Alex is 15, almost 16, with long black hair, pale skin and dark make-up. She avoids most conversation and keeps mostly to herself. Alex had a rather sheltered upbringing, by a mother who knew all too well about the world's cruelties, and so being dropped into a social situation wasn't the ideal. Kind hearted and sweet, she would always try her best to be accepted and approved of.

But it never happened.

Not from her parents, or her friends, or her family. Maybe it's because she's a bisexual? Or enjoys nerd-y topics like Lord of The Rings and Star Wars? She was never accepted even as a small child and she could never figure out why. She was picked on and bullied but still she tried and tried until her tears ran dry. She now lives alone in an apartment close to school (unknowingly to the school) and fakes her mother's signature whenever needed. It's not like anyone went with her, anyway, to find out.

Alex found it easy to close herself away, until she got home. After the abuse at school, and her powerlessness to do anything, and her hopes and dreams being smashed day after day and the relentless torment from the more popular people, she found that she couldn't even cry anymore. She just wished somebody cared.
She is deep in depression after facing the fact that her life will be bad, even with good grades. She'll have a job she hates with people she hates and her soul would be ripped out of her chest and she'd be bled dry until the day she collapses and her heart stops.

It's funny, how no-one seemed to want little, sweet Alexandria around.
It's like she didn't even exist.