Charlotte Sydney Cunningham.

Charlotte likes to be called Char or C.C. by her peers and people that really know her. If she doesn't know you for real then she'd prefer it if you call her by her name, Charlotte.

October 1st.

Twenty-three.

Libra.

Female.

Heterosexual.

Rich.

Trust Fund.

Journalism.

Psychology.

Charlotte models part time.

Upper Middle Class.

Avid Spender.

Charlotte's looks are one of a kind as she is known for her notable beauty. She has the looks that almost every girl wants and a smile that is to die for. She has blonde locks of her that cascades down well pass the middle of her back. Her hair is very voluminous as she likes to keep it straight or tied up in a ponytail. She is a very tall female, standing at a height of five foot ten. Charlotte has the perfect, slender figure as she weighs about one hundred and thirty-four pounds. Her eyes are a very bright, ocean blue colored and they are well rounded. Many people have said that her skin is so free of blemishes and flawless that even when she wears no makeup, she still looks stunning.

Charlotte wears anything that is trend or season, of course. She has to look fabulous or glamorous whenever she goes out. Charlotte wears only high end fashion designer labels. She likes to wear dark colored clothing along with scarves and shoes, too. Every outfit she has is color coordinated and she has an assortment of dresses and skirts along with a couple of pants, too.

✔ Social Media {Has a Twitter, Instagram, SnapChat & YouTube}
✔ Social Gatherings
✔ Crime Drama Shows {Law & Order: SVU and How To Get Away With Murder}
✔ Watching The Sunrise and Sunset
✔ Beaches
✔ Romance Novels & Movies

✘ Losing Her Social Status
✘ Late Afternoons
✘ Reality Television Shows {Especially The Real Housewives ones}
✘ Plain Ice Cream
✘ Being Compared To Other People

• Applies makeup and lip gloss at least twice a day
• Snickers during awkward silence
• Stutters whenever she is about to lie
• Curses like a sailor when she is upset

• Fashion & Photography
• Planning Events
• Binge Watching Netflix
• Archery
• Tennis

• Gaining Weight
• Tight Spaces
• Suffocation & Choking

Even though Charlotte has a slight temper whenever it comes to certain situations, or whenever she doesn't get her way, she will still have that natural, charismatic charm about her. Charlotte seemingly lives to inspire others to focus on their goals in life and follow their dreams without consequences. She likes living her life on the edge and to the fullest, instilling that towards just about anyone and everyone she meets. With that, many people find Charlotte to be very kind and a free spirited person. But other people or her haters, think that she gets whatever she wants just by snapping her fingers. Her charm and laid back persona actually attract and gravitate people towards her.

While Charlotta have many, many great traits, she also has some not so great traits, too. When she wants to be, Charlotte can be very cunning towards anyone that crosses her the wrong way. She will go to great lengths to make sure the person that crossed her will never be able to show their face anywhere within whatever region they are in. She also has a mild case of obsessive compulsive disorder and you will definitely see it if you stick around her longer enough. Charlotte doesn't really like to flirt with others but if someone was to come up to her and try to flirt, she'll definitely do it back. But it won't be to get far with that person unless she was truly attracted to them, she would mostly flirt for the adrenaline rush.

Beverly Hills, California.

Charlotte and her mother were not really rich for the start. It was when her mother, Sophia, became a widow after her husband died in a tragic and fatal car accident. At the funeral, there was a man that was a little bit too close to comfort around her mother and she grew suspicious. About a week later, her mother had packed up her things and told Charlotte to do the same because they were moving from California to go to New York City with her new husband, Ben Maddox. Ben is the CEO of several hotels in major cities within the United States and had a three bedroom penthouse in the Upper East Side of New York.

While Charlotte did not really like the new beau within her mother's life, she was honestly loving all of the perks that came with it. Ben supplied them with just about anything and everything they could ever think of. He ever started putting money in a trust fund account for Charlotte but kept quiet about it until she was to graduate high school but then she had to turn eighteen, as well.

Attending an elite private school in New York was not easy for Charlotte. Friendships have already been established and people felt a little bit threatened by her appearance. It wasn't until fashion week when she started to make friends because she was participating in the show. She quickly rose up to the ranks at school and within her social life. People were loving her more and more as she was very good at listening, understanding and giving advice.

A few years went by now and Ben finally told Charlotte about her trust fund. She was oddly excited to have one but knew she could not touch it until she was eighteen years of age. Her mother scowled at the thought but it was Ben's way or the highway. Upon graduation, Charlotte did not know which school she was going to. Around that time, her mother and went back to California and starred in a few films and television appearances. Charlotte called her mother and told her that she wants to go back to California, too and her mother had the perfect college for her.

As Charlotte said goodbye to Ben, he handed her a credit card and told her that was her trust fund. Even though she wasn't quite at eighteen, he thought that he had better give it to her now rather than later. Charlotte and Ben never really got along but in that moment, she gave him a hug and a kiss on the cheek then left for the airport. She met her mother at LAX and toured the campus of Hollywood University together. Her mother immediately approved and Charlotte was going to attend the prestigious collegiate institute.

She has been attending the campus since her Freshmen year, as she is now coming on to her Senior year. Charlotte has been given a part time job as a model but it doesn't really affect her grades or anything, neither. She adores the campus and glad that she attending the university. Charlotte would not really want to go anywhere else after being back in California for so long now and rekindled most of her friendships with her best friends.

Viola Davis.

Edgar Sean Beechman.

Edgar does not like to be called by his name, at all. He prefers to go by Eddie and will even introduce himself as Eddie towards other people.

September 6th.

Twenty-two.

Virgo.

Male.

Eddie is openly Bisexual but has a preference for males than females.

Poor.

Scholarship.

Criminal Justice.

Legal Studies.

Eddie works at the on campus bookstore, Books of Hollywood University.

Middle Class.

Eddie likes to spend his money carefully.

Eddie's appearance is something that is particularly model like. With an impending height of six foot two, Eddie towers over just about anyone that he meets - Unless they are taller than him, of course. His hair is more of a onyx and raven colored as he likes to keep it unkempt but runs his fingers through it to make it look somewhat stylish. Eddie has a very slim but athletic body built. He weighs about one-hundred and seventy-two pounds with a few muscles here and there. His eyes are a shade of grayish green but whenever he is upset or aroused, they turn to a gray, crystal blue color. Eddie's skin complexion is very pale - Yes, he goes outside but his skin doesn't tan or get sunburned or anything. While he doesn't have any scars, his body is practically his canvas. Eddie has a plethora of tattoos, at least two on his back, one on the right side of his neck and one on each of his wrists and even a few going up to his upper arms. He also has his earlobes pierced and usually keep stubs in them. He also has an industrial piercing in his left ear.

Eddie's appearance is that of a laid back, grunge type of ordeal. He only wears dark colored clothing, shirts and pants. His style of shoes go hand in hand with his whatever he wears. Eddie only likes to wear Converse shoes though.

