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Annie Jones

Buddha says "A child without courage is like a night without stars!"

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a character in “Love Game”, as played by AlexWilliams

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Annie Jones

GENERAL INFO
Full name: Abigail Jones
Nicknames: Annie, Ann
Gender: Female
Race: Human
Birth Date: October 3rd
Age: 16
Sexuality: Lesbian

APPEARANCE
Height: 5"2
Scars/Tattoos/Piercings: None
Description:
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PERSONALITY
Personality: Annie is very very very outgoing. She isn't afraid to talk to any one. Anne loves getting attention, you might call her a "attention whore", but she knows this. Anne is always fixing her hair or her clothes. She always wants to look her best.
Hobbies:
-Drama
- Tumblr (more like she is addicted to it)

HISTORY
Relationship Status: Single
Family: Two older sisters that have moved out, Father
Known Languages: English
Annie has lived in Bar Harbor her entire life. Her father and mother married young because of her eldest sister, they proceeded to have two more children in the years later. At the age of six Ann's mother died do to breast cancer.

Annie is extremely good friends with James Lee and Juliet James. Though neither of the two know of her sexuality, in fact no one knows of her sexuality. She keeps it hidden because she fears that she will lose both her friends and the attention they give her. Though she is fully aware that her friends will still care for her.

Other:
Anne works part time at the local amateur theater. She often calls this place her second home.

So begins...

Annie Jones's Story

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Jessi Ogilvie Character Portrait: Annie Jones

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Jessi


Jessi just about died the first day he entered Bar Harbor. It was like his town times 10 and had just the same small town mentality. He hated the small town mentality. He often wondered why his parents even bothered moving to a slightly bigger town then his old one when all he wanted was to be in a city a place where he could be himself and not lock everything away with out being told he was the span of satin, not that he cared much. Jessi's parents had told him that they didn't want the treat of someone bringing a gun into the school or a knife and kill their only child, which completely went against moving to america in every way, but his father found work her as a oceanographer. Thus it was no wonder Jessi was in a slightly sour mood when he woke up to his alarm clock. It was the first day of school in this new town he refused to call home. He sat up slowly and walked across the room to shut off his alarm clock. He had placed it there because it was a very bad habit of his to just turn it off and fall back asleep again.

Now that his morning routine was finished, Jessi dressed in a plane gray t-shirt, a black and very loose cardigan (or mandigan as he and his friends joked back in small town Canada) and a pare of white skinny's. After getting dress Jessi then spiked the front of his hair. Now satisfied with his looks, Jessi made his was down the stairs and into the kitchen. He was hit by the smells of bacon, pancakes and eggs, it was a mouth watering smell. Jessi's mother had just set a plate of said foods at the table for him. Jessi's father wasn't much of a cook, in fact he was band from ever entering the kitchen to cook he was that bad. Jessi quickly devoured his food.

DC high tops on his feat, photography bag over one shoulder, Jessi Ogilvie, felt complete. Jessi slid into the driver's seat of his parents Nissan Pathfinder and started the engine. He would be way to early for school if he left now, so instead he took the oceanic root, in other words he went to the beach to get some pictures before driving to the school, which he was more then sure was going to be another hell on earth, just like his last school. After about 15 minutes of picture taking he drove slowly to his new school.

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"Annie! Get out of bed, you have school!" Annie rolled over in her bed and covered her head with a pillow at the sound of her father yelling up the stairs. She didn't want to get out of bed, it was summer time, not .... school! Annie shot out of bed and attempted to rush through her morning.

She brushed her red layered locks of hair, slipped on a pare of neon blue skinny's, ruby red high top converse and a loose white hanging-off-one-shoulder t-shirt that was cut off and frayed looking at her belly, the shirt its self looked to be splattered in paint, and just a little bit of black eyeliner to make her green eyes pop. He rushed passed her father, taking the peace of toast in his hand just before he was to take a large bite out of it, and out the front door.

Annie was ecstatic to see her friends James and Juliet, she wondered if they would notice that she had parted her hair the opposite way to trip them up. She was also eager to get back into the motions of the drama council and the drama club. Annie had her mind set on landing the a lead in the school play this year no matter what.

The walk to school only took Annie five minutes. Before entering the school she fixed her clothes and adjusted her hair in her refection in the glass of the window pain of the door. She wanted to look perfect for her friends and peers, and skipped into the halls of hell once more.

