NAME
Isaac Cristian Fieraru
NICKNAME
BIRTHDAY
June 12th
AGE
Fifteen
ZODIAC SIGN
Gemini
NATIONALITY
American
ETHNICITY
Romanian
SEXUALITY
Heterosexual /
unsure
RELATIONSHIP HISTORY
Not much
Average level of experience
Isaac Cristian Fieraru
NICKNAME
BIRTHDAY
June 12th
AGE
Fifteen
ZODIAC SIGN
Gemini
NATIONALITY
American
ETHNICITY
Romanian
SEXUALITY
Heterosexual /
unsure
RELATIONSHIP HISTORY
Not much
Average level of experience
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As far as Isaac is concerned, sex and relationships arenât a priority. As a middle schooler he dabbled in the whole boyfriend-girlfriend thing that everyone was so crazy about, and maybe it had something to do with being too young and too naive to really take an interest in dating, but he didnât see what was so amazing about calling someone your girlfriend. Still, peer pressure won out back in those days. Isaac dated a few girls between sixth and eighth grade. Most fizzled out within a few months with no real drama or issues attached. The summer before freshman year he gave in to his girlfriend (of all of three months) when she relayed to him the story of how all of her friends had already lost their virginity and she wasnât in the mood to wait any longer. Pair that with some idle threats and Isaacâs rather passive personality, and you have the story of how Isaac lost his virginity. Itâs both the first and last time heâs had sex. Although itâs something heâs rather reluctant to admit, heâs not all that interested in âgetting it inâ and heâs been single ever since that encounter, which works for him. Heâd rather go skateboard anyway.
As far as Isaac is concerned, sex and relationships arenât a priority. As a middle schooler he dabbled in the whole boyfriend-girlfriend thing that everyone was so crazy about, and maybe it had something to do with being too young and too naive to really take an interest in dating, but he didnât see what was so amazing about calling someone your girlfriend. Still, peer pressure won out back in those days. Isaac dated a few girls between sixth and eighth grade. Most fizzled out within a few months with no real drama or issues attached. The summer before freshman year he gave in to his girlfriend (of all of three months) when she relayed to him the story of how all of her friends had already lost their virginity and she wasnât in the mood to wait any longer. Pair that with some idle threats and Isaacâs rather passive personality, and you have the story of how Isaac lost his virginity. Itâs both the first and last time heâs had sex. Although itâs something heâs rather reluctant to admit, heâs not all that interested in âgetting it inâ and heâs been single ever since that encounter, which works for him. Heâd rather go skateboard anyway.
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Settling somewhere on the intersection between goofy looking and cute, Isaacâs had his fair share of dumbstruck girls even if heâs far from daddy material and may never fill out enough to offset his childish eyes and boyish features. At around five-foot-eight, he doesnât tower over anyone and weighs in at around one hundred and forty-eight pounds give or take. Isaacâs never played any organized sports and would rather save himself the embarrassment of revealing how little skill he has in any physical activity not involving a skateboard. Coupled with genetics, heâs just a naturally slim guy. The traces of an ab are visible thanks in part to a low body fat percentage, but his limbs are still gangly and make him look every bit of fifteen years old. As far as his skin is concerned, heâs got far too many marks to count. Years of falls have left multiple scars on his olive skin. The biggest would have to be a gash across the back of his left shoulder from attempting a slide on a rail and falling backwards onto his shoulder, but the line across his forearm where the bone popped out would have to the the most interesting, he thinks. On the topic of tattooâs, his mother would sooner skin him alive, and heâs only had his ears pierced. Isaacâs hair is naturally a dark brown color and relatively healthy looking since heâs never dyed or bleached it. Eyes are a simple green color. His fashion sense probably doesnât differ much from the other rich kids; name brands, price tags with three and four digits, enough shit to never wear anything twice. I suppose the real difference is just Isaac. Every so often heâll wear the versace and such per his motherâs wishes, but feels most comfortable in some plain skinny jeans and a hoodie, if weâre being completely honest. In that respect his style can range from high-end to anything but, usually reflecting his skater lifestyle.
Settling somewhere on the intersection between goofy looking and cute, Isaacâs had his fair share of dumbstruck girls even if heâs far from daddy material and may never fill out enough to offset his childish eyes and boyish features. At around five-foot-eight, he doesnât tower over anyone and weighs in at around one hundred and forty-eight pounds give or take. Isaacâs never played any organized sports and would rather save himself the embarrassment of revealing how little skill he has in any physical activity not involving a skateboard. Coupled with genetics, heâs just a naturally slim guy. The traces of an ab are visible thanks in part to a low body fat percentage, but his limbs are still gangly and make him look every bit of fifteen years old. As far as his skin is concerned, heâs got far too many marks to count. Years of falls have left multiple scars on his olive skin. The biggest would have to be a gash across the back of his left shoulder from attempting a slide on a rail and falling backwards onto his shoulder, but the line across his forearm where the bone popped out would have to the the most interesting, he thinks. On the topic of tattooâs, his mother would sooner skin him alive, and heâs only had his ears pierced. Isaacâs hair is naturally a dark brown color and relatively healthy looking since heâs never dyed or bleached it. Eyes are a simple green color. His fashion sense probably doesnât differ much from the other rich kids; name brands, price tags with three and four digits, enough shit to never wear anything twice. I suppose the real difference is just Isaac. Every so often heâll wear the versace and such per his motherâs wishes, but feels most comfortable in some plain skinny jeans and a hoodie, if weâre being completely honest. In that respect his style can range from high-end to anything but, usually reflecting his skater lifestyle.
