Jamie Michael Wolfe. Mostly everyone calls him James unless they're close friends or family.

James just turned 18 in May

Male

Heterosexual

Jamie has a half sleeve on his left forearm. It features a compass, a skull, roses, and a tiger. On his chest is the date XXV・I・MMIV with an abel wing on each side of the numbers, as a tribute to his parents. James has both lobes pierced and usually wears studs but will occasionally wear small hoops.

Jamie Wolfe is an interesting young man to say the least. The first thing you'll notice is that he always has a relaxed air around him. He's the type of guy to roll with the punches and never really gets riled up. Despite his calm demeanor, he has a very active thought process and doesn't possess a filter. He'll always speak his mind, to a fault, he's always so brutally honest. Wolfe is also an extrovert and quite a funny one at that. He has a unique sense of humor, a mix of deep thinking questions and brutal honesty that either makes you hate him or laugh your ass off.

James isn't a black or white person, and sometime's you'll wonder how he'll react, he's not predictable. One moment he could be telling a joke, the next he could be asking thought-provoking questions, and the next he could be quiet and listening. James likes to do his own thing and try new stuff. He believes that everyone should be able to do their own thing without being judged or having to worry about their image.

Despite being able to do his fair share of talking and listening, James isn't one to talk about his personal shit often. Since he was a little kid and his parents died in a freak car accident, he has put up barriers between his fun and unpredictable persona he puts up at school and his personal life. Not many people know the deep stuff about Jamie, all the shit he's afraid to tell people. Because of this, he struggles with intimate relationships. It doesn't help that the one real relationship he had ended up with him getting cheated on and betrayed by an ex-bestfriend.

James' real and true passion in life is music, he lives and breaths it. He started playing guitar and ukulele when he was around 11 or 12, he doesn't remember exactly. Wolfe can kind of play piano and learned a couple beats on a drum set but his true talent lies in guitar singing, and songwriting. Now, the only audience he's ever sang in front of were his grandparents, so he's not too confident in his abilities despite having a natural voice. I mean, who would believe their grandparents, its not like they could say he sucked. Jamie keeps his songwriting and singing low-key, so the only times you'll catch him writing lyrics or singing to himself is when he's alone. James hopes to make a career out of his skills in music one day, but his grandfather (a veteran) wants him to join the USMC like his father.

- Music
- Hiking
- Partying (will smoke weed occasionally but it doesn't excite him like it does to other people, he prefers to drink more than anything)
- Deep conversations
- Making people laugh
- The little moments in life
- Coffee

- Not escaping this small town
- Not making something out of himself
- Letting someone in and getting fucked over... Again
- Anything with square or rectangular pupils creep him out
- Bad breath (having it himself and dealing with other people that have it)
- Annoying/boring people
- Cherries

James' is 6 feet tall and weighs 170lb. His natural hair color is milk chocolate brown but he dyed the top of it blond, he has muddy brown eyes that he wishes were blue. In the summer he wears athletic or cargo shorts with graphic tees or tank tops, depending on the day. Jamie is left handed, and wears his grandfather's watch on his right wrist.

