Full name: Ryleigh Olivia Sanders
Nicknames: Rye, Livvie…Though most people call her Ryleigh
Age: Currently having blown out 18 candles
Sexual Orientation: Bisexual
Likes:
∞ Animals of all sorts
∞ Guitars
∞ Ukuleles
∞ Singing
∞ Girly dresses
∞ Oversized sweaters
∞ Dancing
∞ Anything sweet
∞ Sour candy
∞ Both sexes
Dislikes:
∞ Meat; Ryleigh has been a vegetarian for about five years now.
∞ Homophobes
∞ Any form of bullying, she’s quick to stand up to anything remotely close to bullying
∞ Being serious for too long
∞ Seeing others in pain, emotional or physical
∞ Being told what to do
Fears:
∞ Never being good enough
∞ Thunder
∞ Swimming
∞ Rejection
∞ Relationships
∞ Peer pressure
∞ Tight spaces
Pet Peeves
∞ When someone tries to tell her what to do
∞ People who always bring the mood down
∞ Fakes
∞ People who shove their opinions down peoples’ throats
Guilty Pleasures Having very…loud concerts while showering. She just belts it out.
Crushes/Love Interests None at the moment
Personality:
Ryleigh seems to have a very…intoxicating personality. It’s easy to become friends with this pink haired girl, a lot of times it just takes one conversation with her and her nearly childish ways. A smile of some sort is always taking place upon her lips and her laughter is contagious. Ryleigh is considered many things: a social butterfly, a free spirit, a four year old trapped in an eighteen year old’s body, even immature at times. She is a very caring person and will often go to extreme measures to do any and everything she can to help someone out. She is a coffee and energy drink addict, though most of the time it’s some sort of coffee that she is sucking down. Though Ryleigh is in fact bisexual, she definitely knows her limits and doesn’t make it seem like she’s trying to hit on anyone. Which, most of the time she isn’t hitting on anyone, but she knows how some girls get uncomfortable about girls who like girls, so she likes to make sure that they know she isn’t trying to get with them.
She is a natural brunette but has been dyeing her hair extreme colors that usually range from fire red, to sky blue, hot pink, and is currently rocking the pastel pink with pale blue ombre style. Some would say she does this to express her personality, and not that they would be wrong, she is pretty out there, but really she dyes her hair these colors because they remind her of the happier times in her childhood. Something she doesn’t exactly go into great depths with. She is also the baby of the group, born closer towards summer so she was always a couple of months younger than most people in her year. In fact, it was only a couple of days before they left for the trip that the group of friends and Ryleigh celebrated her eighteenth birthday.
Ryleigh is an addict to music of all kinds, she evens plays her fair share of instruments. Though she can play the piano, guitar, and even sing pretty well, Ryleigh’s favorite –and most beloved- instrument is the ukulele she got signed by Ed Sheeran at one of his concerts she went to. She is always playing some song on it, singing along to the melody in her soft and sweet singing voice.
Despite all the giggles and smiles that Ryleigh is very much known for, there is a dark past beneath those pearly white smiles of hers. Like everyone else, she had nightmares of her past that still haunt her, as well as healed scars that riddle her skin back before she was a recovering anorexic who also suffered with depression. One would never suspect those of her, though, which is exactly what she has been striving for.
History:
Back when Ryleigh was seven, she had the picture perfect family: a mother and father who loved each other almost as much as they loved their two daughters, Ryleigh and Marie. They lived in a small town in Michigan and had a cozy lifestyle. Owning a house with six acres of forest and a magnificent river, Ryleigh and her sister spent more time exploring than they did inside the house.
The day before Marie’s fifth birthday, her and Ryleigh were playing princess adventurers in the forest. Collecting flowers and pinecones on their invisible steeds, the two girls were always inseparable. During their adventure, though, a large and beautiful yellow butterfly swept in front of Marie’s face, instantly snatching her attention. Marie got off of her horse and went to go chase after the butterfly.
Ryleigh had been so caught up in gathering a bouquet of flowers for her mother, she hadn’t realized her sister’s disappearance until a blood-curdling scream broke through the air and a heavy splash followed after it. By the time Ryleigh’s little legs raced towards the source of the pond, it was too late. The water was tainted with a crimson red that was darker around the wet, dark curls of Marie’s face-turned body. Screaming loudly for her mommy and daddy, Ryleigh tried dragging the limp body out of the water but was useless. She simply wasn’t strong enough.
Marie’s funeral was only a couple of days after her birthday, the birthday she never got to celebrate. It wasn’t too long after that that her parents began fighting. Things got physical, from both sides of the fights. Her mother and father were literally beating each other up in front of their seven year old, basically ignoring her ever since the funeral. They barely remembered to go grocery shopping unless it was for alcohol. Four months after the funeral and with the fights just getting worse, Ryleigh’s mother just couldn’t take it anymore and disappeared into the night. Ryleigh hasn’t seen her since, but with the growing addiction to drugs, Ryleigh assumes she has OD’ed somewhere like a piece of trash.
After her mother vanished, Ryleigh’s father couldn’t handle the stress having a kid to raise while alone had brought. So after one horridly drunken night, Ryleigh’s father took his own life with his daughter watching from the other side of the room, sobbing underneath the desk as her father screamed horrible insults at her just moments before pulling the trigger. When she moved to go live with her aunt, depression struck hard and Ryleigh’s self esteem was at an all time low. She ended up getting into a relationship while one of the popular boys who slyly talked her into believing he was the one. His name was Jessie He was every girl’s dream: popular, handsome, charming. But Jessie had a secret. He was abusive. He only used Ryleigh for sex that she wasn’t even ready for and would slap her around if she refused. He knew that if he kept her confidence low, she would never leave him. Who would leave a guy who was this attractive and wanted only you? Okay, not only her. He had other girls to hook up with whenever Ryleigh wasn’t around. But he still had her believing she was in love with him, no matter how hard he hit her, all it took was an apology for him to weasel his way back into her.
Other: Leaving on this trip for Paris, Ryleigh pretty much ran away from Jessie. She didn’t tell him she was leaving, but he found out quickly when she wasn’t in her room one of the nights he would usually force his way into. Her phone is filling up with his angry message and voicemails and even though they are countries apart, her hands still shake everytime her phone buzzes.