--PERSONALITY--
Isaac doesnât come off as complicated or multidimensional at first glance. He isnât overly confident and boisterous like the athletes, doesnât radiate the sheer dominance that youâd expect from an a-lister, and doesnât project like some of the artsier students. More often than not, Isaacâs in his own lane minding his own business and doing what he loves, whether it be skating, mediocre free-running imitations, or even dancing. And while he wouldnât consider himself shy as much as heâd label himself someone who's comfortable with their own company, his actions can put out the image of a withdrawn and reserved individual.
However, given the right circumstances, you might realise that Isaac does have something of an inner flame. Highly idealistic, his young mind hasnât completely been stifled by the pressures of life and still looks for the good in everyday situations or people. Isaac naturally has no interest in dominating others or being all powerful as much as heâd like to see everyone just click. Lifeâs too short for all the drama, you know? Of course, this idealism does lend itself to disappointment when he realises a person isnât who he thought or when his supposed good-deed doesnât have the intended effect. Heâs often motivated by principals and feelings as opposed to logic, which can be a volatile combination at times. Itâs the only reason why someone who typically floats around in their own world would mince words with a high-and-mighty senior over leaving trash on the floor or talking negatively about someone else. The thought of confrontation doesnât cross his mind at first. After all, his intent is merely to right a perceived wrong, but it doesnât always come off that way, and as a result, even if thereâs no physical altercation, people do tend to get the idea that Isaac thinks heâs morally superior to others, which isnât the case. Not finding enjoyment in the humiliation of others or destruction of property can lead to some alienation at times, but if it was all bad, he wouldâve caved long ago.
And that passion extends to most areas of his life, particularly skating. Having a far reaching vision allows him to see passed the proposed obstacles (falling, breaking bones, fear, etc.) of his pursuits and at this point he basically lives for the thrills. It takes his mind off of a lot of things. Conversely, this blind determination to throw himself into whatever habit has captured his imagination tends to make him neglectful of his own personal needs. Isaac isnât a stranger to neglecting school to play video games, forgetting to eat because heâs been outside working on a trick all day, ignoring assignments or texts. His border-line asceticism has put him in hot water at times, and while he knows he needs to prioritize better, it just doesnât always happen. It doesnât help that he takes challenges of all kinds rather personally. He has to invest all his time and energy because he canât see himself the same if he doesnât accomplish something he sets out to do. In the end, you get a reckless combination of stubbornness and fearlessness that allows him to get out of his own head and do things that others wouldnât attempt on a good day.
To some, such an adherence to hard work (when it comes to things he wants to work hard at, at least) may be weird, but to his friends thatâs just him. While heâs not a social butterfly, Isaac does truly enjoy like minded people and likes the company of others more so than the verbal aspect, but itâs camaraderie nonetheless. He finds himself being more of the parent of the group, wanting to know that everyone is okay and believes firmly in the saying actions speak louder than words. Despite the tendency to spread himself thin, Isaac has always been the type to keep his social circle small, focusing his attention on just a few people as opposed to the overwhelming mobs and cliques others might keep. Itâs emotionally draining for him to have to seemingly placate and fit-in among a group of people. When he feels surrounded, Isaac does have a tendency to shut down, basically ignoring the fact that there are others around him even if theyâre actually speaking to him.
But when it comes to the dedicated few he considers friends, Isaacâs as loyal as they come. He definitely believes friendships are earned on merit and the respect you give to those who share the same values and actions as yourself, not simply the strings of who belongs to what clique or how someone looks and such. In that regard, he takes his connections seriously even if he has to distance himself and re-center. The type of person whoâs down whether you physically see him or not. On the other hand, heâs deeply sensitive to hidden intentions, lost friendships and things of that nature, and as a result doesnât find it easy to really share all of himself. Not that his past is a secret or even that bad. Itâs the principle of opening yourself up to criticism and rejection that worries him. Despite being unsure about allowing people the same insight into himself, heâs very aware of the feelings and emotions others have and always tries to make himself available to those in need. His inner workings may be an enigma that never changes despite how close a friendship is perceived to be, and even as people are drawn into a false sense of mutual understanding, he canât say that his anxieties will ever change or that his care-free demeanor that arises out of a lust for adrenaline will ever extend to something as simple as saying hi to a stranger, but thatâs just Isaac. For better or worse.
