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Maisie Wish

"If you ask me why I buy books I've already read, I will probably say something like, 'I don't know. Why do you breath when you know you're going to die?'"

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a character in “Vacation of a Lifetime”, as played by ~*~ Divergent ~*~

Description

Maisie Harriet Wish
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{”Man cannot discover new oceans unless he has the courage to lose sight of the shore.” –Andre Gide}


Introducing


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What is your name?:
“My name is Maisie Wish and it’s pronounced May-z. Oh! And my middle name is Harriet. I know, it’s old…”

What do people call you, though?:
“Everyone calls me Maise. I mean, what else would they call me… Well, my mom calls me Bear, although I really don’t know why. My friends at home like to call me M sometimes.”

How old are you?:
“I’m 16, but I’m almost 17 now! A junior in high-school now though.”

When were you born?:
“Well, I was born in 1997 on May 9th.”

Are you a male or female?:
“Female, duh! Why? What did you think?”



Reasons


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Why do you want to go on the trip?:
“Well, I have always loved travelling and when I was smaller, I did travel every year. But then my dad left… Long story short, my mom couldn't afford it anymore and we stopped travelling. I want a chance to experience the fresh air and sense of freedom a person gets when they leave their home again. I love adventure as long as it doesn't involve anything I’m scared of. I also know that there are many other people that deserve this, but I think I do because I also try my very best in school and have straight A’s. I don’t do any sports, but I do yoga and I love to write. If you need me to write a paper, I will happily oblige! I feel like I need a break from the air that I have been breathing. I want to feel like a free person again and I think this opportunity can give me that.”

What are your opinions on travelling?:
“I love it! Travelling is great and I would love to see the world more!”

Do you have any illnesses that could affect you while travelling?:
“Nope! I mean, I don’t normally get sick so I think I’ll be fine, but no, I don’t have any lasting illnesses. Although, I am a little OCD and I can never stop moving, but it's not noticeable and I was never diagnosed!”

What is the 'best' place you have traveled to so far?:
“I've been to a few, but I think I liked Dublin the best because it was so quiet. I love to read and write, so it was a peaceful time. Then there was Paris…”



Little Things


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What do you like?:
“I love to read, write, and helping other people with their problems and life in general. But there is a catch. I only like to usually help the people I like and I know how that sounds, but I don’t like giving advice to people on drugs. You know what I mean? Anyway, I also love to help the environment, sing, and even dance a little. Since I was little, I discovered that anything is possible if I believed it was. Because of that, I play the piano and am able to learn songs by ear, sing well for my age, and imagine something in my mind and make it happen. Thank you me.”

What do you dislike?:
“There are many things that I don’t like. I don’t like it when people tell me that I’m weak or immature. I also don’t like it when people try to challenge me or tell me that I can’t do something or I said this when I really said something else. I also hate heights and roller coasters with a burning passion. Anything that gives me the “stomach dropping” feeling I despise. I also can’t stand needles so if you come near me with one, I will punch you. I don’t mind any animal except large tarantulas when they’re crawling on me or anything that stings. I also hate not knowing things and when people don’t hear me the first time I say something. Oh yeah! I also hate when people make fun of me for my accent. Just because I'm English, doesn't mean I'm stuck up!”

Do you have any hobbies?:
“I sing, write, and play the piano. I don’t know if you would count reading as a hobby, either. I also dance, but I only like lyrical and jazz. I don’t think there’s anything else…”

Do you have any phobias or fears?:
“Is there really anything that a person fears? Is it not just a matter of perception? Is it not that you merely dislike the activity or item? The only thing that I think I truly fear is not being good enough or messing up at something publicly. The fear of embarrassment/humiliation.”



About You


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What are you like as a person?:
“Well, I don’t want to brag, but I like to think that I am somewhat of a leader. I like to feel independent, but I like to know what’s going on around me. I guess I’m kind of modest and considering how many ‘I guess’s’ I've said, I’m uncertain about my actions, which is true. I like to know what’s going to happen before it actually does, so I like to have everything planned out.
I consider myself kind and helpful when I need to be, but I am also very sarcastic and stubborn, which naturally makes me determined. I can’t stand arrogant, annoying people and I will say something if they get on my nerves enough. If there is a kid that is being annoying on purpose, I will most likely say that I hate them, but secretly I will grow to like them. I can be uptight and hard to get to know; I know when I am, I just don’t stop. Also, I can seem a little hard to get to know if you don’t know me very well.
I am somewhat of a bookworm. That quiet girl that is curled up in a library with her nose in a book? Yep, that’s me! I get into my books so much that you can normally find me wishing that I am one of the characters. I know that’s pretty pathetic, but hey, it’s what I do! My life has become so jumbled from all of the different characters that I feel like I don’t even know who the real me is anymore. That’s also a reason why I need to go on this trip: I need to discover who I really am.
I don’t have a lot of patience so that is why it is easy to get on my last nerve very quickly. If you are an extremely annoying person, I would stay away from me because the minute you open your mouth, I will want to slap you. I may not say it aloud, but oh am I thinking it. I can be a very violent person at times, though I don’t actually know how to fight and they are just empty threats, but other times, I may crumble in front of you, though that rarely happens. You will never really get to see the real me because of how many protective walls I have put up. It is a very rare moment when I am actually losing my self-control in front of someone else. I am normally a very private person so others don’t know my secrets unless I tell you. Once I label you as a friend or foe, our relationship will continue from there. Oh! And I also believe that anything is possible. And I'm really forgetful sometimes...”






