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Cassandra Hale

Not a word about my stuttering. I c-can't help it so don't make me punch you in the face.

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a character in “Buffy the Vampire Slayer: A New Generation”, as played by Darkie

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Name: Cassandra Hale

Age: 17

Gender: Female

Role: The Trustworthy Sidekick

Birthday: 2 August



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Likes: (at least 5.)
βœ” Reading
βœ” Studying
βœ” Music, mostly rock
βœ” Cakes
βœ” Cars
βœ” Smell of leather and oil

Dislikes: (at least 5.)
βœ– Her stuttering
βœ– Bullies
βœ– Skipping classes
βœ– Reality shows
βœ– White Chocolate
βœ– Talking in front of a class

Fears: (at least 3.)
☠ Thunder
☠ Loosing Family
☠ To die alone

Weaknesses: (at least 3.)
- A really good cake
- Falls silent when she's stressed
- A comfortable bed or sofa
- An interesting book



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Height, Weight & Build: Cassandra is 5'7", weights around 132 lbs and have a slim but a bit curvy body.

Appearance Description: Cassandra have a golden blonde hair that falls a bit over her chest and dark brown eyes that's almost black in most light. Her skin have a golden but faint tan as she doesn't spend so many hours in the sun. She almost always wear low waist, worn jeans and different linens and never wear dresses unless she doesn't have a choice, she can on occasions swear sweaters or button downs. She's not a girl who wears a lot of make up.

Personality: At first Cassandra seem to be this sweet girl who studies a lot, don't say much and mostly hold to herself. But she hates being alone but also hates talking because when she get stressed or nervous, she stutters badly. At normal circumstances she can stutter now and then. She loathes it and have trained her whole life to not stutter that much but some things aren't easy to get rid off. If you ignore her stuttering then she can be really nice and talk with you. Help you with whatever you need help with. She's really loyal and trustworthy person to her closest friends.

Crush: None so far.

History: Cassandra live with her father in San Diego and have done that the most part of her life. She at first lived in Green Bay when her mother was alive but she passed away in cancer when Cassandra was 13. After that, her father couldn't stand living in the same house so they moved to San Diego to start a new life. He found a job pretty quickly and Cassandra had no other choice but to accept the fact that this was her life. At first she hated San Diego, she hated all her class mates and started to focus more and more in studying so she wouldn't feel as alone as she was, with barely a few ones she could talk to now and then but never really got to know them since she was the stuttering one and she got into many fights when some teased her about it. A word about her stuttering in a negative way and she'll punch you without a second thought.

Cassandra never told a thing to her father about how lonely she was, but she knew that he knows more then he lets on and silently thanked him every time they came upon the topic of friends and he let it be when she just shrugged and said that she had a few she talked to. She never disliked to talk, not really. It was just hard to talk to people when she would stutter now and then. Get angry at herself and stutter even more and then go silent. Not many could stand her ways and most left her be. Also because she was the study head in her class. She had always found a good book entertaining and learning new things was like giving her a newly made cake. She would devour it in seconds. Her father usually came home really late and tucked her in when she fall asleep on her books with fond look on his face.

Basically she would say she have a very normal life, just missing one parent but her father was everything for her. He usually during the weekends let her go free in his garage, where they fix their car or continue to work on the other one that stands there, waiting to be finished. Her father have never told her what he's going to do with it but she knows that he'll give it to her when they are finished. A project they've been working on since they moved to San Diego. Their little trying to move on project.



Extra: She have a blue pendant she wears around her neck at most times. It belonged to her mother. She also got a motorcycle.

So begins...

Cassandra Hale's Story

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Breanna Bergeron


Ugh. Was I really having one of those damn slayer dreams again? That was no good. I had to somehow get out of that habit. But I seriously doubt it would be that easy, I mean, I am the "chosen one", am I not? Oh well, thankfully Katie's here to wake me up...

... Should be any second now...

Seriously?!


