JONES, isabella rebecca

[isabella rebecca jones]

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PERSONALITY... LIKES boys tea parties music control neatness orginization chick flicks parties attention money real friends shopping holding hands reading modeling DISLIKES school drinking liars drugs paparazzi dentists doctors cursing angry people math cheating boys people who use her for money committing not being noticed cat fights HABITS twirls her hair when she talks to people has to have nailpolish on or shell bite her nails. walks like a model always dresses appropriately needs to wear lip gloss QUIRKS over controlling loyal determined optimistic loving SECRETS aspires to become a model wants a huge family someday cares too much about her body size. FEAR She's afraid people will use her for her money She's afraid she wont be able wh oloves her and who loves the money and fame. . APPEARANCE... eye colour. skin colour, height, weight, clothing style, piercings, birth marks, tattoo's... EYE COLOUR baby blue SKIN: White HEIGHT 5"1 (really 5"0 but she says 5"1 to make herself feel better) WEIGHT 110lbs STYLE girly OTHER n/a HISTORY... Porcelain dolls. That's often what Isabella is compared to. Why? Not because she's flawless, after all she's only human. However, her soft blonde locks fall just below her breasts and is generally worn curled into large waves or straightened. Her eyes are her most prominent feature, the bright blue stands out noticeably against her soft, pale skin. Often times her eyes are relatively guarded, only because she knows she's overly popular and doesn't want to be too easily taken advantage of. She isn't much height wise, standing at a simple 5"1 (and that's technically giving her an inch) and weighing no more than 110lbs, Isabella really isn't overly intimidating. In fact, were she not so pretty and firm with her decisions she'd be very easy to take advantage of. Style wise, Isabella is really easily described. She often dresses in clothing that fits her body but still hangs slightly. She's often seen with a beanie hat on and almost never wear's heels. because she's so infatuated with photography, she almost always has a camera around her next or even paint on her face from working too hard in art class. Bella's personality is rather easily summed up. Despite her popularity, Bella is rather innocent. She attends parties, however refuses to drink. She can associate with people who are drunk and those who have tried drugs, but she's never taken part in such activities herself. Furthermore, she's also extremely virginal. She's never even really kissed a boy, she's holding out for someone who actually cares about her and not her financial status or even popularity status. She loves to party though, just soberly. She's bubbly and easily excited, nothing can really get her down because of how ridiculously optimistic she is. That being said however, she does have a temper and she does know how to stand up for herself. Her temper is a rare sight, however. She just tends to bottle the vast majority of her emotions up and explode on the first person who angers her. Because of her financial status, she has a hard time trusting people. Everyone knows she has her parents money and will really never be in need of working too much, and therefore its not unheard of for certain people to attempt to take advantage of her kindness. Once she lets you into her life though, there are very few things that can make her change her mind. she's a very passionate, loving person. she tends to be somewhat eccentric and a little control-freak-ish. She didn't get to the top by just batting her lashes and being sweet, she does have a sour side. People know she's not only pretty, but spicy. She has an attitude when she needs to, but for the most part she's really rather sweet. Bella's life has never been super eventful. She was born into a rather well off family. Her father, a rather successful director, met her mother onset one morning. Her mother was auditioning for a role as a dancer in a film and he hired her because she was rather attractive. From there, they tended to meet one another almost all the time and soon ended up married. The marriage was rushed, but they soon became a power couple that the media almost always paid attention to. When she became pregnant, after many tries, the media had a feast. Isabella was born and she then became their focus. She showed no extraordinary talent and more often then not tended to be juggled from nanny to nanny, however she was always a happy and stunning little girl. Her eyes never seemed to shed a tear that wasn't called for. As she developed she began to draw, her drawings were always obscure and rather pretty. Soon her mother put her into lessons, and those art lessons evolved into photography lessons as well. She was always artsy, and sociable. She began attending parties in ninth grade and quickly started climbing the ladder. Her lack of boyfriends has always been a worry of her mothers. In truth, Bella's just mildly afraid of getting that close to someone. She's never been overly close to either of her parents as they're always busy with new movies and other celebrity things. More often than not both her parents are gone, leaving Bella alone in a large home. She'd never complain about it, but occasionally she does grow lonely. Currently she's living at home with her nanny, though she doesn't require much help at all. She's very independent, and very social. She's always out and about, attending parties and get togethers. She avoids publicity outside of school as much as possible, never being one to enjoy paparazzi. She's only really super popular because of who her parents are and what the articles have said about her, but in all honesty Bella would never really complain [/style][style= width: 188px; height: 100px; background-color: #bda194; font-family: arial; text-align: justify; font-size: 09px; color: #656565; border-top: #bda194 2px solid; border-bottom: #bda194 2px solid; padding-left: 3px; padding-right: 3px; overflow: auto;]Fiona walked to center stage hesitantly. Her heart was pounding loudly in her ear, which was all she could hear. The judges watched her, she knew they knew how worried she was, how fearful she was. This was her dream. This was her future. She had to make. She would make it. She inhaled, deeply, closing her eyes only momentarily. She bit her lip, “Fiona Marie Johnson” She stated in a loud, clear voice. “I’m auditioning for three classes this year.” When asked which three, she paused. Was she really ready for this? There was no going back now. “Acting, Ballet, and Singing.” The judges nodded and she curtsied. They cued music, and she instantly lost all her fears. Her ballet shoes were tied and laced, and her hair pinned back. She knew what to do. She started in first, moved to second, pirouette. She kept her facial expressions calm; she knew the jump was coming up. The music hit its climax and she fell, purposefully, making it look big as to not confuse them. She slipped into the splits, did a roll, and then pushed herself up with ease. This was all old news to her. She’d done it before a thousand times. It was time for the leap. She swallowed hard and ran for it. With a huff she bounded in the air, still light as a feather as a ballerina should be, her legs spread wide in the splits. When she landed, she landed in second position, careful that her feet were pointing the correct way. She’d completed her dance audition. She heard the three judges applaud, and curtsied appropriately. Moving to the microphone, her breathing loud, she smiled. “Was it okay?” She asked hesitantly, the shrugged and motioned for them to start playing for her vocal audition. She breathed deeply, and then started singing. “Somewhere over the rainbow” She’d chosen this song due to its wide vocal range, she knew that she needed a song that would showcase how high she could go, and how low she could go. It was only required that she sing through the first verse, and half the chorus. And so she did. And that was all she needed to do. They waved her away, telling her they’d count her dance as both her acting and dance audition and that they’d call her if she was accepted into the college. Fiona left with a stomach full of butterfly’s, and eyes full of hope.

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