Isaac doesnât come off as complicated or multidimensional at first glance. He isnât overly confident and boisterous like the athletes, doesnât radiate the sheer dominance that youâd expect from an a-lister, and doesnât project like some of the artsier students. More often than not, Isaacâs in his own lane minding his own business and doing what he loves, whether it be skating, mediocre free-running imitations, or even dancing. And while he wouldnât consider himself shy as much as heâd label himself someone who's comfortable with their own company, his actions can put out the image of a withdrawn and reserved individual.
However, given the right circumstances, you might realise that Isaac does have something of an inner flame. Highly idealistic, his young mind hasnât completely been stifled by the pressures of life and still looks for the good in everyday situations or people. Isaac naturally has no interest in dominating others or being all powerful as much as heâd like to see everyone just click. Lifeâs too short for all the drama, you know? Of course, this idealism does lend itself to disappointment when he realises a person isnât who he thought or when his supposed good-deed doesnât have the intended effect. Heâs often motivated by principals and feelings as opposed to logic, which can be a volatile combination at times. Itâs the only reason why someone who typically floats around in their own world would mince words with a high-and-mighty senior over leaving trash on the floor or talking negatively about someone else. The thought of confrontation doesnât cross his mind at first. After all, his intent is merely to right a perceived wrong, but it doesnât always come off that way, and as a result, even if thereâs no physical altercation, people do tend to get the idea that Isaac thinks heâs morally superior to others, which isnât the case. Not finding enjoyment in the humiliation of others or destruction of property can lead to some alienation at times, but if it was all bad, he wouldâve caved long ago.
And that passion extends to most areas of his life, particularly skating. Having a far reaching vision allows him to see passed the proposed obstacles (falling, breaking bones, fear, etc.) of his pursuits and at this point he basically lives for the thrills. It takes his mind off of a lot of things. Conversely, this blind determination to throw himself into whatever habit has captured his imagination tends to make him neglectful of his own personal needs. Isaac isnât a stranger to neglecting school to play video games, forgetting to eat because heâs been outside working on a trick all day, ignoring assignments or texts. His border-line asceticism has put him in hot water at times, and while he knows he needs to prioritize better, it just doesnât always happen. It doesnât help that he takes challenges of all kinds rather personally. He has to invest all his time and energy because he canât see himself the same if he doesnât accomplish something he sets out to do. In the end, you get a reckless combination of stubbornness and fearlessness that allows him to get out of his own head and do things that others wouldnât attempt on a good day.
To some, such an adherence to hard work (when it comes to things he wants to work hard at, at least) may be weird, but to his friends thatâs just him. While heâs not a social butterfly, Isaac does truly enjoy like minded people and likes the company of others more so than the verbal aspect, but itâs camaraderie nonetheless. He finds himself being more of the parent of the group, wanting to know that everyone is okay and believes firmly in the saying actions speak louder than words. Despite the tendency to spread himself thin, Isaac has always been the type to keep his social circle small, focusing his attention on just a few people as opposed to the overwhelming mobs and cliques others might keep. Itâs emotionally draining for him to have to seemingly placate and fit-in among a group of people. When he feels surrounded, Isaac does have a tendency to shut down, basically ignoring the fact that there are others around him even if theyâre actually speaking to him.
But when it comes to the dedicated few he considers friends, Isaacâs as loyal as they come. He definitely believes friendships are earned on merit and the respect you give to those who share the same values and actions as yourself, not simply the strings of who belongs to what clique or how someone looks and such. In that regard, he takes his connections seriously even if he has to distance himself and re-center. The type of person whoâs down whether you physically see him or not. On the other hand, heâs deeply sensitive to hidden intentions, lost friendships and things of that nature, and as a result doesnât find it easy to really share all of himself. Not that his past is a secret or even that bad. Itâs the principle of opening yourself up to criticism and rejection that worries him. Despite being unsure about allowing people the same insight into himself, heâs very aware of the feelings and emotions others have and always tries to make himself available to those in need. His inner workings may be an enigma that never changes despite how close a friendship is perceived to be, and even as people are drawn into a false sense of mutual understanding, he canât say that his anxieties will ever change or that his care-free demeanor that arises out of a lust for adrenaline will ever extend to something as simple as saying hi to a stranger, but thatâs just Isaac. For better or worse.
STRENGTHS
One of Isaacâs biggest strengths is probably his selflessness. Growing up with multiple siblings means never having anything be just about you, and heâs spent so much of his life either watching someone give something up for him or having to do it for someone else that itâs almost second nature for him. Isaac freely gives and (although it may be a product of not having an assertive bone in his body) feels better not getting anything in return. Doing for others is just what you do. Or, well, in his household it was. Not everyone feels the same, and heâs had to grow a thick skin in order to preserve his more sensitive nature. While heâs prone to hurt feelings, Isaacâs gotten better at letting injustices and the scrutinizing glare of the cooler, more advanced kids affect him less and less. Of course, having a hobby to invest all of your time in helps, and Isaacâs exceptionally determined. I mean, why else would someone keep up with a sport whose recognition is inversely proportional to the amount of injuries and failures. He lives for the wipe-outs just much as the successes when it comes to skateboarding.