When Breanna woke up, she sprung her head forward and gasped. Then she frowned and looked at her clock, then her door.
Katie, you better hope you forgot about me and went to work, otherwise I'll kill you!
Breanna waited for a response, but no such thing. She sighed, and got up. She rushed around her room, looking for what to wear. In minutes, Breanna had slid some comfortable, yet fashionable clothes. It is my first day after all, I should make a good impression. Breanna went to the bathroom and pulled her hair back. She washed her face off and began rapidly brushing through her thick brown hair. Breanna looked at the modern clock they kept in the bathroom, and realized she had 50 minutes left to get ready.
I guess I do have quite a ways to go before school starts.
Breanna went into her room and got out her hair straightener. She plugged it in near the mirror and took out her makeup, while it started to heat up.


By the time Breanna was running down the street in the morning sunlight, she already only had 5 minutes to get there. But, that was okay. Thankfully, Breanna was skilled enough to jump fences and occasionally jump from two close buildings. Ugh, if I don't get there in time, it's going to be so embarrassing... being the first kid... running inside of class panting like a freaking dog... These thoughts were suddenly encouraging Breanna to run faster... a lot faster.


When Breanna got inside, there were many students running around and being loud. She was panting loudly and nervously looking around. She pulled out her schedule from her school bag, and looked at it. She looked at the notes at the bottom, and realized something. She slapped her forehead and looked at it again.


Hello there, fellow students!

I, Mrs. Palmer, your school principal, would like to inform you that October 28th to October 31st will be put towards preparations for our Halloween Bash and there will be no classes. You must wear a costume to get in, and if you volunteer, you get in for free! The Halloween Bash will be held on October 31st, starting from 12 'o' clock in the afternoon and will last until 7pm, where you will also be asked to escort young children trick or treating. It would be a great help if you volunteer and you will get extra credit in participation.

Thank you for taking the time to read this!
Mrs. Kerrie Ann Palmer.


Breanna shrugged and smiled. At least I can take it easy for a few days, maybe volunteer and get extra credit. Breanna walked down the hallway, pulling out her agenda and trying to flip through the pages while juggling other papers at the same time, but she crashed into a boy wearing a fishing hat. She couldn't see his face when she looked up through the flying papers and his hat. Breanna instantly dropped down to the ground, picking her things up and apologizing.
I am so so, sorry, oh my gosh, I can't believe I just did that!
Breanna struggled to pick up her things as she expected a response.

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Cassandra Hale


Cassandra heard her alarm clock go off but ignored it at first to sleep a little bit more, she liked the song that she had set as an alarm sound. It was a melodic sound with a violin and a piano. It used to be her mother's favourite song and she had kept it as her alarm sound after she had died. Her father hadn't really approved it but never forced her to change it. She almost drifted back to sleep before a knock was heard from her door.

"Cassandra, sweetheart. Time to get up, I'm leaving in a minute." Her father said through the door and then went away. Cassandra reluctantly sat up in her bed and stretched a bit before she went off the bed to go to the kitchen. Her father stood there, checking if he had everything with him. "Good morning. I'll probably stay late tonight. I packed your lunch in your bag and all of your books that you left chattered over the kitchen table stands there." He pointed at the kitchen table and there stood a neat pile with books and notebooks.

"Oh, thank you dad. I'll see you tomorrow then. Love you." She said with a smile and kissed his cheek. The only difference between them was that he had dark hair. Her golden blonde hair, she'd gotten from mother, otherwise they were really alike. She went to get some breakfast.

"Love you too kiddo. I'll see you tomorrow. Call if anything happens." He said before he closed the door behind him. Cassandra couldn't help but roll her eyes. He always said the same thing, every morning but she never complained really. It was a daily morning routine for them. She made some toast and drank orange juice, cleaned up after her and then went to take a shower.

She grabbed some clothes and dried her hair, brushing it and then went to the kitchen again. She wanted to go through her books once again but, it wasn't really necessary. She could head to school and be there a good time before her classes started. Or she could take it slow, walking to school. She usually took her bike to school. She hummed a bit and then took the books for her classes today, put it down in her bag. She looked at the clock and bit on her bottom lip, she had 30 minutes to get to school.

