Andrea Bell Hayes

[bmcpherson]

Character Name: Andrea Bell Hayes
Nickname(s): Andrea, Andy, Bee, Bell.
Gender: Female
Age: Twenty
Sexuality: Straight
Grade: Sophomore
College: Central
Other:
Major: Art And Design (Tattoo Artist)
Weight: One Hundred Fifteen
Height: Five Foot Five.
Appearance:

I'm five foot five and I weigh one hundred and fifteen pounds. That's about average for a girl. I have dark brown almost black hair that falls past my chest. My eyes are a light blue. I have light tanned skin that usually smells of my peach lotion. Anyways, I usually wear eyeliner and mascara, sometimes I will wear a gold or brown eyeshadow to complement my eyes. It all depends on what kind of occasion it is or what mood I'm in.

I have a fairly normal clothing style. I wear Abercrombie and Fitch, Holister, and even American Eagle. I love to wear boots and you'll almost always see me in some pair of skinny jeans or distressed jeans. I swear they're like an addiction of mine.

I kind of hate the way people classify me into categories just based off of first looks, I'm actually pretty smart when you take the time to get to know me. I am constantly hearing from my sister about how jealous she is about the way I look. I mean, don't I look just like every other average American teenage girl? I think that my sister is the most beautiful girl on the planet. And I hope that she can come home soon and maybe come to school here in Central, at the high school of course. Some other things about my appearance is that I have a tattoo on my back off a sequence of monarch butterflies flying up my side. You can see it << There. I also have a tattoo of a heart on my hip. I have a couple piercings including my septum and my belly button. I want to get an industrial but i heard that those hurt like no other. I plan on having a few more tattoo's done in the future but for now, I'm pretty happy with the way i look and I don't plan on changing it too much any time soon.

Personality:

I was in a car accident a year ago and the tattoo on my hip has a scar across it making the heart look broken. It's from where a shard of glass impaled my hip. You want to know about my personality huh? I'll tell you what other people say about me at least. I am very trusting, almost too trusting. If you were to say 'hi' to me, I would most likely assume you are the sweetest person in the world and trust you with everything you said. However, I am trying to become a little less trusting because that has only gotten me hurt. I am also very caring towards those that mean something to me. So, in other words I'm caring towards practically everyone. But, don't get me wrong, there are a couple of people who I can't stand. Those people don't get my every-day caring side, but if they absolutely needed it, no matter what the circumstance, I would be there for them.

Um, what else can I tell you. I am very sweet, at least that is what I have been told, but because of my sweetness, I am quite the flirt. There is nothing wrong with a little flirting. I mean, its not like I have done anything risky with it. I just like to flirt with people. However, if I were to have a boy or something of that sort, I don't run around all flirty, well, at least I try not to. I love to go out and party, however, I have recently been called the 'mother'. I take care of everyone when they get sloppy. It's just something I do. I do like to just let loose sometimes and have fun. Its not fun always pretending to be the perfect child now is it? When it comes to school, I'm serious about my work. I am that girl that does all her homework, and writes all her papers. I actually study for tests too.

My friends and family mean the world to me, and I would do anything for them. My sister is also my best friend, I just wish she was home. I don't ever let anyone see my real emotions. I always have the caring, motherly, trusting side out. However, on the inside, I just miss my sister and wish I had been a good enough older sister for her. I also have the pressure from my father on my shoulders at all time. I'm never good enough, and I constantly have to prove myself to him. Oh, well. That is stuff I keep to myself.

Overall, I'm a caring, fun loving, sweetheart, with a little wild side that occasionally comes out. I love to ride horses and that is something I can be found doing on most of the days that I have free time. My family does have a ranch house with my horses on it and they don't live too far away from Central, it's only a couple minutes drive to get to my horses, and my family of course. I am also somewhat of an artist, I've always wanted to be either a model or a photographer.

History:

Family---

My Mom - Amberly - Thirty-Seven - Stay at home mom, due to her recent injury to her back from a car accident.
My Dad - Darren - Thirty-Nine - Ceo of FORD dealership.
My Sister - Arielle - Fifteen.
My Brother - Abraham - One.

