Character Information
Name: Adelayde de Ravine
Age: 24
From: Scranton, Pa
Current Location: New York, New York
History
Happily Ever After tales don't exist. They didn't before Addy was born, and she certainly doesn't believe in them now. Her parents did though. Her mother, an art student from Paris, took a summer class in Ireland and met a charming Irish engineer. Jeanette de Ravine fell for him hard. And by the end of the summer, she was pregnant. Jeanette dropped out of school, and Sean found a job in New York.
They started out there. Things were perfect. The child grew inside Jeanette as she continued her education. But work dried up and they needed to move elsewhere. Sean took his family to a small city in Northeastern Pennsylvania, and Jeanette started an art studio, a branch of her father's in Paris.
But mediocre days turned into weeks and months. Adelayde's birth didn't change anything. It turned out the perfect little life wasn't enough. Years passed, and the restless Irishman finally decided he had had enough. Addy remembers the day very vividly, even if she was only three.
She'd woken up early from a nap and found her father packing, though at the time, she didn't know what he was doing exactly. Sean placed her back in bed with a pat on her head, told her to take care of her mother, and a promise he'd never live up to. It's something Addy still refuses to acknowledge.
Days and weeks passed, and Jeanette soon realized he was never coming back. They took a few months break in Paris as she tried to figure her life out. But ultimately, she did thrive in Scranton, and so she took her toddler child back to the States and continued life as normal as she could.
Still pretend and make believe were now over for a child of three. Nothing would be the same. Addy kept asking why, but there was no solution to this problem, and so she tried to find others, secluding herself.
It wasn't long after that Jeanette had found Addy doing things children her age didn't, reading, and figuring out puzzles, whatever she could get her hands on. Her mother took her to a specialist and it'd be another few months before they realized Addy was simply a genius. She coped with the loss of her father in books and puzzles.
While she could have easily skipped many grades, Jeanette chose to keep her where she was, putting her in a private school and enrolling her in many after school activities. She wanted her to have a normal life, including interacting socially. Addy was six when she picked up the cello, after having her mother subject her to the arts first. But Addy knew how to deal with doing things, not aesthetics or imagination. She already had a penchant for languages - her mother teaching her French.
She took to her studies well. It wasn't long before she started thinking about her future, wanting the best. That meant keeping her nose clean and her eyes on the prize. Addy knew she wanted to get out of Scranton before middle school was over.
She went to an esteemed high school, knowing she needed the grades and activities to get into an Ivy League. Some called her stuck up, but she knew what she wanted. She was straight laced and nothing was going to get in her way. She joined all the prominent clubs, keeping herself busy.
Her freedom came in the way of an acceptance letter to Columbia University. Her dream had finally come true and at the age of eighteen, she moved to New York. But while she thought this was it, it was only the start of her problems.
It turned out that the business she got her first job in New York also employed her old Math teacher from her freshman math class. He wasn't that much older, her being eighteen and him twenty-nine. It wasn't love - she wouldn't be so niave, but he was a bit of a playboy. Every year a bet was made, to see how many new girls he could get with. Whether he meant to hurt her or not wasn't the point, when she found out, that was that. Addy left.
But things only got worse. She noticed the loneliness, took to a string of guys, but her sophomore year of college, she'd taken to her professor. At first it was nothing; she thought it was nothing. She thought that she could handle herself, but after the first time, she continued it. Why? She liked it, maybe. It wasn't so bad. She was able to compartmentalize it.
It blew up in her face. Near the end of the semester, she wanted to call it off, save her reputation, but he threatened to fail her. She countered by threateneing to expose him, and it ended badly. He did what he could to try and get her expelled, but in the end there was an investigation and he lost his tenure.
That was it. After the emotional rreprecussions, she kept her nose to the ground. The gossiping behind her back wasn't so bad. She could ignore it. Addy plugged up the whole with more activities. She did more things, she became more active. She filled the last year of her undergrad career with things to do. And so she lived her life that way.
She graduated, and went on to NYU under their Relative Physics Doctorate program. She got used to her life the way it was. She's now twenty-four and living by her schedule.
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