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Elle Peterson

This was never part of the plan.

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a character in “Last of the American Girls”, as played by Imaveronica

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"Adventure was never part of the plan."

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Name:
Elle Amanda Peterson
Nicknames:
Ellie (by siblings)
Age:
20
Gender:
Female
Sexuality:
Homosexual
Ethnicity:
American




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"Looks are nothing if the heart is cruel."


Appearance:
Standing at 5'6", Elle may appear to be unathletic. However, blessed with strong legs and a quick pace, she can run rather quickly. Her outfits may be what keep her strength so under the radar. She dresses simple, usually in sweat pants and a jacket with some worn out t shirt underneath. Elle bares a tattoo on her inner wrist of 5 small silhouettes of birds flying towards her palm. Each bird represents a member of her family, and this tattoo is an important reminder to her of them. She has long wavy and constantly tangled brown hair. Elle resembles her mother, and it is something she is very proud of.




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"Act only on good thoughts and you will perform noble deeds."

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Personality:
Growing up dirt poor Elle has learned to take pleasure in small things. Whether it be acts of kindness, a free meal, or a conversation with someone new. She's always considerate and her heart is constantly open to giving out love. And in her eyes, generosity, hard work, and love are the three most important things a person can remember. Elle was a typically shy when it came to being at school, she never developed any really friendships, only with her siblings in which case she was loud and sarcastic. She could spend hours laughing at the dumbest things, and lamest jokes.


Talents:
Ability to lie on the spot -
Can fall asleep anywhere -
Is not afraid of risks -
Patience-
Running -
Weaknesses:
Takes things to heart -
Asks to many questions -
Believes the first thing she hears -
Fears:
The truth of her family -
She will loose a clear vision of right from wrong -




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"it's quiet uptown..."


History:
Elle was born in the heart of Brooklyn, New York to a poor young couple. Growing up the oldest of 4 she was given responsibility at a young age. Whether it be babysitting or cooking dinner for the night, Elle shined. As a child Elle strived at making her mother proud and taught her 2 younger sisters to do the same. The Peterson family lived in a 3 room apartment. Kept in tight quarters, Elle shared everything she owned with her sisters, it could be clothes, nail polish, or make up, they shared it all. Her brother, possibly the family favorite due to being the youngest of the four was often stuck in hand-me-downs. He got lots of winter jackets and jeans from his older sisters. Elle's father provided the income of the family, working as a night guard at a small bank in Brooklyn, while her mother waitressed part time during the day.

As Elle grew to be 18 years old, her father uncovered a secret to her. He had gotten hold of a family heirloom, a gold cross with blue jewels going up and down it, that was worth $50,000 alone. When the cross was flipped over, and a small latch was undone it opened up a compartment just large enough to fit a single folded piece of paper. On the piece of paper contained all the necessary information and codes to unlock a safe. Elle's father told her that the money in that safe could last a lifetime, and could fill all the needs they could ever think of. He also told her that all he had to do was sell the cross in order to get the money to fly to the safe, located Alsace, France. After that he then planned to buy back the cross.

As Mr. Peterson searched out the proper person to sell to over the span of 2 years, he came across the wrong group of people. When the realized the crosses worth, they threaten to take the life of each person in the Peterson's family if he didn't hand over the cross, with in that week. Instead of doing as told Mr. Peterson ran home and hid the cross. 3 days later, now 20 years old, Elle came home to an empty house, her family gone. Elle packed her things and left, aware of what her father had caused. She filed a missing persons case for every one of them and lived in shelters across the city, waiting. Several weeks later Elle concluded the fate of her family and set off to find and steal back the cross.




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So begins...

Elle Peterson's Story

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"It's your clothes." Elle added on as Abby began to talk about her perfume. "They smell clean." She said smiling slightly. Elle played with the edge of Abby's shirt as she wrapping the bandage around her arm. Elle seemed to mimic the actions of a child while their mother tied their shoes, or fixed their shirt, distracting herself with the fabric of the other girls clothes. It had been quite along time since anyone had taken care of Elle. Being the oldest she had always been a mother figure, next to her own mother, keeping her younger siblings healthy and safe. To have someone do something for her, even if it was just wrapping a bandage, felt comforting.

"Mhm... I didn't really notice your kicking or anything." She watched Abby finish up on her arm. "The room was so quite, I fell asleep right away." Elle decided it was best to leave out any mention of nightmares, she didn't want to freak Abby out. They hadn't even known each other 24 hours.