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Give me a brief history of yourself.:
“I am from England, born and raised in the same boring town my whole life. I have a little family in America and Ireland, but most of us are in England. It started with my great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great-great grandparents moving from a small town called Castle Combe to move to Bristol. They never even left England! Like, what is wrong with them?! Ever since then, my whole family has lived in Bristol, lived past-tense as in, they died there too. I don’t want that happening to me!
I was born 16 years ago at the local hospital in Bristol and the day my parents brought me home, was the day that I “magically” said my first word. My parents insist that I talked when I was 5 days old, but really, all I did was grunt. I mean, come on! Who’s heard of a baby that talks?! Anyway, they brought me home and raised me. I went to the normal town public-school, Bristol High-school, and I graduated Middle-school with perfect straight A’s. High-school has been a blast so far and I can’t wait to finish it. I feel like this opportunity will give me a chance to change my life and do something different than my ancestors. My dad left when I was 7, just packed up and left us. My brother was so furious; he swore that never again would he trust. Now he is so overprotective of me it’s insane.”

Tell me about your family.:
“My family is pretty small. We are mostly located in England, as I mentioned before. I have an older brother named Charlie and a baby sister named Harlow. My mom’s name is Charlene May Wish and my dad, well he walked out on us when I was 7 so I remember his name, but it’s not very important. My grandparents are Frank and Mary Wish and they live in Bristol, as well. My older brother is turning 20 this year! I can’t believe how fast the time went by! We just adopted my little sister and she is so adorable! She is 6 months old now and I can’t even describe to you how great it is to feel needed. She is the most precious thing in the world!
Our family in Ireland is just a few aunts and uncles, not really important, and in America we have a few more and then, loads of cousins. They are all scattered around, so we never all get together. Long story short, I never have an excuse to travel anymore. We also have a cat named Lucy (she’s a Persian) and an old dog named Scruffy (a mutt). The dog is my brother’s and he insists that we don’t euthanize him, but the poor thing has been hobbling on his little knees for years now. I mean, come on Charlie, it’s his time…”

Other: Languages spoken, places been etc. etc.
“I speak fluent French, but that’s it. Well, obviously English… Oh! And I knew a little bit of Spanish in Middle-school but I forgot it a long time ago. I've been to Dublin, Ireland, Paris, France, New Zealand, and Hawaii! My brother has been to a little more of them because he’s older and I don’t remember half of those trips because I was so little, but I still went, so… We stopped traveling when dad left.”




Theme Song:
Burn || Ellie Goulding
We, we don't have to worry 'bout nothing
'Cause we got the fire, and we're burning one hell of a something
They, they gonna see us from outer space, outer space
Light it up, like we're the stars of the human race, human race

When the light started out they don’t know what they heard
Strike the match, play it loud, giving love to the world
We'll be raising our hands, shining up to the sky
'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire
Yeah we got the fire, fire, fire

And we gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
Gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn

We don't wanna leave, no. We just wanna be right now (right), r-r-right now
And what we see is everybody's on the floor acting crazy, getting loco 'til the lights out
Music's on, I'm waking up, we fight the fire, then we burn it up
And it's over now, we got the love, there's no sleeping now, no sleeping now, no sleeping

When the light started out they don’t know what they heard
Strike the match, play it loud, giving love to the world
We'll be raising our hands, shining up to the sky
'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire
Yeah we got the fire, fire, fire

And we gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
Gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn

When the light started out they don’t know what they heard
Strike the match, play it loud, giving love to the world

We gonna let it burn burn burn burn (burn burn)
Burn burn burn burn (burn burn)

We can light it up, up, up
So they can't put it out, out, out
We can light it up, up, up
So they can't put it out, out, out
We can light it up, up, up
So they can't put it out, out, out
We can light it up, up, up
So they can't put it out, out, out

When the light started out they don’t know what they heard
Strike the match, play it loud, giving love to the world
We'll be raising our hands, shining up to the sky
'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire
Yeah we got the fire, fire, fire

And we gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
Gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn
We gonna let it burn, burn, burn, burn

When the light started out they don’t know what they heard
Strike the match, play it loud, giving love to the world
We'll be raising our hands, shining up to the sky
'Cause we got the fire, fire, fire
Yeah we got the fire, fire, fire

And we gonna let it burn

So begins...

