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Francesca Marie De Luca

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a character in “Killer on Campus”, as played by Annalee2010

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Fᴀᴄᴇ Cʟᴀɪᴍ ◆ India Eisley ❘ Pᴏʀᴛʀᴀʏᴇᴅ Bʏ ◇ Annalee2010


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|Full Name|
Francesca Marie De Luca

|Alias(s)|
Fran

|Gender|
Female

|Age|
18

|Year|
Freshmen

|Sexuality|
Straight

|Nationality|
American/Italian
She was born in America, but has lived in Italy since she was 4 and has decided to come back to the states for college.



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Image|Secrets|
|Cutter|
Fran is a cutter. She started when she was 16, after the death of her father. After he died she became very depressed and numb, and cutting is the only way she feels anything anymore. It's the only way she knows she's still alive.

|The death of her father|
Her dad was killed in a house fire, started by an obsessive ex of hers, who is now rotting in jail in Italy.

|She's still a virgin|
Pretty self explanitory

|Personality|
Fran is quiet, to some people she appears shy, but that's not the case, she just doesn't feel like talking to people she thinks aren't worth her time. She is very smart, perceptive, and very observant. She is an avid people watcher, much rather preferring to sit in the corner of a party and watch the people around her than actually be in the middle of the group. Though, when Fran does talk, she doesn't hesitate to speak her mind, not the least by shy or sorry if her words offend others, having stopped caring what others thought of her, years ago. When it comes to guys Fran is rather blunt, if she likes a guy she doesn't hesitate to tell him, though it is a little difficult for her trust guys that much after what happened before.
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Fran had a pretty normal childhood. She was born in the U.S. but her parents decided to move back to Italy when she was 4 years old, so they could be close to her dad's family. She came from a rather rich family, as her grandpa owned a pretty lucrative vineyard in Italy. She grew up surrounded by loved ones and everything a little girl could possibly want. When she was 15, she had her first relationship, though it was a terrible one. The guy, Desmond, was very controlling, and didn't appreciate the fact that Fran wasn't really ready to take things too far. She broke up with after he tried to force himself on her, unsuccessfully. To say he wasn't happy would be an understatement, he was pissed when she dumped him, telling her that if he couldn't have her no one would. It was just a couple days after she broke up with him, that her family's house was set on fire, everyone was able to escape, except her father, who died in the fire. After that, she spiraled into a deep depression, feeling nothing but numb. It wasn't even a week after his death that she started cutting, tired of feeling numb, wanting to feel something, anything, even if it was just pain, then at least she knew she was still alive, and she hadn't died in the fire with her father as she wished numerous times that she had. Her going back to the states for college was her mom's idea, figuring it would do her good to get a change of scenery and what better place than the same school her mother went to.

|Other|
Fran is a legacy of the Delta Delta Delta Sorority. Her mother was in the sorority when she went to school here and expects Fran to do the same.
Fran can speak three languages; English, Italian, and French


So begins...

Francesca Marie De Luca's Story

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Character Portrait: Tobias Young Character Portrait: Candie Jones Character Portrait: Francesca Marie De Luca Character Portrait: Lucius Blake Character Portrait: Jordan Carpenter Character Portrait: Cassie Martins
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High: 96 Degrees Fahrenheit || Low: 71 Degrees Fahrenheit || 10% Chance of Rain || Wind 7 mph


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Dialogue Color: Magenta || Thought Color: Cyan || Nickname: Spirit || Sophomore || Delta President || Dorm Mate: Cassie


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"Ah, the first day back," Candie stated as she climbed out of the limousine that her father sent her back to school in. This was always a tradition her father did for her on the first day of school ever since her freshman year of high school. Of course knowing the kind of girl Candie was, she ate the entire situation up.

