Post by nora on Jul 23, 2012 22:14:21 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 380px; background-color:#E3E3E3; border-left: 3px solid #331E13; border-right: 3px solid #331E13;] siddalee giana everett , NINETEEN, VIOLINIST, DAMAGED, WILD CHILD, PARTY GIRL |
HEY, my name is Siddalee Everett. I grew up in Manhattan with my mother, father, and twin sister Novalee. Father was the highest paid lawyer in the city, so we had a lot of... privileges. I grew up in a pent house on Park avenue, but that was all crap. The girls there are bitches and the boys are drugged up idiots. I was never to good at school, I had no interest in it! so what did I care. Nova cared enough for the both of us! She can be such the little school marm. Freaky if you ask me! Sometimes, I don't know how we are twins. It doesn't matter, because I am an artist. I have been playing violin for as long as I can remember. And I am good! By the time I was fifteen I was playing concert halls around the globe, I was declared a prodigy. That made mummy of so happy! She has played violin, but didn't have what it takes. That's why when I quit she was hit the hardest.
It wasn't fun any more. I was being forced to do all these things, I was fading into the background. Fading away was never something I thought I would do, and if you know me you know why. I've always been rather wild, loud and outspoken I would pull the attention. I have a very dry sense of humor, that mixed with a certain wit. Not that I am cocky or anything! Well, maybe a little. But the more pressure that was put on me the more stifled I felt! I couldn't handle it. So, at the ripe old age of sixteen I quit my life long passion and the only thing that stabilized me. But when I cut the strings, everything came apart. Namely, my parents marriage. It was only three months until they divorced. My mother got me and my sister in the divorce. How can they do that? Just give people away, like we are livestock or something. She got us but not the house. So, my mother moved us to her old home in Myrtle Beach.
That was a big shock, everything is different there. The climate, the houses, the people. The way they talk and dress and look. It was revolting. I missed New York so much, but there was nothing I could do. I still have another year of school. The longer I stayed the worse it was getting, I was spending more and more nights out in the clubs. I knew the worst kinds of people and didn't give a shit about anything any more. I graduated, but just barely, and as soon as I did I got out of my mothers house. Nova and I had been growing apart ever since we moved, but by the end of the year we haven't talked in months. Our relationship disintegrated into nothing, and now I haven't talked to her in over a year. My own sister. But hey, what can you do?
Since I moved out I got an apartment in a high rise in the city, and got worse. I didn't go to college, why bother? Even if I wanted to go nowhere would take me. I know that, but I couldn't care less. In the past year I have basically imploded. I have become almost nocturnal, going out nearly every night. The clubs and parties have become my turf. I go out every night and drink and smoke. So far I have avoided most of the more intense drugs, who could deny X at a rave? But besides that, I have tried to stay away. But the longer I have been staying in the world the more lost I have become. I don't feel like a person any more, I don't have an identity any more. I feel lost, like I am searching for something in a fog. I know the toll it is taking on on my body, but I cant stop. I don't know how to stop.
You want to plot with me? Leave a comment and we can see what we can arrange.
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LOVERS;
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OTHERS;
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It wasn't fun any more. I was being forced to do all these things, I was fading into the background. Fading away was never something I thought I would do, and if you know me you know why. I've always been rather wild, loud and outspoken I would pull the attention. I have a very dry sense of humor, that mixed with a certain wit. Not that I am cocky or anything! Well, maybe a little. But the more pressure that was put on me the more stifled I felt! I couldn't handle it. So, at the ripe old age of sixteen I quit my life long passion and the only thing that stabilized me. But when I cut the strings, everything came apart. Namely, my parents marriage. It was only three months until they divorced. My mother got me and my sister in the divorce. How can they do that? Just give people away, like we are livestock or something. She got us but not the house. So, my mother moved us to her old home in Myrtle Beach.
That was a big shock, everything is different there. The climate, the houses, the people. The way they talk and dress and look. It was revolting. I missed New York so much, but there was nothing I could do. I still have another year of school. The longer I stayed the worse it was getting, I was spending more and more nights out in the clubs. I knew the worst kinds of people and didn't give a shit about anything any more. I graduated, but just barely, and as soon as I did I got out of my mothers house. Nova and I had been growing apart ever since we moved, but by the end of the year we haven't talked in months. Our relationship disintegrated into nothing, and now I haven't talked to her in over a year. My own sister. But hey, what can you do?
