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Adalyn Perry

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a character in “Into Your Arms”, as played by ThrillerNight

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Full Name| Adalyn Clara Perry
Nickname(s)| Addie
Age| 16
Gender| Female
Orientation| Straight
Hometown| August Falls, California
Occupation| High School student

Likes|
- Cheerleading
- Exercise
- Hanging out with her friends
- Being the center of attention
- Classic literature
- Cute things
- Shopping
Dislikes|
- Being disliked
- Feeling depressed
- Not getting her way
- Animals
- People knowing she's smart
- Bad attitudes
- Water
Quirks|
Although she likes to pretend that she's a vapid idiot that knows nothing more than cheerleading and spending her parent's money, secretly Addie loves to read and spends all of her private time scouring classic literature. One of the large rooms in her parents' estate is dedicated to a collection of old books that her family has been collecting for a long time, and this is where she spends her time when she's alone. The only people that know of her passion are her parents and her older sister, the former who will buy her any book she wants no matter the price. Other than that the only secret Addie keeps is her good grades, which stem from the time she spends reading anything she can get her hands on.
Fears|
Once when Addie was around four years old, she and her older sister were playing near the family pool alone, and for some reason or other they got into a petty argument as children often do, which resulted in her sister- who had six years and fifty pounds on her- forcing her under the water. Luckily the gardner managed to find them before anything too horrible happened, but the damage was already done. From then on Addie couldn't stand to be within five feet of water deeper than her bathtub.
Although her fear of water is a well-known secret, Addie's biggest fear is losing her friends or being deemed inadequate. Probably due to the fact that she was always trying to be as good as her older sister- who excelled in everything- she soon found that the only thing she was good at doing was making other people happy, so now she will do anything to have people like her- which is what eventually resulted in her pretense of stupidity. When she was in middle school she had a friend in the same class who became jealous of her good grades and refused to talk to her for a week; in order to fix the problem, Addie began to fail all of her tests and even failed out of her advanced math class. Her friendship with this individual persisted for so long that it became habitual for her to fein stupidity with all of her friends even after the original person had moved away.
Personality|
The typical, bubbly cheerleader, Addie is always vivacious and never tones down her excessive talking. Even when she is on the verge of being in trouble or knows she is possible getting irritating, she finds it impossible to turn herself off. The only way to get her to calm down is by being outright mean, which causes her to shut down completely. Addie will do anything to get the people she cares about to care about her- which is where her energy comes from-and is the direct cause of the rest of her actions; this desire to please is so deeply engrained in her that even if her friends are being mean to a person, then she will follow along and perpetuate the cruelty. She truly believes that all of her actions are done for the best interests of others, even if they are truly just self-serving.
History|
Addie has lived her entire life in August Falls. From the moment that she was brought home from the hospital she's had the best of everything, and has never even had to ask for something that she wanted thanks to her parents- her father being the CEO of his own company and her mother a surgeon at the local hospital. Anything from a brand new car on her sixteenth birthday to a place on the cheerleading squad, whatever she wants- she gets. Not only is this due to the fact that her parents are extremely wealthy, but her easy-going and vibrant personality-along with her natural beauty-allows her to get away with almost anything. Despite the fact that she has been in danger of failing more than her fair-share of classes, she has never once been scolded for it nor has she been removed from her duties on the squad as has been threatened multiple times. This ability to get what she desires carries over to her romantic relationships, as Addie has never had a problem getting whichever boy she desired; the only time she's ever given up on a man was when it threatened her relationship with her best friend.
Her life has been handed to her on a silver platter, and the only real problem she's experienced is in interactions with her older sister. Charlotte Perry is everything that Addie isn't: confident, secure in her intellect, hard-working, naturally popular, and everything else expected of the first born of an affluent family. Thus, the two have never seen eye-to-eye and Charlotte is the only person that Addie entirely refuses to listen to. Every time her sister comes home from vacation at her ivy-league university on the other side of the country, she turns Addie's life into a living hell. These are the only times that she loses her place as the favorite in the family; Charlotte has always dominated every single thing that she is involved in, which means that whenever she is home it has always been difficult for Addie to even get her parents' attention. This means that whenever her sister is involved, Addie goes out of her way to play up her bubbliness- anything to get noticed.
Other|
Family-
Charlotte Perry, 22
Clara Perry, 45
Thomas Perry, 52

So begins...

