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[i]A rather pretty girl, Hazel is mostly known for her lovely red hair and her strange, mystical, and maybe even witchy eyes. She stands at about 5'10 and is thin and lanky, mostly due to her constant forgetfulness to eat and stay healthy. Her face is small and pale, and is heavily freckled, especially in the sunnier months. Hazel's lips are somewhat large and always curled into a pout, while her nose is small and rounded. Her eyes seem to be blue-green, and almost have a silvery appearance to them. She is rarely seen in anything too fancy, oft preferring sweats and sweaters over dresses and heels, and her hair is normally loose and messy around her face. She is very sensitive to make up and sunlight, and gets rashes and burns easily due to her pale, freckled skin.[/i][/center]

[b][u]Name:[/u][/b] 
Hazel "Red" Barwicke
[b][u]Age:[/u][/b]
16
[b][u]Year:[/u][/b]
Third Year
[b][u]Normal or Supernatural:[/u][/b] 
Clairvoyant (Unaware) - Sees the future through reflective surfaces, more so TVs and computer screens, and hears whispers through phones and during her dreams. Most of her precognition are hard to decipher and rarely wrong, but she has learned to somewhat use them to her advantage, even if she just thinks of them as mere lucky streaks. Also spiritually sensitive, and can see ghosts and other supernatural phenomena. 

[b][u]Personality:[/u][/b]
Hazel is a clever and quick-witted young woman, with a sharp tongue and a direct way of approaching things. She is not afraid to speak her mind and will more times then not fight for what she believes is right before truly thinking into it. Very curious towards things that seem strange and loves to go out and adventure whenever she gets a chance. Typically cynical of most people, she is overly polite and quiet around strangers, and at times even friends, unless they are doing something outright wrong or immoral in her eyes. If that is the case, then she will not hold back on insults or reprimands until she feels it is right to stop. Over all introverted, she is easy to talk to but looses energy easily if around too many people, and after parties or large excursions she normally allows herself a day or two alone to relax and recharge. Plagued by visions and voices when both asleep and awake, Ash rarely sleeps well, and is rather forgetful. There are many times when she has forgotten to eat or speak during her daily life, which leaves her family a bit worried for her well-being.

Absolutely loves poems, and has a rather clever mind. She could write music and lyrics for hours without stopping, and many times she has done exactly that. Easily stressed out, Hazel has trouble keeping calm at times, and if she gets too far into her panic she may suffer for anxiety attacks and other mildly worrying forms of panic. While she does her best to stay afloat in school, she can very quickly get discouraged if she is unable to do something as easily as she would like. Most of her stress is bore from her lack of sleep and her parents wish for her to keep doing well in school, and while some would say for her to simply take a break and nap it just isn't that easy. Excels in English and music classes, while she is relatively okay at math and science.

Around TVs, phones, and other tech-related devices she is rather nervous. Her powers usually seem to filter through the slender, hole-ridden telephones or smooth, black screens of televisions, more clearly then anywhere else, so when she is close to any sort of electric based item she may hear whispers, or see images of the past or future. Her powers also filter in through still water, windows, mirrors, and dreams, and are overall very dull and hard to see and understand. She is unaware that this is even a power, instead thinking of it as her remembering something odd, like deja vu. She also seems to be sensitive to supernatural forces, and can at times see white outlines of people, or ghosts, as others would call them.

[b][u]Bio:[/u][/b]
Hazel was born into a normal, Irish family. She was the first (and only) child, heavily spoiled, and loved unconditionally by her doctor mother and lawyer father. Of course, due to her parents being busy with their work, she was often alone in her childhood, and though she acted like she didn't mind it kind of got to her eventually, leaving her to be a very withdrawn child. As she grew, Hazel began to notice all the people who lived in her house with them, like the man with the rope around his neck, and the children who often jumped from the railings to the foyer below while giggling hysterically. Hazel often told her parents of these people, but they brushed her off gently, calling them her "imaginary friends". And she soon began to believe they imaginary as well eventually.

The first time she heard whispers of the future was when she was ten, and she was home alone playing with her dad's old guitar. The phone rang suddenly from the kitchen, the old white land line phone that had been broken for the passed three weeks, and Hazel answered with slight hesitance. On the other end, whispers, excited and certain, filtered through and filled her mind with images. She saw a cat, a bad test grade, and an unfamiliar, sobbing child. So surprised by these images, Hazel dropped the phone and fell back, yelling out in fear as the images took over her mind and caused a massive headache. She was bedridden for two days, and when she finally was able to walk and talk without getting a migraine and a nosebleed she returned to school. On her way, though, she was caught up by the most adorable, yet familiar looking cat. She spent a few minutes trying to coax it forward before continuing on her way. In her second period science class, there was a sudden quiz, which she didn't do too well on, receiving a low seventy as a grade, and during recess, the new kid was being harshly bullied. Hazel witnessed all of this, feeling such a heavy sense of deja vu that she almost felt sick.

These odd phenomena continued happening, well into her middle school and then high school life, though she merely brushed them off as sleep-deprived hallucinations/lucky guesses. She was eventually enrolled into the Northwood Academy, and she transferred in during her sophomore year of high school.

[b][u]How You Came to the School:[/u][/b]
Transfer
[b][u]Preferred Dorm:[/u][/b]
Dorsey Hall