The setting changes from bar-harbor-maine to Conners Emerson

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Character Portrait: James Lee Character Portrait: Jessi Ogilvie Character Portrait: Annie Jones

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Jessi


Jessi tapped his fingers on the steering wheel of his car. He really didn't want to enter the new school. He was more then aware of how new kids where treated in America, he was also aware of a bullying issue that wasn't any where near as easy going as Canada's, then again Canada had a very high suicide rate ....... Jessi took a deep breath and lugged his bag over his shoulder and exited his car. He locked it remembering that he couldn't leave his car unlocked like back home. Taking a breath he walked into the new school. He found his locker easy enough, but the hole "locks made into the lockers" was strange to him. Not really trusting his expensive camera and accessories to be left in a locker that someone else could get into easily he took his bag with him to his next class, which was math. Why did he take math? Jessi sucked at math, and it was first thing in the morning!!! Jessi didn't like this, math had this habit of draining his brain of creativity and making him miserable for the rest of the day.

Slipping into the class room he moved to the back of the room and stuffed himself in the corner with the window. He pulled out a massive note book that had subject sections to it and opened it to the first section and started to doodle random stars and shapes.

Annie

Annie squealed loudly and jumped onto James back just as he was about to enter his first period class. She did this on a daily basses. It was her way of saying that she was very happy to see someone. She ruffled his hair while on his back. "Missed one of my besties, even though I saw you the day before yesterday, I still missed you~!" She spoke in a very dramatically. She got off his back after saying this and grind at him. They were almost the same height, James was only a inch taller then her self and she was ... well short. Annie hadn't bothered to bring any of her school stuff to school that day, she really didn't expect any of the teachers to make them do homework on the first day of school, really what teacher was evil enough to make a teen do home work on the first day of school?!

The setting changes from conners-emerson to Bar Harbor, Maine

Characters Present

Character Portrait: James Lee Character Portrait: Samantha Blair Character Portrait: Juliet James Character Portrait: Petru Nicolescu Character Portrait: Jessi Ogilvie Character Portrait: Annie Jones

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Blair's goofy grin had not faded when Juliet shot her the middle finger, because she is definitely accustomed to such greetings from her occasionally sharp friend. One has to be, in order to maintain a long friendship with someone who they are constantly butting heads with. Luckily, the young woman has always seemed to be made of rubber with her apparent ability to bounce back from insults and fights alike. This rebounding nature is more due to an inability to handle tension for too long than an actual indifference to the words and actions of others. For all of her disappearances and pranks and odd behaviors, Samantha Blair is still human, after all. A human who, just as she is shutting her locker, is approached by a kid whom she identifies as new on sight, and as foreign as soon as he releases one or two words. Why would someone from not-here ever want to be here? Poor sucker, she thinks sympathetically, practically the president of the nonexistent 'plans on getting out of Bar Harbor' club. She opens her mouth to say something, probably something silly, in response to his introduction, but the response is cut off when the young man, Petru, takes her hand and kisses it before asking her if she will show him where his classes are. Were she a different kind of person, perhaps the red-haired young woman would have blushed or reacted with some other uncertain and embarrassed expression, but she is not a 'different kind of person'. Hence, she merely flashes something that is a cross between a smirk and a grin, and dramatically curtsies with an imaginary skirt.

"Well, darlin', looks like you're goin' the same way as me," she responds in a thick and clearly fake -Blair has never been able to nail accents- Southern accent. She has gotten a glimpse of his schedule and knows that he is headed towards the same math class as she is. Perhaps her feigned accent may have come across as her mocking her, but it is honestly just the way that the young woman acts, no malice intended. Everything she does is just kind of whatever has come to mind, and she is infamous for saying the most random things and blaming it on having a case of 'word-vomit'.

As she is not the sort of person who likes to wait around for others, also known for simply leaving if a person takes too long, Blair links her arm through his, points dramatically in the general direction of the math class, and proceeds to drag him there as though she is a superhero and he a mere civilian in need of guidance. By this point, she has completely forgotten to introduce herself, more focused on getting to class. A familiar duo enters the room before she and the new kid do, and she only just barely resists the urge to go and pounce on them. An impressive feat for her -resisting an urge, that is- which she compliments herself on whilst walking through the door.

"Welcome to math, Mr. Petru," Blair says cheerfully, sweeping her arm out in an encompassing manner, if only for the fun of it. She separates her arm from his and gives a tiny salute before marching to the back of the classroom to sit diagonal from Juliet, whom she throws a flirtatious wink so over the top that it is clearly all in play. Then again, what does Blair ever do that isn't in play? She's like a child in a teenage body- a rather troublesome child, at that.

"Did you see this morning? The town deemed fit to welcome me back! I told you everyone loved me," she boasts jokingly, ever-present smile dancing at the corners. "Also- new kid from. . .well, not from here. Has an accent- but you know I can't place accents for the life of me, don'tchya suga'?" A deep southern accent is thrown in towards the end for emphasis of Blair's point. She notices the boy who has taken Juliet's official unofficial spot, and spins around in her chair so that she is straddling it to face him. Even though Blair is terrible with remembering names, she never forgets a face, and definitely hasn't seen his around before. Her obsession with getting out seems to include a fascination with new kids. She looks back over towards the first new kid and waves at him before focusing back on the one behind them.