"Oh screw it.." She muttered, grabbing her bag, shoved on her boots, took her black helmet and leather jacket. She put her other jacket in her bag before taking on the leather jacket. She should wear the whole outfit but her father let her be on that. She did it when she wanted to take a longer ride. She took out her bike from the garage and put on her helmet. The motorcycle purred into life under her hands and she took down the visor before driving away towards the school.

She didn't really take the straight way to her school and by the time she parked her bike and everything, she just had a couple of minutes before her class would begin. She went straight for the room where her first class would and tested the door. Yes, it was her lucky day today. She smiled for herself and went inside to sit down at one of the seats to the windows, in the middle. She didn't want to sit too far away or too close so she wouldn't get so many questions. It made her nervous to talk in front of the class and nervousness meant stuttering and that was something she really didn't want to do.

She placed her helmet on the floor under the desk with her bag after she had placed her books on the desk. She only zipped up her jacket so she wouldn't get to warm, she really liked the smell of leather. And oil of course. It all reminded her of what she and her father did when they had the time. Or rather, when he had the time.

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"Do I really have to do this?" Kalare cut her eyes to her aunt, a look of irritation plastered on her face. She had been eyeing the school with disdain since they pulled up in front of it, her nose turned up at the billions of sluts prancing around in too-short skirts and kill-me-now high heels. Okay, maybe the jab about the heels were a bit hypocritical, she surmised, as she glanced at her own ankle booties. But she looked reasonable. Half of these girls looked like they worked at that rank strip club in town and the others looked like they hadn't seen a brush in years.

"Stop," her aunt begged and Kalare rolled her eyes, throwing her head back and letting out a loud groan. The woman had caught her judging people. Again. The nosy bitch. And since when did her aunt even care about her coming to school? She was home-schooled. She had a tutor, a very well-paid for tutor who visited every single day. Who gave her aunt the power to change all of that? She heard her aunt clear her throat once more and Kalare returned her gaze to the older woman. "Kalli - " Didn't she know Kalare hated when people called her that? "I know you hate this...I know that. You're not used to going to school and purposefully being around others. But...I want you to at least try. Try to be normal." Kalare snorted.

"Normal," she spat and let out a dry laugh. She smirked at her aunt. "Damn, you must really be in denial -

"Kalare, I will not accept this language from -

"There is no normal in this world, Aunt Kathy," she informed her with a sharp tone. "The so-called normalcy in this world is from the people that are either like you and in denial or the others who are truly unaware victims." They sat their in silence, both eyeing the other. One in contempt and the other in sadness. "Thanks for pretending to care, but I'd rather have Clark pick me up after school." Kalare swung the passenger door open and slammed in before her aunt could get one word out. She fixed the gold chain of her pendant, rolling her shoulders as she readied herself mentally for this place.

Despite her obvious dislike of the area, the tiny butterflies swarming around in the pit of her belly only revealed that she was slightly...dare she say it, nervous? Her obvious reclusiveness was brought on by her parents' decision to have her home-schooled and because of that, Kalare was nor prepared for the teenage environment. All of this felt so new to her, like when her parents first carved her wooden stakes into sais. She had actually been like the normal - God, she hated that word - teenage girl and spent half the night finding a suitable outfit. After awhile, she ended up picking something she would wear at home anyway. It suited her needs and lucky for her, she still could fight in heels. Her jeans were stretchable enough.

"Try to have a good day, Kalare." She heard her aunt call from the car and waited for the car to pull away before she turned back around. She eyed the place the car had taken up before facing the school again and walking inside.

If there was one thing that Kalare hated more than anything, it was being around new people. She wasn't exactly the people person that her father had been. Apparently, he was the big man on campus in school. Kalare....she didn't even know how to navigate getting to her locker yet. She only followed the directions her aunt gave, which were to find the office. After having the stupid receptionist comment about how pretty she was and how she hoped Kalare enjoyed being at the school and all that jazz, Kalare shoved her way through the throng of people. Most stared and observed the new girl. All she did was stare straight ahead, hand itching to backhand everyone. She made it to her first class successfully, not having to snap at anyone or hit them. Luckily, it wasn't exactly full. There was this one blonde and maybe a few more, so Kalare took the back seat beside the window.

