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Alyssandra Remington

"It's not about being perfect, it's about embracing the imperfections."

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a character in “Course of Love”, as played by Toffeeebot

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Alyssandra Remington
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β€œPerfection is only attainable when you learn to accept the imperfections.”


Name/Age/Gender
Alyssandra Camille Remington // 20 // Female[/font]

Likes
β—‹ Coffee and Tea
β—‹ Anything Sweet
β—‹ Listening to Music
β—‹ Drawing on her pocket journal
β—‹ Being Outdoors
β—‹ The Rain
β—‹ Winter[/font]


Dislikes
β—‹ Creepy things
β—‹ Being yelled at
β—‹ Hurting people
β—‹ Complete darkness
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Appearance
{Appearance here//(Include: height and weight, eye color, hair color, scares, piercings, tattoos, etc.)}Height // 5'8"
Weight // 125lbs
Eyes // Green with streaks of Hazel.
Hair // Brunette with natural blonde highlights
Complexion // A soft peachy white.
Face // Long, dark lashes; straight, pointed nose; prominent cheekbones; rosy cheeks; and soft, thin lips.
Body // A petite figure with a long pair of legs, a bit on the skinny side, wide hips with small waist and a little broad shoulders.
Piercings // Both ears are pierced, the right one has a cartilage piercing and is double pierced.
Features // Alyssandra has a scar that runs diagonally across her shoulder blade, a small scar on her chest. All from the accident. She has a faint dimples on both cheeks.
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Personality
An angelic face, matching her angelic personality. Alyssa wouldn't do a thing to harm anyone. She's a simple girl, thankful for each day she has. After the accident, she didn't really change. Though it was traumatizing and most would end up in depression or worse conditions, but she managed to pull through. Being able to live each day with a smile and hoping to brighten everyone around her. The little things are what amazes her and it takes no effort to make her smile. She enjoys being around people who can make her laugh whenever she's down without even trying much. There's far too many things in the world to smile about that frowning is rarely seen in her face.
Though she will have moments of confusion, which isn't hard to do, and she is very clumsy, so staying on both her feet is something she can't seem to do easily. It's the flaws that she embraces and embodies. Perfection is only attainable when you learn to accept the imperfections. [/font]



History
Her accident caused her to lose memories, even ones that repeated, she has trouble remembering. It pains her to know how easily she has forgotten about the people she cared about, but it also pains her to try and remember. A faint memory of a boy keeps reappearing to her, but she can't attain more than a blurry face and a blurry figure. It makes her wonder if he's real, or only a figment of her imagination.[/font]

Love Interest
Boy 1[/font]

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So begins...

Alyssandra Remington's Story

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It was the start of fall, leaves were only beginning to change their colors to hues of red. It was the perfect weather to be outside; it was not too cold, but it was not hot. The weather Alyssandra preferred.
Fluttering her eyes open as the streak of light beamed down on her eyelids, peaking through the crack that her curtains missed. Strained from the sudden amount of light, she pulled her covers up and over her head, hoping to catch herself back to sleep. But it was too late. Her body has already awoken and her bed grew uncomfortable. A grunt escaped her as she wrestled herself out of her sheets and up on her feet. The fuzzy carpet embraced her cold toes as she took a step towards the shower, grabbing her towel on the way. Turning the faucet until she reached the right temperature. She then stepped in and steam began to fill the room.
Squeaking the faucet shut, Alyssa came out of the shower, put her towel on and stood in front of the sink. She reached out into the fogged mirror and drew a smiley face on it. It made her laugh a little, then she wiped it with her hands. Brushed her teeth and headed to her closet.
Getting dressed quickly, she threw in some leggings, boots, and an oversized sweater. She tied her hair up into a messy bun, picked up her bag she she swung it across her shoulders, picked up her camera and keys, then went out the door.
It was her routine to go outside and get some Starbucks before going to class. Since the stores weren't too far from her apartment building, walking there wasn't an issue. She would later use her car to drive to the academy, but that's not for another hour. So she had quite some time to spare. Alyssandra's apartment was on the third floor, she quite enjoyed the travel down the spiral, velvet-covered stairs in her apartment building. It wasn't long before the reached the bottom and went out the door.

