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Name: Diandra
Email: spokentangles @ aol . com
Something interesting about yourself: My dad and I share the same birthday.
IC
Character name: Breanah Davis
Played-by: Sarah Bolger
Brief history: Breanah grew up in Cleveland. Not by choice. No, if she had it her way she would be living somewhere else. Ever since she was ten she had three goals in life. Her first goal was to be a Disney face character, even if she had to dye her hair, she would find a way to be Princess Aurora for Disneyland. The next was to escape Cleveland and live in a small town. The third, if the first one didn’t work out, she would be in a band or at least manage one. It wasn’t until Breanah’s aunt had offered to let Breanah spend the summer with her in Lima that Breanah’s second goal had been bumped up the list from slot three to slot two. A week before she was due back to Cleveland, Breanah had an idea. She talked it over with her aunt first, making sure that if Breanah had permission to move to Lima she would have a place to stay. After three hours of discussion, Breanah had worn her parents down and got them warmed up to the idea. It was agreed, if Breanah didn’t keep her grades up she would go back to Cleveland and start from square one on her other two goals. If her grades were kept up she’d be allowed to stay for the next school year. Breanah still currently lives in Lima.
Writing sample:
First
I swear, if this woman thinks that me moving in with Aunt Bethany was a bad idea then she’s mistaken. I mean, I love my mother; she’s a great cook and when I get sick she drops everything just to keep me supplied in chicken broth, not to mention that she helps me when I need it, even if it’s some ridiculous task like tying my shoes. As for daddy...oh well, he doesn't even matter at this point in time. It sounds crazy but I wanted to move to Lima, Ohio. It’s almost like Cheers, a place where everybody knows your name. My only disappointment with my almost perfect Cheers fantasy: nobody knows my name. No worries though, I will make sure that soon everyone will know my name.
Maybe Lima’s bigger than I thought… this will take quite a bit of work.
Third
Breanah lifted the last of the cardboard boxes out of the back of her mother’s car and stepped backwards towards the open garage. Turning deftly to avoid the three year old running around in the garage, Breanah pushed open the door leading into the house. Trudging down the hall towards her new room she let out a breath before dropping the boxes by the door. She glanced around the room at the amount of boxes that had littered the carpet. Untidy scribbles gave indications to what was in each box: CDs, movies, clothes and the like.
“Bree, you forgot this” Breanah turned around as her mother dangled a reusable shopping bag towards her daughter. A yellow post it note fluttered to the ground. Toiletries.
“Thanks” she took the bag from her mom and tossed it on the mattress in the corner. “Mom, don’t cry. It’s not like I’m moving into a dorm.”
“I know, this is almost the same thing. I don’t know why you’d want to live with Bethany anyway. This town is so…small. Its-“
“Quaint and perfect. Almost like Cheers” Breanah smiled widely, her retainer quavering slightly.
“Be good Breanah.”
Mixtape song:
This is How We Live - the Summer Set
Name: Diandra
Email: spokentangles @ aol . com
Something interesting about yourself: My dad and I share the same birthday.
IC
Character name: Breanah Davis
Played-by: Sarah Bolger
Brief history: Breanah grew up in Cleveland. Not by choice. No, if she had it her way she would be living somewhere else. Ever since she was ten she had three goals in life. Her first goal was to be a Disney face character, even if she had to dye her hair, she would find a way to be Princess Aurora for Disneyland. The next was to escape Cleveland and live in a small town. The third, if the first one didn’t work out, she would be in a band or at least manage one. It wasn’t until Breanah’s aunt had offered to let Breanah spend the summer with her in Lima that Breanah’s second goal had been bumped up the list from slot three to slot two. A week before she was due back to Cleveland, Breanah had an idea. She talked it over with her aunt first, making sure that if Breanah had permission to move to Lima she would have a place to stay. After three hours of discussion, Breanah had worn her parents down and got them warmed up to the idea. It was agreed, if Breanah didn’t keep her grades up she would go back to Cleveland and start from square one on her other two goals. If her grades were kept up she’d be allowed to stay for the next school year. Breanah still currently lives in Lima.
Writing sample:
First
I swear, if this woman thinks that me moving in with Aunt Bethany was a bad idea then she’s mistaken. I mean, I love my mother; she’s a great cook and when I get sick she drops everything just to keep me supplied in chicken broth, not to mention that she helps me when I need it, even if it’s some ridiculous task like tying my shoes. As for daddy...oh well, he doesn't even matter at this point in time. It sounds crazy but I wanted to move to Lima, Ohio. It’s almost like Cheers, a place where everybody knows your name. My only disappointment with my almost perfect Cheers fantasy: nobody knows my name. No worries though, I will make sure that soon everyone will know my name.
Maybe Lima’s bigger than I thought… this will take quite a bit of work.
Third
Breanah lifted the last of the cardboard boxes out of the back of her mother’s car and stepped backwards towards the open garage. Turning deftly to avoid the three year old running around in the garage, Breanah pushed open the door leading into the house. Trudging down the hall towards her new room she let out a breath before dropping the boxes by the door. She glanced around the room at the amount of boxes that had littered the carpet. Untidy scribbles gave indications to what was in each box: CDs, movies, clothes and the like.
“Bree, you forgot this” Breanah turned around as her mother dangled a reusable shopping bag towards her daughter. A yellow post it note fluttered to the ground. Toiletries.
“Thanks” she took the bag from her mom and tossed it on the mattress in the corner. “Mom, don’t cry. It’s not like I’m moving into a dorm.”
“I know, this is almost the same thing. I don’t know why you’d want to live with Bethany anyway. This town is so…small. Its-“
“Quaint and perfect. Almost like Cheers” Breanah smiled widely, her retainer quavering slightly.
“Be good Breanah.”
Mixtape song:
This is How We Live - the Summer Set