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Cassandra sat with her eyes closed for a while until the door open and she thought the class was about to start but in came a pretty red head who looked new. She hadn't seen her the other years she'd been in this school. She smiled as a greeting towards the girl before looking down at her books again. Was the teacher late? Mr. Wilson usually wasn't this late for his classes. He's a pretty strict teacher.

She tapped her fingers softly at her books for a while before opening her notebook to read through her latest notes, that's when she discovered the letter which it stood that there wouldn't be any classes due to the Halloween Bash. She groaned and slapped her notebook closed before packing everything. How could she forget that? Oh well, no classes and you would get extra credit if you volunteered so there's nothing really bad about the whole thing. But should she really volunteer? She bit her bottom lip thoughtful a she threw her bag over her shoulder, grabbed her helmet and went to the door. She stopped when she remembered the new girl.

It took some shuffling through her backpack to fish out the note about the Halloween Bask and folded it twice. She walked to the new girl with a smile. "Hey there, uh. I noticed that you might be new, well obviously you are. But, um.. The c-classes are cancelled due to an event we call Halloween Bash. Anyway, here. Th-th-this will give you the details about it." She said as she handed the note to give it to the girl. "I hope you'll have a good time here." She gave her a last smile before heading out from there.

As soon as she came out from the class room, she took a deep breath to calm her nerves. That went well, the girl maybe didn't even notice her stuttering. Took it maybe as a bit of nervousness. No harm done so far, oh who was she kidding? There's no way the girl didn't notice. Okay, no. Positive thinking, positive thinking.

So, time to decide if she would volunteer or not, if she did volunteer she'd get extra credit for the whole thing but she also would need to talk to a lot of people. Children wouldn't really make fun of her stuttering, she hoped. Or did they? She sighed deeply and then moved to her locker, she needed to put her leather jacket away and then secure her helmet at her bike which she had forgot that she usually did, until right now actually. Wow, out in the blue much?

She moved through the flow of people with ease and was almost at the door when she noticed a lost boy standing in the middle of the hall. She slowed her steps to see if he was just looking around or if he was fully new. He looked like someone who just started this year. Should she walk to him and help him or not? He seemed harmless. She approached him carefully and smiled friendly at him. "New here?" She asked, holding her right hand on the strap of her bag and the left one she held her helmet.

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Sho was still off in his little world. In fact, he'd reached the part where his mind started making up countless scenarios that might happen on his first day of school here. He was getting close to walking right back out of that door.

"New here?"

The question snapped the tiny Japanese teen from his confusion and he turned his head to face the pretty blonde, a smile gracing his lips. "Uh, I guess it's obvious huh?" He shuffled his left foot against the ground, then jutted his hand out towards her. "I'm Sho, nice to meet you."

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Cassandra couldn't help but giggle. "Yeah it was. You looked pretty lost there." She said with a smile and when he held out his hand to her, she hesitated a second before letting go of the strap to her bag and shook his hand. "Nice to meet you Sho, my names is C-c.." Her smile faltered a bit but she cleared her throat, taking a breath. "Cassandra." She let go of his hand a took a little step backwards.

"There's no um.. Classes today or for the next three days due to the Halloween Bash." She said a bit slow as if she thought them through before she said them. She really didn't want to start stutter again, it was so close and she could feel that it would happen again, right there on the tip of her tongue but she couldn't just leave him now without explaining where everything stands and so on. It wouldn't be polite at all. "Everything stands on the Bulletin Board. Just, d-d-down the hall." She grabbed the strap again and clenched her hand, then turned to point with her helmet. "D-down there and you'll see the b-b.." She drew a frustrated breath and cleared her throat. "Board on the left side." She paused for a half second between every word.