Half way to her walk towards Starbucks, she realizes that she had forgetting her phone on top of her side table. Shaking her head and giving her lips a skew, she headed back towards the apartment building. Reaching into her purse, Alyssa picked up her keys and opened the main door as she traveled back up the red, velvet stairs.

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Alyssandra reached her apartment room. She pulled out her keys, turned the knob and entered. Quickly grabbed her phone from the counter and slipped it in the pocket of her bag. Then she closed the door behind her and ran down the steps. Her blonde curls bounced as she took each step down the spiral staircase. Then she exited through the entrance where she stumbled across Nicholas.

"Good Morning, darlin'." she said playfully winking at him. Then smiling as she saw the cup of coffee he had for her.

"Why thank you, good sir." she added as she picked up the coffee he held in his hand. It smelled of pumpkin spice and this was her favorite during the fall season. A grin tugged on her lips, creating the faint dimples she had after taking her first sip. The warm coffee flushed down her throat, giving her a cozy sensation. It wasn't long till their class begun, so it was best to start moving. Alyssa pulled out her car keys as she pressed the button. The car beeped twice in sync with the headlights flickering. She got into the driver's seat, threw her bag in the back seats, pleaded her coffee on the cup holder, then started the engine. The motor rumbled as it began to warm up. Reaching for the radio, she tuned it to one of the radio stations that wasn't talking about commercials; this was one of the things that irritated her; Radio stations that played more commercials than songs. Felt like that defeated the purpose.

"Buckle up," she told Nicholas while reaching for her own seat belt and strapping it across her chest, then connecting it to the buckle as it made a click noise. The belt tightened to fit her body, then she placed her hands on the wheels, turned the shift stick from P to the D. Most people in Paris drove manual cars, but Alyssa was never accustomed to that type of driving which is why an Automatic is better suited for her.
Driving from her apartment to the Academy didn't really take much effort. The distance was barely anything and finding a parking space is never really an issue.

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Alyssa wasn't very comfortable with Nicholas smoking. This bothered her a little, but it was his business and not hers. Even though they are very close friends, she was still in no position to tell others what to do. It was their choice; not something she wants to take away from anyone. Then he mentioned more piercings, this made her cringe a little, but then gave a small laugh.

"Well I think you've got enough holes on your body, but if you want more, then go for it." she said as she turned on the green light. He mentioned being a whipped man. This was something that confused her.

"What do you mean, hun?" it was a bad habit of hers to call people with terms of endearment. The words just slip through her mouth and it would be too late to even realize what she had said. But of all people, Nicholas should be used to that by now.
His words still baffled her. She wasn't really sure to what he was referring to or if it was of any relevance to her. Another red light was standing before them. She sighed at it and picked up her coffee and took a sip. The taste of the cinnamon and pumpkin dance on her taste buds as they traveled down her throat. She stared out the window, gazing at the beautiful scenery with her green eyes. For a moment, she was caught in her little world. The thoughts flooded her mind. The feeling of emptiness embraced her. Not being able to remember her past makes her feel so empty. Almost like she never existed before the accident. The memory of anyone didn't fit in her memories. Not even the face of her mother. Yet a flickering glance of this boy constantly appears before her. Something that isn't clear. A blurry memory that seems to escape her grasp just as she's ab the peak of remembering. It was like reaching for the stars.

The light flicked from red to green and Alyssa was back to reality. She headed straight to the academy. Pulling through the parking lot as she changed the stick shift back into P.

"Ready?" she asked Nicholas as she grabbed over the back to reach her bag.

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He lifted up his shirt while they were in the car showing off his abs. "I think not...maybe a nipple piercing." He played with his nipple, giving her a seductive look. After a moment he dropped his shirt , laughing got out of the car. "I'm never ready." He blew off her question about being whipped, it was just a personal thought. Running his fingers through his hair he stretched and yawned. "If it wasn't for her, I'd still be in bed." Grabbing his camera he looked at her still as she had her bag in her lap. "Speaking of beds... I'm moving in with you." A dangerous smirk, across his face as he watched her reactions. "Perfect photography view!" He kissed her cheek and stood back up, shutting her car door. He looked at the trees, and the sun, perfect photography was all he saw.

Nicholas leaned against the car and decided one more cigarette. Taking a hit off of his cigarette he pondered about Raissa, the way she looked and her overall personality. "Aly.. I'm going to marry you." He was joking of course, but he didn't want to think of anything. He just wanted to tease his best friend, and show her how much he cared about her.

