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Jason Ray Williams

Problem Child 1.

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a character in “One year”, as played by UCTigerette

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| Name |
"None of your damn business." Jason Ray Williams

| Age |
"Don't make me repeat myself. It's none of your business." Eighteen.

| Role |
Problem Child 1.

| Hair Color |
"You really can't take a hint, can you?" Sandy Blond.

| Eye Color |
"Take a gander yourself. " Blue-Green.

| Skin Tone|
"Damn... These things are obvious." Light, creamy white.

| Build |
"I work out. " Athletic, Muscular.

| Scars/Marks |
N/A.

| Overall Appearance |
"You must be blind." Jason is tall, standing at 6'2". His body is packed with lean muscle and he takes pride in that fact. His sandy blond hair is always kept short and his green-blue eyes seem to stare straight to your soul. Jason prefers jeans and a light tee to any suit or sweater. He's a guy who always over comfort over class.

| Likes |
"Here's what I like." Sports, Relaxing, Swimming, Anything Water Related, Cooking, Flirting, and Being Among Friends.

| Dislikes |
"I absolutely cannot stand..." Rejection, Being Told No, Planning Things Out, Sleeping In, and Losing An Argument or Fight,

| Fears |
"I'm not scared." Jason is very afraid that he'll have to testify against his parent's murder/s should they ever catch them. He's also afraid that the murder will come back for him, realizing the mistake he made by keeping him alive.

| Habits |
"They're tough to break." Jason has a nasty habit of swearing. A curse words slips out almost every other sentence. He also has a habit of sucking his teeth before he begins talking.


| Personality |
"Me in a nutshell, right?" Jason is reckless to put it as simply as possible. He knows that life is short and he intends to live doing what he pleases as he pleases to do so. I suppose it could be chalked up to the murder of his parents, or simply a passion for living, but Jason is a spontaneous guy, never planning things out and never taking anything too seriously. There's a sparkle in his eye even if there is also pain there. Either way, it's there. The sparkle. The pain. Both coexisting inside his soul.

Another word that can be used for Jason is carefree. I guess that goes hand-in-hand with never taking anything too seriously. When unexpected things happen, Jason just goes with. He rolls with the punches and takes it with the best of them. He's constantly laughing and joking. A surprisingly gentle man. When he loves, he loves like no other, but the reverse also applies. When he hates, it's with the fire of a thousand suns.

A guy it should be mentioned that the guy has a temper. A chaos runs deep within him, causing the young man to pick fights. He loves to argue and won't walk away from one until he's won. Fighting has always been his emotional release. When he loses a fight it only reminds him of his humanity, but when he wins if feels as though he's king of the world - able to take on anyone.



| History |
"I must warn you... It's not pretty." Jason was the product of a high class mob lawyer, Isaiah, and a stay at home mother, Molly. No doubt about it, Jason was their pride and joy. They doted on and spoiled the boy from birth, giving him any and everything his little heart desired. Growing up, his father shielded him from his business, never allowing his son to know that he represented some of the biggest and baddest criminals in their city. Jason, oblivious, grew up normally, doing well in school and making friends.

His teenage years came and Jason began to realize exactly what his father had done for a living. The headlines sprayed across newspapers and the stories replayed on the news channels constantly. Jason, though not happy with his father's work, respected the man immensely and had planned on following in his footsteps. Though representing mobsters had never been in his plan, law school had.

Jason had just turned sixteen when it had happened. He'd just come home from a baseball game. He was little bit confused as to why his mother had missed it, but didn't think twice at the absence of his father. Jason knew that Molly must have had a good reason for missing and so, instead of going out with his buddies after the game, Jason made his way home. What he walked into was something he could never forget. His house was too quiet as he put the key into the door and pushed his way inside. Every light was on, but no one was around. His mother's and his father's vehicles were both in the garage, but Jason couldn't see them anywhere. He called out to them and briefly heard a noise upstairs.

He made his way up as quietly as possible. The noise had come from his parents bedroom. At first Jason worried that he had walked into one of his parents' romantic affairs. It was when he heard an unfamiliar voice in the room, threatening his father that Jason learned otherwise. Noticing the door wasn't all the way closed, he pushed it open enough to see into the room. No one noticed the door move that couple of inches.

The scene before Jason was a gruesome one. His father was bloodied and beat. His mother was tied to a chair, a gag in her mouth. Desperately, he wanted to save her. He was just about to bust into the room when the man holding his parents hostage fired a single bullet into his mother's chest. Seconds later, the gun sounded again. This time a bullet pierced his father i[n the same spot.