✔ Cigarettes, Marijuana & Alcohol
✔ Rainy Days
✔ Working Out
✔ Kissing & Casual Sex
✔ Flirting
✔ Partying

✘ Bad Kissers
✘ Being Rejected
✘ Hangovers
✘ People Coming To Him Asking About Drugs {The Heavy Kind}
✘ Failing

• Usually goes for an early morning walk or jog
• Bites his nails
• Cracks his knuckles at least three times a day
• Licks his lips throughout the day

• Video Games
• Listening To Music
• Crossword Puzzles
• Creative Writing

• Drowning
• Spiders & Other Insects
• Public Humiliation

Even though Edgar takes on that bad boy persona, he is actually quite responsible when it comes to his actions and other things. Edgar will admit his own faults and take the blame for something that he knows that he did. He isn't afraid of any consequences that are going to be thrown his way and in fact, he encourages the person giving him the consequences to make it severe as possible. He's quite the tough guy in terms of words and actions, too. Having an ambitious side to his personality is something most people don't even see when they first glance at Edgar, they naturally see danger, danger and stay away from him because he's nothing but trouble but just like every other human in the world, Edgar has hopes and dreams, too. He dreamed about becoming a World Class Model, full time shooting for any magazine and advertisement but that really not something he wants to do anymore. He wants to get his degree in Criminal Justice so that he can be a detective.

Edgar is a bit arrogant and full of himself, too. He thinks that people should kiss the ground he walks up on and worship him whenever he crosses their path. Most people just look at him and shake their head and thinks that he is stuck up. But since he hates stuck up people, he simply tells them that he is comfortable in his own skin and isn't afraid to show it towards anyone that steps in his way.

Salt Lake City, Utah.

At least a two paragraphs or more. Also include their family and relationship with family.

Make sure you've read the rules.

Divine Belcalis Hensley

June Fifteenth

Nineteen

Gemini

Female

Pansexual

Rich?

Scholarship

Theatre Arts - Dance

Creative Writing

Vine works part time as a hostess.

Semi-Upper Middle Class

Though not being a "big spender," Vine generally buys whatever she wants, whenever she wants as long as it is a reasonable price.

☇ Divine is a slender black woman, standing at five feet seven inches tall and weighing in at a little over one-hundred forty pounds. Her skin is beautifully brown. Her soft-curled, shoulder length hair is dense but yielding, and thick enough to lose your fingers in. Although having a head full of gorgeous hair, Divine prefers to wear her hair in protective styles (braids, weaves, wigs), which allow her hair to grow quicker and healthier. There's a certain elegance in the way that Divine holds herself: good posture, long confident strides and head held high. She often looks taller than her height of 5'7, especially since she's always wearing heels when she has the chance.

Her eyes are large and almond shaped, the brown of the irises so dark that they almost appear to be black. Her eyes are fringed with long, thick lashes. She has a short, delicate nose and perfectly arched, dark eyebrows. Her face is heart-shaped; she has high cheekbones and a pointed chin. Her lips are full and always covered with a clear lip gloss. When smiling, you can see that she has two rows of perfectly white teeth, a slight overbite present. Divine often times finds herself applying a full face of makeup before leaving her room, therefore enhancing her natural beauty. She has helix piercings, conch piercings, tragus piercings, and lobe piercings in both of her ears. She has a septum piercing, as well. Divine has a grand total of thirteen tattoos covering her arms, neck, left leg, and more in concealed areas. She plans on getting more, despite her grandmother's disapproval.

☇ When it comes to her fashion sense, Divine always dresses to impress. Her wardrobe consists of affordable, yet stunning pantsuits, dresses, blouses, and a wide array of heels, boots, and sneakers. She likes to look her best everyday, and usually spends about an hour each morning making sure that there's nothing out of place. It's rare to see her in a state of disarray, as her mother raised her to believe that she should always look prepared and presentable, especially when she's the most frazzled. When it comes to jewelry, Divine likes to be a bit flashy. She'll always wear a large pair of hoop earrings, along with matching necklaces, bracelets, and rings. Every now and then, Divine will visit the thrift store to find clothes that she can "revamp."

☇ Cooking
☇ Telenovelas
☇ Neo-Soul and Underground Rap music.
☇ Fattening junk foods.
☇ Reading and Writing stories. She plans on finishing a novel before she finishes college.
☇ Dank Memes

☇ Most sweets. Mint ice cream is an exception.
☇ Waking up early.
☇ Public speaking, especially in front of large crowds. Her anxiety gets the best of her.
☇ Alcohol. Unless she's trying to get wasted.
☇ Cigars/Cigarettes. The smoke triggers her asthma.

☇ Swearing/Slang
☇ Checking Instagram and Twitter periodically.
☇ Chewing gum

☇ Writing
☇ Dancing
☇ Cooking

☇ Public Speaking
☇ Hospitals
☇ Police Officers

☇ If you had to describe Shaun in one word, most people would choose terms along the lines of "intelligent", "free-spirited" or "witty". A textbook extrovert, Divine loves to chat with people (unless she's having a bad day, in which case she'll lean towards negativity and passive-aggression), make others laugh, and tends to be genuinely friendly. She does not shy away from talking to strangers. Divine is a seemingly calm and laid-back girl, yet is by no means a pushover. She can more than take care of herself, but is smart enough to know when to pick a fight and when to let something go. She is someone who isn't weighed down by the troubles of everyday life, is not restricted by other people's opinions, and is always herself regardless of the situation.

She is, more often than not, confident in herself and her actions, often to a fault. She is very opinionated, has trouble asking for help, and hates admitting when she's wrong. When things don't go as she planned or in a positive direction, she can get frustrated very easily. Divine also has a bit of a "potty mouth," and uses profanity even when she isn't trying to. She also has a lot of trouble controlling her temper, and whenever someone pushes her to her limit, she'll snap; it will often result in her yelling a large number of obscene words, throwing objects, and even going as far as to get physical. Despite all of her shortcomings, there's no denying that Divine is usually kind and dependable. If you ask her to meet you somewhere, she will be there; if she promises to do something, she will do it; if you ask her for help, she will do everything in her power to assist. Underneath the frustrated sighs and eye-rolls lies a person who's kind and caring at the core.

Harlem, New York

☇ It was the Summer of ninety-five when Mateo Garcia first met the love of his life. He and the rest of his family were attending a Cruise Ship wedding, and the stunning woman occupied one of the seats at his table during the reception. From the moment he laid eyes on her, he knew that, one day, she was going to be his wife. One year later, and his prophecy came true. Deidra and Mateo Garcia were married for two years before they became pregnant with their soon-to-be daughter, Divine Belcalis Garcia-Hensley. Once their daughter was born, the couple worked their hardest to make sure that she had an enjoyable childhood. Divine grew up in a two-bedroom apartment in the "slums" of Brooklyn. Although her parents were always tight on funds, they always made sure that she was fed and clothed, and even forked up a little more money to get her into a prestigious private school. All was well with the small family until the day of Divine's eighth birthday.

Growing up, Divine didn't have many friends, the majority of the neighborhood kids teased and poked fun at her because of where she attended school, the color of her skin, and even the clothes she wore. As a result, the only attendee at little Divine's birthday party was her mother and two children from her school. The party was held in the backyard; her father had previously set up tables, decorations, and cooked hot dogs on the grill. He'd left to make one last trip to the grocery store before Divine's friends arrived, wanting to buy his baby girl a large, chocolate birthday cake. He never made it back home.

After the abrupt death of her daddy, Divine's mother, Deidra, slowly but surely started to spiral. She would go out to the bar or club after work, leaving Divine to her own devices at home, and would not return until early the next morning. She'd sneak men and women into the house when she thought that Divine was sleep, and shoo'ed them out of the house before dawn. After five months of being late and showing up hungover to work, Deidra lost her restaurant management job, and was forced to resort to selling household items in order to pay the bills. After a while, however, Deidra met her breaking point.

