, with an “I”, wouldn't notice her.
Bonnie placed a perfectly manicured hand on Ella's arm. “She's totally creative. Her style is a little different from ours, but she's got guts.” Ella blushed, wondering why Bonnie was saying things like that after only just meeting.
“Creative?” Ashley said, clicking her tongue against her teeth. Ella decided this one was Ashley and the other Melodi. The one she decided was Ashley had short, curled blonde hair and the one who was Melodi had very long; stick straight blonde hair, just like Bonnie did.
“Then you can join the decoration committee for the school dance.”
What? Me on the school dance committee? I have never even gone to a dance before! How can they have a dance with no boys, not that I care? I guess there must be an all boy's school local to us...
“We need more people with imagination. Nobody has any good ideas anymore.” Melodi pouted.
“Seriously? Why would you want me to help?”
“You might have fun,” Bonnie said, her eyes lighting up at the idea. “Look at the way you dress and the things you do to your hair.” Bonnie smirked. “I bet you even draw.”
So the cat is out of the bag, they want me to do some dirty work for them...
“How in the world can you possibly know I'm an artist?” Ella felt a little stunned. She did pride herself in her artwork, whether it was a drawing, painting or a written story.
Bonnie leaned closer to Ella and grabbed across her to where Ella's notebook for English class set. She pointed a long, slender finger at the cover a couple times, while looking up at Ella and smiling. “You can't exactly buy this notebook in the store. I mean the cover doodles don't come on it.”
It was true that Ella's notebook was covered in doodles, from the likeness of her mother, to pictures of roses and crosses, to flowers and music notes.
Melodi and Ashley leaned over and also looked at the notebook, wrinkling their noses at some of the doodles, because they were too dark for their taste, but they were well drawn all the same.
“Fine, I doodle. Still doesn't mean I'm as good as Picasso.”
“Who?” The twins asked.
Ella and Bonnie raised their eyebrows and then started to laugh, making the twins pout more than was necessary.
When the last class of the day let out, Ella excused herself from the cheerleaders. People called her weird, well cheerleaders were the weirdest of the bunch. If she heard one more bubble popping, she was going to go crazy. She walked out the classroom and made her way out the building. She already had her new room assignment and was curious about who her roommate would be.
"North dorm...hmmm..."
Ella walked the short distance, past the courtyard and down the sidewalk, taking a turn to go toward the dorm. When she got to the door, she hesitated. Should she knock? Deciding it was silly to knock, she tried the doorknob. It opened.
She walked in and looked around, finding the only person sitting and reading a book.
She's a reader, that's 1 point for her already. Hmm, she's cute. Ella made sure her hair wasn't messy, running her fingers through the short black locks. She looked down at her outfit, wondering what the girl would think of her. Today she wore a short black lacy skirt, with black knee high tights and black wedge pumps. Her top was a front laced corset. It left her arms and shoulders completely bare, also showing off her figure.
She subconsciously waited for the girl to look up and see her, knowing how much she hated when people interrupted her when she was reading.
This is Ella. She's cool. Those words played through Ella's head as she sat next to Bonnie and her two perfect blonde friends. Their names are also just as perfect and cute as Bonnie's name. Ashley and Melodi, spelled with an “I” they told her.
“Hiya,” one of them said. Ella couldn't remember who was who. They looked so much alike that they could very well be twins and most likely were. “So I haven't seen you around before?” She popped her cotton candy bubble gum with a loud smack. It was the most annoying sound Ella had ever heard.
“Yeah, are you new?” The other one asked. She was also chewing gum that smelled of watermelon. They were not afraid to get right up in people's faces when they talked, making the popping and smells even more annoying. Ella might have been a lesbian and these girls might be very attractive and popular, but there was only so much one girl could handle.
Trying not to show her annoyance, she smiled, while brushing some hair out of her eyes. “I guess you could say that. I started at the end of last year.” Of course popular people like Ashley and Melodi, with an “I”, wouldn't notice her.
Bonnie placed a perfectly manicured hand on Ella's arm. “She's totally creative. Her style is a little different from ours, but she's got guts.” Ella blushed, wondering why Bonnie was saying things like that after only just meeting.
“Creative?” Ashley said, clicking her tongue against her teeth. Ella decided this one was Ashley and the other Melodi. The one she decided was Ashley had short, curled blonde hair and the one who was Melodi had very long; stick straight blonde hair, just like Bonnie did.
“Then you can join the decoration committee for the school dance.”
