Full Name: Julie Cheyenne Heart
Nicknames: Jules
Age: Seventeen
Birthdate:October 31, 1994
Home Town: Anaheim, CA.
Sexuality: Straight

School: Arcana
Power: I’m a clairvoyant, which basically means that I have visions of things that have happened, will happen, or are about to happen. Though, sometimes they’re not even full visions. Sometimes it’s just a flash and a feeling. For example, one time I caught a glimpse of a house number and a sense of fear. On the news the next day, I recognized the same number and the story reported a woman’s house being broken into while she hid in the closet. Crazy stuff. I love being a clairvoyant. I have the ability to help people though it can be a bit tricky. The worst part is how much it wears on me. I slip into a trance when the visions come through. Things can get pretty ugly depending on the nature of the visions. Sometimes I’ll break out in sweats and my eyes will roll back. It doesn’t matter where I am or what I’m doing, when a vision hits then I’m completely gone from the real world. My body’s there, but my mind is gone. My mind isn’t even my own at that point, at least that’s what it feels like. Likes: Painting, reading, sweet iced tea, macaroons, buttered popcorn, rainy days, sleeping in, romance novels, chick flicks, nail polish, Starbucks, Netflix, research, and the Biography Channel.
Dislikes: Earthquakes, eggnog, Heavy Metal, large cities, the color yellow, guns, war, being late, and being woken up.
Fears: I must admit that I have hemophobia, which is the fear of blood – mainly the sight of blood. I get chills over my whole body at the sight of it. It’s disgusting. Just imagine how I deal with my period. Ha. Also, it’s worth mentioning that I have agoraphobia, which is fear of losing control.

Personality: The first thing noticeable about me would probably be that I’m confident and even if I don’t feel so, I definitely put on the face for it. I carry a smile everywhere I go and tend to push away negativity. After all, a smile is contagious. Those who don’t know me know of me. That’s the way I like it. I’m energetic and bubbly and try to get along with most others. If you happen to catch me on an off day, I can be dismissive. By dismissive I mean that if I don’t want your company, I won’t bite my tongue. Now, at this point I may sound just peachy, but believe me, I have faults and many of them. The most notable fault would be having a short temper. Sometimes it gets the best of me - as does my sarcasm. I must admit that I’m a witty, silver tongued girl. At times I blur the lines and have been known to cross them on several occasions. If I hurt your feelings don’t hesitate to let me know. More times than not it was probably unintentional. That’s another thing about me - I’m quick to admit when I’m wrong. There’s no point in carrying on like I’m right all the time. I know that isn’t the case. Overall, I’m rather down-to-earth and like to believe I’m approachable. I hate seeing others in pain and will try to lend a hand, if at all possible. I don’t push people to talk to me, but I will lend an ear from time to time. Don’t get me wrong though, I do my fair share of talking. I like sharing my own experiences as well as hearing those of the ones around me. There are times when I’m reserved, but that’s on rare occasion. I honestly don’t care what people have to say about me, so I live life, have fun, and party to extremes. I’m the girl that you either really love or really hate. Enjoy!

History:I was born to the wonderful Marie Heart, a woman of exceptional strength. We lived in a small, rundown apartment on the outskirts of Anaheim. The place wasn’t much, but it worked for me and her. Being a single mother, Mom worked two jobs just to provide me with everything I needed and most of what I wanted. I must admit, I was a blessed child. Well, except for the no father thing. My dad’s name was Keith Rogers and I’m told I have his eyes. I was also told that he walked out once he found out that my mother was with child. Well, with me. Either way, I thought I was doing splendidly without him and I really was.
Then one day, while outside playing with my best friend and neighbor, Arabella, I blacked out. The vision was only a flash. Arabella’s pink bike crushed under a car, the back wheel still spinning. I snapped back to reality with the sound of Arabella crying. We were still in my backyard, but I couldn’t shake that horrible feeling. A few hours later, her mother sent her to the store for sugar, milk, and eggs. As she left her house, I watched the entire scene unfold. My vision was true and my best friend was hit by a car. Luckily, she survived with a broken leg and fractured jaw. When I told my mom what happened, she sat me down to have “a very serious conversation”. That’s when I learned I was clairvoyant, just like my father. In truth, he had never walked out on us. My parents had met when they were very young. Mom was only seventeen when she’d found out she was pregnant with me. My father was the same age. Once he confided in his parents the visions he was having, they had him placed in a home. It was the most heartbreaking story my mother had ever told me. Tears flowed openly down her face as she recalled the distant memories. My father was alive, and well, but was locked away from the rest of the world labeled “crazy”.

After the visions started my mother told me about a special school that I could go to where I would learn more about my powers and be with other kids my age. This school was named Arcana. She never even told me about Noctrem. I quickly decided that I would pursue my education there and my mother let me make that choice. I must say, that I’m glad she never told me about Noctrem. I like to believe I would have chosen good versus bad anyway.
Anything else?Hmm, I have a tattoo though I like to keep it hidden. It stands for infinite faith. It’s on my rib cage, the left side.