Adalyn Perry's Story

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Character Portrait: Max Butler Character Portrait: Graceland McDonald Character Portrait: Adalyn Perry
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Max walked down the cozy streets of August Falls, it was too perfect, the neighborhoods all looked like they had been taken straight from a magazine, all the small beach houses with their perfect lawns and white picket fences. He wondered what it might have been like to have grown up here, to have had a seemingly perfect life. His hands shoved in the pockets of his leather jacket, his worn backpack hanging haphazardly from one should, his brown hair just barley covering his brilliant blue eyes. Anyone could tell he wasn’t from August Falls, anyone could tell that he was a wonderer he didn’t really belong anywhere. He was looking for a street Rover Avenue was the street his father had told him. He wasn’t even sure how his father had gotten ahold of him, then again his father was involved with gangs, he probably had heard something. Either way he had found Max and he had insisted on seeing him and had his father not mentioned a sister, he wouldn’t be in August Falls right now.

His blue eyes lazily glanced up at the next street sign “Rover” he repeated to himself out load reading the green street sign. He stood on the corner as he glanced across the street to a little girl with long brown hair, she resembled him quite a lot. “Randy, lunch.” He heard a gruff man’s voice call from inside. That was it, that was the house and the was what remained of his family. He wasn’t quite sure if he was ready for this, what would he say to the man that allowed him to be taken away, to a man that was hardly ever a father to him. He took a deep breath and turned, he decided he would explore the town a bit maybe take a much need walk on the beach and think up what he would say.


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Graceland laid on her bed staring up at her ceiling, it was the first official day of spring break and she was already bored out of her mind. Her music blasted through her stereo speakers enough to feel the vibrations on the wooden floors of her room and enough to drown out her family. Her blonde hair was braided to the side and she wore an expansive powder blue sun dress. A loud pounding on the door caused her to jump. She pressed pause on the controller to her stereo. “Gracie, turn that fucking shit down!” her brother yelled as he pounded on the door. She rolled her eyes “Make me!” she yelled back. Her brother opened the door, rage behind his dark blue eyes. “Unlike you princess, I’m trying to do something with my life, so I’d appreciate it if you’d keep it down.” He said harshly. “Oh yeah, I forgot…going to college and having sex with stupid bim…” “Knock it off you two, and get down stairs, were going to the club.” Their father’s voice was stern and cold as he passed Gracie’s room, giving them orders like her normally did. She slipped on her flip flops and headed down stairs only to be greeted by her lush of a step-mother. “Oh Grace, please tell me you’re not wearing that.” Her step mother cooed, in a condescending voice. Grace glared at her “Move or I’ll make you move.” She threatened.

After a few more arguments and a silent ride to her father’s country club they were finally their, not that there was really anything to do, but it was the monthly meeting and all of the high class country club families came, the adults talked business and the kids normally got into trouble. Gracie pulled out her cell phone she didn’t want to have to sit her for the next four hours alone. Hey, come to the club, I’m bored as hell. she text quickly sending the text to her best friend Adalyn. She sighed as she changed into her swim suite and decided to get a bit of tanning .

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The sunlight streaming through the bay window lit the page of the book, the only source of illumination Adalyn Perry needed to read the original edition of Wuthering Heights by. She'd spent the the whole night before from the minute she'd gotten home from school holed up with the new arrival, glad it was finally spring break and she finally had time to curl up with the novel. It wasn't her first time with Emily Brontë's classic novel, but this was the first time she'd been able to locate and procure such an early version of the book, who's pages were so old that she had to turn them with practiced care.

"Ah, this is the life." The thought strolled through her mind as she reached the final page of a chapter. Setting the book gently against the cradle of her bent, sweat-pant covered knees, she took the opportunity to stretch her arms. Addie couldn't have picked a better way to start her spring vacation then curled up in the window seat of her family's library with a literary classic in-hand, especially since her sister was currently out of the picture. Her personal terror, Charlotte Perry, wouldn't be arriving until that Friday as her break was- thankfully- not scheduled until the week after theirs. It wasn't the first time she'd been grateful to Duke University, and it most certainly wouldn't be the last. The only problem she could easily for-see was that she only had one more chapter left in her novel, and then what would she do? Unfortunately, Addie wasn't enough of a forward thinker to have planned ahead for that eventuality.