The brunette climbed out of the limo with her bags at her side. Do you want me to bring these to your room Ms. Jones? her driver questioned and to that question she gave a slight nod of her head. "Just set them on the side closest to the window," she stated before letting out a soft sigh. It was time to go searching the campus for her sorority sisters and possibly in the process run into Tobias Young, her English professor. Going the entire Summer without being able to see him was horrible. All the things she wanted to say and do to him just ate at her. The brunette bit at her bottom lip as she slid her hands into the back pockets of her jean shorts as she walked through the Cathedral University campus.

Many of the students she noticed were freshman or transfers, which she honestly didn't seem to understand. After the murder of Miranda, the previous Delta president, she didn't think parents would want their kids enrolling at this school. But apparently she thought wrong.

Every day that goes by without Miranda kills her. Out of everyone in the world Miranda was the most important person to her in her life. But just like everything else that seems to happen to her, she was taken away from Candie. Though Candie couldn't help but to feel guilty about Miranda's murder. If anyone were to find out that she witnessed her death, many questions would be asked and her reputation would quickly plummet to the ground. This was definitely not something she wanted to happen. People at this school looked up to her. Well, it's true for the students who don't truly know her. Anyone who got a chance at getting to know Candie, found her to be a spoiled rotten bitch.

Candie turned a corner of the main building before letting out a sigh and giving up on the search. She sat down on the edge of the fountain in the center of campus and pulled her phone out, sending out a text to Professor Young.

To: Tobias:
Wasn't sure if you knew or not but I'm on campus now. I really want to see you. Let me know where you meet you when you're not busy.
XOXO


Candie sent the text message and slid her phone back into her pocket as she let out a sigh and pulled her journal out of her purse and began writing as she sat there on the edge of the fountain, waiting on any one of her friends or Tobias to show up or text her.

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Character Portrait: Francesca Marie De Luca Character Portrait: Jeffery Riley Character Portrait: Character Portrait: Character Portrait: Character Portrait:
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ImageFran finished unpacking her belongings and put the dufflebag and boxes in the back of her closet out of the way. She glanced around the room, feeling satisfied that everything was put away. Though, now that it was done, she wasn't really sure what to do now. She knew what her mom would expect her to do, go out and make friends. But she already had a few, and that was good enough for her, she didn't want to waste time on people who would just stab her in the back in the long run. She didn't really believe in the whole 'sisterhood' of sororities even though her mother swore by it.

'I wonder if Jeffery is here yet,' Fran thought, a smile tugging on her lips as he crossed her mind. She'd known the Riley's for years, as they had vacationed in Italy quite a bit over the years. Fran had had a crush on Jeffery since she was 13, even before the whole Brandon fiasco. There were times she couldn't help but to wonder, how things may be different now if she'd just told him back then that she liked him, maybe he would have liked her back, maybe she never would have started dating Brandon, and maybe, just maybe, her dad would still be alive. 'That's a lot of 'maybes' Fran,' She told herself, sighing quietly.

Fran gave the room, one more glance, wanting to make sure it was presentable. She didn't want her roommate's first impression of her to be that she's a slob. Once she's satisfied that it's clean, she walked out of the room, and out of the dorm. She glanced around, shielding her eyes against the sun. Turning toward the left, she started walking down the sidewalk, her hands in her pockets as she glanced around at all the people as they greeted their friends and chatted with other classmates. The farther she walked, the more crowded the sidewalk seemed to get, and she realized she was nearing the fraternities and sororities. From the looks of it, there was some kind of party going on, but Fran wasn't too interested in it, continuing to slowly make her way down the sidewalk.

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Character Portrait: Francesca Marie De Luca Character Portrait: Cassie Martins Character Portrait: Jeffery Riley Character Portrait: Kourtney Woodsen Character Portrait: Jasmine Lena Riley Character Portrait: Daphne Riley
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How do you get three siblings to school? Three cars and a moving truck. The Riley siblings had moved in near the beginning of the week. Now they- and by they that meant Jeffery and his fraternity brothers- were helping other sorority sisters and fraternity brothers move their stuff in. Over at the Omega Phi Alpha house, there was a cookout already underway. It was totally more fun than the one that the lame Delta Delta Delta's and Nu Sigma Beta's were throwing. They might bbe all friendly with each other, but there was definitely some bad blood between the groups. The Omega's and Theta's were more known for their parties.