WEAKNESSES
One weakness most people can sense in Isaac is a touch of sensitivity. He knows everything isnât his fight or his business, but has a hard time swallowing the general cruelty and nonsense that goes with growing up. Heâs also considered to be pretty innocent for his age given the fact that heâs not interested in hooking up or finding a soulmate. This can make him easy prey for older kids who simply live a different lifestyle than Isaac does. And while skating is an entertaining escape, it does have itâs fair share of problems, including resulting in a one-track-mind and a certain air of recklessness that leads to broken bones and a lack of self preservation.
One of Isaacâs biggest strengths is probably his selflessness. Growing up with multiple siblings means never having anything be just about you, and heâs spent so much of his life either watching someone give something up for him or having to do it for someone else that itâs almost second nature for him. Isaac freely gives and (although it may be a product of not having an assertive bone in his body) feels better not getting anything in return. Doing for others is just what you do. Or, well, in his household it was. Not everyone feels the same, and heâs had to grow a thick skin in order to preserve his more sensitive nature. While heâs prone to hurt feelings, Isaacâs gotten better at letting injustices and the scrutinizing glare of the cooler, more advanced kids affect him less and less. Of course, having a hobby to invest all of your time in helps, and Isaacâs exceptionally determined. I mean, why else would someone keep up with a sport whose recognition is inversely proportional to the amount of injuries and failures. He lives for the wipe-outs just much as the successes when it comes to skateboarding.
WEAKNESSES
One weakness most people can sense in Isaac is a touch of sensitivity. He knows everything isnât his fight or his business, but has a hard time swallowing the general cruelty and nonsense that goes with growing up. Heâs also considered to be pretty innocent for his age given the fact that heâs not interested in hooking up or finding a soulmate. This can make him easy prey for older kids who simply live a different lifestyle than Isaac does. And while skating is an entertaining escape, it does have itâs fair share of problems, including resulting in a one-track-mind and a certain air of recklessness that leads to broken bones and a lack of self preservation.
PAST
Guess you have to take it back to the past to understand how a person is now, huh? Well, itâs definitely safe to say Isaacâs backstory isnât nearly as interesting as some of the other students. Hell, itâs not even as captivating as his parents story. Romanian immigrants, both of them. Before coming to the states his dad was a rolling stone. Working any job he could get his hands on. Thatâs how he met Isaacâs mother -- her parents decided to save a little money by hiring the needy city slicker to come fix up some stuff around the house when the more well known companies wanted to charge extra for having to come all the way âout of the wayâ to their meager farm. Long story short, his mother, while not completely removed from the outside world nor totally dissatisfied with the life she was dealt, found herself smitten with the street-wise young man. A mistake led to his oldest brother. Then a sister. Her parents, orthodox through and through, had several problems, starting with the fact that they were still unwed (nevermind the fact that his parents had considered it only to be shut down because the would be husband was neither christian nor interested in getting married in the church). However, they tolerated their âlife of sinâ for the sake of their grandchildren.
By the time his eldest siblings were four and three they considered their grandparents more of a mother and father than their actual parents. His dad was often off in the city somewhere getting work. Isaacâs mother spent most of her time working the farm, housework, caring for her parents and siblingâs children. That is, until tempers and unspoken grievances flared to life when his dad had spent one too many nights away and one too many neighbors had uttered their disappointments to his grandparents. Thatâs when his dad had decided to dip. Heâd never made any promises and wasnât tied down by a marriage, why should he tolerate rural gossip and uptight religious crows? Of course, his mother wasnât about to be left behind. After some arguments, he brought the whole family with him to the city and threw his savings on a one bedroom apartment in the city. Overcrowded. Underfunded. Noisy. Cold. But a roof is a roof and it was just in time considering theyâd soon end up with Isaac.
It wouldnât be a joyous occasion. The allure of their whirlwind romance had long worn off and his father wasnât so enthused with spending the rest of his life raising kids. Not that he was actively involved in their care. Eventually he just quit, sending money when he could afford to do so, but otherwise a ghost. Of course his mother was flailing. Going from having the help of parents and siblings to none at all didnât help the fact that she was better at farming, sewing, anything besides taking care of young kids. So she stopped treating them as such. From that point on they were just tiny adults and were expected to do as much as they could at their age to lessen the burden on her as she went to work. His older siblings cleaned, cooked, and made sure he was taken care of. Isaac was expected to be well behaved for his siblings. When his mom brought a man over they were expected to be virtually nonexistent.