Jason bolted. He had no doubts that both of his parents were dead. He ran as far and as fast as he could, until running didn't seem reasonable anymore. He pulled out his cell phone and called 911.

The days after that were a blur. His Aunt Grace, his father's sister, arranged the funerals.Jason attended without actually being aware of what was going on. He was in a state of shock. Just after the funerals were over, Jason was packed up and sent to live with his Aunt Grace. Almost instantly, he took to drinking. It was the only thing that seemed to numb his pain. Soon he was picking fights, getting arrested, and doing anything he could for a thrill.

One particular fight escalated rather quickly and Jason ended up hospitalizing a kid. It was then that the judge sentenced him to either jail or the Problem Child Mentoring Program. He chose the latter and was shipped off as soon as the program started.


| Theme Song |

So begins...

Jason Ray Williams's Story

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As light flooded her room and interrupted her sleep, Laci's bright blue eyes fluttered open as she yawned. She groaned lightly and curled back up in her warm blankets, trying to fight off the early morning light. She laid there for a few moments and tried to find the warm comfort that had just escaped her. After being unsuccessful in her attempts to fall back asleep, she reluctantly swung her legs over the side of her bed and stretched out her limbs like a cat. Her blue eyes flicked towards the window, basking in the warm late spring air for a moment.
Laci fluently made her way across her room to her dresser, and quickly changed into her practice clothes. She pulled her hair up into a loose bun with a few soft blonde curls hanging down by her face and picked up her pointe shoes as she left her bedroom silently.

She carefully passed Jason and Charlotte's rooms, trying not to wake them up. When she came to Leo's room, she poked her head in his room. "Morning, Leo. Remember, we have to head over to the Noxs' house in a few hours. I think there's a meeting or something, to make sure we haven't allowed our problem children to continue on with their dangerous ways or whatever." She offered him a smile and a wink, then quickly left him. They had been living together as close friends for a while before the mentor program, and knew each other well.
Humming lightly, she made her was to the small, humble dance studio they had next to Leo's art studio where he spend most of her time. Laci sat down on the bench against the wall and stretched, before pulling on her pointe shoes and tying them tightly.

Laci closed her eyes and took a deep breath before leaping up and languidly making her way to the center of the room. Watching her body carefully in the mirror for any mistakes, she silently began to practice. She moved gracefully, like water, as she focused on her movements carefully. One misstep, and she could easily get herself seriously injured. Vaguely, she though she heard someone enter the room. She left into the air gracefully, but just as she was coming down she realized her balance was quite off and she came crashing down. She fell on the wood hard, with a loud thud.
Wincing, she bent her fingers, toes, and limbs to make sure nothing was sprained or broken. Her jaw clenched as she glanced at her abdomen, knowing exactly why her balance was so off. Slowly sitting up, she pulled her knees up to her chest and wrapped her arms around her legs.

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Character Portrait: Delilah Rose Nox Character Portrait: Chloe Lilly Nox Character Portrait: Harmony Nox Character Portrait: Elizabeth Rose Johnson Character Portrait: Charlotte Raven Greene Character Portrait: Jared Reese Wilson Character Portrait: Leonardo Venturi Character Portrait: Claire Smith Character Portrait: Lacianne Fluer Roux Character Portrait: Asher James Mott Character Portrait: Jason Ray Williams Character Portrait: Jake Lave Character Portrait: Riley West
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Chloe smiled as Jared padded down the stairs. She smiled at him and ruffled his hair a little. "Hey, don't mind the staff, you'll get used to it. Since me and Delilah usually host functions for the program." She shrugged and walked to the backdoor, watching the staff as they set up everything for the brunch. She smiled thankfully to them then sighed and pushed a hair off her face.

"Where's Dehlilah," Jared asked awkwardly, making Chloe smile.
She smirked and placed a hand on her hip. "Don't worry she'll be down soon," She said before grumbling under her breath, "Or I'll drag her out of bed, I swear her and Asher would wake up at noon if I let them." She composed herself and smiled again.

She was about to yell at Asher and Dehlilah when she heard him at the top of the stairs. "Har-Bug! Did you save me some food? At least a crumb, right?" He said jokingly pulling her into a hug.
"Asher! She's eating." Chloe protested with a pout. To which Asher completely ignored.