"Did you sleep okay?" She asked stretching her arm out and back in again and again once Abby was done. Elle stood up and reached out her hand to help Abby up when something came to mind. "We should see if the front desk has a map we could have... for road trip purposes."

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Abby smiled to herself as Elle played with the edge of her shirt, tying off the ends and tucking them in. "Yeah, I slept like a log. Always do," she said, shrugging. She took Elle's hand and got to her feet, brushing herself down. "That doesn't sound like a half bad idea. Is there anywhere in particular you want to go? Anywhere you've always wanted to see?" She'd been planning on heading west, spending some time in California and so on, but she felt like Elle should have first call. After all, Abby had already probably seen much more of the country than Elle had.

"How about we get a map, find somewhere that does a good breakfast, and discuss where to go from there?"

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Elle pondered Abby's question momentarily. She hadn't seen anything that far outside the city. "We should go into the mountains! I've never been before, but I imagine it'd be very scenic." She smiled leaving the bathroom and going to the safe. She nodded along at Abby's plan as she unlocked the safe and pushed the leather box back into her bag. "Food sounds great." She added and changed back into a torn up pair or Jean shorts. She also pulled her bra back on and finished off her look for the day with a Coca Cola vintage looking tee shirt. "Ready when you are!" She pursed her lips looking around the room to make sure she'd grabbed everything.

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She turned away from Elle as she changed, pulling on her bra and a pair of high waisted black shorts and a white crop top. She shoved her feet into a pair of worn converse, and piled everything back into her bag. She grabbed her bags, and nodded at Elle. "Mountain regions it is!" She declared. "But first, breakfast. I'm starving," she said, laughing a little.

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Elle gave the lady at the front desk a small smile as the two girls lugged their bags through the lobby. They stopped at the front counter and Elle spoke up.

"Do you have a map by chance?" She smiled sweetly as the lady bent behind her desk to retrieve said map. With a quick thank you, she took the map and headed out the door before any questions could arise. Elle considered if there was a McDonald's close by that they could drive through real quick, food was definitely on her mind. As they approached the car Elle swung all the bags into the back and put her own backpack on the ground of the passenger side. She yawned as she slide into the passenger seat and looked over at Abby half smiling at her.

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Abby was definitely starting to regret bringing so much stuff. And while she knew that it would mean fewer stops at laundrettes and would give them as much comfort as possible, it was just so much to lug around.

She was glad as she hauled it into the back seat of her car again and threw her handbag onto the floor in front of Elle. She grinned back at Abby, stretching a little. "Right, food first, then planning. I think I saw a McDonalds on the way down here, or some of those diners looked like they did a pretty good breakfast. Any preference?" She asked, retrieving her aviators and setting them onto her face.

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"No preferences, I'll have what your having." She said laying Abby's sweatshirt over her bare legs. Elle laid her arm on the edge of the window, looking out at the cars as they began their way down the road. She couldn't help but feel home sick. Home sick for the tiny apartment. The smells of the local restaurants and cars down below. Even the noise the city produced was missed. It had t even been 24 hours. Elle took a deep sigh keeping her eyes on the cars they passed. "So we are like the same age right? And we lived slightly close to each other. Where did you go to high school? I graduated from Auburn High School about.... 2 years ago."

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"Diner it is, then," she said in response to Elle. She nodded as Elle asked about her age. "I'm twenty, graduated from Brook Hill two years ago." Brook Hill wasn't even a high school- it claimed to be an "academy". One of her father's coworkers had recommended it and then pulled a few strings for Abby to get in. They'd all been a little horrified to find out she was still attending a public school. Well, it wasn't like they couldn't afford the fees. She'd fitted into the public school somewhat- it was Brook Hill that had driven her to drop her accent, buy a completely new wardrobe, and become the person she'd become. And honestly, she didn't even hold it against them.

"Do you miss it? High school, I mean. I miss some aspects of it, but not others," she said, pulling into a diner car park.

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"Diner it is, then," she said in response to Elle. She nodded as Elle asked about her age. "I'm twenty, graduated from Brook Hill two years ago." Brook Hill wasn't even a high school- it claimed to be an "academy". One of her father's coworkers had recommended it and then pulled a few strings for Abby to get in. They'd all been a little horrified to find out she was still attending a public school. Well, it wasn't like they couldn't afford the fees. She'd fitted into the public school somewhat- it was Brook Hill that had driven her to drop her accent, buy a completely new wardrobe, and become the person she'd become. And honestly, she didn't even hold it against them.