"Ooh, two new kids? Greetings, new boy," she says, holding out a hand to shake his before raising her eyebrows.

"Don't worry, I don't bite. Unless you ask nicely," she adds with laughing sparkle in her eyes.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Terrance Lee Character Portrait: James Lee Character Portrait: Oliver Quinn Character Portrait: Annie Jones

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James rolled his eyes, having heard the girl approach but not having time to turn and catch her like he usually would have. That meant that she was surely going to try and mess his hair up, which came only moments after he felt her wrap herself around him. He couldn't help but smile though, Annie just happened to have this way of always making his day seem a thousand times better. Perhaps it was just the positive vibe he felt around her, and sometimes he felt that if he even tried to be negative she would tear his eyes out. "I missed you too," he teased, pulling her away from the door so other people could get into the classroom. To be honest, he wasn't really that thrilled about going to class, and if it wasn't for having to get home early to take care of the kids, he would probably skip this period. But if he did, he would get a detention, and then he would let Jane down. "You forgot your school things," he said, arching an eyebrow.



Oliver stood staring at his open locker, hand gripping the door of it so tightly that his knuckles had turned white. When had he turned into this? This... complete wreck of a person. To say the least, he was ashamed in himself. His parents- well his dad- okay, before his mother died and his father went slightly insane, they had been quite the religion freaks. Even though it was a year ago, every time he thought of his mother it was like a knife was wedging itself a bit deeper in his chest. And he wouldn't dare ever let her down, which meant there was no way he could be attracted to anyone else but... girls.

Hearing the sound of his friends voice, his eyes somehow found him in the small crowd just in time to see Terrance and that girl exchange a kiss. That girl, it was sort of pathetic how he'd come to start calling her that. It wasn't jealousy, he would never admit to that, but he still didn't like her. Apparently his friend had spotted him too, but Oliver quickly looked back to his locker, as if that would stop the blonde from coming over. Still, he felt Terrance's arm go over his shoulder and he shrugged it off. "Hey Terrance," he said, suddenly distracted with the unopened math book in his hands.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: James Lee Character Portrait: Samantha Blair Character Portrait: Juliet James Character Portrait: Petru Nicolescu Character Portrait: Jessi Ogilvie Character Portrait: Annie Jones

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Jessi

Jessi smirked at this girl. "I'll take that as that as a open invitation" Jessi mentally slapped himself. He was a bit of a shameless flirt, but he did smirk at the girl calling him Charlie. "The name is Jessi, it's nice to meet you..." Jessi didn't finish his sentence do to the lack of knowing this strange girls name.
Jessi had to flinch at the sound of the other new male student speaking over the crowed and speaking poor English. That was not a good way to start off in a new town that is small. Jessi was speaking of other new kids that would come to his old school. The key lied in not staying quite till someone else talked to you and falling into some friends.
Annie

Annie grinned a toothy grin at James. "Really, what insane teacher has anything planed for today. What teacher is evil enough to have homework for today of all days. It's the first day of school." Annie had started to bounce on the balls of her feet. She was nervous, though the way it flowed off of her was more of a excited vibe. "If someone wants to make us do homework it will be there fault for me not handing it in on time." She was blabbing now. Trying to keep her own thoughts off of what, more like who, was really on her mind.
For about a year now Annie had admitted it to her self that she was lesbian. And at some point in that year she had gained a crush on one of her closest friends, Juliet. Annie didn't know where to start as to what brought Annie's attention to crush on the other teen, perhaps the long silk blond hair that Annie loved to play with so much, or the sudden hand holding that Juliet did, or the cuddles. For the most part this had confused Annie. Annie did know about Juliet's sexuality, but was it that innocent way she had or was it something more. So Annie decided that bottling all her feelings up and acting like she did before she found out EVERYTHING was for the best. After all she didn't want to lose the attention her two gay and very much so best friends would be hell on earth of the Redhead.
Annie took a peek into the math class room. Three new kids. Her eyes lit up, but her attention was quickly given to Juliet. At seeing Juliet Annie waved over animatedly. "James, three new kids" She elbowed him in the side playfully and winked at him "Who knows you might find someone"

Characters Present

Character Portrait: Samantha Blair Character Portrait: Juliet James Character Portrait: Diamond Holmes Character Portrait: Annie Jones

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Sighing slightly, she laid her head on her hand and rested on the wall. The would teacher scowled her for doing so, in Italy but, the teacher here paid no mind. Man she needed to adjust and realize she was in a new place, Hating the fact that her communication skills weren't that good at all, it would've been a lot more easier if her friends had moved with her. But, life wasn't that easy and she did notice that. Thanking her parents for teaching her English before she had gotten here, or she would've been so lost and wouldn't be able to understand what the hell the teacher was saying.