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Turning towards Nicholas, Alyssandra saw him with his shirt lifted and she quickly looked away blushing. It was embarrassing to see him like that and it was a little more than she wanted to see.

"Speaking of beds... I'm moving in with you." his voice echoed in her head. Then she flushed completely red with widened eyes. She knew it was just him teasing her and the kiss did not help at all.

"You tease me way too much, Nicholas." shaking her head as she picked up her bag and pulled t over her shoulder. Then she closed her car door, pressed the button to lock it and leaned against the car awaiting for him to finish his picture.

"Marry me? Well I'm quite flattered, sir." she said in a British accent. Then a laugh came to her as the serious topic wasn't something she intended forthe conversation to go with. Taking another sip of her coffee, it had gotten awfully cold. It wasn't as tasteful as it was before that. So she walked over to the trash can and threw it out.

"We best be heading to class, but if you don't like it that much, feel free to stay in the car," she said as she began to walk to the academy doors. There were a few other students walking the same way. It was an academy of arts after all. Almost everyone who wanted to major in a form of art was to be there. The academy was quite large. It even had dorms, but Alyssandra didn't like living in school grounds and the apartment she was a is more private, quiet and secure.

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Turning towards Nicholas, Alyssandra saw him with his shirt lifted and she quickly looked away blushing. It was embarrassing to see him like that and it was a little more than she wanted to see.

"Speaking of beds... I'm moving in with you." his voice echoed in her head. Then she flushed completely red with widened eyes. She knew it was just him teasing her and the kiss did not help at all.

"You tease me way too much, Nicholas." shaking her head as she picked up her bag and pulled t over her shoulder. Then she closed her car door, pressed the button to lock it and leaned against the car awaiting for him to finish his picture.

"Marry me? Well I'm quite flattered, sir." she said in a British accent. Then a laugh came to her as the serious topic wasn't something she intended forthe conversation to go with. Taking another sip of her coffee, it had gotten awfully cold. It wasn't as tasteful as it was before that. So she walked over to the trash can and threw it out.

"We best be heading to class, but if you don't like it that much, feel free to stay in the car," she said as she began to walk to the academy doors. There were a few other students walking the same way. It was an academy of arts after all. Almost everyone who wanted to major in a form of art was to be there. The academy was quite large. It even had dorms, but Alyssandra didn't like living in school grounds and the apartment she was a is more private, quiet and secure.

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Matt's alarm went off as usual, and he had about an hour to be in class. Another day it was, and he stumbled out of bed, into the shower like he did every morning. There was nothing like a clean feeling to start the day, though he hated to wake up early. After his shower he got dressed, his wardrobe always looking somewhat preppy and casually-nice. Today he wore a navy blue sweater over an undershirt, and a light blue collared shirt. He also wore jeans, and his black vans. It came together looking something like this, minus the flip flops. He looked at him self in the mirror, running his hand through his hair a few times, trying to place it right. Smirking back at himself, he then walked out of his bedroom, grabbing his phone on the way.

As he walked through the living room area of his apartment, he texted his girlfriend, Raissa. "Goodmorning, beautiful. How was practice?(: " it read.
He entered the kitchen, grabbing an apple from a fruit bowl on the counter. The apartment itself got a bit lonely, mostly because he was used to a family of five, not including himself. Once he'd been accepted into this academy, his parents let him move out without them, wanting to stay where they were, and obviously giving him his freedom.. He was okay with this, knowing he wanted to go to Paris badly, and that's what happened when you graduated high school. Luckily he'd met a girl, who he began caring a lot for. Still, memories of his first love surfaced once and awhile, but the more time he spent with Raissa, the less he saw Aly's face. Which was one of the things he liked about the new girl, though she didn't purposefully take his mind off of things, she always made him more relaxed.

He finished his apple, and left his apartment, going to his car. Occasionally he drove Raissa to school, but he was running a bit late, and she usually asked him to drive her when she wanted him to. He arrived at the academy after parking his car, and headed towards the doors. He was already in a rush, realizing he was later than he thought. Quickening his normal pace by a second or two, he wasn't really paying attention when he bumped into a girl walking towards the doors as well.