"Do you miss it? High school, I mean. I miss some aspects of it, but not others," she said, pulling into a diner car park.

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"I miss the routine of it. Getting my siblings ready in the morning, having a set class schedule, forcing myself into social situations like at lunch." She laughed as the neared the diner. "It was a simpler time." Elle let out a sigh. "Brooks Hill is a really nice school, my little sisters math tutor went there I think." She noted, leaving out all the negative terms she had used to describe the school to friends in the past. Pompous, snotty, arrogant. As far as Elle had ever known Brooks Hill was a rich kid school, but Abby seemed to be more than that and it would be unfair, Elle thought, to bring up her past opinion.

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She nodded, laughing at the things Elle said. "Yeah, it was nice to have someone to remind you that you have an essay due. I've had to resort to setting daily reminders on my phone whenever I have an essay due, just so I won't have to pull an all-nighter to get it written," she said, laughing a little.

She shrugged at Elle's comments about the school. "It's got some of the best teachers in the country, that's for sure. But... it changed me. I moved to it halfway through a school year, and that half year was hell. My accent was rough, my clothes were all wrong, I was all wrong... But I learned what I needed to do to survive. I managed to change my accent in the space of a summer. I completely changed my wardrobe and spent hours marathoning the popular shows and reading the right things. And when I went back to school... I became one of them. It's like everyone's the popular kids." She laughed a little, glancing over at Elle. "And the worst part is, I don't regret it at all. I'm glad they changed me. Is that messed up or what?" She said, before opening the door and climbing out of the car. "Oh, grab my bag there, will you?"

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Elle grabbed the bag and tossed it towards Abby. She pulled her own backpack over her shoulders and got out of the car. "I guess it's a different life, going to a school like that. Perfectly fine to like... I mean that's why it's still there." Elle shrugged walking through the parking lot to the diner's entrance. "I think we've become regulars at this place." She joked pulling the door open, a bell dinged softly. "But I'm glad high school is over." She added looking around the diner for the girl from last night. "I have to go to the restroom, get a table for us." Elle said seeking out the bathrooms location and heading towards it.

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She laughed at Elle's comment about them becoming regulars, before nodding at Elle's request, sliding into a corner booth. She found herself watching the staff, keeping an eye out for the girl from the night before. She knew it was a little irrational- what were the chances of the girl being on again? And why did she even care?

Instead, she directed her attention to the menu, crossing her legs and keeping a hand on her handbag as she studied it.

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As Elle was coming out of the bathroom her ID slipped from the side pocket of her backpack and fell to the ground. Unaware, Elle continued walking on trying to spot Abby. Suddenly someone came out from the kitchen, noticed Elle's ID on the ground and bent down to pick it up.

"Hey!" The person called to Elle and she quickly turned around. Much to her surprise it was the girl from last night. "You dropped your ID... Elle..." The girl said squinting down at the plastic card. "Oh gosh thank you" Elle blushed taking the ID back and pushing it into her pocket. "You were in her last night weren't you, with that girl?" The waitress spoke waving her hand in Abby's direction. "Yeah... we came back to grab breakfast. We're driving to the mountains today..." Elle rambled nervously. "Oh well that's fun..." The waitress pulled out her notepad and began scribbling. She ripped the paper away from the pad and folded it. "My names Alex, call me some time." She winked at Elle and slipped the paper into Elle's pocket so that it sat next to her ID. With that Alex turned back towards the kitchen and after a few seconds Elle walked back to Abby, sliding in across from her. She crossed her arms on the table silently.

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Abby glanced up just as Elle emerged from the bathroom, and sat up a little straighter. She watched as the waitress from the previous night approached Elle and started talking to her. Abby forced herself to glance away, suppressing a bit of a grin. She looked back just in time to see the waitress slipping Elle her number. Elle rested her chin on her hand as Elle walked back, still grinning.

"I'm just saying, the chances of that happening were so small that I'm starting to think that it was meant to be," she said jokingly. She leaned in a little. "Do we still need to convince her that we're a thing? Should I act heart-broken and storm out? If we do that we can go get breakfast at McDonald's instead," she said teasingly, still smirking.

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Elle rolled her eyes at Abby as she slide into her seat. "That is unnecessary." She giggled and opened up the menu in front of her. She scanned in quietly glancing up every few seconds. "Have you ever been to the mountains before?" Elle asked. An older waitress came over and pored them both coffee. Elle put three french vanilla shots into hers. She set the menu down, having decided and looked across the table at her friend.