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Dialogue Color: #6a0d1b
Thought Color: #ffc6d0
Mood: Protective

'I should get paid for dealing with some of these bitches.' Jasmine though, running a hand through her red hair. She changed the color of her hair just about as often as her hair sister now. If it wasn't for baby pictures they probably not know what their true hair color was. She smiled at one of the freshman she had just told where his dorm was. It was kinda sad that the pimple faced boy thought he had a chance with a junior- let alone an Omega.

Just in time one of her Theta's came to her rescue and helped the scrawny boy. "Thank god," she muttered quietly, turning back to her sorority sister's who were already there. Frowning, she noticed her sister had slipped away when she was gone. Hopefully, she wasn't going to try and find that Nu Sigma Beta boy that she was in love with- though Daphne would never admit something like that.

Jas didn't need her to admit it for her to know. Daphne was her sister, her best friend, and she had read her tarot. Unfortunately for her sister, she knew Kourtney all too well. He was just another asshole guy who used her for her body and sex. It had only happened one time, but she knew her sister wasn't that girl. Toying with the bloodstone tree of life necklace her sister made her, she looked around and noticed a platinum blonde girl. She didn't remember that hair color and she was no freshmeat- freshman.

"Hey!" She called, hurrying up till she was walking next to the girl. She caught the girl's face. Even with her clothes in tatters like she had just been in a fight and dark lips with her eyes encircled like raccoon eyes, she knew her. "Oh wow! Cassie? Damn you look hot! How are you?" She asked her.

Sure, she hadn't been close to her and she heard about what happened last semester, but that didn't mean she'd treat her any differently. If she wanted, she'd even try to get them in her sorority if she wanted. She couldn't believe the look of this once preppy girl. "I have got to say, this makeover looks amazing on you!" She complimented her, which meant something because it took a lot to make Jas compliment anyone.

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Dialogue Color: #4d3382
Thought Color: #800080
Mood: Nervous

Unfortunately for Jasmine, Daphne was right where her sister thought she'd be. The girl with dirty blonde hair, shifted uncomfortable on the edge of the crowd of Delta Delta Delta's and Nu Sigma Beta's. Usually she wouldn't be caught dead over here unless she was invited or had someone with her. She rocked back on her spiked heels as her blue eyes searched the crowd. Her hand went to the bloodstone bracelet she wore on her wrist and gave it a spin nervously.

'Five minutes... and I'm gone.' She told herself, trying to slow her racing heart. She was getting lots of sidelong glances. 'Yes, yes, yes. I know I'm not supposed to be here. I'll be gone soon.' She thought but didn't say. She just needed to find him.

This year was going to be rough if Daphne's dreams were an indication of anything. One thing knew over everything was her gemstones. Though slightly uncommon, bloodstone's were used for protection. She had made something for her siblings and herself. But there was one other person she made one for.

'Kourtney...' She relaxed upon seeing the blond. A bright smile graced her face as she nearly skipped up too him.

'K-Kourt!" Daphne stuttered and the mentally cursed herself for her inability to speak to him without stuttering. "H-Hi! H-How was your su-summer?" She heard a few girls giggle at her. Her cheeks reddened. She tried not to start crying from embarrassment. She tossed her hair as if she didn't care. She had learned this from Jasmine.

She smiled at him apologetically. "S-Sorry." She held out her hand, opening it to show a bracelet. "I made a few of these this summer and t-this one reminded me of y-you." She swallowed. She hoped she didn't have to convince him to wear it. She'd end up sounding like a lunatic if she tried to beg him to wear it for his protection.

