Post by cecilia natalia summers on Jun 7, 2011 16:39:33 GMT -5
Character Name: Cecilia Natalia Summers
Nickname(s): Nat, Cee, Cece
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Grade: Senior
Sexuality: Straight
Clique: Royal Court
Weight: 104
Height: 5'6
Appearence:
Nickname(s): Nat, Cee, Cece
Gender: Female
Age: 18
Grade: Senior
Sexuality: Straight
Clique: Royal Court
Weight: 104
Height: 5'6
Appearence:
Cecilia is perfect. Well, at least close to it. She stands at a height of 5'7, weighing 102 pounds. She has curves in all the right places and is fairly busty, for her age. She's anorexic, so she weights in at a tiny weight.Personality:
Cecilia has long, slightly curly red hair that goes well with her pale skin tone, that makes her look like a porcelain doll. She has alluring hazel eyes and high cheek bones. This senior is often called beautiful by others. She has a warm heart shaped face, with perfectly pink Angelina Jolie lips, and voluminous pure black lashes. Her smile gives off a flirty and mischievous air.
Cece, well, she just loves fashion. She's in with all the trends, colours, fabrics, everything. She usually wears tiny little sun dresses or darkwash jeans that compliment her tiny figure. She often gives out advice or picks on someone because of their outfit. She does NOT like cotton one bit, either, and heels are her life. She rarely wears cosmetics, since she is naturally pretty.
The reason behind Cecilia's anorexia is because she never felt like her image was just good enough for her. She has issues with her appearance, even though she doesn't express it. She views herself as overweight, when she is skinny, and forces herself not to try and eat. It's believed that she has Distorted Body Image Disorder, since she cares so much about how she looks. If one of her favorite pairs of jeans won't fit her, all hell would break lose.
PARTIER- Cee loves to have fun, plus she is VERY fun, so she often is invited to parties. She loves to get drunk and flirt with guys, and use the occasional drugs. She's outgoing, always one of the first ones on the dance floor and is good at matchmaking(when totally drunk. xD). She's very pushy and straightforward, usually getting what she wants by the end of the night. She knows her limits, but often goes beyond them.History:
BITCHY- She gets mad once in a blue moon, and will not hesitate to go off on you. She's threatening and loves to verbally abuse and insult people. Her attacks are usually emtionally, so don't dare to insult or cross paths with this girl. Almost every Wednesday she's in her worst of moods, having a headache from lack of food. She's touchy about some subjects and lashes out on basically anyone.
LOYAL- Cecilia doesn't turn on her friends, unless you've done something to really piss her off. Not many things get her angry, since she's a calm one. She's picky about things that people do or say, but doesn't say anything to upset her friends. She loves to help out her friends, to ruin lives of others below her, and everything else. She does not like having to turn her back on her friends.
SENSITIVITY- She's pretty much a stone, except she's sensitive when people insult her, or talk about her family in a bad way. She doesn't cry easily, but she's not afraid to whip your ass if you do something that upsets her. She's strong-minded, but things can get to her easily. Since her brother has mental disabilities, she's patient at home, so not so much at school. Her parents also pressure her to do good in school, causing her to have a lot of stress and freak out.
LOGICAL- Cecilia thinks throught the situation and loves to make witty comebacks. She's getting fairly good grades, but mouths off to teachers a lot. Her parents force her to do good in school, giving her too much stress in her life. She thinks through the situation and is very good at planning. She goes through pros and cons, then gives her opinion on situations.
Cecilia was born from her mother and father, who were Charles and Evelyn Summers, two rich newly weds from Paris, France. They moved to Central, California after Cecilia's grandfather died, whom did not have a steady wife. They lived in a mansion, with a pool, guest house, and everything in Paris, but now keep it as a summer house. Their lives in California were completely different from their life in Paris; it was more of a disaster. They were outcasts, speaking mostly French and wearing less “trendy” clothes.Sample Rp:
When Cecilia turned 11, her parents had her brother, Andrew, who had mental disabilities. They learned to be more patient, calm, and caring after this event. As her parents inner-anger skyrocketed, they pushed Cecilia to do better at school, become popular, and have more friends. They bought her expensive clothing, seeing that her father was a professional chef and her mother was a receptionist at the local offices. Cecilia turned out to be pretty smart, but spoiled as she grew older.