She was about to whine about him getting Harmony riled up when he gave her a peck on the cheek, making her blush. She sighed, a little upset that Asher so naturally fit into Her and Chloe's life. "Morning." He said sliding past her and making a plate "You're going to spoil brunch you keep feeding me like this." he told her jokingly.

She looked down, "I like cooking," She mumbled, "Anyway I'm glad your dressed," She added with a half smile as Asher sat down next to Jared and began talking to him.

Chloe tapped her foot impatiently as she waited for Delilah. When her sister came down the steps, in a lacy tank and shorts. She sighed deeply "Delilah, what the hell are you wearing?" She asked "Tell me your not wearing that to brunch," She rolled her eyes, "Actually I have the perfect Outfit for you, and it goes with mine?" She added with a smile, since she and Delilah used to coordinate their outfits when they were kids. She pulled a dress out of a bag that was like hers except it was a ivory that complimented Delilah's pale skin and pale hair, making her look like an angel. While hers was a peach color that complimented her tanned skin and golden hair. The sisters looked very much alike with their wild blonde curls and stunning blue grey eyes. However Delilah inherited their mothers pale skin and their fathers naturally pale blonde hair and Chloe had their fathers golden skin and her mothers golden hair. So together they almost looked like a angel and a goddess. Though Chloe envied her sisters slender body, and her innocent vibe. While she had a more sensual air about her and she inherited her father's side of the family's curvy figure.

She gently stood behind Delilah and did her hair, which was in a ponytail. She felt no need to ask, since she walways styled everyone's hair. She quickly turned it into a bun with a braid surrounding it.
She quickly did a braid around her hair next in a loosefishtail. "Ok now get dressed in that dress and you'll look insanely pretty."

Just as she was about to enthuse about the outfit Delilah spoke "I. . . Uhm I have to visit a friend soon. I might have to leave a little early."
Chloe's face fell slightly, making her smile less bright and more forced, "Your... your leaving?" She asked quietly. "Your leaving the brunch.... early?" She said though the last part came out like a whisper.
She sighed and glanced at the clock,"Our guest will be arriving in a few minuets," She walked toward the the back door and glanced back at her " I wish you'd stay and help," Then she walked out back.


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Harmony pouted as her mom walked out the door and tugged at Asher's shirt "Why is mama sad?" She asked staring up at him with her big brown eyes. She pouted and just as quickly as she asked she changed the subject "Mama wouldn't let me go swim today, she put a blanket thing on the pool and wouldn't let me wear my pretty princess dress." She tapped her chin ad if she was thinking and said "I think it's Mr. Chris's fault, whenever he calls mama cries." She said with a frown.

She balled her tiny hand into a fist and pretended to punch the air "If I ever see him I'm gonna do this and that," She said imitating a kick, which made her stumble a little. Then beamed a dimpled smile at them and got back up.

She loved Aunt Dee, and Asher, and Jar-Bear. Asher made her mama happy and he made her mama smile. But Mama never lets her call Asher daddy. She glanced as her mom came back inside and sat in a stool, well more like she jumped around in the stool. "Dad.. I mean Asher, can I have a cookie" She said seeing the look her mom gave her.


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"Harmony I told you, you can't call him that, Asher isn't your daddy," Chloe said with a straight face, picking Harmony up and grabbing a cookie out the cabinet and handing it to her. She knew Asher would be mad that she said that but it was the truth. Asher isn't Harmony's dad. She wished that she met Asher before she met Chris but she didn't. I mean she knew him for two years now. Since he was a problem child last year but the fact of the matter was, she didn't want him to get too close to harmony. Just so he could leave when things got tough. She glanced at him and turned away quickly. All that could come from her and Asher was hurt. And she couldn't handle hurt. Not again, not ever. She realized the time and said "Clean your plates everybody should be arriving in like a few minuets."

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Charlotte stretched her arms out and breathed in the inside morning air. She hated the fact that her dreams turned into horrifying nightmares. Man, she still hasn't gotten used to it, who would? Most of her dreams were vivid and about her parents. She barely remembered how they had looked and barely ever wanted to. Wishing she had the power to clear her mind of all the bad things but, she knew that wasn't gong to happen. Grabbing the covers, she pushed them off of her and swung her legs to the side of the bed. Feeling her feet touch the ground, she stood up slowly trying not to stand up to fast or she'd get light headed and pass out.