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Dialogue Color: #ff7200
Thought Color: #fcb314
Mood: Faking it

Jeffery's laugh boomed at the party. "That is so not what happened!" He said to someone who was telling a story about him from his freshman year at the frat. "You shouldn't tell lies about me. I know more stories about you from all of your drunken days." He said as he moved away. He kept the smile plastered on his face even though he didn't really feel happy.

'I know you'd want me to be happy, Miranda, but this is the closest I can get.' He mentally told his dead girlfriend- and almost fiance. He often had talks with her and sometimes he even heard her respond. Or at least, it was what he imagined how she'd respond to him. He patted a few shoulders and greeted a few other friends. He glanced over the street. The Delta's and Nu's on one side and the Omega's and Theta's on the other. He smirked. Always a competition. At least, he could count on that.

'You could be friends with them if you tried.' He heard Miranda's voice chastise him. 'Doesn't that defeat the purpose of the rivalry then?' He replied back silently, absently turning his new bloodstone ring his sister made for him. If anyone knew he had conversations with Miranda and heard her, they'd think he was crazy. Maybe he was. Who could tell anymore?

He noticed a raven haired girl walking down the sidewalk on their side. He couldn't help but smile. 'Little Fran. How she's grown up.' He'd have to look after her now that she was here.

"Hey cutie!" Jeffery cat called at her, knowing he'd probably scare the living daylights out of her. He made his way across the yard to meet her. "Hey, short stuff, how you doing?" He asked, opening his arms wide to offer her a hug.

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Fran slowly continued down the sidewalk, weaving her way through the bodies until she heard a familiar voice call out followed by a cat call. She felt her cheeks flame slightly, if it had been any other guy, she probably would have told him off, finding cat calls to be rather sexist and offensive. But as it was, she turned to face the guy she'd been thinking about just a little while ago. "Hey JD!" She said, flinging her arms around Jeffery, hugging him tightly for a brief moment before pulling back, trying to get control of her face, not wanting to show too much emotion. She had no problem telling other guys how she felt about them, when she'd dated Brandon, it had been her who made the first move, but with Jeffery, it just felt too weird, like it may ruin everything if she spoke the words aloud and she'd rather have him as a friend than as nothing at all. "I'm fine. Just got all my stuff put away in my dorm." She said, shrugging her shoulders. "Did you just get here?" She asked, glancing over his shoulder, wondering if Daphne or Jasmine were close by.

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“How many more years of this am I going to have to endure?” Mumbled Jordan to herself as she got stomped off the bus at the College, a half empty plastic water bottle swinging her hand and a very full khaki duffle bag under her other arm, the straps digging into her shoulder. Jordan wasn’t a big packer. It wasn’t too hot on the bus, but it smelled bad, and Jordan was sick of having to make the yearly commute to college by bus. Of course having the Barbie Mansion’s matching limousine pull up in front of her was the icing on the cake. Being poor and knowing she was poor didn't bother Jordan but having it constantly rubbed in her face got old fast. Jordan sighed and mentally reminded herself that she didn’t care about money, going to college was all she wanted, and she had gotten that. Plus she was of the belief that what life gave you in money, it took away in personality, and Candie was a prime example of that belief.

Jordan headed for the field where the sororities and fraternities were set up for the day. After speaking to Jasmine and Daphne they had all decided to arrive a few day earlier to be around and ready to help out other sorority members. Of course Jordan being who she was, had all the best intentions but every morning she would get up and decide there was no harming in leaving the next day. Jordan didn’t know much about being president of sorority but it she did know she was at least supposed to be at the Theta and Omega’s cookout, and since she had shown up so late, she definitely didn’t have time to unpack her stuff in her room.

When she got there, the smell of the barbeque was everywhere, which put Jordan in a better mood, after all who could be a grump at a cookout. She smiled knowingly as she saw the two people who were supposed to be manning the grill slumped in chairs with dark sunnies on. “You slackers,” Jordan said jokingly as she lightly kicked one of them. In reply of course she only got moans. Jordan laughed and she threw her bag on one of the chairs next to them. They both were very obviously nursing hangovers, but at least it was an authentic Omega Phi Alpha representation.