Just as she was starting to realize that this would be a problem, the phone sitting beside her on the velour fabric suddenly trilled at her. She jumped a little at the sudden noise- the first she'd heard in more than a few hours- and quickly reached for it. The message on the screen alerted her of Gracie's distress and she found herself smiling, that girl couldn't go more than a few hours without becoming bored. Without a second thought- even to the last chapter of Heathcliff and Catherine's story- she unlocked the screen and tapped out a quick response, lol~~~ I'll be there in a few ;D My Dad has 2 go 2 that meeting anyway. See ya soon beautiful~~~ Of course she and her family had been members of Gracie's father's country club as long as it had been open- their families went back for ages- so it was a given that he'd be attending the meeting as he always did- even if he had to cancel a shareholder's meeting to do so.

With the response sent to her best friend, Addie gently placed the ancient book on a side-table with her place marked and hurried out of the large oaken doors to get dressed. In the process of leaping up the stairs she passed her father- clad in his polo and boating shoes-, on his way to the meeting. "Just wait- I'm coming too! Gracie's there!" the girl called back to him as she continued on her way to her room. She knew the man wouldn't think of correcting her and that he'd be waiting with the car ready when she came back down the stairs.

Less than ten minutes later she was running back down the grand staircase that led to the front door of their beach-front estate, this time clad in a skimpy, pink tennis dress and a pair of high-heeled sandals that defiantly weren't made for tennis playing- her racket and a bag full of swimming gear in hand. Adalyn hurried through the doors and out to the sleek, white sports car waiting at the end of the front steps with her father in the front seat. After throwing her things into the back she slid into the passenger seat, her hands instantly going to yank her curly, brown hair into a ponytail as soon as the door was shut. "Ok Daddy, let's go!" She commanded and her father obeyed, putting the car into gear and driving them off to the country club at a reckless speed.
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"Alright just call me if he needs anything. Or anything happens. Or just... just call me," the words sounded stressed even to Jackson as they passed his lips- no wonder the babysitter was giving him such an odd, understanding look.

"First kid, eh? Don't worry hun, I've had loads. I know how to deal with 'um." Helega Peterson must have been old when Jax was born, which meant that she was now practically ancient and also that her words were more then likely true. This fact did not, however, make him feel any better about leaving his little brother alone with her. If he had to be honest, he wouldn't have felt comfortable leaving Rory with anyone- it had nothing to do with poor Mrs. Peterson- it was just the way he was when it came down to anything involving the kid.

"Umm.... I guess you could say that....," He responded hesitantly- unwilling to get into an argument with the woman who would be watching his brother for the rest of the week and also because he was already running late to work at the club. "Anyway, just call me. My number's on the fridge," Jax called over his shoulder as he hurried down the stairs of the rickety old apartment building. No matter how worried he was about leaving his brother alone with a woman who might croak at any moment, he was already on thin enough ice when it came to his job; even if he was always on time and the hardest worker in the entire employee force, being an ex-con was enough to put him on a permanent black list. Honestly this didn't mean that he held it against Mr. McDonald, he was still just grateful to the man for giving him a job; the only thing that this really meant for him was that he would always try his hardest to show that he was worth the potential risk they'd taken in employing.

Trying to keep up his "perfect attendance record", Jax barreled down the sidewalk as fast as his legs could carry him- heedless of the reactions the other pedestrians gave him. Luckily enough his apartment was close to the busstop, and from there it was only ten minutes by bus to the stop nearest the club. Unluckily, given that the patrons of the club never needed to take public transport, the closest busstop was another ten minutes away by foot- which could be shortened to seven if he ran the whole way. The second Jax stepped off the bus he took off once more- the bag containing his work gear bouncing against his side from its place on his shoulder. He raced through the empty field leading up to the wide, white building, only slowing when he got close enough to spot a group of customers standing before the front steps.

Thanks to his busy, work-heavy lifestyle, Jackson was barely panting by the time he trotted over to the employee entrance. Casually he glanced at the old, thrift-store watch attached to his wrist and cursed to himself, "Shit..." Unfortunately he didn't even have time to go into the locker room to change properly before his shift started; so he popped open the door and hurried to his locker. After yanking out the bright, blue polo shirt that was the required uniform, Jax shoved his bag deep into the recess of the plain metal box along with the plain black t-shirt he'd been wearing over his required khakis. He never stopped moving even as he began to roll up the shirt to slip it on over his tattooed torso. Shoving open the door he'd just entered, Jax pulled the polyester uniform shirt down to cover his skin on his way to the pool where he started every day at work.