Nine year old Divine was packed up and sent away to live with her fairly wealthy grandmother, Mateo's mother, in Los Angeles while her mother worked to get her life back on track. She received letters and post cards from her mother every week for the first couple of months, but by the time she turned nine years old, they'd stopped coming. Her grandmother was a strict woman with a "no-nonsense" policy. Ever since Divine stepped foot into the large house, she was expected to be on her very best behavior. She had daily chores, despite there being maids and butlers to do the work for them. She was never allowed to slack on her work, and received private tutoring six days a week. Divine and her Grandmother rarely saw each other around the house, her grandmother preferring to stay in her room most of the time. It wasn't until Divine stumbled upon some old pictures that she and her grandmother actually started to bond.

The pictures she found were of her grandmother in her younger days. In one picture in particular, the woman could be seen in a ballet costume, dancing around a stage with a man. After finding Divine snooping around her picture stash, Mrs. Garcia told her all about when she was a well-known dancer with the Joffrey Ballet Company. It was in that moment, while listening to her grandmother's awing stories, that Divine decided that she wanted to become a dancer. By the time Divine was fourteen, she was one of the best dancers in her dance studio. While ballet was always her main focus, she also excelled in Jazz, tap, and hip-hop classes. Because of her hard work in both dance and academics, it came as no surprise when she earned a scholarship to Hollywood University.

☇ Octavia Spencer

Philippe Octavius Vesper.

Phil/Ves, or any other names, he doesn't mind.

May 24th.

20.

Gemini.

Male.

Demisexual.

Rich, by definition.

Scholarship.

Computer Sciences.

Creative Writing.

Bartender.

Semi-Upper Middle Class.

Budget Spender (Except for hobby).

Philippe stands at a bit over average height, at 5'10". His posture is usually lax and casual, befitting of his general disposition. His gaze is usually all over the place, unfocused and dull, until you somehow manage to catch his attention. His dirt blonde hair is left to their own devices, allowed to flow freely and rest on his face, with only an occasional, indolent swipe upwards to keep it out of his line of sight. He sports a slightly muscular, frequenting the gym and exercising on a weekly basis, thus allowing him to stay at around 145 pounds.

He prefers wearing plaid shorts, opened/unbuttoned with a clean white shirt underneath. He abstains from buying new clothes, as he sees no reason to buy new shirts if he still has wearable, decent ones, though if he sees it necessary he does so. His pants usually tend to be black, the style mattering little to him. His sneakers are old and worn out, preferring it that way.

✔ Long walks in nature to clear his mind.
✔ Talks with depth and meaning.
✔ Cold weather.
✔ Cloud/Star gazing.
✔ Being able to see improvement.
✔ Smell of the ocean.
✔ Shitty jokes (of any kind).

✘ Gossip - If you're going to say something, say it to their faces.
✘ Large crowds and noise, at times - Being unable to think vexes him.
✘ Others unaccepting of differing opinions; overly opinionated individuals.
✘ People who feel the need to scream during every rep.
✘ Being wilfully ignorant.

• When in deep thought his eyes glaze unintentionally.
• Spinning his pen between his fingers when idle; so much so that it's fairly impressive.
• Fixes the crinkle of his clothes whenever he sees it (and if he's close enough with the other person, will try do so nonchalantly).
•Needlessly polite to others, even to his juniors.

• Wandering aimlessly.
• Gym.
• Reading.
• Track and field.

• Being controlled.
• Drowning.

To many others who really don't get to know him, Philippe seems uncaring and rather lazy. It is a fair assumption as he seems to not really care about what other think of him, his personality, clothing, attitude and the like. His actions can be said to be fully from his own choosing- normally not letting others opinions affect his, although he still takes them into (relatively careful) consideration. He really does not care for the social hierarchy of the school and such, and even goes out of his way to stop petty things like bullying and such- feeling empathy towards those who can't fend for themselves.

Though he doesn't try to be, he comes off as charismatic and easy to talk too, this is accentuated by his rather free spirited nature, coming off as a guy who seems like he will listen to your troubles with an open ear. This trait is further trained and developed with his job as a bartender, and him being somewhat easy on the eyes helps. Furthermore, he openly despises gossip and hearsay, not so much to himself but more towards his friends- antagonizing those that he shouldn't.

One of his most respectable but damning traits is his willingness to help, if he sees an individual in real need he can't help himself to, well, help them. Even the thing that can help them is out of his reach, he will try his damned hardest to do so, even at times being frightfully naive always trying to see the good in even bad situations. In that vein, it is hard to truly anger Philippe, but when you do it's something that one wouldn't expect it from, he dons a striking glare that pierces right through you, and he becomes more abrasive and more brutally sarcastic.

New Orleans, Louisiana.

Philippe was born from parents who came from nothing, both worked their way up the ladder and became successful. His parents while loving, and caring chose to teach that lesson in humility for their child Philippe- sending him enough money to get by, and a bit more during his birthdays or special occasions. They always taught him to be humble, and take special care in money as both his parents struggled immensely during their teenage lives. This nature had ingrained in Philippe, choosing to budget himself efficiently but still have a little fun on the side.

It also helped that got a scholarship, being somewhat clever and doing his duties. He never neglected study and set schedules for himself, this self-sufficiency was also emphasized by his parents. He also somehow attained a job as a bartender during his tenure in Hollywood university, and he was a natural at it, being able to read faces/emotions and body language easily and being a shoulder to lean on at times.

He had an honest love for computer sciences but is still deciding his permanent job, nevertheless he also has a knack for most things tech related. This was also part of his reputation on campus- the local 'it' guy that can help with your tech if need be. He always tries his best to help- even if he does fail at times. Otherwise he is usually seen on track jogging if he has nothing else to do, or just meandering about and appreciating the local beauty of nature on campus. He isn't really seen, or neither does he want to be seen as a 'popular guy', feeling that such things are completely unnecessary and trivial, making little to no effort to further his 'social status' being a "You get what you see." kind of guy.

Hard to pick a favourite but the one I enjoy the most is Jack black.

Parker Ashford

Parker

August 25

22

Virgo

Female

Wouldn't You Like To Know

Define Rich; Define Poor

Keep digging, you'll get there

Photography

Journalism

Independent Photographer. Weddings, corporate events, people looking for a portfolio for agencies, all sorts of clients.

A Class All Her Own

Spends when it counts

There are many things about Parker that could be considered striking but not in the same way as a model or well known film star would be. Parker doesn't parade around looking like she spent hours doing makeup and hair - and considering her hair is in a short pixie-cut style that's often unkempt she could probably stand to spend a bit more time with it if she was so bothered - and this in turn gives her a sort of...effortless sort of visage. Parker looks very much like she wandered in off the street, albeit a street with an eclectic sort of fashion sense, at least compared to the more famous aspiring sorts around the campus. There's an almost androgynous sort of charm about Parker though she does lean into the female side of things regardless. Parker's tall, coming in at just shy of six one, with a lanky sort of strut about her; a slender frame that leans more into the gangly than the proper poise and strut of typical celebrities or model types. Parker's eyes are a sea-green glow that have a way of looking through someone rather than looking at someone, which serves her well given her position.