Jordan answered one kid’s question to look like she was helping out, which was about as much work as she could handle before she went off to find Daphne or Jasmine. She didn’t find either of them but she spotted Jeffery, which was almost as good since they were friends and he probably knew where his sisters were. “Hey Jeff,” Jordan said dully as she came up behind him and slung her arms over his shoulders in a very lazy hug. “Cookout going well?” She said, disinterested in the topic but feeling like had to say something.

Then Jordan realised Jeffery was actually talking to a freshman. “Oh, hey, I didn't meant to interrupt,” She said putting her hands in the air mocking innocence. Jordan didn’t think the brunette girl looked much like Jeffery’s type, but good on him for getting back on the horse after Miranda. Personally Jordan didn’t understand how the guy could spend ten minutes with a delta without being high, let alone date their leader. She also wasn’t the least bit sorry to see Miranda go, she may be dead but that doesn’t mean she wasn’t a bitch whilst she was alive. “I was just wondering if you knew where either of your sisters were?”

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Character Portrait: Tobias Young Character Portrait: Candie Jones Character Portrait: Francesca Marie De Luca Character Portrait: Lucius Blake Character Portrait: Jordan Carpenter Character Portrait: Cassie Martins
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Dialogue Color: #6a0d1b
Thought Color: #ffc6d0
Mood: Protective

Jas was a little relieved that Cassie decided to actually talk to her. Cassie had a lot of reason to hate Greeks. What hurts worse than being betrayed by your own family. 'If we had been closer last year, I definitely would have let Candie have a piece of my mind... Can't believe she's such a bitch.' She smiled at the blonde and shook her head.

"No need to thank me. I'm just speaking the truth." She promised her, blushing a little as she complimented her. "Thanks, it's actually the closest color they had in bottle form to my natural color... I haven't been this color in years actually." She admitted, embarassed.

She nodded slowly, listening to Cassie. "You know, I didn't care about what happened... except for all of those rumors. I'm glad your okay. You can come to me for anything, I'd like us to be friends. You seem pretty cool."

Jasmine couldn't help but sigh when she mentioned the murders. If only Cassie knew the tarot cards she kept pulling when when trying to find out information about the murder. "I don't think it's done." She told her but just like that Cassie had mentioned the parties. Her cheeks burned.

'And now I'm a looney tune.' She inwardly groaned.

"Yeah... that too. I have a dress you can wear if you want. It would look great on you." She told her with a smile. "Oh, and you don't have to crash ours, you're welcome to come. I don't know if you're going back to the Deltas but you can pledge with us if you want. We're nothing like them." She offered.

Jasmine smiled and nodded. "I've had to shed my skin a few times, I totally understand." She shrugged. "I get it. I spent a whole class with her my sophomore year. It was... interesting." She smiled at Cassie trying to not be so harsh about her roommate.

"Well, we spent some time with our parents and then we vacationed in Italy. We've been doing that since I was little, maybe even before I was born." She told her, running a hand through her curls. She pursed her lips, wondering if she should be honest or just pretend everything was okay. Then again Cassie had been honest with her. The least she could do was be honest with Cassie.

She looked at the cigarette on the ground. She almost wished she smoked sometimes, especially when she was stressed. "He's not exactly handling it well, you know. It's hard for him. They were pretty serious." She told her. She half smiled. "Pretty strange for a half sibling and two full siblings to be best friends, huh?"

Jasmine's phone chimed. She pulled it out, glancing at the screen. It read 'Text message scheduled to send. Click send to continue to send.' She smiled, clicking send and turning back to Cassie as she slid the phone back into her pocket.
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Dialogue Color: #4d3382
Thought Color: #800080
Mood: Nervous

Daphne relaxed but couldn't help but blush when he gave her a small hug. She was glad she was away from the other girls looking on. Kourt was a hottie and all the girls wanted him, rightly so too. She didn't need anyone else's help to embarrass herself around him.

