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Skylar Undergraè

"Life's a bitch and shit happens, so suck it up and keep fighting."

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a character in “I'd Tell You I Love You”, as played by Made.of.Concrete

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Name: Skylar (Skye) Undergraè


Age: 17

Gender: Female

Role: Girl 4

Personality Skye is a naturally humorous person, making people laugh is a fun thing for her to do; she will go out of her way and embarrass herself for a few laughs. Though she does have off days and times when she hates the world and if you know what's good for you, you'll hold back from saying anything about her height. The blondes biggest weakness would have to be her immature inability to get over her irrational fear of the dark when outside alone. She's mainly a person who just takes things as they come, she won't put up with people thinking they know who she is, because really; no one has a fucking clue.

Appearance: Skye just reaches 5'5, not tall but not what you could call short either, seventeen year old. She has plain light wavy blonde hair that is normally in a front braid or fishnet braid, leaving it out annoys her to no end. The teen has hollow looking dark cobalt blue eyes with much lighter blue flecks surround her pupils, giving off the effect of clouds in the night sky (hence reason for her name). Three piercings in her left ear and two in her right. Enjoys wearing bright colours, though she doesn't like to stray from red, blues and white. Her clothes preference is somewhat plain - much like everything else about her - washed out white skinny jeans with rips at the knees and a paint splattered light blue, too-large-to-fit button up flanney with a white singlet top underneath.

Quick Bio: The teen grew up with her parents, brother and sister in their family home in Bibury, England. Her father was a man who accepted no less than the best, he daily scrutinized Skye's ability to do anything, ofter resulting in the second oldest locking herself up in her room. Skye was always aware of her fathers dislike for her ever since she choice not to follow his dream for her to quit school and study for college. Skye was always ahead and her father wanted to take the oppertunity and ship her off. When Skye and her twin sister were six, her minute younger sister was diagnosed with cancer. It wasn't long before Skye was almost forgotten, though when she was remembered it was when her father needed to release his anger out on something. Most of this was yelling and screaming at his second child, only on occasion would he strike her. She soon moved out after having enough of her father's abuse and her mothers and brothers silence at the age of sixteen, moving into her grandparents house where she has been for the past two and a half years.

Other: Is quite athletic and a mayjor book worm.

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Skylar Undergraè's Story

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Skye wasn't quite sure which was worst, being late for her first day back at school or the unexpected news of her grandparents having to travel back to England for a little over three months.

And just after everything was starting to look up. She thought somewhat bitterly.
Suddenly taking a different train of thought, Skye wondered briefly how on earth she was late in the first place. Skye had made sure to set her alarm to six so she could have a chance to shower, clothe, cook breakfast for her grandparents and still have at least twenty minutes to walk to school. This wasn't some stupid mistake of not remember to turn on her alarm, no it was the fact that for one, Skye couldn't find anything to wear and two her grandparents had forgotten to mention the night before that they would be flying out that morning. In the end the tired blonde was woken an hour early and asked to drive her elderly family members to the air port and see them off. It was hard for Skye to be happy for them, after all this was to be one of their biggest fundraising set ups, but as she drove back to her small home Skye couldn't help but be anything more than cheerless. A soft grimace settling on her face.

And that's how we now find Skye walking briskly to school her haze coloured knit cardigan billowing softly behind her. Skye was happy to admit she was no longer as eager as she first was to get to school. A small -no, microscopic feeling of timidness fluttered around the blondes head, causing a small from to tug downwards at her lips. The cool breeze caused a shiver to run up Skye's spine and let loose a group of goose-bumps down her legs. Sighing in slight annoyance, Skye wondered why she chose to wear her ripped black denim jeans in such weather. "Because I'm too much of an idiot to read the weather report of course."

Sometimes she wondered if it was sane to be talking to -and answering yourself. Eh, she thought. I'll figure that one out tomorrow. And with that she pulled her bag comfortably onto her shoulder and kicked up the pace.