Maisie Wish's Story

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Date || January 10th 2014
Temperature || 11 degrees Celsius/51 degrees Fahrenheit
Climate || The air today is cold but surprisingly still. The sky today is a pale grey, but it may get nicer as the day goes by. The air is just cold enough to see the faint outline of your breath, but only just.






Cassius Segovia

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"Cassius, get out of the car"

Giving an exasperated sigh, Cass stayed put. The day had came too fast and too soon, and now suddenly he was going on a year-long trip with a bunch of people he hated. It wouldn't have been described as one the finer moments in his life right now, as a scowl plastered his face and he laid back in to the smooth leather of his seat, crossing both arms over one another. In his mind he was an activist- protesting for his dignity. He didn't see how getting on a reality TV show would further his career. If anything, it would hinder it.

"Cassius, please, not again." His father Erik sighed, almost a mirror image to Cassius. The two were quite alike, but neither of them would admit it. "We talked about this, Cass. Come on, they are about to arrive."

Opening the door of the car, Cassius pulled at his jacket in a desperate attempt to feel like this wasn't happening. They were stood outside the Four Seasons Hotel in Midtown. Paparazzi lingered behind bins, cameras at the ready. That's actually as far as they were legally permitted to get, though. Paparazzi were not aloud in a considerable distance from the competitors. Something about 'Retaining the real life travel experience.' The whole crew was here though, so I don't know how that would work.

Suddenly, very suddenly, dozens of black cars pulled up at the sidewalk. Police bordered the cars, but they were all able to get a space somewhere. All of the competitors burst out of their cars, and were immediately instructed by their driver to make their way over to Erik and Cassius. His father smiled cheerfully as per usual, but Cassius kept his face at a slight smirk, letting one corner of his mouth twitch up.

"Hello, travellers! My name is Erik Segovia- and this is my son, Cassius Segovia. He will be joining you on this trip." He pointed to Cassius. "This hotel will be your home for the next two days. I trust you know your roommates? Everyone will make their way to the hotel rooms and you will have some- how do you say it- 'chill-out' time. Get to know your roomates, and figure out where you are all sleeping. Tommorow is a big day, and we will all meet on floor 51's meeting room."

His father took a deep breath, before continuing "Now go, my children. Please make your way up to floor 52."

Cassius followed the competitors as they made their way in to the hotel, his smirk now a scowl once more.

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Maisie Wish sat on the cold leather of the plush car seat. She had her large black suitcase at her feet, resting against the seat in front of her. Next to her, her cream-colored backpack containing her camera, Samsung Galaxy phone, Dell laptop, and all of their chargers plus a 3 subject notebook and a brand-new pack of black, red, and blue pens. Every time they hit a bump in the road, her bag jostles.

As the car slowly maneuvers through traffic if New York, Maisie glances out the window. The crowed sidewalks seem to be even more congested today. Although, all she had to base her facts on are movies and t.v. shows she saw. She had lived in England her entire life so she hadn't really been to America at all. She may have taken a trip here and there, but nothing where she stayed for more than a few days.

Maisie was so excited to finally come to America and be able to enjoy it. She could take the time to actually see the world more. She couldn't wait to meet all of the new people. She had had many friends in England, but she only had a small group of close friends that she saw more than once a day and had been over her house a few times.

She wears a ¾ sleeve black shirt with blue skinny jeans and tan combat boots that come up halfway between her knees and her ankles. There was a jean jacket over her shirt and she had a few leather jackets packed. Her pale complexion always made her stand out and she liked to wear black and grey because they made her eyes stand out even more. Her green/grey eyes had never been a normal trait in her family. Both of her parents had had blue eyes, so she didn't really know where she got it from.

The car pulled up at the sidewalk curb and parked. The driver, whom hadn’t talked the while ride, blankly looked a Maisie. She stared back at him, waiting for him to say something. When he didn’t, she smiled at him, lung her bag over her right shoulder, grabbed her suitcase handle, and opened the car door. She picked up the suitcase and planted it firmly on the ground, then shut the door. The first thing she noticed was the smell: garbage and fresh air and people.