Parker's favorite article of clothing is the vest, be it denim or leather or some other material. Parker almost always wears a vest over whatever bit of clothing she has. She won't win any fashion shows or the like, frowning and turning her nose up at dresses and thousand dollar accessories, but she's managed to eke out her own sort of grungy style that somehow manages to not be out of place amongst the people who desperately use their appearance and clothing to try to be less shallow than they truly are. Parker doesn't shop at Goodwill but she has a way of looking like she does, from worn jeans and clothes fresh from a Nirvana album, to baggy clothing or high waist pants. Whatever she wears, it's rare to see her without a lit cigarette between her lips and dark makeup that serves what features she cares to draw attention to.

-Hong Kong and Asian cinema in its various genres; a particularly affinity for crime dramas and the romance melos.
-A sloppy burger with bacon and enough condiments to drown an infant
-Card games, from poker down to collectible ones
-Vanilla cola
-Late nights turning into early mornings

-Franchise films plaguing the box office
-Smoking
-Coffee and those who swear by it
-Famehounds
-Aggressively mediocre music

A pack a day smoker
Constantly uses profanity even in professional situations
Goes silent around those she considers cute/shows an interest in when alone

Dancing, though not in the classical sense of the term
'Photography'; Not everyone on campus is a fan of Parker's...style
Crashing parties and events she wasn't invited to, just to watch the uncomfortable expressions

Rats and rodents, those furry plague carrying monsters.
Needles. Especially needles in or around the eye, but needles in general.

If there's one thing Parker has in spades it's confidence. Even when among people who are thinking an assortment of negative things about her, Parker holds her head up and carries a confident stride to her walk, her speech, and just her attitude in general. She's got a fearless sort of quality stemming from an attitude of 'couldn't care less'. Parker presents herself as someone unflappable, who takes whatever insults they throw at her in secret just so she can come back swinging at them even harder - though not always in the physical sense. On a campus like this, fighting is only a temporary solution and Parker goes for the long term, the long game, the true killing blow. Her attitude is polarizing, as it would be, but behind the confidence and fearlessness is someone who has gotten so used to being independent and alone that any actual close contact is pushed away. Parker has a hard time making connections other than professional contacts precisely because she's got a pessimistic view of her peers. She isn't sure she could call anyone around her an honest, true friend.

It suits her all the same; she doubts anyone who is buttering up to her is interested in friendship with her. Parker's somewhat interesting position puts her at odds with many on campus to the point where any time someone that's never talked to her but is considered to be 'popular' comes over to make nice (often with a vanilla coke or a fast food meal), Parker assumes it's nothing more than a bribe. To her credit, or her shame, the bribes do work, but it only furthers her belief that everyone on campus and in this world is just really good at being fake pieces of shit.

And she counts herself among those pieces of shit.

Peoria, Illinois (But she claims to be from Chicago because it's the one place people know in that state)

Parker is something of a mystery to damn near everyone, especially as it relates to her being at this particular university. Parker isn't exactly forthcoming with information about her, other than her place of birth (which could also well be a lie), and she's got a knack for covering her tracks just in case someone gets suspicious enough to try to bring her down. Even the offices on campus aren't revealing if she's a scholarship student or one of the rich sorts. Any time someone asks her, Parker has to ask back "Why does it matter" or "Wouldn't you like to know?" Her monetary status and enrollment are guarded secrets, much like all of Parker's self.

However, it is true that Parker is from the midwest and that Ashford is her family name. She spent much of her youth travelling because her parents traveled often for work or just for fun. A summer spent overseas certainly lends plausibility to the 'came from money' suggestion but then there's the fact that 'overseas' in some cases meant little other than a trip to Canada which isn't exactly a European getaway. Parker doesn't maintain any sort of contact with her parents, saying only that "I was born and they named me" as the be all end all of it. Questions about siblings are brushed aside in the typical Parker fashion of 'do you need to know?' but considering her relationship, or lack thereof, with her parents the same could be said of potential siblings.

What's more known about Parker is her actions and presence on campus. It's no secret that many of the students, be they offspring of famous sorts or dreamers, have no love for the paparazzi so naturally Parker took it upon herself from day one of her arrival to be the campus paparazzo. She doesn't hide the fact that she runs an online campus blog that is akin to a tabloid publication, and that blog has turned Parker into an infamous presence. No one really wants to be seen on the blog, which is where the bribes come in; bribing Parker is pretty much code for "I'm going to be doing some unflattering shit tonight, I'd appreciate it if you weren't there" and Parker is happy to oblige in that case. There's plenty of rumor and gossip and candid photos to go around. Parker has considered expanding the operation, but more campus paparazzi could only complicate things further.

Parker's equipment isn't cheap but it's never been made clear if she bought it with inherited funds or the money she's earned as a freelance photographer. Say what you will about her snapping photos of the offspring of the stars doing lines (and not the kind you find in a script), when her skills are used for good there is talent there.

The only one who really knows much about Parker Ashford is, well, Parker Ashford. But enough is known about her to stay on her good side, even if she makes it incredibly hard to do so at damn near every possibility. But do enough digging and eventually you'll hit the mark.

Bae Doona

Tabitha Lee Ferguson.

Tabitha. Tabby. Tabs. Whatever works.

February 3rd.

Nineteen.

Aquarius.

Female.

Pansexual.

Poor.

Scholarship.

Theater.

Education.

Currently employed at the bookstore - Books of Hollywood University. Also pulls in some shifts as a waitress part-time at a sports bar near campus.

Working Poor

Frugal. Super frugal. Penny-pinching to the extreme.

Tabitha, like many of our friends kissed by fire, has this fair skin that just loves to burn. But when it’s not all pink and peely, Tab’s skin is relatively clear and free of blemishes, save for the freckles what dot her face, neck, shoulders and chest. Her hair is a sort of red copper throughout with blonde highlights, with the underside having more of an auburn tint to it. Should she let it hang freely, her hair reaches down to just below her breasts. Sometimes she’ll pull it into a braid...but let’s be real: that’s a lot of hair and the laziness is real.

The girl’s face is rather angular, what with her defined jaw and chin, fairly high cheekbones, and prominent nose. Well groomed brows, usually hidden by Tab’s wild, angry bangs, sit above a pair of round eyes with irises on the smaller side of things. Unsurprisingly, she has light green irises.

As far as height goes, she’s not about to break any records at an astonishingly average five foot five. She is quite a bit on the thin side though. Rather underweight, to tell the truth, the result of a long struggle with an eating disorder. She’s currently on her way towards recovery though.

While Tabitha does care about her appearance, she doesn’t exactly have the deepest bank account around. So she makes do with what she can. Hand-me-downs, thrift-store sales, flea-market finds, whatever works. As such, her wardrobe...well let’s just say it varies. She wears anything from sundresses to flannel button ups and jeans, from tees and hoodies to sweaters and shorts. She especially likes sweaters. Stylish, comfy, and warm. What more could she ask for? In any case, she has fun with it. That’s all you can do, yeah?

✔ Quiet Walks in the Woods.
✔ Cats. Really, any fluffy creature will make her swoon, but cats are just the best.
✔ Terrible Movies. Tabitha’s one of those people who get a sick thrill out of just the worst movies. Intentionally bad or otherwise, it’s all good to her.
✔ All Things Disney. Some people never outgrow their childhoods. Not completely anyway. Tab’s no exception.
✔ Alcohol and Cigs. Terrible for one’s health, but most fun things are.
✔ Running. Tab’s used to be an avid runner, but as she indulged more and more into the previous like, she spent less time running. Shame, that.
✔ Music, Dancing, and Singing. Any music will do.
✔ Bubble Wrap. ‘nuff said.
✔ A Sense of Humor. Life’s too serious, so have a laugh.
✔ Adventure.

