-Stella James-
Age: 16
DoB: September 19
Hair: Long black curls
Eyes: Grey
Build: one word, small. everything about her is small.
Appearance:
Her thin body is nearly encompassed by long black curls. Huge curled bangs fall into her grey eyes making them near impossible to see. Her style is somewhat preppy, in that she tends to wear plaid, even when it's not required for her uniform, and almost always has a ribbon somewhere on her person... in her hair, around her neck, around her wrist. Never goes anywhere without her green and blue plaid sling messenger bag. The only makeup you'll ever see on her face is a mascara, if you can see it around her hair.
Personality:
Distant. If approached, she only says what is absolutely necessary. Many times, she won't say anything at all, just nod and walk away. Almost never smiles.
Rp Sample:
Stella dragged her feet along the ground towards the MacAlister Academy gates. Whatever her parents were thinking in sending her here, it was wrong. She had no buisiness at a boarding school. Some days she just wanted to kill them. But today was not one of those days, as they were a thousand miles away, probably laughing their heads off that they had gotten rid of her so easily. As she approached the gates, she tucked her hands into the pocket of her black trench coat, and then entered.
__________________ ...to start over...
Last edited by Nightingale; 06-04-2007 at 11:22 PM.
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