Her head wasn't 'there' most of the time, it literally wasn't 'there'. Sighing she walked out of her room, she need a smoke but, her mentor Leon told her that she should try to quit with the smoking and the drugs. She doesn't listen to anyone anyway so why would she listen to him? That's probably why she hated his guts but, some of the hatred isn't really hatred, that's actually her hiding the fact that she likes him well, only a little. She wasn't the one to be too open about her feelings. She swore never to trust anyone knowing they might leave her like her parents did, and she was afraid of that.

Walking down the hallway and down the stairs. She wasn't hungry so she decided to skip it, plus she didn't feel like making it. Nothing was wrong with food, she just didn't want to eat anything. Throwing her self on a open chair she looked around the room. She started to think about the other problem children and the other mentors didn't really talk to most of them -well, they did lie in different houses- but, she shrugged that off. The only person she would talk to is Leon but, they argued most of the time but, to her that was a bit of communication.

Swinging her leg and sitting on the other one, she ran her hand through her hair. A lot of things were running through her mind, she almost had forgotten that she was suppose to be going over to the Nox's house for a meeting or something, she didn't know. But, she knew she had to go so, there was no way she would be getting out of that. Charlotte decided that she would sit there for a little bit before getting back up.

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Jason heard the commotion going on around the house and opening his lids, he snuck a peek at the alarm clock on his bedside table. He'd slept in later than he'd thought and threw the covers from his body. With virtually no time to get ready, Jason hurried to the shower, only going through the basics before hopping right back out. He didn't have time to go through his drawers and so, he settled on the first suitable thing he could find. It was fitting for the brunch at the Nox residence.

Still in his hasty mindset, the young man padded downstairs. He smelled the aroma of pancakes, but dismissed almost instantly. He would be having brunch in just a few minutes if they ever got a move on. "Good Morning!" he announced to Charlotte and Leon before leaving the room as quickly as he had entered. Laci was the one he wanted to find. Without even having to ask, he knew where she would be - where she always was. Dancing.

Somewhere in the time he'd gotten to know Laci, Jason had fallen in love with watching her dance. Feelings for the girl were more than apparent, but he'd never admit it. Even after all that had happened - the whirlwind romance, the tangling of limbs - they both pretended it had never happen. Randomly the two would fall into the same pattern, but nothing ever came of it. They acted as though it had never happened and returned to their respected roles - the mentor and the mentored.

Momentarily, Jason peeked into the studio, watching the graceful movement of Laci. She was beautiful. Jason was sure even a blind man would be able to tell. With regret, he reminded himself that they were in a hurry. "Laci," he started, "we really should be making our way to the Nox Estate. The brunch is scheduled to start here soon and we wouldn't want to be late." he told her. Some days Jason would practice with her, but today they had no time. He wasn't anywhere near as graceful as she though.

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Lacianne got back onto her feet and continued, more careful than before. She lost track of time, and felt like it had only been minutes when Jason came in. "Laci," She heard him behind her, and jumped in surprise. She turned to face him, with a gentle smile. "We really should be making our way to the Nox Estate. The brunch is scheduled to start here soon and we wouldn't want to be late." Her bright blue eyes widened and she glanced at the clock. "Ah! I completely lost track of time! Thank you so much for reminding me! Knowing me, I probably would've been an hour late. I'll meet you outside in five minutes." Laughing at herself lightly, she hurried off to her room.

Closing the door with her foot, she undressed and redressed herself in a summery strapless sky blue dress with white lace trim. She cleaned herself up and let her hair out of the bun it was in, instead opting for a loose fishtail that rested over one shoulder, with a single curl framing her face. Throwing on white flats as she hurried out of her room, she quickly met Jason outside, breathless.

"I think that should be a record or something." She laughed lightly, opening the passenger side of her car for him, and hopping in her driver's seat. "Sorry about making you late." Laci offered him a soft smile as they made their way to the Noxs'.
But, of corse, just as soon as they left a tidal wave of nausea hit her. She immediately pulled over, turning away from Jason and covering her mouth. 'Oh no, not now.' She thought to herself as she opened her car door, taking deep breaths to try to settle her stomach. Just another reminder that she couldn't keep her secrete forever- and honestly it was unfair of her too keep it from Jason.

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Charlotte didn't like when Leon was the one mainly on her mind. Things actually seemed to stay the same between her and Leon. Even after they have slept with each other, she was okay with it. She wasn't really a fan of change anyway, Charlotte never felt awkward whenever she was around him. Rolling her eyes as she heard Leon's voice,"Trust me, it's not that easy." Replying to what he said about her 'drug problem',"Yeah, I didn't forget." Looking over at him as he took a seat in a chair near her, she always wondered what he had been drawing in that sketch pad of his.