✘ Snow. It’s too cold and miserable to drive in. No thank you..
✘ Phone Calls. Text or have a face-to-face conversation, please.
✘ Blood/Gore/etc. She’s squeamish.
✘ Driving.
✘ Boats.
✘ Swimming.

• Drums her fingers, bobs her head, or hums along with music.
• Wiggles her nose or grinds her teeth when frustrated.
• Notorious pen thief.

• Piano and Guitar
• Songwriting.
• Singing.
• Busking.
• Running.
• Hiking.
• Reading, particularly horror or fantasy.
• Gardening.

• Being buried alive.
• Being hanged.
• Drowning.
• Sharks.
• Dying with regrets.
• Literally anything with more than four legs.

The way Tabby sees things, any one of us could go at any time, so why not live life as fully as possible? Live in the moment and all that. Do whatever feels right at the time, consequences be damned. She’d rather do something and regret it than to regret having never done it at all. When one understands this, one can understand why Tabitha might choose to walk home instead of riding the bus. Why she might actually stop and smell the flowers or just gaze at the clouds for awhile. Life’s just a short race to the grave, really, so why rush through and miss the beauty all around? There’s just so much to experience.

But sometimes it’s not quite so simple. We’re only human, after all. Tabby knows that. Hell, she’s incredibly shy, truth be told. Now, one might think of a shy performer as a bit of an oxymoron, but it’s different when you’re on the stage. When it’s just you, your instrument, and the music, that’s all that matters. Doesn’t matter if the audience is as large as Madison Square Garden all packed to capacity or as small as a lone cat, music whisks you away. Away to somewhere familiar.

And It’s similar if she either has a friend or two with her or is just in a place where she’s comfortable. People and places have a way of anchoring you to reality, of getting you out of your head. If she’s got her anchor, Tabby can be her usual quirky self.

But boy howdy, if she’s alone around new people she kind of just clams up. Go figure. Now if somebody interacts with her directly, she’ll respond. And the more friendly they are, the more she’ll open up. Humor is a quick way to win her over, really. And don’t let her timidity fool you, she’s pretty quick on her feet and if she feels comfortable enough, she’ll jab.

Unfortunately, Tabby’s a bit too trusting. She takes people at face value, not really questioning their motives. Sure, doubt creeps in from time to time, she’s not completely oblivious after all, but she prefers to think the best of people. If somebody says something, she’ll take their word on it. Until she’s burnt. Tab’s not big on second chances. Granted, she might not hold a grudge, but she sure as hell will get cold and aloof.

St. Albans, West Virginia

The youngest of three born to Henry and Susannah Ferguson born in the small town of St. Albans just outside of the state capital. Henry worked in the coal mines and for a while he made some pretty decent money. Coating his lungs in coal dust, but he was willing to pay that price to make sure his wife and kids lived comfortably. Sure, they wouldn’t have the best of everything, but they wouldn’t have to go without.

But as you may know, coal went on the decline. The mines shut down and the men were put out of work. The state was devastated. It’s people even more. The family lived off Henry’s unemployment for a while, but eventually it became clear that the mines weren’t opening back up and Henry would have to look for work elsewhere. He got a job with a small-time construction crew and spent the next few years traveling the tristate area. More often than not, he would have to stay out of town for long periods of time.

Now Susannah tried to take care of the kids, but the sudden lifestyle shift was jarring to say the least. And she found herself suddenly a single mother raising three children, more or less. It was too much. So, like woefully so many others in the region, she found solace in pills.

So with Pops out of the picture more often than not, and Mother Dearest drawing deeper and deeper into her nose candy, the kids relied on each other. Things were not ideal and got a bit rocky for awhile there, but things could always be worse.

So, of course, they got worse.

Henry got injured on the job and blew out his back. He wouldn’t be able to return to that line of work, if he went back to work at all. By that point, the man was beaten. He threw in the towel and resorted to trying to find his purpose at the bottom of a bottle. The family again was uprooted, moving into a much smaller, less maintained dwelling.

That was breaking point for Susannah. She left, allegedly running off with her pill dealer. Tabitha hasn’t heard from her since.

Her older brother Billy, the eldest of the three, dropped out of high school and went to work to supplement Henry’s disability checks in supporting the girls. He and Henry clashed a lot during this time.The fighting was bad, and on more than a few occasions did it boil into violence. Still, Billy stuck around. He didn’t trust his father to not just drink himself to death and leave the girls up shit creek without a paddle.

Amanda, the middle child, ended up getting knocked up during her Junior year. Surprisingly, the boy stepped up and got a job to support them. Amanda did drop out, but she and her boyfriend ended up moving to North Dakota. He got a job on the oil fields. The baby was born happy and healthy, the two got married, and last Tab’s heard, there might even be another bun in the oven.

Tabitha, always a bit of a petite girl, developed her eating disorder towards the end of middle school. Life was hectic at the time. Her father and brother had gotten into worse and worse fights since Amanda left. It finally exploded. Billy beat Henry near half to death and left. She went with him. It meant changing schools partway through the semester, but that beat living alone with Henry. She hasn’t seen him since.

The new school was pretty rough and she made a ripe target for bullies. She felt insecure and like she had no control over her life. But that? Her weight? Her body? That she could control. Or so she thought.

Outside of that, high school went...relatively alright for the girl. She found an escape through music and really just poured herself into that. She had friends, did decent in her classes, and generally did average teenager things. But she and Billy had started their own bickering soon enough. He didn’t like the crowd she was hanging around, and definitely didn’t approve of her picking up smoking or, god forbid, drinking like Henry. Tabitha thought he was being too controlling, so she did it anyway. He said that if she kept it up, she’d get knocked up just like Amanda. She resented that.

They never came to blows though. By her Junior year, Tabitha’s disorder had gotten bad. She was in terrible shape. So she agreed to be admitted. She spent a month or so there before being released. It had occurred to her just how close she came to actually dying. And although she had thought about it from time to time before, actually being faced with it terrified her. There was so much she still wanted to do.

So she started the road to recovery, cleaned up her act a bit, and focused on living. Her grades had actually improved and on the behest of her guidance counselor she applied to a few schools. She also applied for a couple scholarships. She didn’t think anything would come from it, but...you never know, right?

So imagine her surprise when she not only got accepted to Hollywood Academy of all places, but was offered a scholarship that, when paired with a few others she had somehow gotten, would get her a full ride. She had an actual chance to get out. To expand her little world.

Tabitha parted from her brother on good terms. He was planning on getting his GED then perhaps getting into trade school. They promised to stay in touch, and with that, she went west. To the land of new beginnings.

To her very own second chance.

Tom Hanks. The man is a treasure.

Benjamin Theodore Hill

Ben or Benny, preferably.

August 12th.

Twenty-three.

Leo.

Male.

Heterosexual.

Filthy stinkin’ rich.

Trust Fund.

Film and Television.

Creative Writing.

Independent Filmmaker.

Upper Middle Class/New Money

Let it rain.

