Name: jessica
Age: secret (:
Gender: female
Roleplaying Experience: six years
Activity Level: as often as i can.
Roleplaying Grade: moderate, going onto advanced
RP Example: don't think so, girl o;

Full Name: Vanessa Leigh Marcourt
Nicknames: Vanny-Leigh, Nessy, Vanny, Nessa, Butterfly
Gender: Female
Age: Sixteen
Grade: Eleventh
Clique(s): Artists/Socialite
Potrayed By: Miss Ashley Greene (:

Over-All Appearance: Vanessa is quite a pretty girl. She stands at 5'3 and weighs about 109 pounds, give or take. Her hair, one of her faovrite features is a light brown with random darker streaks running through it. Usually worn straight or in waves, it's always in place and neat, though it takes Vanessa quite a long time to get it that way seeing as she has a lot of hair. If you want her to listen to you, grab her hair, and she'll surrender.

Her eyes seem to capture everyone's attention, though. Vanessa hardly pays attention to them, but other people certainly do. With her long, dark lashes and her hazel-ish colored eyes, she is instantly set apart from other girls walking around campus or walking around the mall. However, if you asked her, her eyes are nothing special. The most captiviating eyes, in her honest opinion are dark brown or green.

And of course, anything apart from her face and body type are details, minute details at that. From her high cheekbones to her little nose and cute smile. All of it doesn't really matter to Vanessa. However, her admirers sure find it important.

Style: Vanessa likes glamorous things, as well as California/Florida type casual things. Things like shorts, skinny jeans, cute tee-shirts, tank tops, and so on. However, she loves dressing up and wearing classy, gorgeous things, despite the fact that some people think shes a skank.

Likes:

• Ballet
  
• Modeling
  
• Dance in general
  

• Fakes
  
• Flighty people
  
• Airheads
  

• Losing her kitten, Kitty Minky.
  
• Losing her puppy, Sebastion
  
• Heights
  

• Rolling her eyes when bored.
  
• Playing with her hair, and making sure it looks acceptable.
  
• Being flirty and easy going with guys.
  

Character Time-Line: On July 13th, 1992, an angry, red-faced baby was brought into this crazy world by Isabelle and Mitchel Marcourt. The baby was as beautiful as could be, or at least, it was to them. They took her home after a few days, and she was off to live her wonderful life with her parents. Except, as Vanessa got older, she realized life wasn't so wonderful, after all. From an early age, her parents left her with nannies. As a child, Vanessa hated it. She was lonely and missed her Mommy and Daddy, of course. But, by the time Vanessa was thirteen, she discovered how easy she really had it.

When Vanessa turned thirteen, she convinced her parents (over the phone, of course), that she didn't need a nanny. They, of course, quickly agreed and hung up. Vanessa realized what this meant. She had the whole house to herself. She could go out whenever she wanted and no one would say anything... And that's what she did each night. Vanessa knew she was free to experiment with boys, parties, drinking, everything. And she did. She went out with boys every other night and went drinking with older friends when she was quite young. But when she was fifteen, Vanessa decided she needed to try other things, else where. And so, she began to formulate a plan...

On her sixteenth birthday, Vanessa was positive of what she was gonna do. She had packed all her Coach duffel's with clothes and stripped her bed and walls of anything she could. All that was left was her bare bed and walls, plus the furniture to large to take. She scribbled down a hasty note to explain where she was and why she was gone. She went on about education and traveling experiences, something they'd eat up easily. Her plane ticket was set for 4 in the morning and Vanessa was ready for the long flight from Florida to California.

That night, Vanessa slept in her parents room. Well, she didn't really sleep too much. But at 3:30 in the morning, Vanessa was awake and lugging all her suitcases and duffel's into her car. At 3:36, she was in her car, off to the air port to attend HHS. And while the flight was long and uncomfortable, Vanessa knew it was worth it, because she was no longer trapped in an empty house.

Extra: Nahh. I live in an eastern time zone (: Anddd, I'm afraid of Americans, even though I am one :D
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