"Nothing so major, I just went to Italy with my family like always." She said with a shrug. She was glad that he used that nickname. He was the only person outside of her family that could use it and get away with it.

She did not tell him about her work on an album. What would he even say? Would he tell her it was a great idea or would he tell her that it was a horrible idea. Would he tell her horror stories? She hadn't told anyone. If she told someone, it should be her family, right? She frowned, not sure what to do.

She glanced down at his hand, grinning as he extended his wrist out to her. She slid it onto him, her fingertips brushing his skin as she did it. Her heart sped up, feeling the heat of her skin.

"T-Thanks." She said, blushing more when he complimented the bracelet. This time she managed to hug him back. Was it so wrong that she wanted the hug to last a little longer.

"Hey, want to hang out with me here?"

Daphne was so stunned that she couldn't answer right away. Did he just want to hang out with her as friends or did he mean hang out as more.

"I can understand if you have cheerleading practice or something."

She blushed again, shaking her head. "Oh, no. That hasn't started yet. We had a training and tryouts again this summer but we don't get started for another week. Thank goddess because rush week and practice? Way too much pep for me." She smiled geneuinely. She didn't usually give out many of those.

Daphne started to answer him when Lucius came up. She gave a half smile to him but didn't say anything. He kinda gave her the creeps. She didn't know why... yet. She'd find out one way or another.

She looked back at Kourtney and smiled. "Yeah, I'd love to stay and hang with you. But do you mind if we went over there a little later? I'm the Treasurer after all. I have to make an appearance. Plus we throw the best parties." She smiled at him.

The blonde looked back at Luce. She was surprised he even noticed her. "Hey, Lucius. Good to see you too." She couldn't even remember the last time she saw him.

Sure, he'd remember and even try to seduce Jasmine but Daphne was not the type, Luce usually went after. At least he didn't call her a nickname. That would have really creeped her out.

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Thought Color: #fcb314
Mood: Faking it

Jeff grinned, picking Gran up as he hugged her. He let her go and ruffled her hair. "How was the trip? Didn't get lost in Amsterdam did you?" He teased her. He, Fran, and his sisters had once taken the wrong train and ended up lost in the skeevy streets of Amsterdam. It was fun, but he felt like they were sabotaging Fran's innocence.

"I can help with that or you can just leave your stuff with the girl's house and we can take it over there tonight. But then you'll have to worry about drunk frat guys moving your things rather than tipsy frat guys, moving your things." He teased her but then shook his head. "Nah, being the president and all, I like to get here early and scoop out the place. Plus there was a lot to get done. Jas and Daph came early too. So if you need anyone to show you around, we're experts." He told her with a smile. Fran always felt like his little sister. The least he could do was look out for her. He'd probably do a lot more if it meant keeping her safe.

When a pair of arms found his way around his neck from behind, Jeff was surprised until he heard the voice that accompanied it. He smirked. "Hey, Jordan. I see you finally dragged yourself here." He nodded. "As always, even without your help setting it up." He guilt trip her for his sisters who had really done a lot to make sure this year's cookout was amazing.

He looked over his shoulder at her and gave her a half smile. It didn't touch his eyes. "Oh, you're not. I should actually introduce you. This is Fran. She's a friend of the family but a Delta Delta Delta legacy. I believe my sister's were planning on converting her to the Omega ways."

Jeff introduced Fran, giving her an encouraging smile. "Fran, this is Jordan the lazy president of the Omega sorority, the only sorority you need to consider joining." He joked.

Frowning, Jeff looked around. "Looks like Jas is trying to do some recruiting and... damn is that Daphne with Kourtney? When did that happen? The hell..."He muttered, staring at his sister from across the street. He must have been very out of touch with things if he hadn't noticed Daphne had the hots for some Beta. He rubbed his chin.

Sure, there were a lot worse guys than Kourtney but he didn't know him well enough to give the seal of approval for him to date his little sister.