She just wanted to go out from here now. God how she hated it, the anxiety over her stuttering grew and she knew it wouldn't help her at all. Positive thinking. Positive thinking. She turned to him again and gave him a somewhat forced smile. "I hope you'll have a g-g-good time here. I.. Um.. Need to go." She said without meeting his eyes and walked past him to get out from the school. She headed to her motorcycle to take a deep breath, to calm down a bit. She chained her helmet to her bike and then sat there on her heels, her hands on her motorcycle and closed her eyes.

"Positive thinking will help with the stuttering, talk slower and don't stress yourself." She whispered to herself and then sighed. Of course most people didn't really care that she stuttered but she still grew anxious every time her stuttering went from okay to worse. Her morning had been fine but now she wasn't so certain that the day would be good at all.

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Kalare read through the rest of her schedule and nearly yelled out in frustration when she actually read the bottom. Apparently, there was some crap about community service and no school and a dance. And costumes, which would seriously be a waste of time because Kalare didn't do Halloween. Just as she was about to curse aloud, the blonde from earlier was standing up and was talking. She caught the tail end of what the girl was saying.

"Yeah, thanks," she replied to the blonde, the expression on her face masking the curiosity she held about the girl's stuttering. Was she nervous? Kalare was used to making people nervous or feel awkward, but no one had actually stuttered so much in her presence before. And why was she caring? Shrugging as the girl walked away, Kalare took her phone out her bag and dialed her aunt. The woman picked up on the second ring and listened to Kalare's explanation.

No surprise here, Kalare thought bitterly as her aunt explained that she couldn't pick her up. Something about shopping with Kalare's cousin Lacey and some other bull. It was nothing relevant to Kalare.

"Yeah, whatever." Kalare hung up without saying goodbye just as this brunette approached her from the corner of her eye. Just from one look, Kalare got the hint that this girl was more than she appeared. At first glance, despite the bulkiness of her clothing, the new girl seemed like one of those beach babes that Kalare avoided. But there was something in her eyes, something that had Kalare inwardly wary of her yet not too hostile. At least, not as hostile as she would be considering that she doesn't like meeting new people.

"Uh, hey, my name's Breanna, I'm new here. Do you know where Mrs. Daniels is? This is her class, after all."

"Library," Kalare answered. "Probably reading one of those Nicholas Sparks novels...again." Kalare cringed at the thought. "Check there." She stood, gathering her bag and phone before offering a tight-lipped smile. At least, she didn't feel as tense as before and could actually seem...sociable. Maybe. "And the name's Kalare." Kalare noticed Maggie eyeing them and squared her shoulders, quipping lowly to Breanna, "Watch out for Princess Maggie. Not exactly...first day friend material. Unless you're in to pounds of makeup with a side of bitch."

"' Hi. My name is Maggie Alexandre, you must be new here? What's your name so I can write it on your invite... You see October 31st is my Birthday and I hoole a huge party every year. I invite everyone so you have to come. It will be a great place for you to meet other.. uhm friendlier people'." Kalare found herself smirking as Maggie talked, her obvious dislike of Kalare apparent in her body language. But the girl was being pleasant enough when she handed Kalare a lilac envelope. Kalare eyed it suspiciously before painting a smile on her face.

"Thanks. I'll be sure to be...friendlier next time." She promised Maggie with a grin before nodding to Breanna. "Good luck." Kalare did not hesitate to walk away, hurrying out the door and down the hall. Perhaps she could waste time until someone from at home could give her a ride. The library sounded like a good stop.

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After a while, when the metal of her bike had gone warm under her hands Cassandra stood up. Taking another deep breath she brushed off her knees and headed inside again. There were no use to get upset over things like that but her fingers itched to grab her phone and call her father. It usually happen when she talked to new people and she stuttered but she had so far never really called him. It was a silly habit she had since the first time he bought a cellphone to her and she had called him over and over again until she noticed how childish it was. The memory made her smile a bit.

She went first to the library to find search for a book she would need in her research for history class, of course she was a bit early for that but she liked to be prepared and she liked to have something to read while she had lunch. It made her feel less lonely and she didn't really need to talk much with others if she seemed busy. She didn't really find what she was looking for so she gave up and went to the cafeteria.

