WILLIAMS, abigale danielle

[ABIGALE DANIELLE WILLIAMS]

( ABIGALE DANIELLE WILLIAMS )

( THEBASICS )

NAME: Abigale Danielle Willams
NICKNAMES: Abi
AGE: Fifteen
GENDER: Female
BIRTHDAY: June 10th
SCHOOL: Hawthorne Academy
GRADE: Sophomore
OCCUPATION: No job
SEXUAL ORIENTATION: Heterosexual
ETHNICITY: English
SOCIOECONOMIC LEVEL: Lower Middle

( BECREATIVE )

My name's Abigale. Abi for short. I much prefer Abi to be honest. I'm currently a sophomore at Hawthorne Academy. I suppose I enjoy school. I'm no genius, but I get decent grades. That's only because I study. I'm not naturally gifted like some of the other students, and I know I'm probably not going to go to an Ivy League school like most of the kids here. For one, I'm not talented enough. And two, my parents don't exactly make enough money to afford it. I'm a scholarship kid. It's the only possible way I'd be able to come here. My mom's a florist and my dad's a teacher at a public school. I love it here at the school for the most part, but sometimes I really feel like I don't fit in. My dad isn't a CEO or a lawyer or anything special at all really. I look at all the wealthy kids and how much they have, and I can't help but feel a bit jealous. It must be nice to have a lot of money.

I was born in Brooklyn. My parents met in college years ago. They went to the City University of New York. My mom got her degree in Biology, and my dad got his degree in Math. My mom had these big dreams to be a doctor, but she got pregnant with me during her senior year of college. She graduated, but with me on the way, she couldn't go on to Medical School. She tells me that it isn't my fault, and I shouldn't take the blame, but I can't help but do just that. I mean, I was essentially the reason she didn't become a doctor. And now she's stuck at some stupid flower shop making arrangements for the families of my wealthy classmates. I try not to think about it, but it's really hard sometimes.

After my parents graduated, my dad got the job he has now. My younger sister was then born two years after me. The day she was born, I felt like such a proud older sister. I wanted to be with her all the time, and I often helped my mom look after her. Before I knew it, it was time for me to start school. Boy was I nervous the first day! I didn't know anybody, and I had never left my home. I barely said a word during my first week, I was so shy. But then I made friends with this girl who sat next to me. Her name was Samantha. We were childhood besties. We would run around the park and play house with our dolls.

After primary school, I went to a middle school in Brooklyn. Samantha didn't go to the same school as me, and we sadly lost touch after a while. With no one to really hang out with, I studied really hard in middle school. I got excellent grades and joined the choir. I know I'm not some star singer, but I do enjoy it. I don't consider myself talented by any means, but it's fun, and I like it. My parents saw that I was a pretty smart girl, so they looked into different private schools in the city. My dad knew how bad the public school system was, so he didn't want me going there. They learned about Hawthorne Academy from a friend, but it was really expensive. My parents desperately wanted to provide for me, but they didn't have the funds. I felt bad, and I told them I didn't have to go. They were about to give up on the idea of sending me to a private school when they heard about a scholarship contest.

I had to write an essay and answer a few questions. I guess I did pretty well because I got three quarters of my tuition paid for by scholarship. I was super excited to go. That was crushed after the first year. I tried being friends with these girls, but they wanted nothing to do with me. Apparently, scholarship kids are trash. I really want to fit in, and I really want to be popular, but it's hard. For now, I guess my homework is my best friend. But I swear I'll break through someday.

( &ETCETERA )

ROLEPLAY SAMPLE: No way
ANYTHING ELSE?: Negative

ALIAS: Rachel
SECRET WORD: Edit