He turned back a little, about to apologize, when he saw the girl. She was a pretty girl, petite looking with light brownish hair. A puzzled look crossed his face, but it soon left. "Sorry about that." he said, and gave her a small smile. He then continued to go to class. He didn't know why she reminded him so much of her. Aly. He was probably just going a bit crazy, he was a little tired anyway.

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Alyssa wasn't really fond of being late to class. Not that she was going to miss anything, especially just how well she has mastered photography already. Her mind was off in a daze which was quickly broken by someone bumping her way. It was a guy. Someone she hasn't really seen around the academy. Which was quite surprising because she was the kind of girl who was very observant. His face seemed all so familiar, yet a stranger he was.
"Sorry about that." His voice was deep and soothing. No words escaped her lips as she watched him with curiosity. Finally being able to voice herself, "I-it's alright." she spoke hesitantly. Her warm green eyes focused on him, her head tilted a bit to the side, intrigued by this man before her. He seemed to be in a rush, which didn't surprise her, considering class was beginning soon.
Though the man was already a few feet away from her, she couldn't help but to continue to look. "Matt...." a soft whisper slipped through her pink, glossy lips. She blinked a few times with amazement. Who was Matt? Why did she just suddenly call that guy by a name? Shaking her head, she shrugged off the thoughts. But then the back of her head began to throb in pain. Cringing a littler Alyssa balled her hand into a fist, hoping to redirect the pain from her head to her hands. Taking a few deep breathes and closing her eyes, memories began to flood. Flickering moments in her mind flashed. It was an image of the same guy she sees but this time with a guitar, but still too blurry to remember.

Feeling a bit light-headed, Alyssa quickly entered the Academy and found a seat in the classroom. She slumped a bit on her seat as she tried to keep a hold of reality. Why was her memories acting up now? She tried to focus and hoped for the better.

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He was almost to his class when his phone buzzed, and he pulled it out to see Raissa had replied.
'I went to hell and came back (alive). Where can I meet you later?' It read. He smiled to himself, and laughed a little.
He entered the classroom, and took his seat towards the back. In this class he studied music, but more of history and less actual playing. He didn't mind it though, it all seemed to help. Sometimes they studied the structure of songs as well.

He then texted her back, since class hadn't started yet. "I can pick you up, then we can go anywhere.. Your choice." he replied.
The great thing about her was that they could really be anywhere and have a relaxing time. His favorite thing to do with her was just lay around in his apartment, preferably with her head on his chest. He'd usually just listen to her breathing, or they'd talk about their day. Though they weren't serious, like talking about futures, and whatnot, they were pretty close in a way. Comfortable around each other was easy, and she could always bring a smile to his face.

With that, he put his phone back in his pocket, and relaxed into his chair. He couldn't help but think of the girl he bumped into though. Her resemblance was so.. Shocking. Part of him wanted to ask her name, find out who she was.. But the other part wanted to forget about her. What he had with Raissa seemed good, though it wasn't love for him.. yet. Bringing up a deceased first love would only bring heartache. Chances are they just looked alike, and he'd be somewhat crushed. He didn't need that let down, and he doubted it was her.

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Hearing a buzzing noise coming from her bag, Alyssa was about to reach in for it but insisted to wait till after the lechture was done. Her penmanship was flawless and neat. Almost as if it was a font from the computer; writing in cursive was something she mastered not too long ago. It was a habit of hers to write neatly, so when she looks back at it, she can properly study. A good habit for any student to have.

An hour of class has passed and their professor dismissed them. Gathering up all of her papers neatly and folding them between her folder, she then took her bag and reached for her phone. It was a message from Nicholas. Alyssa gave a sigh while smiling. He is such a handful. She thought to herself, then replied:
"Trying to learn, unlike someone. ;)" Then hit send.
Alyssandra shoved her phone in her pocket, then slung the bag over her shoulder and headed out into the hallways. There, she stumbled upon one of the 'jocks'. Surprisingly, college still had it's social status, but she didn't really care much for it. He approached her with his glistening smirk and charming good looks.

"Hey Alyssa. So I'm throwing a little party tonight at my beach house and I would be more than happy for you to come." he had a very deep yet seductive voice.

"Straight to the point I see. Won't it be too cold to be at the beach?" she added to his seemingly flawed plan.

"Well, swimming isn't suggested but what's so bad about a little bonfire and some drinks?" he winked at her and reached over to brush her hair away from her cheek.