He doesnât remember much of the man who convinced his mom their best bet was to move to america. Very idealistic, much like Isaac is now, with âa dollar and a dreamâ so to speak. Eventually they settled in California and his mom married the dreamer and that was that. His new dad started up his own business and made enough money for the entire gang of children heâd inherited as well as the child, a girl, heâd have with Isaacâs mother. Of course, nothing is without conflict. Isaac turned seven and heard the yelling. His mother smashing dishes and his step-father hurling insults just as sharp. Never having much of an example of what a decent relationship looked like, he knew something wasnât quite right but tried not to think too much of it. Heâs eight when his parents split. His youngest sister goes to live with her real dad.
For the next few years Isaacâs life is relatively stable. He mows lawns with his older brother and goes to school, where he meets a boy who introduces him to skateboarding and doesnât mind the fact that Isaacâs accent is so thick you can barely understand the few English sentences he can scramble together. They quickly become friends and when heâs not doing chores or working, he finds himself at the park or in someoneâs driveway trying to nail a trick.
Ten years old his mom remarries, and not just anybody. Something of a tycoon, his next step-dad used the money he inherited from his own parents to buy up a bunch of properties, chains, and such. Made a lot of money and was eager to spend it on his mother after having run through enough college-aged gold-diggers and escorts to realise he needed a change of pace in his life (thatâs how he put it, at least, who knows). Next thing you know he has two new siblings, a set of twin girls, and as usual, he and his siblings (donât get his mother started on nannies) were recruited to cover the load. Being sixteen and seventeen at the time, his older siblings couldnât hide their animosity towards their mother if they tried. They were always butting heads with the matriarch from back in the day when she brought over her various boyfriends in Romania to even now as she flew to Hawaii and back without so much as a glance in her youngest childrenâs direction. Her defense? She birthed them, clothed them, fed them, did what she had to do to keep them alive. And they were alive, were they not? As far as Isaac was concerned, it hurt to not have parents as open and loving as those of his schoolmates, parents who went to sporting events and threw family barbecues, but there was no sense in pretending his situation was anything besides what it was. He watched his siblings when it was his turn then turned his attention back to skateboarding.
Middle school was when things got a bit complicated. Teachers said he couldnât read, so he was in remedial classes. ESL classes were working, albeit slowly, and his reserved nature didnât help his grasp of the native tongue. Not to mention the fact that the summer leading up to sixth grade, his step-dad whisked the family off to Los Angeles to attend a newer, more prestigious school. By this time his older siblings were long gone in college and the younger ones had Kindergarten to occupy themselves with, leaving Isaac by himself more often than not.
That is, until he met a girl who found in him an interesting project to occupy herself with. Yeah she thought he was cute and most found his skateboard tricks interesting, but she also saw a person who was passive enough to let her have her way without any friction. Isaac didnât know any better. Couldnât understand why in the world she wanted a boyfriend, let alone himself, but ran with it anyway because she was nice and hell, he liked that she liked his tricks. He sat with her at lunch and kissed a little, let her friends ooh and awe over how âgrown upâ the two of them were. Did it go anywhere? Nope. She lost interest after a while and itâd be a lie to say Isaac wasnât a bit hurt, since heâd interpreted her curiosity and control as genuine feelings for himself. But in the moment he came out of his shell a bit. Spoke more. Tried to get along with her own friends as well as link her to some of his own. Little did he know his introduction would lead her straight into the arms of another skater but thatâs besides the point.
The rest of middle school was just your basic tale of growing up. He made friends, lost friends, failed a class, broke several bones (after which his mother threatened to break his neck if she got one more phone call about him being in the hospital), and had his fair share of confrontations with his parents. Mostly about not taking school as seriously as he took âriding that damn boardâ and ârunning through the streetsâ and âmessing around on the computer.â If anything can strike a nerve in Isaac, itâs being misunderstood. His passions and hobbies were serious to him. Not that it mattered to his parents, who expected him to clean it up since college is non-negotiable and theyâll be damned if their money goes to waste. A lot of pressure to put on an eighth grader, right? Isaac had to roam the streets to get a break from the weight of their expectations, even if they were well meaning ones.
Guess you have to take it back to the past to understand how a person is now, huh? Well, itâs definitely safe to say Isaacâs backstory isnât nearly as interesting as some of the other students. Hell, itâs not even as captivating as his parents story. Romanian immigrants, both of them. Before coming to the states his dad was a rolling stone. Working any job he could get his hands on. Thatâs how he met Isaacâs mother -- her parents decided to save a little money by hiring the needy city slicker to come fix up some stuff around the house when the more well known companies wanted to charge extra for having to come all the way âout of the wayâ to their meager farm. Long story short, his mother, while not completely removed from the outside world nor totally dissatisfied with the life she was dealt, found herself smitten with the street-wise young man. A mistake led to his oldest brother. Then a sister. Her parents, orthodox through and through, had several problems, starting with the fact that they were still unwed (nevermind the fact that his parents had considered it only to be shut down because the would be husband was neither christian nor interested in getting married in the church). However, they tolerated their âlife of sinâ for the sake of their grandchildren.
