Name: Marika Wasznicza
Age: Nineteen
Sum It All Up: Marie's got that in-your-face-won't-tolerate-your-shit kind of personality. She's sharp around the edges, so be careful not to cut yourself with the venomous corners of her words. I imagine you've seen those movies with the less-than-enthusiastic friend of the hero, complaining with cynical comments all the way through the adventure, however, they end up being the comic relief throughout the entire movie. Well, that's Marie, her role in life is to complain, and insult, but the way she does it is humorous. With her kind of dry humor, it will never be boring to be in her presence.

Cold to the core, she finds herself immensely uncomfortable when required to show or receive affection. But she's useful, trully, when you're feeling overwhelmed, overheated, she's like a cold wall to lean on during a heat wave, simply refreshing in her blunt intensity. Though she may appear perpetually angry and irritated, she isn't, it's just the way she is. Her friends know this, her family knows this, strangers may be put off by her, but hey, she hasn't made a friend out of a stranger since she was five, all her current friends have been around since the diaper days.

Despite not being friendly, Marie is a bartender and is required to socialize during work. Surprisingly, many of the local faces come to see her just for her raw outlook on life. "Lucky Lucy's" has been her second home since she was sixteen, starting out as a bar-back. Since her life at home was less than pleasant, well, for her at least, she spends some of her days off there as well. Constantly surrounded by her circle of friends, you wouldn't expect it of Marie, but she finds comfort in this little group for the main reason that she knew them for so long, they knew her real well and certainly knew the best ways to react to her often irritable state.

Born in Warsaw, Poland, Marie and her parents immigrated to America when she was around two years old, so American lifestyle is what she's known all of her life. Sure, she knows Polish enough to get by, but she's always prefered English over her native tongue. Her parents, however, do struggle with English, their accents sharp. When Marika was only six years old, the family was involved in a devastating car crash, Marie and her mother came out with a couple of broken bones, but her father died that night at the hospital. Although Marie was too young to comprehend that her father passed away, she did know that he wasn't coming back, and fell into selective mutism. When the time for first grade arrived, Marie had a hard time that first year, entirely silent, and completely rebelious, she was pulled from school by her distraught mother. Over the year, instead of going to school, Marie went to a therapist, where she slowly began speaking again. Next year, the family tried again, and with Marie rejuvenated by her therapist, kicked off the first school year with a good start. At seven years old, she'd begun a bit late.

That first year of school, she had met most of her friends in their circle, the other few may have come in later, but not so late that Marie would disregard them as aquaintances, which she does to almost anyone she meets today, hardly taking the time to get to know someone. Locked on her way of life, she's too stubborn to shift in any other direction, not that anyone has tried to change her in any way.

The intensity with which Marie lives her life can be compared to a powerful plow going through brick buildings. She's relentless and yet she's indifferent. The girl is the rock that keeps the group grounded and stable, or the plank of wood that keeps them afloat and above water. She isn't affectionate, but she is reliable... most of the time. Marie will never back down from a dare, and she's most often included in all the shenanigans the guys get themselves into, most likely, she forces herself into the situations. Why? Boredom would be the culprit. A senior in high school, like most of her friends are, Marie cannot wait to be done with that place.

Name: Arthur Gin Harrington
Age:Nineteen
Sum It All Up: Arthur is the sort of lad that craves attention and being in the spotlight at all times, for good or bad reasons. He enjoys praise, insults, or anything that gives him the satisfaction that another person is highly aware of his presence. He doesn't have much tact in the way he goes about certain things and speaking to people either. He gets off on being the groups "funny guy" more or less. Words tend to slip from his mouth faster than anyone could have thought possible, and the words aren't usually nice ones. He'll always have a snarky comment to throw back at anyone and during any situation, and if any get thrown back at him, they slide off his back as easily as anything else. The barrier around himself is impregnable, whether it be he's too stupid to understand certain comments by his friends or he simply doesn't care, it's extremely hard to tell. All you'll ever get in return from the cheeky bastard is his signature smirk and roll of the shoulders.

He generally targets the weaker individuals in the group, or anyone else he thinks he could take in a fight if things got too nasty. Even though he loves the ladies, they aren't safe from his crude tongue either, even if he's dating/sleeping with them , though he does try and keep the insults to a minimum when dating a girl.Despite his many many flaws, you won't find a more loyal friend around. You can tell him your secrets, and while he can give you shit about them until the sun goes down, he'll take them to the grave all the same. If you ever buy him a pack of smokes though, he'll be more inclined to keep his jokes to himself... at least until the smokes run out.