Alright, so let’s just go ahead and address the elephant in the room: Ben’s a dwarf. Always has been, always will be, barring some sort of medical breakthrough. And to go ahead and answer the inevitable follow up question, he’s about four foot four. To be fair, we could probably cut this section right here, because as far as Ben knows, he’s the only little person on campus, so it really shouldn’t be too difficult to pick him out of a crowd.

But fuck that noise.

Ben has a rather average build, all things considered. Not exactly skinny, but not fat either. Perhaps leaning a bit towards pudgy, but he’s got a few years before it’ll likely evolve into a full beergut. His limbs aren’t exactly proportionate to his torso, with his legs actually being quite bowed. Yet another gift from Achondroplasia. And if the fair skin, brown hair, and general facial features hadn’t clued you in yet, Ben is caucasian. A shock, we’re sure. Ben keeps his hair cut clean and tight, and his beard and moustache mostly trimmed. Male-pattern baldness has pushed back the guy’s hairline on the sides aggressively quick. Like, one day he had a full head of hair and the next he was about a bottle of red hair dye away from being a miniature Louis C.K.

Gotta love that genetic lottery.

While Benny will dress up from time to time, for the most part he’s a tee-shirt and jeans kind of guy. Graphic tees, polos, really as long as it doesn’t stink or have mold growing on it, it’ll do. Fashion’s never really been his forte and he’s never really had expensive tastes. Hell, most of his wardrobe comes from Wal-Mart.

✔ Alcohol.
✔ Bars and Clubs.
✔ Parties. Sleeps. Repeats.
✔ Classic Rock. How can anybody NOT love AC/DC?
✔ Women.
✔ Film.
✔ Humor. Literally nothing is off-limits.
✔ Attention.
✔ Meeting People.
✔ Road Trips.
✔ Books.

✘ Children.
✘ Being Pitied/Looked Down Upon.
✘ Roller Coasters/Amusement Parks.
✘ Dairy Products.
✘ Country Music
✘ Being Ignored

• Absentmindedly chews pens when focusing.
• Exaggerates for literally no reason whatsoever.
• Borderline alcoholic.
• Can’t resist a bet.

• Writing.
• Worldbuilding.
• Reading.
• Watching Netflix/Movies

• Bears.
• Heights.
• Horses.

Some people just like to be around others. These people, they’ll talk about anything with anybody anywhere. They never meet a stranger. Everybody’s friend, y’know? Ben’s like that. He’s got a way of getting people to talk with him. To laugh with him. He’s just a cheerful dude and it’s pretty infectious. He just doesn’t take life seriously. After all, Ben’s just here to have a good time. So absolutely anything and everything is fair game in his eyes. And if he can get everybody else in on the fun, he will.

It can be a bit frustrating though. Benny’s carefree nature leads him to half-ass just about anything he’s not super into, which pretty much leaves just his writing and his films. Everything else gets completed on “Bennytime”: finished when(if) it’s finished, deadlines be damned.

Ol’ Benny Boy never misses a chance to party. See, he considers himself something of a playboy, and Lord knows he has all the confidence of one. He’s never let his condition stop him from going after a beautiful woman, and to his credit, the guy’s got more than a few notches on his headboard. So uh...good on him.

He genuinely wants the best for those around him. Doesn't matter who it is, where they come from, or even what they've done. Hell, he’s willing to give the shirt off back if someone needed it. Money, things...none of that matters. Money can always be made and things can be replaced. Truth be told, Ben doesn’t have a mean-spirited bone in his body. He’s quick to forgive and forget. Grudges? Nah. Ain’t worth it. Unfortunately, Ben’s altruistic nature makes him pretty easy to use. He doesn’t really mind though, so it could probably be argued that he’s trying to buy affection from people. But what can ya do?

Anaheim, California

Ben was born in Anaheim, California to Theodore and Bethany Hill. The couple had waited until later in life to have a child, but faced certain difficulties. Bethany was barren. It was difficult for the two to accept, but they did, eventually turning to adoption. They were quickly matched with Ben’s biological mother and everything went along without a hitch.

Well...almost.

See, Ben’s bio mother neglected to mention that Achondroplasia had been detected. Needless to say, the couple wasn’t exactly prepared for what they were getting into. Ted was furious at being bamboozled. He nearly backed out at the last moment, but the moment he and his wife laid eyes on the baby, they fell in love. So...yeah. Without a hitch.

Both Theodore and Bethany were very successful in their respective fields. Theodore was a well respected director with plenty of critically-acclaimed hits under his belt. And Bethany? Well she was quite the actress back in her day, though she actually got her fortune through trading stock. Apparently investing in Microsoft was a great idea, who’d have thunk it?

So, in other words, the couple was loaded. Ben wouldn’t want for anything growing up, having access to the best of the best. Generally, Ben had a happy childhood. He got an excellent education and would generally have his pick of the world. Thing is, Ben didn’t have the foggiest clue what he wanted to do. So, after high school, he took some time with some friends and embarked on the Great American Roadtrip to explore the country and himself. Forty-eight states and a party almost every night. It was heaven.

But eventually the fun had to end. His friends had to return to their lives, to their Harvard Law and their Yale Medicine or whatever it was they ended up doing. And he would have to decide on a school too…

After a stint backpacking across Europe with some other friends, that was. It ended up being mostly the same as the road trip, just with less English. But beer is beer, no matter where you’re at. Still, it was an enlightening experience.

Ben, upon returning to the states, decided that he was finally ready to go to college. During his travels, he had heard countless stories from people from all walks of life. He wanted to share these stories with the world. He wanted to go into film. Follow in Dad's footsteps. Hell, be BETTER than him.

He picked Hollywood University for a few reasons. Distance was a biggie. After spending so much time away, Ben wanted to be close to his roots for a while. The school also boosted a very strong film and television program, unsurprisingly.

And, there was also the party scene, not gonna lie.

But Robin Williams tho...

Andres Anthony Vargas

Andy

December 3

20

Sagittarius

Male

Heterosexual

Poor? I guess?

Not quite trust fund

Biology

Kinesiology

Waiter in the off season

Lower Middle Class

Experiences, not things

With darker skin and hair, Andy stands at just above six feet. Immediately noticeable is his frame. He is a college football player after all, and despite being one of the leaner members of the team he's had to pack on some muscle in his first year to really compete. He takes care to keep his hair trimmed and neat, not liking the mess it becomes otherwise. He has a tattoo of a sun on his left shoulder blade.

Andy likes to dress casually. Growing up in a small town, his style was all comfort and function. Especially in this warm weather, he prefers just shorts and a t-shirt or tank. A bit bro-ish but he's fond of the flat brimmed snapback. However, his other commitments mean he has grown used to dressing up a little more. He struggles to find clothes as he doesn't like to pay too much for them, but the fit is very important to him.

Sports
Partying
Women, Hookups, etc
Training
New Experiences
Family

Being lied to
The out of touch rich kids
Being Alone
Nosy People
Cigarettes, tobacco, vapes, etc

He's a knuckle and neck popper
Often checks twitter
Starts each day with coffee

Working Out
Board and Card Games
Cooking
Playing Pool

Ending up alone
Spiders

Andy has always been a down to earth guy. His popularity in high wasn't just a result of his football success. He was generally social and agreeable. The events of the past few years have changed things a bit, however. Between the deception of his parents, his biological father turning out to be a decent guy, and having to adjust to the world of the rich kids of Hollywood University, has become less sure of who to trust. He is still a social outgoing guy, but he struggles letting people in. For all the "friends" he's met, he's made few close friends.