By the time his eldest siblings were four and three they considered their grandparents more of a mother and father than their actual parents. His dad was often off in the city somewhere getting work. Isaacâs mother spent most of her time working the farm, housework, caring for her parents and siblingâs children. That is, until tempers and unspoken grievances flared to life when his dad had spent one too many nights away and one too many neighbors had uttered their disappointments to his grandparents. Thatâs when his dad had decided to dip. Heâd never made any promises and wasnât tied down by a marriage, why should he tolerate rural gossip and uptight religious crows? Of course, his mother wasnât about to be left behind. After some arguments, he brought the whole family with him to the city and threw his savings on a one bedroom apartment in the city. Overcrowded. Underfunded. Noisy. Cold. But a roof is a roof and it was just in time considering theyâd soon end up with Isaac.
It wouldnât be a joyous occasion. The allure of their whirlwind romance had long worn off and his father wasnât so enthused with spending the rest of his life raising kids. Not that he was actively involved in their care. Eventually he just quit, sending money when he could afford to do so, but otherwise a ghost. Of course his mother was flailing. Going from having the help of parents and siblings to none at all didnât help the fact that she was better at farming, sewing, anything besides taking care of young kids. So she stopped treating them as such. From that point on they were just tiny adults and were expected to do as much as they could at their age to lessen the burden on her as she went to work. His older siblings cleaned, cooked, and made sure he was taken care of. Isaac was expected to be well behaved for his siblings. When his mom brought a man over they were expected to be virtually nonexistent.
He doesnât remember much of the man who convinced his mom their best bet was to move to america. Very idealistic, much like Isaac is now, with âa dollar and a dreamâ so to speak. Eventually they settled in California and his mom married the dreamer and that was that. His new dad started up his own business and made enough money for the entire gang of children heâd inherited as well as the child, a girl, heâd have with Isaacâs mother. Of course, nothing is without conflict. Isaac turned seven and heard the yelling. His mother smashing dishes and his step-father hurling insults just as sharp. Never having much of an example of what a decent relationship looked like, he knew something wasnât quite right but tried not to think too much of it. Heâs eight when his parents split. His youngest sister goes to live with her real dad.
For the next few years Isaacâs life is relatively stable. He mows lawns with his older brother and goes to school, where he meets a boy who introduces him to skateboarding and doesnât mind the fact that Isaacâs accent is so thick you can barely understand the few English sentences he can scramble together. They quickly become friends and when heâs not doing chores or working, he finds himself at the park or in someoneâs driveway trying to nail a trick.
Ten years old his mom remarries, and not just anybody. Something of a tycoon, his next step-dad used the money he inherited from his own parents to buy up a bunch of properties, chains, and such. Made a lot of money and was eager to spend it on his mother after having run through enough college-aged gold-diggers and escorts to realise he needed a change of pace in his life (thatâs how he put it, at least, who knows). Next thing you know he has two new siblings, a set of twin girls, and as usual, he and his siblings (donât get his mother started on nannies) were recruited to cover the load. Being sixteen and seventeen at the time, his older siblings couldnât hide their animosity towards their mother if they tried. They were always butting heads with the matriarch from back in the day when she brought over her various boyfriends in Romania to even now as she flew to Hawaii and back without so much as a glance in her youngest childrenâs direction. Her defense? She birthed them, clothed them, fed them, did what she had to do to keep them alive. And they were alive, were they not? As far as Isaac was concerned, it hurt to not have parents as open and loving as those of his schoolmates, parents who went to sporting events and threw family barbecues, but there was no sense in pretending his situation was anything besides what it was. He watched his siblings when it was his turn then turned his attention back to skateboarding.
Middle school was when things got a bit complicated. Teachers said he couldnât read, so he was in remedial classes. ESL classes were working, albeit slowly, and his reserved nature didnât help his grasp of the native tongue. Not to mention the fact that the summer leading up to sixth grade, his step-dad whisked the family off to Los Angeles to attend a newer, more prestigious school. By this time his older siblings were long gone in college and the younger ones had Kindergarten to occupy themselves with, leaving Isaac by himself more often than not.
That is, until he met a girl who found in him an interesting project to occupy herself with. Yeah she thought he was cute and most found his skateboard tricks interesting, but she also saw a person who was passive enough to let her have her way without any friction. Isaac didnât know any better. Couldnât understand why in the world she wanted a boyfriend, let alone himself, but ran with it anyway because she was nice and hell, he liked that she liked his tricks. He sat with her at lunch and kissed a little, let her friends ooh and awe over how âgrown upâ the two of them were. Did it go anywhere? Nope. She lost interest after a while and itâd be a lie to say Isaac wasnât a bit hurt, since heâd interpreted her curiosity and control as genuine feelings for himself. But in the moment he came out of his shell a bit. Spoke more. Tried to get along with her own friends as well as link her to some of his own. Little did he know his introduction would lead her straight into the arms of another skater but thatâs besides the point.
