Ayla Lauren McGraw

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Character Name: Ayla Lauren McGraw
Nickname(s): Ayla, Al, Aly, Lauren
Gender: Female
Age: seventeen
Grade: Junior
Former School: Hillard
Sexuality: Straight
Clique: Prep
Weight: 117
Height: 5'5
Appearence:

Ayla’s best feature is probably her head, as that is where her personality and beauty become one. Her brown eyes sparkle in a way that shows her hidden innocence, that shows the little girl that rests inside her. Her eyes are a window to her entire existence, as they tell a story that can not be put into words. Her perfectly plucked eyebrows lay above them, but only accent the eyes below. More breathtaking then her eyes is her smile, something that everybody can see beauty in. Her teeth simply sparkle and simply make whoever looks at her feel happy. Her smile gives her a huge amount of presence, making her a lasting image in your mind. However, nobody’s perfect and Ayla will happily tell you that her nose just doesn’t fit her face right. Although many say it looks perfectly normal- which may be Ayla’s problem. Her biggest fear is to look normal.

Ayla is a beautiful girl, who is fully capable of taking anybody’s breath away. She however has different opinions. No matter how many people tell her she has the most gorgeous legs in the world it doesn’t change Ayla’s mind that she just doesn’t look that amazing. She always feels she lacks in the back end, like she doesn’t really have an ass that says “wow” and to make it worse, she doesn’t even have any “bam” in the front. Ayla hates her C cup chest and lack of booty, and fails to recognize her gorgeous legs. Ayla also fails to recognize her well toned arms, that she feels are way too muscular to be considered pretty.

One thing Ayla does love is her hair. Ayla’s hair is a gorgeous chocolate brown with an intense amount of natural highlights. Her hair has a natural shine to it that makes it pop and glow against her skin. Her favourite thing about it is how easy it is- with it’s natural soft curls that take little prep to be a gorgeous head of hair that looks like she spent hours on. She usually keeps her hair this way, as she feels when it’s any curlier she looks like an alien from out of space. However, she is known to use the straightening iron every one in awhile. When she does, Ayla’s hair looks very sleek and gorgeous. Her hair is one thing that Ayla has a hard time not liking, and is the root to the confidence that she has about her.

Personality:

Ayla is a very- shall we say bold character? Actually, bold sounds too different when in reality Ayla is just very sure of herself. Or at least, she fakes it well. Ayla is a very brace girl who is confident in her decisions. This plays for an against her, as she definitely fits in with the rich snobs she hangs around with with their ‘I do no wrong’ attitude. She takes control every time she has a chance, which is exactly why she doesn’t do team sports. She also takes control of everything in her personal life, which is probably the number one reason she hasn’t had a serious boyfriend. Ayla is so bold a lot of guys can’t stand the idea of letting her take charge. Amazingly she keeps in toned down enough to keep friends, but only if she keeps running. If she doesn’t run on a daily basis she feels powerless and like she doesn’t have control in her life. When she gets that feeling watch out, because here comes the bitch.

Ayla is a very social girl. She enjoys spending time with people and most importantly, getting to know people. She loves spending time with people, usually older then her. And if you spend any time with this social butterfly, you’ll notice she’s addicted to this thing called sarcasm. If you don’t know her, or just plain have no sense of humour, you will be in complete hatred of Ayla. She doesn’t want to be a bitch, but if you don’t understand the sarcasm in her quick replies you’ll never be able to follow her. Ayla’s a busy girl, and she isn’t one to hold back if she doesn’t like you. She knows what she wants, she knows who she wants to hang out with and she also knows who she needs to impress- and their’s a good chance your not one of them.

Ayla is a very determined girl. She knows what she wants and she won’t stop at anything to get there. She has goals in mind and she does her best to get there. She prides herself on her accomplishments, and it’s something she doesn’t take lightly. She aims for the best, from times to grades. She won’t ever let you know that though, she fears being known as a geek or a browner. It’s a side of her life she hides from everyone, an insecurity she’s always had. Ayla is determined to be at the top of the food chain, and she’s not going to let the her average get in the way of that. She’s a high school junior, lying is something that is in her blood.

History:

Everyone has a tragic past that makes us take a second look at ourselves and the life we’ve lived. But for the most part, Ayla’s life was above average. She grew up in a big house in the city of Toronto, where her mom pretty much made sure she had everything she wanted and more. Ayla always seen everything she got as her mom’s way of trying to cover up the fact their was an absence, that she didn’t have a father. It never really effected Ayla, she didn’t notice that somebody was gone. She had her nannies to take care of her when her mom wasn’t home, what else did she really need? Her nannies were always their for her and she never really questioned her moms constantly changing boyfriends. And once she got older, the nannies disappeared and she started enjoying the freedom of the house. Sure their were nights after she broke up with a boyfriend or fought with her best friend that she really wished she’d had somebody to go home to. Ayla learned to deal with it though, it just became part of her to deal with her own problems. Ayla just learned to shop when she was down, that was her way of dealing with things. So she’d go blow a thousand bucks, her mom never noticed. Ayla just spent money to make up for her lack of guidance, and it worked for her in a weird way.