He's a confident guy, not one to ever doubt himself (except in his more important relationships). His approach to everything is "If they can do it, why can't I?" That said, he's never been incredibly ambitious. While he felt the world held infinite opportunity for him, his plan never included moving so far away. His plans never involve anything big, but for better or for worse, he's always been kind of impulsive. It surprised no one that the kid who said he'd go to a state school to get a good job, last minute decided to go to school in California and try and become "some sort of doctor or something."

He has something of a chip on his shoulder, resenting the attitude of those who he think doesn't belong. From those who say he's poor, to those who say his position on the team is only due to his father. It's been the cause of a few altercations and subsequent punishment from the coaches.

Sutton, TX

Clarisa Vargas's parents never questioned her when she returned home form her time in the city, single and pregnant at the age of 19. They didn't ask what had happened to the goals she claimed to have. They didn't judge her or even once remind her that they told her she wouldn't make it. They were just glad she was back. Their small judgmental town was not as quick to accept her, however, but even the most stubborn among them couldn't hold out forever. Eventually the town embraced her as it had before she left.

So complete was the acceptance, that young Andy never suspected he was a bastard. The fact that he had a different last name from his dad never raised any flags. Neither did the fact that the man he called dad seemed to be absent from most of his memories before age 4. He had a stable childhood. They didn't have much, but Adam Miller was a hard working man. He gladly supported his new family, and instilled a healthy respect in Andy and his other children for that which is earned through hard work. They were a close family. Andy respected and shared everything with his parents. And apart from typical fighting, he gladly spent time with his younger (half)siblings

Andy was a typical teenage boy in a small town, chasing girls and getting into all sorts of harmless trouble to break the monotony. He worked hard at his after school and summer jobs, knowing everything he earned would lessen the burden on his family. He wasn't the brightest student, but he worked hard to earn those Bs. Where he excelled, of course, were sports. While he was a welcome addition to every team he joined, Andy was the star of the football team. While their quarterback was pretty good, Andy playing wide receiver was who the whole town came out to see. He had enough for a simple but happy life. His football would get him into a decent school where he could do something with himself.

But of course, secrets eventually come out. His sophomore year of high school was when one of the parents let it slip. Sure enough the next day the whole school knew even before he did. Andy was a bastard. It was a new time though. Many of his peers were in similar situations. No one judged him. It was just a fun scandal for them. For Andy, it changed everything. Not that it made Adam any less his father. Simply put, the lie hurt. And it made him question every aspect of himself.

After much yelling and crying on both ends, Clarisa revealed the truth. Andy's father was the famous baseball player Chris Alvarez. The next few years were an emotional mess. His trust in his own parents shaken, Andy became more rebellious. Never quite enough to jeopardize his own future, but he stopped listening to his parents, letting his own sense guide him. It was on an impulse that he eventually reached out to his biological father in his senior year of high school.

He wasn't expecting anything. He doubted anyone would even believe him. And if they did, what would a famous athlete even want to do with him. He'd married an actress and now had a beautiful family. He'd just deny it. At best he was expecting money or something. Instead, he was immediately flown out to California to visit and welcomed with open arms. Andy was surprised and touched to discover that Chris was genuinely interested in getting to know him. His family did not receive him quite so well. Still, for better or for worse, Chris and Andy were now part of each other's lives. This only served to put further strain on Andy's relationship with his parents. Eventually, Chris offered to pay for Andy to go and play football at Hollywood University.

He's now in his second year, studying to become an optometrist or physical therapist (he'd go for full doctor but he's not quite sure he wants to tackle med school). In his first year he made a name for himself. He may not be the star of the football team anymore, competing for positions against players with much better resources and training, but he's made his presence known. His skill on the field, his partying social nature, his active involvement in his classes, and his clear disdain for the spoiled brats at Hollywood University have made him many friends as well as enemies.

His contempt for certain types of Hollywood personalities did have one benefit though. It strengthened his appreciation for people like his parents, which allowed them to begin mending their relationship over the previous summer break.

Gary Oldman

Mark William Anderson.

Marky is Mark's most common nickname, one he doesn't mind anyone using, sometimes those closer to him will refer to him as 'Marky Mark' as well, though.

November 17th.

Twenty-Four.

Scorpio.

Male.

Heterosexual.

Rich.

Scholarship.

International Studies.

French.

Barista.

Upper Middle Class.

Budget Spender.

A relatively attractive man, Mark's most defining and attractive feature would be his jawline, clear and generally accentuated by the beard which he has. His beard is well groomed, but its general style and length varies from time to time based on little more than how he feels about it. He keeps his dark brown hair relatively short and messy, and his deep blue eyes are generally a striking feature. Mark has an athletic and muscular figure, weighing about one-hundred and eighty-seven pounds. the by-product of a strict exercise regimen, and he stands just a little shy of six foot two. His skin is a pale white, dotted with moles and a few small scars on and around his knuckles.

Mark tends to wear nice clothes, he doesn't particularly care for spending money on brand-name clothes or what's fashionable or a trend, he tends to stick to nice, buttoned shirts, sweaters, and trousers. In colder weather he'll add a coat and scarf ontop of that combo, but aside from wearing a different colour shirt or a different sweater, his outfit doesn't change too much, he's generally more about practicality and looking smart than anything else.

✔ Reading
✔ Alcohol and Get-togethers
✔ Flying/Gliding
✔ Hiking
✔ Cold Weather
✔ Spicy Food

✘ Hot, Humid Weather
✘ Prentious/Obnoxious people
✘ Sweet foods
✘ Reality TV
✘ Pointless arguments

Someone with a good sense of humour, Mark is generally able to find the bright side of anything, and he's always ready to crack a joke about anything. He finds comedy to be a great equalizer of sorts, he doesn't much care for political views, religion or anything else when it comes to jokes, anything is free game in his mind. Of course, this has landed him in trouble from time to time, but his jokes are always light-hearted, and never intended for anything more than comedy. He is confident in both his appearance and his skills, and while he doesn't boast, Mark doesn't really let anything get him down about his looks or what he's good at, he knows his skills and his faults.

Mark can be somewhat blunt from time to time, and not just in his humour. If someone is getting on his nerves, or he disagrees with them on something, he has no problem with making that known. Sometimes it has made Mark come across as aggressive or like a bit of a dick, but he usually doesn't mean anything mean by it, usually. Similarly, Mark can generally seem dismissive when he is working or busy with something else. He has no problem blowing off friends or a date if he has something more important that needs doing, and it can make him seem like something of an ass from time to time.

Belfast, Northern Ireland

Born to a relatively well-off family in Belfast, Mark's father was a Scottish immigrant and former soldier and his mother a local who worked as a lawyer. Mark was an only child, raised in a degree of affluence and never particularly wanting for everything, though he was anything but spoiled. A military man, Mark's father ensured that the boy was raised with a fair degree of discipline and workmanship, never giving the growing boy anything more than was deserved. Mark learned from a young age the importance of hard work, despite his families relative wealth.

