Post by amy on Jan 2, 2008 14:04:14 GMT -5
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Name: Amy Victoria North
Age: nineteen
Gender: female
Sexual Orientation: straight
Social Standing: college freshman
Physical Appearance:
Amy North was never and will never be the girl that will be overly confident in how she looks. She doesn’t think that she’s ugly, but she’s not a girl that will ever be too obsessive about how she looks or how other people think she looks. To her, girls like that are snotty and snobby, and that’s definitely not how Amy ever wants to be. Amy will agree that she’s decent looking, at least. Cute, that’s the word that everyone always says. She’s just cute, and she’ll take that. She knows that she’s not a gorgeous, curvy girl that has a future in modeling, but most agree that she doesn’t really see how beautiful she really is. Amy is a pretty girl, and most guys out there will agree.
Her eyes are what has gotten her the most attention over the years. They’re this amazing shade of blue, and always seem to sparkle. Other girls have been envious, and guys have melted at the gorgeous blue stare. Her shining eyes, coupled with the amazing smile her full lips can pull into are really a sight to behold. Amy’s face is one that she’s always thought of still holding onto the baby fat, but that’s nonsense. Her cheeks are full, and her nose straight. Amy’s dark, dirty blonde hair falls at shoulder length, and frames in that pretty face of hers perfectly.
She’s of an average height, standing at about 5’5” or so. Amy is thin, but not so thin that she looks like a pole. She’s got a good body, one that she’s actually kind of proud of. Well, at the very least she doesn’t hate how she looks. She has some good muscle tone to her, though she’s not one of those freakishly buff girls, either. She has curves that get her noticed when she wears some of her tighter clothing, but she’s not really the type to flaunt what she has a lot. Maybe just a little.
Amy’s clothing style ranges. She likes jeans and t-shirts, but she can dress up every now and then. She likes skirts and high heels, and getting to wear some cool jewelry with her outfits. She likes dresses and sweaters. Really, the girl can be seen in just about anything. One days, she’ll show up wearing an outfit that screams “dressed to impress.” The next, she might just come in a t-shirt, sweats, and flip flops. It all really depends on her mood, what she’s doing, where she’s going, and how much time she has.
Personality:
Amy isn’t a hard girl to figure out. Not at all. She’s got a lot of good qualities to her, but just like anyone else, she also has her flaws. She may seem like an angel, but men and women can’t be angels. She’s human like everyone else, and the race is prone to making mistakes and having a few quirks in their personality here and there. That’s just how it is. No exceptions. Amy knows that she isn’t perfect, and tries to make up for her flaws by focusing on her strengths. To her, that’s the best that any one person can do to try and make the world a little more livable for everyone around them, even though a lot of people don’t think about it.
She’s smart. She always loved school, loved learning. She wasn’t a wiz kid or a genius by any standard, though. She was average, but Amy always tried her hardest. Well, maybe not always. She, like any other student, had her nights were she slacked off, didn’t study as much as she should have, and made mediocre grades. Amy didn’t like science one bit. Or math, which really put out her parents’ hopes that she might follow in their shoes and go into the medical field. Amy liked history and English well enough, so then her parents thought that maybe she’d be a teacher, or maybe an author. She didn’t let those dreams get to far. What she really loved were the arts. She likes to sketch. She can play the piano, flute, alto saxophone, and a little guitar. She even got into the drama department a little in high school and was in two plays. The fine arts are her calling.
Just because she did slack in the book classes doesn’t mean that she isn’t a hard worker. When Amy wants something, she’ll put every last ounce of herself into getting it. If she starts something, she always finishes it, and does things right the first time around instead of half assing it and having to redo it. She’s a very determined girl, and if she sets her sights on something, she’ll do whatever it takes to get there. Amy’s a stubborn girl, too, and once an idea is in her head, it’s pretty much stuck there unless there is some really, and I mean really good reason to change it. With that said, you can see that she’d be one that’s usually willing to compromise. She doesn’t like arguments, and will usually try to be the peacekeeper, but when she does have to fight, she can most certainly hold her own. She’s not afraid of a challenge. She’d just rather try to come to a conclusion rationally than kicking and screaming.
Her temper is mild. She rarely gets angry, just disappointed when people turn out to be someone else from who they had previously been pretending to be. Amy likes to trust people, and will trust a person until they give her a reason not too. She’s gotten burned on that one a few times before, but she still likes to see the good in people. Even if there really isn’t a whole lot of good to see. She’s an optimist like that, always wanting to see the good in a bad situation. She’s a glass half full kind of gal, always trying to find a reason to smile, even in the worst of situations. Her creativity and randomness helps her with that a lot, and she’s often the one that people go to when they’re feeling down, knowing that she’ll have a solution, whether it be buying five pints of ice cream at two in the morning, or sitting down and having a serious talk about what’s going on.
Amy is generous, always trying to give and be the best person that she can be. Her generosity is sometimes taken advantage of, though, and she will usually turn the other cheek, not wanting to see that some people really are that selfish and unkind. She’s a dreamer, obviously, and almost seems naïve, though she isn’t. She does believe in true love, though, and is very sure that everyone in the world has a soul mate. It’s just the process of finding that person that sucks. Amy had her first serious boyfriend at age fifteen. They dated until she was eighteen, and then broke up. It had been something so hard to do, but their love had risen and fallen. They had grown up, and while they had so many good times and memories, growing up had led them to see that they weren’t soul mates. So, she’s suffered heart ache, but that doesn’t mean she believes all men are bastards. Amy still looks for the magic of that one moment, the moment that she finds the man she was meant to be with. She looks, dates, and is looking still.