Ayla was always the pretty little rich girl. In the earlier years she was seen more as the sweet, innocent child who was very polite and had a great upbringing. Her teachers always made compliments like “your so mature”, “you’re going to have a great future” and “you’re always so happy”. The truth was, they were all interpretations of the kid she had been told to be. She wanted to run around and act like a total whack job, but she’d been taught better. She had been taught to be proper, and she’d also been told anything less was unaccepted. So Ayla faked it, faked that she was happy in her picture perfect world. In reality she probably could have been diagnosed with some medical condition such as depression, but hey she came out of it. The summer before grade nine is when she joined a running group- her mother thought it’d improve her healthy lifestyle. When Ayla started running, her life seemed better. Like she was in absolute control and that everything was going to be okay, as long as she ran. So by the time she hit grade nine she was a different person, and not just different as in she’d gained twenty pounds of muscle.

When Ayla hit grade nine her true personality started to shine through, as her nannies were no longer telling her what to do or think. She was immediately brought into the close circle of friends that all looked like her- long hair, gorgeous clothes, short skirts and skinny. She simply spent her entire grade nine and ten years with them, going to parties, throwing parties, trying alcohol, doing drugs and doing everything else. The only thing she didn’t do with them was run. She became the ‘Queen Bee’ of the group, but she never really noticed until later on that she was in charge of their social life. She had the perfect life going for her- until her mother found a bag of weed and a bottle of vodka in her closet. Her mom freaked and claimed she was getting Ayla out of this, and that if she continued to do drugs she’d stop paying for her running coaches and marathon entries. So Ayla quit drugs cold turkey, and wasn’t surprised when her mom handed her a letter and told her she was going to boarding school. It was just like her mother to just hand off Ayla and her problems. So Ayla’s here now, and she’s ready to take this place by storm.

Sample Rp:

Mercedes smiled at the tall, muscular bartender that stood in the wings. Her eyes sparkled with play, she was simply looking for amusement tonight. She watched him step towards her, testing the water. She smirked slightly before letting her eyes trail off, pretending their actually was somebody else in the bar worth looking at. This bar stunk of must and spilled beer, the exact thing you’d expect when you saw the shack from the outside with small sign that glowed ‘Wilson’s Bar’. It was probably the oldest, most run down bar she’d ever entered. It was far from the fancy night clubs she was used to, but their was some comfort about it. That or the alcohol was really starting to kick in, and she’d only downed a couple shots of vodka so far. She didn’t care anymore though, she was here as a last resort. She’d fucked her entire life up, and this was her attempt at clearing her head.

Mercedes smiled as she heard the sound of glass hitting the counter, as the off-limits bar tender slid her a drink an mouthed ‘on the house’. Mercedes accepted the drink with ease, knowing this night would role by without thought and the only memory she’d have would be a banging hangover. “Names Mercedes” she said with a soft tone in her voice, the southern accent coming through. Even after all those years in the big city, the minute she walked back into this sad old town her accent returned. Maybe it was the hope of fitting in, maybe it was the alcohol or maybe it was just her way of covering up the pain of her mothers death. Whatever it was, it was working. She’d caught his attention and she could see him pouring her another shot.

Mercedes laughed, something that came out easily when the alcohol started getting handed to her faster then she could drink it. This guy seemed to be unaware she would have slept with him without the alcohol, but she wasn’t complaining. Her head felt huge and she could feel her body starting to complain about the abuse she was encouraging. She didn’t care though, it was the only way she could deal with the flashbacks that were entering her mind. This town meant nothing good for her, it was full of her past. She could almost see him, see the murder that had spent years tracking her down. She could imagine him killing her mother, thinking it was her. It sickened her, that by her being alive today her mother had had to die. It was an ache and memory that didn’t seem to go away. Mercedes just hoped the alcohol and sex would dull it, it had to. It was the only way she’d make it through the next few weeks.

Celeb:

Shailene Woodley

Out Of Character:

About moi? Hmmmm.. Well my name is Kansas and I'm sixteen years old. I've been roleplaying on and off since I was 10, so six years now, I prefer I'm contacted through PM, but I check my email most days so that is a second option.

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[( shannon )]

So while I was reading the appearance, I was really developing a picture in my mind of her. And that's when I looked at the pb and it fit perfectly! I liked the thing about her nose and the fear of being normal. The flow of the personality was great. And for once, a history that isn't a complete tragedy! I loved how unique it was too. It was average, but the little details made it great. Accepted!