Cassandra noticed that the whole cafeteria was quiet and saw that a boy had apparently collided with Maggie, the school Queen. She winced a little and hoped that the gods had mercy on him because for that Maggie might make his life miserable for a long time. Or she might just yell at him and then leave it be. The whole silence treatment going on here felt more like punishment enough. She held tighten her hand on her backpack's strap and carefully walked pass them to an empty table.

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When Jack bumped into Maggie, and the whole cafeteria went silent, she thought someone had just dropped dead or something. Breanna did a half smile when she seen Jack.
Yeah, she's been showing me around... and don't just go bumping into people, sheesh.
Breanna smirked teasingly. She spotted a shy looking blonde scoot past them, being the only movement in the cafeteria, other than the three that were right in the middle. She smiled at her then quickly turned her eyes back to Jack and Maggie. It seemed to be a little awkward for Maggie to be standing in front of Jack, she wondered if maybe Maggie had a crush? Breanna shrugged to herself and smiled at Maggie.
Let's go get something to eat.
Breanna smiled at Jack.
Again, it was nice seeing you. Let's catch up sometime.
Breanna started walking towards the cafeteria ladies and motioned for Maggie to follow.

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Cassandra didn't really look up when she passed the group with people so she didn't notice when the newest girl smiled at her, otherwise she would had returned the smile and sat down at the table she had spotted before, at the other side of the cafeteria. It wasn't that she chose the empty tables because she wanted to be alone. Okay, she did most times. Or she did it all the time but still. She sighed as put her bag on the table and went through it to find whatever her father had packed for her. Around her, the students in the cafeteria started up with their chatting and soon the whole place was alive again.

She found two containers and two bottles, one with soda and the other one with water. She knew her father so well, when there was soda, there was cake in one of the containers. Her mouth watered with the imagination of what it could be. She lifted them up to feel which one was heaviest before taking the heaviest one and putting the other one back. Food first before oh so very delicious and sugary cake, even though she really wanted to just grab the container and devour whatever was in it. If someone ever were going to give her cake then she would love them endlessly. Maybe that was why her father made them randomly. So she would never stop loving him? She grinned at the thought and open the one which contained what they had for dinner yesterday. Pan-fried loin of pork with potato wedges and sauce. She had actually made that for dinner but didn't think there would be any left.

The food was cold but it didn't really bother her, she could go and heat it but she wanted to eat it quick, well not super quick but quick enough so that she could enjoy the cake during the rest of her lunch.

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Cassandra ate without really looking at the other people in the cafeteria. Everyone here more or less minded their own business or that was what Cassandra did. She took up a writing block she had in her bag to doodle on it, writing different ideas of what she could do during Halloween Bash. She still have't decided if she should participate in it. Were the fear of her stuttering worth the points she will get? She sighed and took another bite while underlining Halloween Bash two times before she drew a bat under it and a pumpkin.

It didn't take long before she was done with her food. She put it away and then grabbed the other container, opening and held back a groan of appreciation. A chocolate cake! She thought she might just die right here in the cafeteria and she wouldn't give a crap. Okay, she would if she died before tasting the cake. It looked like her dad had bought it to her at her favourite cafeteria in town and it made her smile for herself. The cake was probably an apology from him for coming home so late lately. She barely saw him anymore due to his work and it annoyed her a lot. She only saw him in the mornings if she was lucky.

She sighed but lifted her fork to take a bite of the cake. She had to hold back the groan that wanted to escape her lips when the rich taste of the chocolate exploded in her mouth. She giggled at her own silliness, groaning and moaning because of a cake but they were so delicious! She wanted to eat everything in just one go but held herself back. Savour the taste, savour the taste. She repeated in her head.

After she was done, she had made her decision not to participate in Halloween Bash but just go there in a costume. Now the question was what she should dress like? She packed her stuff to head out from the cafeteria. Maybe her dad could help her there? She put one of the straps of her bag on her shoulder, holding it and the other hand she shoved down her pocket. Time to come up with idea.