Growing up in Chicago, Arthur grew up with a few principles and lessons that were passed down from father, to son. 1.) If you're ever going to steal anything, make sure you're faster than the store owner if you get caught. 2.) The only person who matters, is yourself. Being the owner of an old bar called "Lucky Lucy's" in downtown Chicago, Arthur and his father Joe, were well known members in the community. There history was also very well known, much to their embarrassment . Arthurs Mom up and left one day with some guy from a Radioshack who she thought loved her more than Joe did. Arthur, being ten at the time had enough sense to know that she wasn't coming back and it would be useless the cry about it. From then on, it was just the two guys in the house and the moral codes and laws that had been there when his mother lived with them were thrown out the window. Artie's father instructed him in the ways of the "streets" so that he could survive in the big city. After high school, he's had a few jobs around town, some legal and some not quite so legal. He generally doesn't involve his friends too much in the shenanigans he gets into, unless they're interested in them.

Who are Arthurs pals? Well..

Name: Victoria Remy Alston
Age: Nineteen
Sum It All Up: Remy is unbelievably light and mushy. She's the type that constantly seeks attention, but never approval. Her actions never match up with how she really feels and Remy's always getting herself tangled up with emotions. She never quite puts two and two together, Remy dwells on the present and never thinks about the coincidences. Her actions are rash, unstoppable and stubborn.This wards people off easily, and she feels like she's only gotten close to a select few. All of which are in her direct circle of friends.

She has no regrets and doesn't aspire to be anything. Perfectly content, unhealthy fit Remy. There are no dreams of growing old with someone, no dreams of children, no inspired moments to become a doctor, a lover, fighter. And although lost, Remy managed to suss out enough self worth and esteem to fuck with who and what she wants. This careless attitude has gotten her into sticky situations, like the one with her parents. They are both accomplished professionals; her father owning a law firm and her mother working as a nurse. And they question themselves everyday. How could they have had this child? Their one and only turned out to be a bad apple.. Remy would bed to differ, it was their own fault. She was brought up with these kids, from their days in the sandbox to their days skipping school to go to the beach. Her parents are mere figures.

During her youngest years she was often sent to her Aunt Dee's, and like her examples, Remy was rarely home. It was promised that it would it would get better. That she'd be able to spend a good long evening with her mom and dad. But, nothing ever changes. Words are just words. And later, when she was the proper age, she stopped going to Dee's and stayed by herself. Soon she discovered her parents didn't even know when she was gone.. and during her highschool days she'd often spend weeks at a time sleeping in next to one of her closest friends. At this point Remy's confident she could live happily from one place to another. After all, that's how it was for most of her childhood.

If you're not talking to Remy you're not talking to anyone. She's entirely too selfish and wants everyone to herself.

.. Finished, for now.

Name: Skylar Caterina Hart
Age: Eighteen
Sum It All Up: Skylar is a manipulative bitch, plainly put. She's stubborn and when she want's something, she'll do anything in her power to get it. She's not afraid to knock you down a few pegs, just so she can get around. Yet her weakness,is how self concious she is. You find that weakness, and you have the key to making this girl crumble. Skylar is not a bitch to everybody. Yes she's known for being a bitch, but she's a got a soft side. She's very wary about who she shows this side to.There's very few people that see this side often, one of which would be that perky Tessa. Always putting a smile on Skylar's face. Skylar hates being the center of attention. She will do everything and anything to get out of it. That's just her.

Skylar hates lying. She hates lying to people, hates being caught up in lies and most of all, she hates being lied to. If you can be be bothered to lie, just come right out and tell the truth, she'll found out eventually if you don't. Skylar never lies. Unless she's saving your ass. That's the only time she'll lie and you can take her to the grave with that one. Skylar doesn't take arguments lightly. If you want to argue with her, she's going to bring all she's got to the argument and she's not going to leave untill she's won or she just doesn't have anything left. She's a good arguer, she usally wins and walks out satisified. And don't expect her to apologise. You start the argument? That's your fault, not hers. She is not a dumb blonde. Sterotypes are the main things that piss her off, also sexist people. If your going to tell her to get back into the kitchen or make sexist jokes, she will kick you out. No kidding. She'll drop what she's doing and force you out. Or, if she's not in the mood for that, her tongue's gonna have some work to do with insulting you just as you insulted her. Sterotypes make her blood boil. Not all blondes are dumb. She isn't the smartest one around, and she will admit that, and everyone has a few blonde moments every now and then, but call her dumb or worse, 'Barbie', and your in for it.You mess with her family, and your gone. Skylar's family is her life and if you hurt them you are hurting her. And that's not a smart thing to do. Her mother died of drug overdose when Skylar was barely three. She may have barely met her mother, but she doesn't take joking about it lightly. Her father has raised her and her older brother, like they were the only things that mattered in the world. But that does not mean they were spoiled. Anything but spoiled. Their father made sure of that. When Skylar turned sixteen, his father adopted african twins, little Myiah and Samolo. Skylar's most protective of them. You even put their name in a negative sentence, and you are in for a tongue lashing.

