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"I wish I was special. So very special."x#7C4419

N A M E
Rebecca Johnson.

N I C K N A M E S
Rebecca has had many nicknames thrown her way but the only one she likes to be called is Becca and that is truly it. She will not answer to another nickname whether you are her friend or not.

B I R T H D A Y
March 14th.

A G E
17.

G E N D E R
Female.

S E X U A L I T Y
Bisexual - Has a preference for guys at the moment though but that can always change.

E T H N I C I T Y
Caucasian.

S P E C I E S
Werecoyote.

S T Y L E
Becca's style is that of a true girly girl. She has nothing too casual in her closet and has heels or flat shoes that go with every single outfit along with a handbag of sorts, too. Rebecca's style is one of a kind and if one was to look inside of her closet, they'll see an assortment of dresses, blouses and skirts as she hardly wears any pants. Plus, all of her clothes are color coordinated to go together.

H E I G H T & W E I G H T
5'9. 123 lbs.

A P P E A R A N C E
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L I K E S
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D I S L I K E S
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H I S T O R Y
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Rebecca Johnson's Story

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Setting

Beacon Hills

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#2017-05-15 06:11:25, as written by sappho

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joanne waters

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xxxx "And now if we turn our attention to the third stage of Mitosis, we can see that-" Sixty-Five year old Robert Henry, or as he was known Mr. Henry, stopped abruptly in the middle of his sentence giving a side glance to the fiery red head waving her hand in the third desk. Clearly disgruntled he nodded in her direction, "Yes, Ms. Waters?". With a broad and understanding smile she gestured to the clock. "Its 2:00. The assembly? You told me to remind you...". The old man was consistently forgetting things and had enlisted Anne to help him remember. Before her, he had a system of sticky notes and alarms, but that method was quite unsuccessful. "Oh! That's right, thank you Anne. Alright, please file in an orderly fashion to the auditorium, from there you are dismissed from school" It didn't take much to get Anne's biology class moving, especially at the sound of 'dismissed'. She grabbed her things slowly, wanting to avoid the rush of bodies as she slung her bag over her shoulder giving Mr. Henry a friendly wave, "See you tomorrow" before walking out of the class and towards the auditorium.

xxxxBiology wasn't her least favorite class, but she always felt a tad bit lonely. None of her friends had taken the course so she was stuck with a bunch of kids who really didn't care much about her presence. The hallways were quite flooded from the dismissal for the assembly and her eyes drifted through the crowds looking for anyone to talk too. She found Caleb, but he seemed quite engaged in an obvious 'lacrosse talk' with one of the other players on the team, and she knew better than to intrude. However, she did listen in on the various gossip that drifted through the sea of high school students, 'what do you think this is about' ... 'I heard they couldn't even find the other half of him' ... 'you don't think they'll implement another curfew'. Anne couldn't help be curious as well. The entire town of Beacon Hills couldn't stop talking about the recent string of murders. It had started out with Georgie Hendricks, a junior and cheerleader at the high school, then Marie Vincent, the quiet owner of the floral shop downtown. Supposedly, last night the Sherriff's department had uncovered the body of Adam Tate, a senior and one of the best lacrosse players Beacon Hills had. JoAnne hadn't known any of the victims too well, but the conclusion of 'animal attack' just didn't settle with her. She didn't have, 'Druid senses' like Spider-Man but any 'animal attack' in Beacon Hills was never really just an 'animal attack'.

xxxxAs she shuffled her way into the auditorium she found a seat in the middle of the bleachers setting her backpack next to her, saving a spot for Wim. She was surprised she hadn't seen her best friend yet, he was quite easy to pick out from a crowd. His height, and blonde hair made him stick out like a sore thumb. She pulled out her phone anyway to shoot some of the others a text.

To Isaac:

I saved you a seat dork, you better hurry or I'm giving it up. :,) Middle Left Section.

To Joanie & Christa:

I'm in the middle left section if you can find me !

xxxxShe contemplated texting Caleb, but decided against it. She knew he'd have the easiest time finding where they set. As she slipped her phone back into her backpack the last of the students began to file in and she could see their principal standing off to the side of the podium, looking rather uncomfortable.

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Rebecca Johnson

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a character in “Mist and Bone”, as played by Sunflower

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So begins...

Rebecca Johnson's Story

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