There were many people on the sidewalks, surrounding her, but not noticing. And Maisie didn’t like it. The feeling of invisibility. Maisie was a notice who liked to be noticed, though she would never admit it to anyone. She readjusted her backpack to make it more comfortable and slowly walked towards the crowd of people that seemed to form in front of her. She saw many different kids around her age and guessed that they were the other contestants. Maisie didn’t know any of them, but she wasn’t sure how to introduce herself without somehow embarrassing herself. Well, she knew how, but she didn’t want to. She was fairly shy, after all. So she stood at the back of the crowd silently.

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All day, Clara had been feeling rather light head and weak. Not that she would admit it to her mother who was already lecturing her and reminding her of the rules. "And don't forget to ask someone to help you if something goes wrong. The doctors told you to take it easy, remember?" Clara Rose's mother told her over facetime on the young girl's new tablet. She set it up on the small table across from her as she back up into her seat. Clara just kept rolling her big brown eyes and nodded as she listened to her mother overly long list of concerns, hoping to get her daughter to want to come back home. Not that it was going to work of course, they made a promise and Clara held up her end and now her parents have to do the same. Of course, she did promise them that if it came back that she would leave as soon as she could to return back home for treatment, no matter how much she would hate to. She just needed to ease her parents' worries and paranoia. "Mom, I know that you're worried, but you need to relax. And, yes, I remember exactly what the doctors said. I also remember them saying that I'm in remission..--"


"Clare, that means nothing. They said that to you once before and not even a month later, you lost your hearing...I just don't want anything else to happen to my baby girl." Her mother meant well and Clara knew that. But, it didn't change how annoyed the girl was getting. She looked out the window as she watched the buildings go by with a huge smile on her small face as her dimples started to show. She turned back to her mother who was obviously annoyed with her daughter. "What? Mom, come on. I'm in New York! I don't want to spend the whole car ride on the phone, I mean give me a break. I'm excited, I've never been out of Olympia before!" Her mother sighed before signing back. "I get it, you're excited and I'm happy for you, Rosie. But, do remember to pace yourself, you're not like the other people here. You can't just rush around without a care in the world, remember that." Clara scoffed. "I know I'm not like them, mom. They, unlike me don't have to carry around an oxygen tank or wheel around in a wheelchair whenever they feel lightheaded or weak. I get it I'm not normal! But, you don't have to keep throwing it in my face!" Clara signed to her mother with her defense going up. She tried not getting angry, but with her mother...It was difficult every once and a while. "I am not throwing it in your face, Clara! You just have to remember that you can't just go running into the world without taking extra precautions!"

"Okay, mom. Look I have to go now but, I'll call you when I get settled in." Clara said as she looked out the window and saw a man standing with who she guessed was his son. "Okay, be safe. I love you." Her mom signed after letting out a sigh. "Love you too, mom." With that, Clara turned off the tablet and slipped it back into her small backpack. She slumped the backpack on her back and moved her small wheelchair to the now opened door before sliding into it and grabbing her oxygen tank. The driver got out and put her backpack on the back on her chair along with the tank which had its own littler holder. She fixed the Nasal cannula below her nose before sighing as she saw all the other contestants. "This couldn't be any worst. It's the first day and I already know I'm seen as the weakest." She thought to herself as she made it to the front of the crowd to see the man who was speaking. Seeing that she had to read her lips, she sort of pushed herself into the front. She looked up at him and tried to focus on what the man was saying. "Hello, travelers! My name is Erik Segovia- and this is my son, Cassius Segovia. She looked towards the blonde boy next to the man. He wasn't bad looking but, by the look of it, he seemed to be like one to keep to himself.

He will be joining you on this trip. This hotel will be your home for the next two days. I trust you know your roommates? Everyone will make their way to the hotel rooms and you will have some- how do you say it- 'chill-out' time. Get to know your roommates, and figure out where you are all sleeping. Tomorrow is a big day, and we will all meet on floor 51's meeting room. Now go, my children. Please make your way up to floor 52." Clara started wheeling her chair to the entrance, only to have a businessman hold the door open for before walking in himself. In all honesty, she believe she could have gotten the damn door one her own, but whenever she looked different then someone else, people gave her sympathy that she didn't need or want.

She rolled inside, not really knowing exactly where to head, in all honesty the man didn't really enunciate very well. So, she wasn't sure which floor he said exactly. She looked around at the group, looking for one of her roommate while they stayed in New York. She couldn't find anyone she had met beforehand. The only one who was around that she knew the name of was, Maisie. Clara turned around and made her way towards the girl who was, in a way, following the rest of the contestants like a lost puppy dog. She smiled towards girl before clearing her throat. "Hi, my name's Clara. Um, I'm sorry to bother you but, you wouldn't have happened to hear what floor he said, would you? She asked as she did sign language as well. She knew there was a good chance the blonde didn't know what she was saying with her hands but, it was just a force of habit.