What? Me on the school dance committee? I have never even gone to a dance before! How can they have a dance with no boys, not that I care? I guess there must be an all boy's school local to us...
“We need more people with imagination. Nobody has any good ideas anymore.” Melodi pouted.
“Seriously? Why would you want me to help?”
“You might have fun,” Bonnie said, her eyes lighting up at the idea. “Look at the way you dress and the things you do to your hair.” Bonnie smirked. “I bet you even draw.”
So the cat is out of the bag, they want me to do some dirty work for them...
“How in the world can you possibly know I'm an artist?” Ella felt a little stunned. She did pride herself in her artwork, whether it was a drawing, painting or a written story.
Bonnie leaned closer to Ella and grabbed across her to where Ella's notebook for English class set. She pointed a long, slender finger at the cover a couple times, while looking up at Ella and smiling. “You can't exactly buy this notebook in the store. I mean the cover doodles don't come on it.”
It was true that Ella's notebook was covered in doodles, from the likeness of her mother, to pictures of roses and crosses, to flowers and music notes.
Melodi and Ashley leaned over and also looked at the notebook, wrinkling their noses at some of the doodles, because they were too dark for their taste, but they were well drawn all the same.
“Fine, I doodle. Still doesn't mean I'm as good as Picasso.”
“Who?” The twins asked.
Ella and Bonnie raised their eyebrows and then started to laugh, making the twins pout more than was necessary.
When the last class of the day let out, Ella excused herself from the cheerleaders. People called her weird, well cheerleaders were the weirdest of the bunch. If she heard one more bubble popping, she was going to go crazy. She walked out the classroom and made her way out the building. She already had her new room assignment and was curious about who her roommate would be.
"North dorm...hmmm..."
Ella walked the short distance, past the courtyard and down the sidewalk, taking a turn to go toward the dorm. When she got to the door, she hesitated. Should she knock? Deciding it was silly to knock, she tried the doorknob. It opened.
She walked in and looked around, finding the only person sitting and reading a book.
She's a reader, that's 1 point for her already. Hmm, she's cute. Ella made sure her hair wasn't messy, running her fingers through the short black locks. She looked down at her outfit, wondering what the girl would think of her. Today she wore a short black lacy skirt, with black knee high tights and black wedge pumps. Her top was a front laced corset. It left her arms and shoulders completely bare, also showing off her figure.
She subconsciously waited for the girl to look up and see her, knowing how much she hated when people interrupted her when she was reading.
There's a post for you my dear! Hope it's okay!
Thanks! I changed Ella's pictures in her profile and added some secondary characters that I might use.
Alice's side characters to keep track of. These will come into play if and when the chance arises.
Bonnie Beningsworth
18
She is the head cheerleader of her squad at the boarding school. She's not as stuck up as some of them and likes to make friends with who her cheerleader friends might call outcasts.
Katie McGuire
18
Second in commend on the cheerleading squad and Bonnie's best friend. She's more on the stuck up, clueless side.
Ashley & Melodi Stephens (Twins)
17
They are also on the cheerleading squad. Though they are a little on the slow side and sometimes seen as stereotypically dumb, they are genuinely good people.
Bethany Beningsworth
10
Bonnie's sister.
Billy Beningsworth
8
Bonnie's brother.
Juliet Reynolds
35
Ella's mother.
Bonnie Beningsworth
18
She is the head cheerleader of her squad at the boarding school. She's not as stuck up as some of them and likes to make friends with who her cheerleader friends might call outcasts.
Katie McGuire
18
Second in commend on the cheerleading squad and Bonnie's best friend. She's more on the stuck up, clueless side.
Ashley & Melodi Stephens (Twins)
17
They are also on the cheerleading squad. Though they are a little on the slow side and sometimes seen as stereotypically dumb, they are genuinely good people.
Bethany Beningsworth
10
Bonnie's sister.
Billy Beningsworth
8
Bonnie's brother.
Juliet Reynolds
35
Ella's mother.
Oh! One quick thing. Did you want me to progress to when Ella moves in With Riviera?
Ah yes, you can do the time skip to the end of the day if you want with your character preparing for her new roommate. If that is fine by you.
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Ella waited for her classmates to pass her in the hallway, before secretly making her way to the old abandoned janitor's closet she had cleaned up in the beginning of the school year when she found it on accident. It was a good place for her to hide out during lunch and breaks; the door was even lockable from the inside. It felt like it had been made just for her.