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Abby nodded in response to Elle's question, stirring some sugar into her coffee. "Once. Myself and a few friends went camping. It was awesome- we spent the whole day hiking, and then sat around the campfire and gossiped for half the night, then played truth or dare for the rest of the night. I don't think we slept at all," she said, taking a mouthful out of her coffee. "We'll have to go hiking while we're there, burn off all of this food," she remarked, grinning at Elle.

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When the older waitress came back Elle ordered herself eggs and toast. She waited for Abby to order as well and then continued the conversation. "Yeah that sounds great! I've never camped in the woods before, but I 'd imagine it to be pretty fun. Like the movies." She rested her elbows on the table and pulled the coffee cup closer to herself. She blew the steam away and took a sip. "What are you studying in college?" She asked suddenly, thought purely out of curiosity.

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Abby laughed at Elle's response. "You obviously haven't seen many horror movies, then," she remarked. When the waitress returned, she ordered the "Chef's Special Granola". As tempting as the cooked food was, she wasn't in the mood for it.

"Forensics," she answered with a grin. "I've wanted to be a cop since forever, but when I learned what forensic teams actually do, I knew exactly where I wanted to go. My dad tried to encourage me to be a lawyer, but that was nowhere near as interesting," she continued, taking a mouthful out of her coffee. "I'm hoping that ratting out my gang will get me some brownie points when I graduate," she added. "What about you? What would you like to be?"

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Elle raised an eyebrow at Abby's answer. She hadn't expected something so intense. Although given the last 24 hours was it really a surprise? Forensics seemed like a really cool thing, that would take a long time to master.

"I don't really know what I want to be. I haven't got the chance to think about it. Which is fine, I'm in no rush." She shrugged. "After high school I kept working as a waitress where I had been and picked up extra hours. College isn't really part of my family I guess. My parents never went anyways..." She added fingering threw the small cup of flavor shots on the table. She picked out a vanilla one and added it to her coffee.

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"Yeah, not going to college was never an option for me. Well, it might have been once, but not any more. Not when I attended Brook Hill, you know?" She said, laughing a little. She raised her eyebrow at Elle's addition to her coffee. "Okay, your coffee is at least 20% flavouring by now. I feel a lot better about my two sugars," she teased lightly. Out of the corner of her eye, she noticed the waitress from before watching them.

"Your girlfriend is watching us," she added, still grinning.

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Elle nodded along as Abby spoke and giggled at her remark. "Hey I like the taste of vanilla." She shrugged and looked over her shoulder to Alex. She turned back quickly. "Nothing's going to happen, I'm telling you." Elle insisted. She could smelled the food as is was bright over to their table. Eggs and toast was a pretty good way to start the day, at least in Elle's opinion.

"You know we should probably get going soon." Elle began placing a napkin on her lap and digging into the food. "I don't know about your gang, but mine have proven to be quite relentless." She said softer.

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She laughed, shrugging a little. "I'm just saying, if you want to go there, that's fine by me," she remarked, holding up her hands. She started into her food as soon as it hit the table. It really was good- packed with fruit and perfectly crunchy. She nodded at Elle's comment.

"Yeah- the ones who would come after me would be pretty damn ruthless," she replied, barely audible. She hadn't heard anything, which could prove to be a good or a bad thing. But either way, she needed to distance herself from them. It was better to be safe than sorry.

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The food tasted so great Elle wished she had an endless supply to herself. Maybe coming back to this diner wouldn't be such a bad idea. There was good food, a cute waitress, and probably a job opportunity if she wanted. Elle decided to throw the idea in the back of her head for know and not let Abby have the satisfaction of knowing she could see herself date that girl.

"Can we get some coffee to go?" Elle asked Abby. "And more vanilla shots?" She added, pulling out her wallet.

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As skeptical as she'd been about the "Chef's Special", there was no denying that it was good. Once she was finished, she was full without feeling bloated, and knew that it was definitely going to keep her going until lunch, if not beyond. At Elle's request, she nodded. "Sure thing. Take as many as you want, I'll look the other way," she said, grinning and winking at the other girl. She went up to the counter to pay for her food and a caramel latte. It was the girl that had had her eye on Elle that served her- but their interaction was nothing out of the ordinary. Her coffee in hand, she pulled her bag onto her shoulder to wait for Elle.