During her middle school years, she was constantly followed around by a pack of girls. They were the typical “wannabes” of school, switching from one group to the next. Cecilia rarely had any real friends, or close friends. No one she could rely on, no one to talk to without having them turn their backs the next day. She often went to school dances, to flirt, even though they were “lame.” She, like always, was one of the first on the dance floor.
When she reached her first year of high-school, she was nervous as could be. Cecilia felt like she didn't exactly fit into any specific category just yet, so she decided to join drama as a freshman, being a “drama freak”. She got the leads in some plays, but never really felt that happy with herself. She loved sports, gossip, and being well, perfect. She turned out to like sports better in her later sophomore and junior years, climbing her way up the “Clique List”
When Cecilia began her year as a senior, she had one main goal on her mind: to fit into the Royal Court, plus possibly over-run the Queen Bee. She believed that she could do it, but maybe she was just over confident. As her life became more difficult with pressure, she pushed to do more activities, planning, and charming others. Pretty soon, she was accepted into the Royal Court, parading around the school without a care. Hopefully, her last year at Central High will be the best of all.
Cecilia Summers strode down the long hallway of Central High School, internally groaning; it was only Tuesday. She wanted for this week to hurry along, so that she could hit the hot clubs and parties that she loved going to. It was, practically, her entire life. As Cee arrived at her locker, the bell made a sharp ring while she dialed her combination slowly and as orderly as possible, flinging open the small metal entrance. In a flurry, she grabbed her biology book and flounced down the hall, her heels clicking and clacking against the, what looked like stone, flooring. Her designer purse swung in rhythm by her side with each step, dangling from her frail, delicate wrist.Celeb:
“Sorry I'm late,” Cecilia stepped into the classroom, flashing a brief golden smile at the teacher before walking to her seat. The balding man glared, going back to the lesson. The redhead giggled under her breath at the old man, rolling her eyes. It was such fun, messing with everyone. She took out a black-inked pen and a piece of paper, starting to form notes on the subject in her neat little handwriting.
“Kids are such a nuisance these days...” her teacher muttered, turning to face the class. Cecilia blinked, looking up at the disruption. She shoved the paper away, a frown placed on her heart-shaped face. “Please turn to page four-hundred and ninety-two in your books and answer the questions.” directed their instructor, sneering at all the teens as he sat back down at his desk. Everyone groaned in harmony, setting off to work. Cecilia opened the thick text book, cocking her head to the side as she looked over to the girl sitting next to her. A prep.
“What page was it?” she inquired, raising a perfectly tweaked eyebrow at the blonde. The prep rose her head from the text, flipping the hair over the opposite shoulder and looked over at her, the smile that graced her face looked fake and panicked. “Umm, I believe it's four ninety-two?” she shrugged.
Cee nodded. That sounded right, to her. “Thanks,” she waved the girl off, setting off to work.
After about an hour, BRRRIINNNGGG, screamed the bell, alarming everyone that it was, and thankfully, the end of the day. Cece let out a sigh of relief, smiling mischievously to herself as she gathered her books and sliding out of the room, heading to the parking lot. She really didn't care too much, if she had to ride home by herself. Her day had been exhausting, causing much migraines and stress.
She climbed downstairs, and out the double-doors of the school, breathing in the fresh air. She tossed her hair, stalking towards the neon-yellow punch buggy her father had bought her for her sixteenth birthday, lashing out her keys and unlocking the car door. She yearned to be home, cuddled up in the gray leather armchairs and dark green blankets that decorated the family room, watching home design shows on the flat screen. She hopped into the car, setting her bag on the seat, and drove home.
Isla FisherOut Of Character:
Hey everyone, I'm Caroline, age 13(yes, that young. XP) I've had about two, almost three years of role-playing experience. I have an email, Skype, and AIM so ya'll can hit me up on those. I'm also on sites such as FanFiction.net, FictionPress.net, Hogwarts Extreme, and Hol.org.uk.
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