She placed her lunch on the card table that had already been in the room and looked around at the posters, and magazine articles she had taped to the walls. Ella couldn't help sighing as she thought about being caught someday and being forced to eat lunch with all the other students. Though until then, she was going to get the most out of her safe haven.
It was just that she was a new student who had been enrolled in the last month of school last year. Now she was in the 12th grade and nobody seemed to know she was alive. They never talked to her, or made any indication that she even existed. She prided herself on being different and unique. Ella never wanted to look the same as someone else.
At the moment, her fascination was with the Gothic Style and nobody at this school wore as much black as she did. While she did not label herself as a goth, people at her boarding school already put her in that category. It was a stereotype she should have expected. Ella wore mostly dark clothing, her favorite being black and dark blue. She had naturally black hair that was styled in a cute bob around her head, with the ends on each side being slightly longer than the rest of her hair.
Though she liked to wear different color wigs and extensions, depending on her mood, she at the moment had her hair dyed with a couple red streaks. It was a natural dye and would wash out after a few washes. She hated putting anything in her hair that would damage it.
With her back to the door, she leaned her forehead against the coolness of the wall. It was two months into twelfth grade and still nobody had made any effort to get to know her. Even the teachers seemed to snub her. Ella was smart, though they never called on her to answer questions. Her papers always came back with A's, but nobody had ever praised her for her hard work.
She glanced over at her lunch. It was a sandwich and some grapes. She picked at it, eating a few grapes and a bite of the sandwich, but she had lost her appetite.
In know it is pathetic, but is it so much to ask for one person to be nice to me. It's like I have the plague. She rolled her eyes and sighed again. But I am not going to change who I am for this school. Mom and dad already went through so much trouble to get me here and finding a school with a lax dress code, so I can be myself.
The warning bell rang, making her jump out of her thoughts. She grabbed her trash and left the closet quickly, before anyone noticed her.
Maybe I will have some luck with my new roommate. I can't believe they are making me move already. Her last roommate had put up with her for the month last year and the two months this year, but was rather stuck up and complained to the staff about wanting a single room. Ella got kicked out and was waiting to hear where she would be moving to. She was supposed to know by the end of her classes.
It's two months into the school year. I wonder how many students need roommates. Most of them have been here since the beginning...
Whoever it was, she hoped they wouldn't give her trouble.
She placed her lunch on the card table that had already been in the room and looked around at the posters, and magazine articles she had taped to the walls. Ella couldn't help sighing as she thought about being caught someday and being forced to eat lunch with all the other students. Though until then, she was going to get the most out of her safe haven.
It was just that she was a new student who had been enrolled in the last month of school last year. Now she was in the 12th grade and nobody seemed to know she was alive. They never talked to her, or made any indication that she even existed. She prided herself on being different and unique. Ella never wanted to look the same as someone else.
At the moment, her fascination was with the Gothic Style and nobody at this school wore as much black as she did. While she did not label herself as a goth, people at her boarding school already put her in that category. It was a stereotype she should have expected. Ella wore mostly dark clothing, her favorite being black and dark blue. She had naturally black hair that was styled in a cute bob around her head, with the ends on each side being slightly longer than the rest of her hair.
Though she liked to wear different color wigs and extensions, depending on her mood, she at the moment had her hair dyed with a couple red streaks. It was a natural dye and would wash out after a few washes. She hated putting anything in her hair that would damage it.
With her back to the door, she leaned her forehead against the coolness of the wall. It was two months into twelfth grade and still nobody had made any effort to get to know her. Even the teachers seemed to snub her. Ella was smart, though they never called on her to answer questions. Her papers always came back with A's, but nobody had ever praised her for her hard work.
She glanced over at her lunch. It was a sandwich and some grapes. She picked at it, eating a few grapes and a bite of the sandwich, but she had lost her appetite.
In know it is pathetic, but is it so much to ask for one person to be nice to me. It's like I have the plague. She rolled her eyes and sighed again. But I am not going to change who I am for this school. Mom and dad already went through so much trouble to get me here and finding a school with a lax dress code, so I can be myself.
The warning bell rang, making her jump out of her thoughts. She grabbed her trash and left the closet quickly, before anyone noticed her.
Maybe I will have some luck with my new roommate. I can't believe they are making me move already. Her last roommate had put up with her for the month last year and the two months this year, but was rather stuck up and complained to the staff about wanting a single room. Ella got kicked out and was waiting to hear where she would be moving to. She was supposed to know by the end of her classes.
It's two months into the school year. I wonder how many students need roommates. Most of them have been here since the beginning...
Whoever it was, she hoped they wouldn't give her trouble.
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