Skylar certainly is childish in some ways. She is very playful around her two little siblings and sometimes she's playful with her friends. She's a flirty one, almost anyone could tell you that. She believes that love doesn't find you, you've have to find it. But, don't look too hard because you'll never find it. Skylar’s not one to hook up a lot, but she doesn’t mind having a hook up now and then, I mean what’s the fun in life without some excitement and lovin’? She's not exactly searching for love. A boyfriend would be nice but at the same time, she's happy with the way life is. Skylar doesn't get bored easily. When she does, there is obviously something very wrong. She's good at suggesting activities and planning things, but when she doesn't really want to do anything, she obviously needs a hug. Skylar's not one to tell someone when she feels upset or something is wrong so you pretty much have to coax it out of her. And in order to do that, you've got to be in her good books.

Name: Tessa Giselle Feldman
Age: Eighteen, almost nineteen.
Sum It All Up: Tessa, plainly put, is erratic. There's no-one quite like her; well, that's what her father says anyway. She's extremely bright and cheerful, and always seems to be excited about something, be it a maths test, a party or a new student joining the school - she's there and jumping for joy about it. Of course, that can make her extremely annoying to some people, but does she care? Not in the slightest. She's happy, and likes it. Although, not everyone is happy all of the time, and Tess is exactly the same. Like everyone, she does have her off days - she just doesn't like to let it show through her happy facade. Her bad moments are all hidden behind her smile. For one thing, she's quite silly, for a girl of eighteen, and once was naive and innocent enough to think that everyone and everything in the world was happy and nice, just like her. So, she got used. Quite a bit, by guys. And it didn't bother her. She just felt good that guys wanted to be with her, and of course she was upset when it ended, but that was life, wasn't it? However, one day, someone pushed her too far.

At a party one night, about a year ago, Tessa was hanging with this guy called Craig, who seemed nice. You know, just like all of the other guys that she had been with in the past. But this time, he wasn't nice. He wasn't just another guy that wanted her. No, he slipped something in her drink when she had popped to the toilet, as she had been stupid enough to leave it alone with someone she barely knew. Soon after returning to her seat next to him, and to her flirting, her eyes starting to go blurry, and she just thought that she had drunk too much. After drinking the last of her drink, saying it was to be her last, she stood up, ready to leave and hail a cab to take her home. However, as soon as she got outside the door, her legs began to feel wobbly, she felt her body falling to the floor, and everything went black.

Tess woke up in the hospital five days later, having suffered a head injury from the fall. She was soon told that Craig had spiked her drink with Rohypnol and that he had been arrested for it; someone from the party had witnessed what he was doing (she doesn't know who), and reported it when she had been rushed to hospital. The effects of the Rohypnol lasted a little longer than they should of, the temporary amnesia causing her to forget things from time to time, such as the names of her friends, where she lived and how to spell certain words, but all of that cleared up after a few months.

From then onwards, Tessa has been very cautious at who she trusts. She's wary now of strangers, and doesn't ever leave her drink alone. She's still the happily, joyous and bubbly person that she was before, but just a little more street wise and careful. She's grown more self-confident since she was drugged, and believes that she is more intelligent now about who she can and cannot trust. However, sometimes she is wrong, and her friends have to save her from talking to the wrong sort of person. One thing that she lacks is common sense, and she can sometimes seem a bit ditzy and "blonde." She can be forgetful, and sometimes say stupid things, but that's just who she is. Tess is the combination of a confident and cocky girl, mixed with the typical blonde bimbo.

Her family aren't extremely well off, but they survive on whatever they can. She's "Daddy's little girl, no matter how stereotypical that sounds. Her mother left when she was three years old, running off with her nineteen year old toy boy to live the perfect life in Barbados. With a working father, Tessa doesn't get to spend much time with him, and never really has been able to, but with whatever time they do have together, they make the most of it. Be it a picnic in the back garden, or a walk Downtown to a cheap cafe for a milkshake, her father will do his best to keep her happy. So, her friends have been her main family for most of her life, and without them, she'd probably be lying in a gutter somewhere. They know that and she knows that - she just doesn't like to admit it.