Since I moved out I got an apartment in a high rise in the city, and got worse. I didn't go to college, why bother? Even if I wanted to go nowhere would take me. I know that, but I couldn't care less. In the past year I have basically imploded. I have become almost nocturnal, going out nearly every night. The clubs and parties have become my turf. I go out every night and drink and smoke. So far I have avoided most of the more intense drugs, who could deny X at a rave? But besides that, I have tried to stay away. But the longer I have been staying in the world the more lost I have become. I don't feel like a person any more, I don't have an identity any more. I feel lost, like I am searching for something in a fog. I know the toll it is taking on on my body, but I cant stop. I don't know how to stop.
You want to plot with me? Leave a comment and we can see what we can arrange.
FRIENDS;
none yet.
ENEMIES;
none yet.
LOVERS;
none yet.
OTHERS;
none yet.
i love brooklyn from caution !!!
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[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, width: 400px; height: 380px; background-color:#E3E3E3; border-left: 3px solid #331E13; border-right: 3px solid #331E13;] posey claire fitch , EIGHTEEN, NAIVE, KIND-HEARTED, DANCER |
HELLO, My name is Posey!
On September 7th, a beautiful baby girl with amazing blue eyes was born to Jac and Katie Fitch, and they named her Posey Claire. Jac and Katie were married only 10 months earlier, Katie was 19 and Jac was 21. As was tradition in her family Katie was married barely out of high school and Jac was only in town one week before he met Katie. He had just moved to Michigan from Bourges France since he was accepted into an architecture program at the University of Michigan. Katie was from a wealthy family; they owned a chain of furniture stores that were now in seven states. Jac was from a humble home, his family was in the working middle class of Bourges. He had always been attracted to architecture, growing up in France he had constant stimulation from the beautiful buildings everywhere. He worked hard to earn a full scholarship to study architecture in America. When he met Katie it was love at first sight, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. They were married three months later. When Jac graduated he and Katie moved to New York to work at an architecture firm, where, in only three years he got his first big job; designing a new bank building. By the time Posey was eight Jac was the new big thing in architecture.
Posey grew up in many places, when she was three the family moved from Michigan to New York. When Posey was only eight the family began the circuit of moving. Her father had made it in the world of architecture and started getting jobs around the world. They would live in Dubai for four months then be in Kawaii for a few months after that. They owned a chateau in Paris, a penthouse in New York, another in London, a mansion in Michigan, and a condo in Tokyo. Since they were never in one place for more than a few months at a time, Posey grew up schooled by tutors that traveled with the family. The environment she grew up in made for little interaction with other people her own age. She grew up humble and kind, always trying to be sweet to everyone she interacts with. She was never all that aware of her family’s wealth. She knew that the houses and moving was unusual, but never thought much of it. Her parents were always sure to keep her away from they other elite children, scared the interaction would change her.
The only thing Posey has ever really cared about is dance. It has been the only constant in her life, wherever she went her parents were always sure to keep her in dance classes. Where ever they went Nessa worked with dancers and instructors from the local ballet and modern companies. She has never wanted to be anything other than a dancer, it is her only ambition. A year ago she began to ask to move on her own, she loves her parents but she has hardly ever been part of normal life. She just wanted to try things on her own. After months of consideration they agreed, on the condition that they picked the place. Two months later Posey found herself on route to her own little house in South Carolina, ready to make a new start on her own.
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Posey has always been a little ray of sunshine ever since she was little, with her big smile and her eyes that light up. A sweet little girl from the beginning she was always the one who would jump up and help whenever help was needed. She never complains, always unselfish till the end. Posey loves her family, more then well, almost anything. Her parents are extreme traditionalists; they want Posey to do as they did. Get married, have kids, and they consider it a near crime to leave. But she felt it was really time to go her own way. She is just too trusting with everything; she honestly believes 98% of anything people tell her.
Posey's whole life can practically be summed up with one thing, dance. Since she could walk it was obvious that she would dance, even as a baby she was so graceful and all of her movements seemed like dancing. So when she was five when her parents finally put her into dance classes. Within the next two years she flew through classes, and by the time she was 9 she was the best in her class, a class of mostly 15 year olds. This was an amazing feat that at such a young age she was the best in a class of girls that had been doing it for much longer then her. But as she grew and got older she exceeded the levels and is now at a professional level, dancing is the main thing in her life by far.