Alyssa dared not to flinch and kept her gaze dead on his. "I'll think about it, Frank." she replied, quickly backing off and walking pass him. Drinking wasn't in her best interest, but a little fun here and there wasn't going to hurt. Especially since they had a long weekend after today. 'Everyone will be there...' His words echoed through her ears and the guy she bumped into crossed her mind. Would he be there? Will they be able to meet again if she attended the party? After all, everyone IS invited. Questions filled her mind as the thought of the guy lingered on. There's a possibility she would get the chance to speak with him.

Shrugging the topic off, Alyssa kept on with her business. Though she tries to think of some other things, the thought of the guy was running at the back of her head. She then went onto the cafeteria, grabbed a bottle of water and a fruit cup. This was a typical meal with Alyssa. With the busy schedule she keeps herself on, it's rarely anytime to actually each food. Other than the occasional moments when her and Nicholas would go out to eat. But other thanthat, she rarely eats much. Sitting alone on the rounded table of the cafeteria, she awaited for Nicholas so she could go and visit her aunt. It's been a while and maybe she could answer the questions she had.

After losing her mother, Alyssa was taken by her aunt. She was treated just like a daughter and Alyssa could trust and freely talk to her about anything. It wasn't possible for her to compare to what her mother was like, for the past was still a blur to her.

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Alyssandra picked up her bag and headed out of the cafeteria. She wasn't sure to where Nicholas has gone off to, but knowing him, it's probably not too far from where her car is. Most likely he'll be smoking in some corner of the school. Heading out of the Academy building, she squinted her green eyes to get a better view of her car. Nicholas wasn't standing there, which surprised her. As she reached the top steps of the academy, her gaze scanned the room as she searched for a trace of Nicholas.

"Ah...there he is," she said then a smirk came to her as she noticed his flustered look as he approached Raissa. She shook her head a bit as a quiet laugh escaped her lips. It was a bit pathetic how he acts all tough around other girls, but whenever it came to Raissa, he would turn into a vegetable. Making her way down the steps, she looked down making sure that each step wasn't going to be her last. After reaching the bottom, her eyes traveled up to where Nicholas and Raissa was standing. Then another figure appears to join them. He was too far away to clearly see, but his relationship with Raissa stood clearly. This whole situation was all too interesting to Alyssa and it seems like a situation that Nicholas didn't wished to be in.
He was madly in love with Raissa and the chance he does get to talk with her, her boyfriend comes and plants kisses all over her, making sure that Nicholas was well aware that she was his.
Shaking her head as she felt empathy over Nicholas, she walks over to save him from the situation. He suffered enough as it is, and this would be the last thing he would need.

Walking over to all three of them, she had a friendly, gentle smile that revealed her faint dimples just underneath her prominent cheek bones and then waved her hand as a sign of hello.

"Hi everyone," her greeting was warm and her green eyes looked theirs with a gentle calmness. "Sorry for interrupting, but I would have to steal Nicholas," her gaze turned to Nicholas as she took her arm and wrapped it around his, giving a light tug, indicating she want to take him. Then her eyes locked at the same guy she bumped into earlier, Matt. Her smile went away as her eyes traced every feature of his face. As if all of it was all too familiar to her. Getting a much better and closer look, he felt like someone she had known her whole life. This was the most complex feeling. A stranger being someone you've known for your whole life, impossible. After a moment, she broke her gaze. Batting her eyes as she quickly looked down to the ground. What was going on? So many questions, but no one can answer. A battle she fought that cannot be won.

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Nick took note of the guy and smiled, though the message was loud and clear. "Hi Matt." He said offering a friendly smile. Suddenly feeling Aly next to him he smiled, untangling his arm from around hers, he wrapped his arm around her waist, of course playing. "This is my best friend Aly... and we were just going." He sighed and walked away flicking his cigarette, continuing to walk away. "I can't believe I'm such an idiot." He said once they were out of earshot. Noticing his phone vibrating he pulled it out seeing Raissa had texted him.
Yeah... :3 Maybe I'll steal a dance. ^_^ He responded pulling his arm from around Aly's waist.

"Hey you ok?" He asked noticing her puzzled face. "How about I take you shopping?" His face was genuine and friendly, knowing she loved a good shopping spree.