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Maisie's eyes wandered around the lobby. She loved observing what was going on around her and she liked looking at the architecture. The hotel lobby had beautiful furniture splayed out throughout the room so that a person could always feel comfortable. And Maisie saw the large windows that let in plenty of light, the rug that transitioned to the same color tile covering the floor, and the various plants sprouting here and there. "Wow," she whispered aloud.

Maisie looked up at the sound of Clara's voice, her blonde hair falling over her shoulders in small waves. Her hazel eyes were bright and clear as their gaze fell on Clara's face. She smiled a little nervously, but her eyes didn't show it. Her eyes wandered past Clara for a moment towards the people behind her. Then she focused back on Clara and realized that she had asked her something. "What? Sorry, I didn't hear you."

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Dennis Reed sat rigid in the back of the car, his hands forming tight fists against his thighs as he fought to control his rapidly beating heart. "Deep breathes Dennis. You'll be alright. Don't freak out... don't freak out." He had been repeating the mantra to himself for the entirety of the car ride, something the driver had noticed early on. If Dennis had been paying any attention to the man driving the car, he would have seen his eyes flicking back every so often to stare at the boy muttering in the back seat. But Dennis didn't notice, he was too busy trying to calm himself and get ready for arriving at the Four Seasons Hotel.

Why on earth he had let his mother talk him into actually going on this trip was beyond him. She had said it would do him good, help him to gain confidence and so on. Perhaps that was true, but at that moment Dennis would have preferred being safely at home in his room, watching television or playing a video game. Sure, he appreciated that the opportunity. After all he had been picked out of thousands of teenagers from all over the country, but that still didn't hide the fact that he was much more comfortable in an environment he knew.

Suddenly, much sooner than Dennis would have liked, the car pulled up beside the dreaded first hotel. The doors of the cars in front of his opened, their passengers getting out and walking over to where Erik, the big head of the whole trip, was standing with his son. Dennis was only slightly behind the other contestants, a moment of hesitation making him pause before opening his door. With a grunt his driver pointed him towards Erik and Cassius, and Dennis, with his head down and shoulders up walked over and joined the back of the group. Dennis caught the end of Erik's speech and immediately began hyperventilating again as he struggled to remember what room he was in and who he was with. "It's alright Dennis, just follow the group. It'll be fine." He told himself under his breath as he followed the group into the hotel.

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Hazel's excitement was obvious. She was finding it hard to sit still in the car and ever so often she would spout some random piece of information about a country she was set to visit with the vacation. The car's driver, a lovely middle-aged woman, nodded and smiled as Hazel rambled on, "I've never even left the country before." Hazel said, not even aware that this was the fifth time she had stated the fact. The kind driver just nodded and smiled, knowing that the young girl would undoubtedly be excited. For Hazel, this was the trip of a lifetime. Given her parents' income, she and her family had never travelled overseas. Most likely she would have had to wait until after she'd got a decent job and saved. So, understandably this was the opportunity of a lifetime.

"Here we go love." The driver said as they pulled up outside the Four Seasons. "Go on over to Mr Segovia, he'll let you know what's happening. Have a wonderful time Hun." She added, pointed towards Erik Segovia and his son. Hazel thanked her and jumped out of the car. Smoothing her skirt down, Hazel gazed around at the other contestants and fell into step with them as they made their way towards Erik Segovia and his son. "Hello, travellers! My name is Erik Segovia- and this is my son, Cassius Segovia. He will be joining you on this trip." Mr Segovia pointed to his son. "This hotel will be your home for the next two days. I trust you know your room-mates? Everyone will make their way to the hotel rooms and you will have some- how do you say it- 'chill-out' time. Get to know your room-mates, and figure out where you are all sleeping. Tomorrow is a big day, and we will all meet on floor 51's meeting room... Now go, my children. Please make your way up to floor 52."

Hazel turned towards the Four Seasons entrance and, with another spike of excitement, stepped through the entrance doors with the other members of their group. She glanced around at the other contestants, recalling most of their names. While they had all met previously at the party, she still had only first impressions to go on. Most of the contestants she thought she could get on reasonably well with. She caught sight of a boy at the back of the group, his shoulder's hunched as he followed them all. She couldn't quite remember his name, Daniel, Dillon, Dean, Dennis? She mentally shrugged, she'd learn his name in time. For now all she could remember was that the boy had stood by himself for much of the welcoming party.