From the few, foggy memories James has of his parents, he gathered that they had loved him dearly. Sadly, he could only think back to those simpler times in brief pictures and short clips. Like his favorite memory of them; he was being pushed on a swing by his father. Everythime the swing would rush backwards he would look over his shoulder to see his father smiling at him and James would giggle gleefully. When he was pitches forward he was greeted by his mother's beautiful face making silly expressions at him until he would get close enough and she would tickle his tummy. In the present day, he can only grip on to that one memory and a vague remembrance of their faces. He was five years old when they tragically died in a freak car accident. Jamie had been at home with a babysitter while his parents were out on a date for their anniversary. Coming home, they were in a front end collision with a drunk driver. The man had been swerving in his lane and smashed into them at 70 miles an hour. Medical professionals claimed they died instantly, not that James cared about the degree to which they died. At the ripe age of five, death was a foreign concept, and it didn't really sink in for a while. He was just told that Mama and Daddy were on vacation for a while and he was going to have to stay with his grandparents. May and Gary Wolfe took great care of him, even in their old age. Growing up, Jamie received nothing but love and was spoiled constantly. He grew up in an amazing home, Gary had been the CEO of a multi-million dollar company which not only allowed him to retire early, but left him with a hefty amount of cash in the bank. By the time James hit his teenage years, he became redical. He was angry at the universe from taking his parents away from him, and he acted out in school because of it. At the point, his grandparents were in their late seventies and couldn't keep a proper eye on him. Despite his punk behavior in school and the partying and the drugs, he always treated his grandparents with the tenderest love. Deep down he hated that he was doing what he was doing, because he knew his parents would have wanted him to be a better person. Not that it mattered what they would have thought, they were fucking gone.
Things sort of calmed down by his junior year of high school. He was actually focused on doing well in school and his teachers realized that he was actually really freaking smart. If he had put more effort in and really cracked down on his studies, he could have easily gotten straight A's. Instead he got average B's, but Hell that was way better than the D's and E's he had been recieving beforehand. Things looked like they were turning around from the young Wofle, he even managed to land himself a job as an assistant in an auto shop in town. Jamie learned here the ins and outs of cars, and also found a love for them. Using his grandfather's money, he bought a luxury car at 17 years old. It was a beautiful Audi R8 and it caught a lot of people's eyes. He bought it used, but used his new skills learned from the auto shop to fix it up.
At 17, James found his first love, Abby. He was head over heels the first time he saw her, he almost couldn't believe it. Even better, it seemed she had feelings for him to. Long story short, they dated for almost all of his junior year until April of that same year. Jamie had decided that he was going to surprise Abby with her favorite candy and a Redbox movie. She had claimed she was feeling sick that day so he wanted to go cheer her up. He had let himself in, knowing where the spare key was, but when he went upstairs to her room he was met with that made his blood boil. When he knocked on the door he heard a guy's voice curse. James slammed opened the door, half in shock and not want to believe what was probably behind that door. Wolfe opened the door to see his best friend, Jack, frantically trying to get off Abby. Not believing his eyes, he kind of just stood there for a while in shock. It was awful, they didn't even try to lie or explain. They just confessed that they had been seeing each other behind his back for about a month. Normally, James isn't one to explode on someone, but holy shit, he blew up. The normally calm teenager, literally threw Jack off Abby's bed and just started wailing on him. Abby was screaming and sobbing in the background, not that James was paying any attention to her. After Wolfe was satisfied with his work and all his anger was gone, he left Jack with his broken face and Abby with a broken heart. He never talked to either of them after that day, and when people asked what the hell happened to Jack, Jack lied and said he tripped skateboarding and ate shit. James didn't know why Jack never told anyone about how he got assaulted by James, but he tries not to think of either of them anymore. This is the main reason, James has been so distant recently, and he hasn't told anyone. When anyone asks what happened to Abby, he says she dumped him and didn't tell him why.

Collin Lucas O'Connor
California JR - On account of the fact that he moved to Dixie Inn from California, and he's Charlie's younger brother. Most of Charlie's friends will call him this.

13 1/2

Male

Heterosexual

He has a scar on his right shoulder that was left there by a fence that he tried to crawl under.

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Charlie David O'Connor
California - Called this by a lot of his friends and fellow students. Got this nickname after moving to Dixie from California five years ago.

Seventeen

Male

Heterosexual

No tattoos, but he likes to doodle fountain pens on his forearm, for no reason other than he thinks they look cool. He plans on getting the image tattooed when he turns eighteen.

Charlie is your classic class clown, and always has been. His mom always taught him that the best way to anyone's hearts was to make them laugh, so that's what he did. He strives to have fun, and give people a fun time, often in the form of elaborate pranks that take him weeks of planning, that more often than not result in detention.

Once you get past the immaturity, Charlie is a really intelligent kid. He loves to read and learn, and is extremely curious. He's resourceful to, and has a knack for using the bare minimum supplies to solve a problem. He values brains over any other trait in a person, and finds himself drawn to the more intelligent inhabitants of Dixie Inn.

