One of the new rich kids in town.
Blond platinum hair which is cut just above his shoulders in choppy layers. Trevor has brown eyes, which are at a bit of a slant. He takes pride in his appearance, as does the rest of his family. He's tall, at 6'4, and is also slender. Trevor is pale, and has a very nice skin complexion. His facial features are sharp, with high cheek bones, pointed lips and a long roman-like nose. His posture is perfection, and he never slouches. His style of clothing is anything that he sees in magazines, or on television. His usual is a light gray v-neck t shirt, jeans with pre-made rips in the knees, and a black blazer over top of his v-neck. His shoes are made of premium leather - always. He doesn't like the look or feel of that fake pleather crap.
Trevor is uptight and rarely speaks, unless what he has to say is of importance, or sounds very educated. He likes to make people sound stupid, and intimidate who ever he can. He takes interest in people who are outspoken and stand up for themselves - in other words, people who he cannot control. Once you get past the straight faced synyster ego of his, he isn't all too horrible of a person. he can learn to laugh with someone, and he occassionally cracks a well educated joke. Trevor doesn't get angered all too easily, though. He knows he's basically living on top of the world, and proving him wrong is difficult. He strongly believes that without money, his life wouldn't be worth living.
Born in NYC, Trevor is now 18 years old.