To wrap it all up, Amy is a really sweet girl, but sometimes maybe a little too blind to see that not everyone is out to be kind and loving. She’s a great friend to have, and would make a wonderful girlfriend or wife to be had by the man she falls in love with. She’s one of a kind, and once you meet her, you’ll never forget her.
History:
Daniel and Ellen North met in medical school. They had a few courses together, they talked, and Daniel then took the step and asked Ellen out. She agreed, and as fate would have it, they got along perfectly. They went out on a second date that ended in a long, good night kiss, and after a year, Daniel proposed. They were married eight months later, and lived a good life in an apartment in Seattle, Washington. After they were both out of medical school, they had internships at the same hospital. A year later on what had to be the most gorgeous fall day, Ellen gave birth to their first child. Enter Amy Victoria North.
Amy had the best life she could possibly imagine growing up. She had a little brother, Benjamin, born two years after her. She had three cousins, Kade, Jared, and Hunter Trent, living just down the street from her. Those were her friends, and when she went into school, her and Hunter were in the same grade until Mr. Smarty Pants got to skip a grade. Amy had plenty of other friends, though, and her elementary days were nothing out of the ordinary. She did her work, played nicely, and got along just fine. She especially loved her art classes, though, her drawing always more elaborate than those of her classmates. In fifth grade, she joined the band, playing the flute, and loved it.
Middle school wasn’t awful, either. The kids got a little meaner and the hormones start raging, but Amy handled it all with grace. She continued to play in the band, switching back and forth between flute and the alto sax, and she also continued to fall in love with her art classes. She loved painting, and loved the music of the band. Fine arts were a dream come true to the girl who grew up in a house with two doctors, two surgeons who rarely had a life outside of the hospital, and when they did talked nothing but medical terminology that Amy understood, but didn’t really have an interest in.
It was when Amy was in the eighth grade, Ben in the sixth, that Daniel and Ellen were both home for dinner one evening, something that was a rare treat. Amy and Ben had been so excited, but they should have known that their parents wouldn’t change their schedules around for this dinner just for a family meal together. The parents announced that they had been offered good jobs at a hospital in California, and that they were going to take them. Meaning, they were going to be moving. Ben had been so angry, and Amy had just grown quiet. She didn’t fight it, though. There was nothing that she or her brother could do to change there parents’ minds, so in a month from that time, their apartment was cleared out and all of their things were sent to a house in California. Amy and Ben said sad goodbyes to their family and friends, boarded the plane, and were on their way to Cali.
And really, it wasn’t so bad. Both of the North siblings got used to it, made new friends, got situated in their new schools, and made it work. When Amy was fifteen, a freshman in high school (she was one of the older students in her class), she met Evan Groves. Evan was in her grade, a dark haired boy with frosty blue eyes that could take any girl’s breath away. He was in a lot of Amy’s classes, and the more they got to talking, the more Amy found that she liked him. She got a crush on him, and then came dangerously close to being obsessed with the boy. As it would turn out, he had the same feelings for her, and they started dating that year. He was sweet and kind to her, treating her like an absolute angel. He was everything that she could have ever hoped for in a guy. Evan Groves was the man she thought she was meant to be with.
They dated all through high school. He was his first serious boyfriend, her first real kiss, her first that she had given her heart to, and she was all those things to him as well. They lost their virginity to one another sophomore year, them fully believing that they would be together forever. They were so happy, but then junior year rolled around, and as it dragged on, their love was slowly starting to lose heat. By graduation the next year, the flame had all but gone out. They still loved one another yes, and they had tried to make it work, but they had grown up. Their love that they had felt so strongly before had grown thin. People grow up, and grow apart. Not all people, but most, and Amy and Evan couldn’t keep it from happening to them. They said a tearful good bye, and he headed east to go to college, Amy staying in California.
But guess what? Her parents were once again offered a new job, this time in New York City. Ben was angry once again, but Amy realized that she didn’t have to go. She was nineteen. She could stay were she was and finish out her freshman year in college, or she could transfer and go wherever she wanted. While the rest of her family packed and headed to New York, she packed, but was planning on staying on the west coast. She made an impulsive decision, and that was to go back to Seattle, her childhood home. She boarded a plane once again, and is now there, putting her life together, and being the best version of herself that she could possibly be.
Family Details:
Daniel North, father, 45, New York City, New York, doctor
Ellen North, mother, 43, New York City, New York, doctor
Benjamin North, brother, 17, New York City, New York, high school student
Robert Trent, uncle, 41, Seattle, Washington, lawyer
Marion Trent, aunt, 40, Seattle, Washington, photographer
Jared Trent, cousin, deceased
Hunter Trent, cousin, 19, Seattle, Washington, college student
Kade Trent, cousin, 21, Seattle, Washington, auto mechanic
Cooper Trent, cousin, 2, Seattle, Washington