History---

I was born on the day of an ice storm in the middle of December in a little town called Bonneterre, Missouri. Now, how is that for an entrance. I was Darren and Amberly's first child and their pride and joy. Right off the bat, I was a smiley little girl. There isn't a family video without me laughing or smiling in it. Then when my mother was about Twenty-Seven, my parents told me that they were having another child. I was hurt at first, and confused as many children are. But, then once little Arielle entered the world, I fell in love with her. She is my baby sister after all. We were very close growing up, and surprisingly never got into big fights. Then once my sister entered high school everything changed. She became anorexic. I was the one who figured out she had a problem. She would barely touch her dinners and i eventually started counting the days where she wouldn't eat at all. Soon I brought the whole thing up to my mom and dad and when we went to confront her about it we found her lying on the floor of her room too weak to stand up, and it was just last year we had to send her away to a treatment center. I have never been so lost without my sister.

But, anyway, off that topic. Growing up, I was never one for sports, though my father constantly tried to get me to play them. That was how my father and I began our butting heads. As I got older, the fighting increased. Nothing I did was ever good enough for him, even though my mom thought it was perfectly acceptable. That is why my mom and I are so close, except nowadays she is throwing a blind eye to my fathers criticism, I don't know why. However, despite my lack of sports, I was one for the drama and popular crowd. Yes, I was one of them in high school, you know the girls you love to hate, and you don't really love to hate them. You just wish they would go away. Yeah, that was me. But, I'm over that now and just trying to start over which is why my mom had me transfer out of that school at the end of my sophomore year, She didn't want me going through anything like what my sister did. When I had to choose a new high school I knew I didn't want to go far away which is why I chose this school, because it's almost fifteen minutes from my family's country home. I just had a new baby brother born, who is going to be my dad's dream soccer star, and I have to be here for when my sister comes home. My family is fairly close to each other, My mom was in a car accident a few years back and needed back surgery. It's been over a year and a half since her back surgery and now she has me helping to take care of her and my baby brother while my dad is away at work.

Sample Rp:

"Jedda smiled and stood up from her computer. She was happy to see that she might be able to fix things with Rex. Seeing as he agreed to meet up with her and hang out with her at the Chocolate cafe. Quickly, Jedda went to her closet and grabbed her black mini skirt and her undergarments and went to the bathroom to take a shower. She turned on the water and placed her things on the sink. She let the water rush around her as she closed her eyes. Once she was done she grabbed her things and pulled them on quickly. She ran her hairbrush through her hair as she looked at herself in the mirror. She stood up off the chair and looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing her favorite yellow tee and her skirt. She quickly picked up her blow dryer and let the air blow through her hair that felt too hot on her head but yet good as well. Once she was done with the blow dryer she grabbed her hair straightener and slowly ran it through her hair. She set it down on the sink and grabbed her make up bag. She walked back to her bedroom and sat down at her Vanity mirror and pulled out her eye shadow and her eyeliner. She quickly ran her eye shadow brush on her lids as she painted on her blue colored eye shadow. Once she finished that she ran her black eyeliner around her eyelids slowly.

She quickly placed those in the bag and grabbed her mascara brush and slowly ran it through her eyelashes of both eyes. She placed it back in her bag once she was done. Jedda stood up off the chair and looked at herself in the mirror. She was wearing one of her favorite outfits. She ran down the stairs almost gliding with the wall as she tripped over her cousin Holden’s shoe. She placed her hand on the wall so that she would stop herself from her head hitting The wall. She walked down the stairs as she grabbed her iphone and her keys. Deciding it would be easier to walk down than drive. She preferred the fresh air anyways. As Jedda walked down the streets towards the Chocolate cafe, she was curious as to what The two of them would talk about.

Before Jedda knew it she had arrived at the Chocolate cafe and ordered two hot chocolate’s, one for her and one for Rex, because she knew it was his favorite. After waiting for her order she took a spot in the corner by the window. She looked at her watch, amazed at how little time it took her to get there."

Celeb:

Betty McPherson

Out Of Character:

Name: Taylor
Age: Seventeen
Experience: Four plus years.
Contact: Aim - OhgoodnessimTAY

[( shannon )]

Before returning to Central, I would like to talk to you. Please IM me on aim tomorrow night to discuss your return. In the meantime, this is pending.

[( shannon )]

I talked to you about this -- accepted.