Going through school, Mark worked hard from a young age to do well, managing to often top his classes through a great amount of dedication to his study, but early on he struggled to make friends and develop relationships. Most of Mark's days and afternoons were spent alone with books, studying and learning while other kids his age were out playing and making friends. Mark never really came out of his shell and began to develop his charisma until high school. For much of his early highschooling, Mark saw a complete turnaround, with something of a rebellious teenage spirit, he spent much of his time with friends, away from home, and not really paying attention to his studies, and as a result his grades suffered.

It wasn't until about tenth grade that Mark finally began to think about the future, knowing he wanted to go to university, he couldn't do so if his grades continued to falter. After a long time thinking it all through, he decided he wanted to study overseas, and began to push himself in his studies once again, managing to go from some of the lowest scores in his grade to the highest, eventually topping all his classes in his final grade, doing well enough to secure a scholarship to study in the United States at Hollywood University. Bidding his friends, family and his home goodbye, Mark left his home of Ireland to make his way to the United States.

Settling in relatively quickly at his new university, Mark has picked up work, though he hasn't had a great deal of time to go out and make friends, still mostly keeping to himself and to his study for the time being. To most people, at least for now, he's still just 'The Irish Guy'.

Audrey Hepburn.

Christina Leigh Partridge

Chris, Christie. She’ll accept almost anything from friends but doesn’t like having people she doesn’t know well calling her anything other than Christina

5th December

19

Capricorn

Female.

Hetero-romanic. She’s never been sexually attracted to anyone but isn’t yet sure if she asexual or is demisexual or something else

Poor

Scholarship

Music Theory and Composition

Music (performance)

Christina is waitress at a local restaurant, not the high-grade modelling career of her rich peers but it pays the rent and the bills

Lower Middle Class

Budget Spender. She hardly has a choice otherwise. She does save up to treat herself occasionally though.

In comparison to many of her peer which Christina describes as “Bloody frickin’ runway-model-level beauties,”; Christina is quick to title herself as plain-looking. Not at all a queen nor noticeable in appearance she fails to hold the grace and poise of her ‘runway peers’. Standing at only 4’10” fails to stand over even most 12-year-olds. Luckily, she doesn’t possess a baby face or she would look 12 years old. Christina has light, fair skin that dons no obvious freckles but her face sports a few blemishes. Her straight black hair is choppy at best, usually cut at home with a pair of scissors. Overtime Christina has come to actually like the choppy look of her hair and hasn’t done anything to change it but occasionally snip off dead ends in her bathroom. She doesn’t go to extremes to style, nor does she do anything beyond basic with it in most cases. Her almond shaped eyes are a dark brown. Christina doesn’t often bother with make-up other than the basics, although she doesn’t even bother with that half the time.

Christina isn’t one to spend a long time picking an outfit. Even just buying clothes is a no more than a simple chore for her. Having little financially Christina doesn’t wear designer brands. Her clothing ‘style’ is more of a case of ‘what can I throw on in seconds?’. As long as it isn’t visibly dirty, doesn’t smell too much and doesn’t look utterly mismatched, she’s happy. She wear a range of clothes from jeans to casual dresses, always topped off with her mock converse shoes. The only consistent items on her body is a silver crucifix on a necklace.

✔ Music of all sorts
✔ Playing violin and singing
✔ Her family
✔ Trivia, puzzles and riddles
✔ Reading
✔ Pizza
✔ Red meat
✔ Tea
✔ Crime drama shows and movies

✘ Snobs
✘ Soppy teen romance movies
✘ Heavy makeup- she reckons it feels gross
✘ Social media- it bugs her more than it amuses her
✘ Wild Parties
✘ Being seen as ‘lesser’ because of her appearance and/or financial situation

~ Fidgeting with her fingers whenever she’s not doing anything with them
~ Chewing the inside of cheek when she’s thinking
~ Drinking large amounts of tea in the evening

~ Singing
~ Playing Violin
~ Doing puzzle of all sorts (from jigsaws to word puzzles)
~ baking

~ Snakes
~ Not being able to achieve a goal she has set for herself
~ Losing herself

~ Ambitious
~ Hardworking
~ Opinionated
~ Sarcastic
~ Caring, generally… most of the time… with most people
~ Loyal
~ Judges heavily from the outside before she knows a person
~ Charitable

Christina is a very ambitious, she often creates large wild goals that are not easily achievable, luckily, Christina and a very hard-working mindset. Christina was never one to pick up something and just naturally have skill with it but she is one to work hours upon hours to gain skill. She is more than happy to give up me-time and days out with friends to tackle a problem or study on something she doesn’t understand. She’s not one to give up either, some claim she’s a bit too persistent.

Christina is rather opinionated and stubborn in her opinions once she’s set on them, although, she can be swayed on some topics on uncommon occasions. Christina is, to her own frustration at times, one to ‘judge a book by is cover’ as fa as her first impressions on people go. She tends to find herself more comfortable with those who don’t seem rich and is quick to assume things upon one’s appearance, however, she does change her opinion as she gets to know a person. Her friend’s opinion on a person are also very likely to sway her opinion on said person if she doesn’t know them well.
Christina is a rather caring soul to most people, although she finds is hard to care for the snobbish or constantly catty who are her age, those younger than her she can care for regardless of personality. She is very cheerful and energetic and is often up for a laugh. She’s a very loyal friend and will often try and fight her friend’s battles for them. Christina is also rathe charitable and is happy to roll up her sleeves to help out a friend or for a good cause.

The outskirts of Jacksonville, Georgia.

Christina is the second of 4 children to John and Leslie Partridge, and the only daughter of the couple. The family of six live just outside of Jacksonville, Georgia. Her father had the makings of a profession violinist, he even went to college to study performance in music, however, his talent got him nowhere after college. He never tried to get anywhere with it so he never achieved anything. Instead he settled down with school teacher, Leslie, and, instead, went to work at a bank despite getting a few occasional local gigs. From a young age Christina showed a love for music and loved watched her father play the violin, she found such magic in the music it created. Eventually her father taught her how to play and, for her tenth birthday, brought her a violin. Given, it wasn’t a top brand but it was more than decent.

Growing up the Partridge’s weren’t very moneyed, however, they had enough to survive. From a young age Christina learnt the importance of budgeting and saving. The family rarely did luxuries and saved what wasn’t spent on bills, groceries or the church offering was saved up for presents or to go out for dinner one night or for school camps. On top of this Christina’s parents drilled the importance of giving to the less fortunate into their children, dragging them along to soup kitchens to assist and encouraging them to partake in charity events. Much to her parents’ delight Christina took little convincing and soon came to partake in a lot of charity work.

As she got older Christina love for music became unwavering and she started writing violin music for fun. (True, nothing grand but every composer must start somewhere.) Realising that this was something she wanted to do Christina set her dreams on becoming a composer for movies, aspiring to be the next John Williams. Knowing her parents couldn’t fund her college fees nor the costs of living elsewhere Christina starting taking on a casual job as a barista at one of the local cafes. Of course, being a casual barista does not pay well so as she neared the end of school she applied for a scholarship at The Art Institute of Atlanta. Although she got accepted into the program she didn’t get a scholarship. Taking it as a sign that she wasn’t ready Christina started a second job, working as a bartender in the evenings.

It was Christina’s father who discovered about Hollywood University opening scholarship he ‘gently encouraged’ her to apply for a scholarship. This time successful she moved from her family a moth before she was due to start with high hopes. She found a job as awaitress to earn money in the meantime.

~ Christina is a Christian (Protestant)
~ Catherine Tate