"Yeah, yeah I am." Answering his question to if she was going to get ready. Sometimes she always saw him drawing in that thing but, she didn't complain. "What do you draw in that thing anyway?" She looked over at the sketch pad, she didn't really care what he had drawn in all the days she's been here, it's just that she always sees him drawing in it. Even if he didn't answer it would probably piss her off, then she wouldn't ask again. Looking up at Jason who had quickly came into the room and exclaimed a quick 'hi' before leaving the room in a hurry.

Charlotte didn't care whether he decided to answer her question or not she left to go get ready. Deciding to take a shower before getting dressed, after getting out of the shower, she put her clothes on and sat on her bed to put her shoes on. It really didn't take her too long to get ready she didn't have to do anything to her hair only comb it down. Looking at herself in the bathrooms mirror she turned of the light and walked out of the bathroom.

After doing all that to get ready she walked back into the room she was in before with Leon. Charlotte hated to admit it but, she sorta like Leon. She was never going to admit it and wasn't going to let anyone say or assume that she liked him. That the main reason why she had to hate him or at least act like she did. She had to protect herself from the past coming back to haunt her this time. It had haunted her many times and today she wasn't going to let that happen.

Yeah, she wasn't the one to tell some one she liked them. She just didn't want to be left again, biting her lip she looked down not particularly staring at anything specific, she just wanted to stare at something just to stare at it.

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Laci had excused J from the room as she readied herself. I just five short minutes, she was a whirlwind leaving the room completely transformed. Her dance clothes had been shed and instead she wore a sundress and flats. "Definitely a record. I didn't think it was possible for women to dress that quickly." he laughed. The two made their way to the car and when Laci went to the driver side, Jason held no complaints. He didn't mind riding instead of driving. Sure, his lack of control worried him a little, but it wasn't a big deal.

As they took off, Jason slumped down into his seat, starting as the trees flew past. "I'm sure we won't be the last ones." J told her just before the car veered onto the side of the road. Looking at Laci, Jason could see that her face had paled and when she turned away from him, Jason could see her covering her mouth in the reflection of the window. In a matter of seconds, the door was open and Laci was deeply breathing in and out.

"Lace.." he began, "are you okay?" Jason opened his own door, got out, and padded around to where Laci was bent from her seat. "Maybe you should let me drive?" he asked her, brushing the fishtail behind her and holding the single curl she'd left out. He was worried, no doubt. He'd never been one to deal with these type of situations and he honestly had no idea how to take care of someone. After his parents had been murdered, Jason had turned off that switch - the one that showed any regard for anyone else's feelings. Laci was slowly, but surely bringing it out in him, even if they both refused to admit it. "Talk to me, Lace. What's going on?"

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Lacianne closed her eyes, trying to settle her stomach when she heard Jason speak. "Lace.." he began, "are you okay?" He asked her, pulling back her hair. "I'm fine." She murmured softly through her fingers. His sweet gesture was a reminder of the strong feelings she felt developing for him- no matter how much she tried to deny it, they were there and only growing the more time she spent with him.
When the nausea started to pass, she moved her hand and slowly sat up. Asking a slow breath to steady herself, she looked up at J and offered him a weak half smile. "I'm really sorry about that."

"Talk to me, Lace. What's going on?" Laci pursed her lips, glancing away from him. She nervously tapped her thigh, knowing she had to tell him but unsure of how exactly she should go about it. She took another deep breath and looked back at up him. She paused, studying him silently for a moment. "I'm pregnant." She blurted, then flinched.
She sat back him her seat, glancing away from him again. "Before I say anything else, just know that I don't want to to feel like you're obligated to stay now. You know I can take care of myself. After all, Chloe was ale to do it alone. I am fully capable." She paused, looking back up. "I want you to stay, but you definitely don't have to."

Laci let out a deep breath. "I'm sorry for not telling you before- I could barely admit it to myself. I'm pretty far along now. And it's yours, clearly." She chuckled nervously, tapping her fingers on her thigh again. She glanced down at her abdomen- she was showing slightly. You couldn't notice all that much unless she pointed it out, and she had been very careful to not wear any tight clothing. Her bright blue eyes flicked back up at him, unsure.

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