JAMES,, aiden isabella

[aiden isabella james.]

AIDENISABELLAJAMES

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DO YOU R E M E M B E R WHEN WE MET

name: Elle
age: sixteen
contact info: pm
rp experience: 4-5 years-ish? I was co-admin of 2 sites and admin of one other, but they all died, or are close to it D:
other characters: none yet

WHEN WE M E T T H A T SUMMER

name: aiden isabella james
nicknames: aidey, bella, adabella
grade: high school junior
play by: hannah beth merjos

I THINK ITS F L Y W H E N GIRLS STOP

likes:

boys. rock music. writing poetry. texting. stuffed animals. dark chocolate. high heels. rain. traveling. chinese food. video games. horror movies. night time. dancing.

dislikes:

rap music. grape-flavored things. racism. drama. messiness. playing sports. flared jeans. public bathrooms. bright lights. soda.

BY FOR T H E S U M M E R FOR THE

personality:

Different
Aiden thinks of the word normal and literally shudders. The thought of being like everyone else, and so robotic, freaks her out. She constantly updates her look, whether with different hair, a new piercing/tattoo, or a different make-up style. She refuses to look like you, or anyone else for that matter.

Playful
Aiden is attractive, and she knows it. She's a major flirt but deep down wants the romantic relationship. She knows how to get what she wants, and has yet to fail at it. She's a tease, though she's never gone past third base, yet the boys go crazy for her. She's a bit of an attention wh*re, but that hasn't gotten her into any serious trouble...

Loyal
Aiden is known to her closest friends by this simple word. She's never cheated on a boyfriend, though her relationships haven't ever lasted more than a few months. She'd do anything for her brother after all he's done for her. No questions asked. It's easy to gain her trust, but once you break it don't expect to get it back too easily.

family:

Michael James: Father
Deanna Carmichael: Mother (deceased)
Damon James: older brother
birth place / hometown: chicago, illinois.

history:

Aiden's parents had what most females dreamed of... a relationship that lasted through high school. Michael and Deanna met their Sophmore year in highschool. They were the classic highschool sweethearts rarely anyone speaks of these days, until things turned sour.

Damon was born as soon as Deanna was out of college. The three made the perfect family. Everything was good for Michael, he was set. He had a beautiful wife, plenty of money, a son, and nothing else. He didn't want anything else. Their house was the perfect size, they had just enough money. Things were perfect in his eyes.

That was when Aiden came along. Born December 17th, she was seen as an early Christmas present to Deanna. Michael begged and pleaded for her to send Aiden to an adoption agency, since she refused abortion, but Deanna wouldn't give up.

Michael soon became bitter, thinking of Aiden as a mistake, he never acted on his emotions and feeling though... not yet anyways. He didn't want a daughter. He had a son to play sports and become a legacy. He didn't want a daughter to consume all his time and energy.

Growing up Aiden and Damon were super close. She confided in him, and he kept her safe from the boys her age at school. During middle school she often hung out with Damon and his highschool friends, which led to plenty of rumors about her. Through her brother's bad influence, Aiden had her first taste of alcohol, went to her first concert, and went to her first street race. She liked being bad, especially since she never got caught.

When Aiden was 13, Deanna was killed in a fatal car accident, leaving the family in ruins. Aiden and her mother were heading home from one of Aiden's dance lessons, when an oncoming car lost control and crashed into them. Aiden suffered minor head injuries and a few stitches were needed, but Deanna was killed. Michael began abusing his daughter, especially when he drank. He was convinced it was all her fault. She was a mistake, he didn't want her, so what was the point?

Aiden never said a word to anyone, only her brother knew. She turned to self-injury to relieve herself, leaving cuts, scars, and carving words on her skin. Desperate for her father's attention, Aiden even starved herself. Maybe if she was 10 pounds lighter, her father would take back all his mistakes. Maybe somehow he'd forgive her. But maybe that wasn't the best idea... It wasn't logical anyways, but Aiden didn't care.

Damon was left to pick up the pieces, nursing his sisters wounds, whether from Michael or herself. He even took her to the hospital after her one suicide attempt, stabbing herself. She still has the scars as well, which she never bothers hiding. Now she's proud of them. She's proud of the past that she's beginning to overcome.

After that suicide attempt Damon knew she had had enough, and he took Aiden, and anything he could grab, out of the house in the middle of the night.
The two drove for days, trying to get away, and somehow they ended up here . And that's where her story continues...

SHES BEEN G O N E S I N C E THAT SUMMER

anything else: her older brother may become a future character
she likes piercings and tattoos
deep down she really wants a good boyfriend
she has a siamese kitty named Suki

member group: high school
role play example:

It was late in the afternoon and Aiden had already finished her homework. It was a surprising feat, especially for her. She opened her bedroom door and wandered through the house. "Bubby?" she called softly.

No one answered. Damon still wasn't home. She sighed lightly and looked at the TV screen she had left on. When she was home alone she often left the TV on to keep her from feeling too alone. A weatherman she had yet to know by name was giving off the forecast, and the current temperature. There was a high chance of rain in the next few hours.

She glanced outside to see a few gray clouds, patches of them darker than others. She smiled lightly, wishing it was already raining. At least she'd have time to get ready to head outside. She opened the back door and stuck her hand outside to get a feel for the temperature. She regretted it instantly once goosebumps attacked her legs. She'd put some pants on momentarily.

She lightly walked back towards her room and closed the door incase Damon were to come home. She only had on a shirt that came past her hipbones and boy shorts... and of course her hoop earrings. She slid on a pair of dark skinny jeans and put her hair up in a messy bun. She would get wet anyways. She put on a pair of shoes, vibrant enough to make her stand out, and walked back outside.

It looked darker, though it was probably just her imagination. She smiled to herself and grabbed her coat from the back of the sofa and put it on. She put the faux fur hood up and laughed to herself, feeling like a child. She grabbed her phone, keys, and a few dollars and sipped them inside a pocket before turning off the TV and walking outside.

The cold wasn't as much of a shock this time. She was well prepared. She wasn't sure of where to go. The beach and the pier would be off limits. She didn't want to freeze. She decided it would be best to go to the park where it wouldn't be too crowded and she could relax.

( c ) emily. made for the site " since that summer "