Looking around the room she noticed that some of the girls in the room were quite beautiful the boys were okay. She was bisexual but, of course no one knew that unless they could tell by how she had dressed that she was quite tomboyish. How she sat in her seat was a bit boy like but, habits were habits. Looking back down at her desk she had noticed a book was now placed on it,"This is your math book, take care of it like you would take care of a child." She watched as the teacher went back to his seat and her eyes averted down towards the heavy looking book. Wondering why math books had to be so huge.

Nearly slamming her head down onto her new book she sat right back up and rubbed her head wincing slightly. Why did she do that? Shaking her head, she leaned over to put the book down by her bag, she really hated math. She also hated English since it wasn't her natural language it would be very hard to adjust to the way English words are put in a single sentence. Science was okay and all of her fine arts were doing good, and history isn't a problem.

Putting her hand over her mouth she yawned loud enough for only her to hear. Her old teacher didn't want to hear or see any signs of boredom in his class. She hated that class even if it was art class she still had to learn the history of art in a class that was only supposed to be about drawing and coloring types not history one old dead people. Taking her mind off of art in Italy for a moment she laid her face in her hands and rubbed her face with her hands trying so hard not to go to sleep.

Characters Present

Character Portrait: James Lee Character Portrait: Samantha Blair Character Portrait: Juliet James Character Portrait: Jessi Ogilvie Character Portrait: Diamond Holmes Character Portrait: Annie Jones Character Portrait: Jade Taylor

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Blair's eyes move off of Petru and over to Juliet, whom she catches staring at Annie and James -more the former than the latter- with a slightly wistful expression. Now, most people assume that Blair notices nothing outside of her own little bubble, by the careless way she acts and her lack of long-term planning talents, but she would have to be blind to not notice the way that Juliet, whom she's been friends with for ages, has been looking at the cute little red-haired girl. Admittedly, Annie is rather attractive, though Blair doesn't personally have any feelings towards the girl. Perhaps Juliet can hide her feelings from the object of her affection, but no one thinks about the fact that Blair might notice anything outside of her own amusement, and so people tend to sometimes let their guard slip just a little bit. Perhaps they are somewhat correct in thinking of her as having little perspective on such matters, but she does notice some things at least. This is why she smiles mischievously at her friend's expression, about to make a comment on the matter when Jessi speaks up again, giving a clever retort to her quip. "I'll take that as an open invitation," the young man responds smoothly with a bit of a smirk. Blair's grin widens with amusement, as she is clearly liking the new kid so far- he seems fun enough, at least.

"I like you," Juliet informs the new kid matter-of-factly, voicing Blair's decision. The blonde of the two young woman is smiling, something unusual inside a classroom, especially this early in the morning. Blair nods, "Stamp of approval, Jessi. Blair, by the way. Samantha Blair." She glances over as Annie and James come over to the group, the latter sitting down near the new kid and immediately stating the obvious before introducing himself to Jessi. He makes eye contact with everyone, but Blair figures it to be more of a polite notion than anything else. The two have a rather strained relationship, at best, but tend to get along better when there are others in the group to prevent any butting of heads. To be honest, the only strong connection to the group of friends that Blair really has is Juliet, and even then it is somewhat shaky. She simply isn't as much a part of the group as others, something which used to make her slightly resentful, until she decided to stop caring about things like being part of a specific group and having people to fall back on. Of course, it helped to confirm her desire to get out of this suffocatingly dull town.

While the others are occupied with each other, Blair hears a thudding noise and looks over to see that a girl with a promising array of colors in her hair has hit her head against the textbook with an over dramatic motion, before she sits back up with a slightly irritated looking expression. Blair doesn't bother to suppress a chuckle as she surveys the new young woman. "If you smack your face enough, it will match the color of your hair~" she comments in a blithe tone, grinning at Diamond. Soon, another girl is walking through the door: Jade Taylor. She is sucking on a lollipop in a way that is probably supposed to be seductive, but vaguely reminds Blair of a commercial she saw on TV for cars that mostly featured a schoolgirl eating ice cream rather. . .earnestly. Uninterested in the usual, she turns back towards Jade with her grin, not caring if she is irritating the obviously sleepy young woman. James voice rings in her ears from behind her, his tone joking but not entirely so, as far as she can tell. It makes Blair smirk a little bit, though of course this cannot be seen due to her turned head. She's never been fully part of the group, and doesn't really hang out one on one with anyone unless dragging them along on one of her adventures or midnight pranking sprees, but that doesn't mean she can't enjoy the chatter of them, at least. It is perhaps a bit strange, actually, that one of the most social of the group is the one with the shallowest relations.