The rest of middle school was just your basic tale of growing up. He made friends, lost friends, failed a class, broke several bones (after which his mother threatened to break his neck if she got one more phone call about him being in the hospital), and had his fair share of confrontations with his parents. Mostly about not taking school as seriously as he took âriding that damn boardâ and ârunning through the streetsâ and âmessing around on the computer.â If anything can strike a nerve in Isaac, itâs being misunderstood. His passions and hobbies were serious to him. Not that it mattered to his parents, who expected him to clean it up since college is non-negotiable and theyâll be damned if their money goes to waste. A lot of pressure to put on an eighth grader, right? Isaac had to roam the streets to get a break from the weight of their expectations, even if they were well meaning ones.
As of the present, Isaacâs relationships with his family, albeit strained in some places or non existent in others, can generally be summed up as healthy and manageable. His biological fatherâs been gone since before Isaac could count, and he hasnât made an effort to contact the family since they moved to America. The first step dad? About the same. He took him and his, Isaacâs third youngest sister Elena, with him when he moved on and last Isaacâs heard theyâre doing alright. Not particularly close, not exactly strangers. He does care in the sense that sheâs his sibling but wonât make any efforts to see her (mostly because he canât drive, and his mom has a selective memory when it comes to the men sheâs been in a relationship with, so she wonât drive him).
In total, heâs one of six kids. His oldest brother, Gabriel, turned twenty-one a while back and has been reaping all the benefits while heâs away at Berkeley. Meanwhile his more studious twenty-year-old sister Alexandra spends her time a little more wisely. Thatâs what she chooses to tell him anyway. As far as Isaac is concerned, theyâve earned a break. If it means getting hammered then go for it.
Next in line would be Isaac himself. Then his nine-year-old half-sister Elena, who he doesnât have much contact with. Rounding out the flock are the five-year-old twins Macy and Molly, both of which were basically raised by Isaac and his siblings. Despite the age difference, heâs always related to his younger siblings, Elena included, simply because his older siblings had their own lives and he couldnât always relate to their age-related problems.
As for his step-father, they donât speak much. Nor do they want to have that kind of relationship. His stepfather Steven takes care of him in a financial sense and Isaac tries not to be a total disappointment when his business acquaintances come over. They occasionally butt heads over Isaacâs interests, none of which make sense to Steven, who was basically groomed to be a businessman since before he could walk. Numbers, lacrosse, polo sweaters, cutthroat business deals; that makes sense to his stepfather. Skating and jumping off cars or clamming up in the face of company; those things do not. Isaac pretends it doesnât wear him down, the âconstructiveâ criticism he faces from his stepdad, who knows good and well he no longer has any influence over his oldest siblings.
And his mother? Isaacâs not sure he knows her anymore, not that he ever did. She was always doing her own thing and parented over them with her own brand of tough love and independence. In a way, he thanks her for it. She did instill a work ethic and individuality within them, even if it was based off of her own need to watch out for herself; it made him self-sufficient. Nowadays sheâs more into Prada and remodeling the house than she is working. Snaps at him for acting and looking like they still lived in a Romanian high-rise as opposed to nagging him about finding work or quieting his crying sibling. She hears the gossip around the neighborhood; knows what the ladies are thinking when they meet for salads on Wednesday. Thatâs why sheâs so adamant they assimilate. Wants him to wear the Gucci, drive a Mercedes, talk more proper, and for godâs sake fix those grades so he can follow in Stevenâs footsteps. At the very least stop skateboarding. Isaac loves his mom, but heâs had years to learn how to hold firm against her unique brand of pressure, and it often leads to a lot of confrontation between the two of them. Of course, itâs not always doom and gloom. They have âsafe subjectsâ - how was your trip? did you call your aunt? what time is dinner? - that donât lead directly to the usual landmines of their relationship. And if weâre being honest, he wants a relationship with his mom, which is why he'll put in the effort to remain civil and kind despite the fact that he wonât give in to her, or Stevenâs, demands.
In total, heâs one of six kids. His oldest brother, Gabriel, turned twenty-one a while back and has been reaping all the benefits while heâs away at Berkeley. Meanwhile his more studious twenty-year-old sister Alexandra spends her time a little more wisely. Thatâs what she chooses to tell him anyway. As far as Isaac is concerned, theyâve earned a break. If it means getting hammered then go for it.
Next in line would be Isaac himself. Then his nine-year-old half-sister Elena, who he doesnât have much contact with. Rounding out the flock are the five-year-old twins Macy and Molly, both of which were basically raised by Isaac and his siblings. Despite the age difference, heâs always related to his younger siblings, Elena included, simply because his older siblings had their own lives and he couldnât always relate to their age-related problems.
