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Full Name
Evelyn Grace Clarke

Nicknames
Evie, Ev, Lyn, her parents call her Grace or Gracie

Age
Twenty

Role
Girl I

Likes
- Her make-up, mostly the lip gloss and eye liner she was able to forge from the remains of the plane
- Being held
- Animals
- Jewelry
- Music
- Happy people
- Art
- The moon and the stars
- The sound of the ocean
- Peaches
- Flowers
- The sound of thunderstorms

Dislikes
- Her appearance
- People fighting
- Bugs
- Blood
- Mean people
- Her inability to say no to most people
- People hurting
- Being cold
- Being alone
- Swearing

Personality
TRUSTING: Evelyn trusts people whole heartily and believes everyone is good on the inside. She would never lie to anyone so she can't imagine anyone would ever lie to her.
FEMININE: Evie is a lady. She loves make-up and purses and love, never fouling her mouth with a naughty word. Her favorite flowers are Purple Dahlias and Blue Anemones. Though the flowers of her dreams is the Fire and Ice rose.
INDECISIVE: Evelyn can never decide things on her own, possibly due to her ex 's constant remark's of how she's stupid and always wrong. She usually asks someone if the decision she'd made is right or if she should do something or not.

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Appearance
Height: 5'3"
Weight: 110 lbs
Hair Colour: Brown
Eye Colour: Blue
Skin tone: Tan
Scars or Tattoos?: A small heart with angel wings on her right shoulder and a scar on her knee where she had to have surgery for a bone growth.

BIO

Evelyn was born and raised in a town called Hampton Hill in London. Growing up she would often be caught sneaking off to view Her Majesty's Royal Botanic Gardens where her love for flowers grew as well as her imagination. She would often daydream of being a queen and having her own botanical garden for her loyal subjects to view. It wasn't long before she resigned herself to ladylike behaviors. Though some of them faded with her dreams to become a queen, some of them remain to this day, namely her decision to not swear.

As she grew up she met a boy who she absolutely swooned over. His name was Nathan Hall. They were grade school sweet hearts and grew to be high school lovers. He was the perfect gentleman and her very own Prince Charming, he had all the right moves and would shower her in love songs on a daily basis. After graduating he had dreams of visiting an american college, and so, she went with him with images of their new lives dancing in her head.

After coming to America, things were great. They both had part-time jobs and were accepted into the same college. There was nothing more perfect for Evie, until Nate changed. He started complaining about her already light weight, sometimes calling her anorexic, when she'd start eating nothing but fatty foods, he'd comment on how much weight she'd gain. After a few months of the commentary, he started getting abusive, telling her she was a horrible lover, an ugly, worthless woman, and she would never amount to anything. The only reason she had made it this far was because of him. They'd grown up together, he was her whole world.....so his words had to be the truth, right?

She couldn't help but believe him.

She spent the next few months after just trying to make him happy, trying to make herself good enough, what he wanted her to be, but she never could. Try as hard as she could, she was just never good enough for him, not anymore.

Not too long after Nate brought home a whore, she was drunk, and so was he. He told Evie that it was over, she was just too ugly to be around and she could find another place to live in the morning, and took the street walker into their room and had sex with her, on their bed, shattering Evelyn's heart. That morning she pleaded with him, begging to stay, telling him she still loved him and she'd try to be better, but he still showed her to the door. She called her mother and had reservations made that night for the plane ride back to London, but ended up on the island instead....

After all that has happened, could things really get any worse?