But, for all his intelligence, Charlie is a rather flawed teenager. His mouth is too big, and he often doesn't realize when he needs to stop running it. This social ineptitude has gotten him into more than one fight at school, but it hasn't taught him anything. And, years of being the smartest kid in school have given him a great deal of hubris, one that manifests itself as a desire to always be in charge, never wanting to take orders from anyone he deems less intelligent than he. Which is mostly everyone.

Outside of his classic practical jokes, Charlie has always found solace in books, as well as writing. He loves to read and could spend a whole day laying in bed with a great book. This love of reading led him to try his hand at writing, short stories mostly, but he does hope to become a novelist some day, or perhaps a screenplay writer. Other than that, Charlie just likes to hang out with friends, and go on whichever crazy misadventures they might get him into. He's always wanted a more exciting life, one like the stories he reads and writes, and so he often explores the town, late at night, in hopes of finding something of interest.

+ Cats and Dogs
+ Books
+ Food
+ A good pranks
+ Puns
+ Writing
+ Sleep
+ Exploration and adventure
+ Winter

- Reptiles
- Heights
- Corn, in pretty much any form.
- Romance novels
- Any temperature over 90 degrees
- Being bossed around
- Stupid people

Charlie was born on a cold winters day in a small Californian town. He grew up on the west coast, with his mother and father, Christina and Mason, and later on his brother. He had a rather happy child hood, and was always popular at school.

And then, when he was twelve, his normally calm life was shredded to bits. He remembers the lights from the police cars most, but the look the man gave him was a close second. It had been a late night for his father, who was a doctor at the local hospital, and he'd been driving on a wet road when he lost control of his car. He'd died at the crash.

After that, his mom uprooted him and his brother and moved them to Dixie Inn. Traumatized by the death of his father and angered by his sudden move, he began to lash out, in the form of his pranks. His mom didn't really care, in fact he got most of his ideas from her. He's since gotten past his father's death, at least mostly, but he still has nightmares about that night.

Collin Lucas O'Connor
California JR - On account of the fact that he moved to Dixie Inn from California, and he's Charlie's younger brother. Most of Charlie's friends will call him this.

13 1/2

Male

Heterosexual

He has a scar on his right shoulder that was left there by a fence that he tried to crawl under.

Collin is a very contrasting figure to his brother. Where his brother is immature and reckless, Collin is cool and collected, the level head of his family. He does share his brother's intelligence and resourcefulness though, and he is extremely curious.

However, Collin's cool and collected exterior can crack at times, and when it does, God help the person who cracked it. His fury can generally be invoked by comments about his family or violence towards his brother or himself. He's also very shy, not very good at socializing with many of the other kids at school. He's easily embarrassed as well, and blushing seems to be second nature to him.

Collin loves reading, much like his brother, and he's also an avid cross country athlete. He loves running, and thinks it brings him closer to his father. He also enjoys video games, much like any other teenager, and he will sometimes spend whole days inside, staring at the TV. His favorite genre of books is mystery, although he's always up for a good sci-fi novel or an adventure one even.

+ Mystery
+ Pizza
+ Video Games
+ Running
+ His family
+ Cats

- Broccoli
- Being Insulted
- Big groups of people
- Spiders

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Born the second child of Christina and Mason O'Connor, Collin had a normal childhood. He and his family took yearly summer vacations and he played little league baseball while his brother complained about having to go to the games. It was a normal suburban life. Until that night.

Collin doesn't remember it like his brother does, but it hit him harder. He was closer to his father and when his mom told him that he wasn't coming home, he drew back into himself. He became much more reserved, much less friendly. It was only worsened when he was moved to Dixie Inn, away from all the memories he'd made when his family was whole.

He had hated Dixie Inn for the longest time. His classmates teased him for his western accent, and he couldn't stand the heat. But, he eventually found a few friends, kids who he became very close with in the coming years. While he remained a shy boy, he began to come out of his shell, and move past the incident that had haunted much of his earlier years. While he's not as healed as Charlie, he's getting there. He thinks running has definitely helped that, since it was the same sport his dad did.