Posey is defiantly a romantic person, she has dreams in her head, mostly planted by her parents. She loves watching those cheesy romance movies had gets all these pretty pictures in her head. And she believes all this! She thinks that everything is like in the movies and even tho she has plenty of evidence to the contrary.
You want to plot with me? Leave a comment and we can see what we can arrange.
FRIENDS;
none yet.
ENEMIES;
none yet.
LOVERS;
none yet.
OTHERS;
none yet.
On September 7th, a beautiful baby girl with amazing blue eyes was born to Jac and Katie Fitch, and they named her Posey Claire. Jac and Katie were married only 10 months earlier, Katie was 19 and Jac was 21. As was tradition in her family Katie was married barely out of high school and Jac was only in town one week before he met Katie. He had just moved to Michigan from Bourges France since he was accepted into an architecture program at the University of Michigan. Katie was from a wealthy family; they owned a chain of furniture stores that were now in seven states. Jac was from a humble home, his family was in the working middle class of Bourges. He had always been attracted to architecture, growing up in France he had constant stimulation from the beautiful buildings everywhere. He worked hard to earn a full scholarship to study architecture in America. When he met Katie it was love at first sight, she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. They were married three months later. When Jac graduated he and Katie moved to New York to work at an architecture firm, where, in only three years he got his first big job; designing a new bank building. By the time Posey was eight Jac was the new big thing in architecture.
Posey grew up in many places, when she was three the family moved from Michigan to New York. When Posey was only eight the family began the circuit of moving. Her father had made it in the world of architecture and started getting jobs around the world. They would live in Dubai for four months then be in Kawaii for a few months after that. They owned a chateau in Paris, a penthouse in New York, another in London, a mansion in Michigan, and a condo in Tokyo. Since they were never in one place for more than a few months at a time, Posey grew up schooled by tutors that traveled with the family. The environment she grew up in made for little interaction with other people her own age. She grew up humble and kind, always trying to be sweet to everyone she interacts with. She was never all that aware of her family’s wealth. She knew that the houses and moving was unusual, but never thought much of it. Her parents were always sure to keep her away from they other elite children, scared the interaction would change her.
The only thing Posey has ever really cared about is dance. It has been the only constant in her life, wherever she went her parents were always sure to keep her in dance classes. Where ever they went Nessa worked with dancers and instructors from the local ballet and modern companies. She has never wanted to be anything other than a dancer, it is her only ambition. A year ago she began to ask to move on her own, she loves her parents but she has hardly ever been part of normal life. She just wanted to try things on her own. After months of consideration they agreed, on the condition that they picked the place. Two months later Posey found herself on route to her own little house in South Carolina, ready to make a new start on her own.
––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––––
Posey has always been a little ray of sunshine ever since she was little, with her big smile and her eyes that light up. A sweet little girl from the beginning she was always the one who would jump up and help whenever help was needed. She never complains, always unselfish till the end. Posey loves her family, more then well, almost anything. Her parents are extreme traditionalists; they want Posey to do as they did. Get married, have kids, and they consider it a near crime to leave. But she felt it was really time to go her own way. She is just too trusting with everything; she honestly believes 98% of anything people tell her.
Posey's whole life can practically be summed up with one thing, dance. Since she could walk it was obvious that she would dance, even as a baby she was so graceful and all of her movements seemed like dancing. So when she was five when her parents finally put her into dance classes. Within the next two years she flew through classes, and by the time she was 9 she was the best in her class, a class of mostly 15 year olds. This was an amazing feat that at such a young age she was the best in a class of girls that had been doing it for much longer then her. But as she grew and got older she exceeded the levels and is now at a professional level, dancing is the main thing in her life by far.
Posey is defiantly a romantic person, she has dreams in her head, mostly planted by her parents. She loves watching those cheesy romance movies had gets all these pretty pictures in her head. And she believes all this! She thinks that everything is like in the movies and even tho she has plenty of evidence to the contrary.
You want to plot with me? Leave a comment and we can see what we can arrange.
FRIENDS;
none yet.
ENEMIES;
none yet.
LOVERS;
none yet.
OTHERS;
none yet.
i love brooklyn from caution !!!
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