As for his step-father, they donât speak much. Nor do they want to have that kind of relationship. His stepfather Steven takes care of him in a financial sense and Isaac tries not to be a total disappointment when his business acquaintances come over. They occasionally butt heads over Isaacâs interests, none of which make sense to Steven, who was basically groomed to be a businessman since before he could walk. Numbers, lacrosse, polo sweaters, cutthroat business deals; that makes sense to his stepfather. Skating and jumping off cars or clamming up in the face of company; those things do not. Isaac pretends it doesnât wear him down, the âconstructiveâ criticism he faces from his stepdad, who knows good and well he no longer has any influence over his oldest siblings.
And his mother? Isaacâs not sure he knows her anymore, not that he ever did. She was always doing her own thing and parented over them with her own brand of tough love and independence. In a way, he thanks her for it. She did instill a work ethic and individuality within them, even if it was based off of her own need to watch out for herself; it made him self-sufficient. Nowadays sheâs more into Prada and remodeling the house than she is working. Snaps at him for acting and looking like they still lived in a Romanian high-rise as opposed to nagging him about finding work or quieting his crying sibling. She hears the gossip around the neighborhood; knows what the ladies are thinking when they meet for salads on Wednesday. Thatâs why sheâs so adamant they assimilate. Wants him to wear the Gucci, drive a Mercedes, talk more proper, and for godâs sake fix those grades so he can follow in Stevenâs footsteps. At the very least stop skateboarding. Isaac loves his mom, but heâs had years to learn how to hold firm against her unique brand of pressure, and it often leads to a lot of confrontation between the two of them. Of course, itâs not always doom and gloom. They have âsafe subjectsâ - how was your trip? did you call your aunt? what time is dinner? - that donât lead directly to the usual landmines of their relationship. And if weâre being honest, he wants a relationship with his mom, which is why he'll put in the effort to remain civil and kind despite the fact that he wonât give in to her, or Stevenâs, demands.
As much as it irritates his mother and stepfather, Isaacâs vision doesnât necessarily extend beyond skateboarding as of right now. He hasnât made any kind of plans, and if you asked him what he saw himself doing next summer or where he planned on being in five years, youâd be met with a confused stare and possibly a shrug. However, he is aware of his c average, so it would behoove him to make getting better grades a short term goal. Isaac recently quit his lawn-mowing services since his mother is more than happy to line his pockets which means heâs got the time to make studying a priority. Or more time to skate. Weâll see what happens.
More in line with his own hobbies, he would like to enter a skateboarding competition in the near future. Although heâd only been skating for five years, he feels like heâs ready and while heâs not good with criticism or losing, he knows entering a competition would be a good measure of where he is as a skater. Regardless of his parentâs wishes, he has enough money of his own to get in and wonât take no for an answer.
Long term, he canât say he doesnât want to make skateboarding a career. Itâs not entirely a pipe dream even if times have changed since the days of Tony Hawk and Nitro Circus. Eventually he wants to get sponsored and get paid to travel around the world doing tricks and defying death on four wheels. However, his siblings have been in his ear a bit. Unlike the shrill nagging of his mother and father, they remind him of the benefits of college in a much more relaxed way. Encourage him not to brush it off. And itâs not like he canât pair some kind of degree with his talent for skating. So, for now, heâs considering going to college once high school ends. Where? And for what degree? He hasnât thought that far.
More in line with his own hobbies, he would like to enter a skateboarding competition in the near future. Although heâd only been skating for five years, he feels like heâs ready and while heâs not good with criticism or losing, he knows entering a competition would be a good measure of where he is as a skater. Regardless of his parentâs wishes, he has enough money of his own to get in and wonât take no for an answer.
Long term, he canât say he doesnât want to make skateboarding a career. Itâs not entirely a pipe dream even if times have changed since the days of Tony Hawk and Nitro Circus. Eventually he wants to get sponsored and get paid to travel around the world doing tricks and defying death on four wheels. However, his siblings have been in his ear a bit. Unlike the shrill nagging of his mother and father, they remind him of the benefits of college in a much more relaxed way. Encourage him not to brush it off. And itâs not like he canât pair some kind of degree with his talent for skating. So, for now, heâs considering going to college once high school ends. Where? And for what degree? He hasnât thought that far.
GRADE
Sophomore
LIFER or NEWCOMER
Newcomer
SCHOLARSHIP or NOT
Non Scholarship
GROUP/CLIQUE
Skater
CLUBS
tba
SPORTS/TEAMS
None
ARE YOU HAPPY?
No complaints right now
WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Some things yes, some things no...
LOOKING FORWARD TO...
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Sophomore
LIFER or NEWCOMER
Newcomer
SCHOLARSHIP or NOT
Non Scholarship
GROUP/CLIQUE
Skater
CLUBS
tba
SPORTS/TEAMS
None
ARE YOU HAPPY?
No complaints right now
WOULD YOU CHANGE?
Some things yes, some things no...
LOOKING FORWARD TO...
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OOC
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