It’s been hard since they left. It’s been difficult for everybody. Andrea doesn’t even know how Kelly is even pretending to hold herself together. She’s upset enough that Chelsea has gone. How on earth Kelly is coping with the loss of her fiancée.  She wishes that Kelly would let her in, talk to her, but that isn’t Kelly’s way. Andrea feels ( Read more... )

It was ten to nine on the third of September, 1993. Mrs O’Hara looked at the clock on the nursery wall and sighed. Only ten minutes of peace left, before the blissfull silence was shattered by the ear-piercing screams of three year olds being left without their parents for the first time ( Read more... )

It's been almost two weeks now. Two weeks since their break-up became official. Two weeks since Mr. Von Hammer crashed his plane. A few days since her ordeal with Hook, an ordeal she still feels incredibly guilty about. Poor Faith. And poor Gaz and Scara. She wonders if they'll ever talk to her again ( Read more... )

Taylor:  Her best friend without question. The two have a peculiar relationship; Andrea admires Taylor for her outspoken nature and her ability to love. Outwardly, this is what she scorns, but it's mostly because she's jealous. Of course, she'd die before she admitted that. She loves Taylor like a sister, and would go to the ends of the earth for ( Read more... )

[Andrea's strting to regret this. All this talk of pink and glitter and clothes and hair and makeup and everything... Still, it's better than being all alone. Things can creep up on you when you're all alone. So she leads Chelsea up the stairs to her new room, and quite proudly points to the sign on the door. It's just a simple wooden plaque, with ( Read more... )

Body and Appearance
1. Describe the character's height and build. Is she heavyset, thin, short, rangy? Andrea's tiny; she's about 5"3. She is a classic pear shape, slim on top, but with larger hips and a big bottom.

2. How old is she? Around 17/18.

3. Describe her posture. Does she carry herself well or does she slouch? Rea doesn't slouch as such, ( Read more... )

[Okay, it's time. Slowly, slowly, she reaches under her matress and pulls out the blue lycra leotard. and stupid hat She reaches into her trunk and lifts out the heavy gauntlets. And then stares at them. But she has to do this.

She crosses the room and locks the door, undressing slowly. And then she pulls them on. The tights. The leotard. She straps ( Read more... )

[Well, it's just like any other day. Sun shining. Birds singing. The distant threat of the pretty much anonymous Empire hazily (and lazily) looming. But that's outside. And we're inside. Not just inside, but in a place that doesn't exactly smell pleasant. And it isn't just the smell of slightly decaying meat. Or even the fresh stuff. This is FEAR. ( Read more... )

[Andrea's alone in the dormitory. Most people have gone...somewhere. They're probably together, having a good time. Probably glad that she isn't with them... Actually, Andrea is quite relieved that there's no one there. Her head has been spinning, what with other people's reactions to her and her actions invading. And there is that problem of ( Read more... )

[Having been thrown out of Lorne's bar, Andrea staggers off down a dark alleyway, hoping to be rid of Taylor for good. Besides, if she remembers correctly, she can get to  Faith's appartment from there, and hopefully cras there for a while. But first, a rest. She nurses the cuts on her hand and wrist where the smashed glass got her, gasping in pain ( Read more... )