Post by hanz on Nov 23, 2007 13:04:54 GMT -5
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Name: Jemm Diaz
Gender: Female
Age&&Year: 17 & Junior
Desired Clique: Dolce
Family:
Terenzo Diaz; in prison for child abuse.
Catherine Diaz; deceased
Personality:
{ loyal
A friend is a friend, and that's till the end. And if your a friend of Jemm you can expect her to be the loyalist person in the world. Fighting with anybody who upsets her friends, and would give her own life if she had to. People could say she was slightly obsessed, yet friendship is the most important thing in the world to Jemm.
{ flirtatious
A problem she has. Or a gift as some people might put it. But either way, Jemm spends a lot of her time flirting. If with an attractive male, the chance are Jemm will flirt with him. Purely for fun and nothing more.
{ happy-go-lucky
Jemm always seems to be happy, she doesn't like to dampen other people mood with hers. So she is always seen as happy. If something goes wrong, Jemm will be able to find a good part of it. Every cloud has a silver lining, or so it says.
{ emotional
Jemm tends to keep all her emotions bottled up and doesn't tell anybody anything. It makes it all so much easier that way. And really it would be selfish to burden other people with her problems. As she said, they're Jemm's problems, and nobody else needs to know about them!
History:
Catherine and Terenzo Stefani were a fairly average family. Happy, young and loved each other.
Terenzo was Italian, born in Milan and moving to England when it came to studying at university. He soon spoke the English language almost fluent, only slipping up now and again.
Catherine was born in a well of, yet not rich, English family. She was a straight a student, and all her time was spent in the library studying. She got many offers for universities, and accepted only one.
Which happened, to be the same university as Terenzo.
They met in there first year. Soon becoming good friends, often studying together and going out for drinks. It was only in there last year that they started dating. Casual drinks and stuff. Nobody believed they would continue dating after they left the university, yet they did. The two young lovers bought a flat together, later releasing the news they were getting married.
The marriage was a traditional one, a church, white dress and reception. And they were finally happy.
Three years later Catherina found she was pregnant. Everybody was happy. A young Stefani, what could possibly be better than that! They baby presents came thick and fast, possible names flying to one and other. And it was all they could talk about for the upcoming nine months. Until the day came, yet things didn’t go exactly to plan. The baby, young Jemm was born. Yet Catherine died in child birth, living only long enough to name the child ‘Jemm Louise’.
And from that day on, Terenzo lived in pain. To look at Jemm brought him pain. She had killed his one true love. She had ended his wife’s live. Jemm was the one who had put him in this pain. Terenzo resented the child. Why couldn’t have it died instead of Catherine. Anything but Catherine, who had been his sun, stars and everything else that mattered.
As the child grew up, she wasn’t nearly as beautiful as Catherine, but it was obvious Jemm was her mother’s daughter. It brought back memories to even look at her. By the time Jemm was five she could expect beating every time she was at home. The bruises on her arms and legs never disappeared. Yet Terenzo was careful, being sure that Jemm would be able to cover up the obvious damage of the bruises. But each time somebody noticed, she continued the lie her father had taught her. “I fell over…” or "I walked into a door..."And nobody would ever question a five year olds honesty.
As she grew up, she became accustomed to the beating, and expected noting less from her father. And throughout all the pain and misery, Jemm still loved him. As he was the only member of family she had. And the beating continued. Until one day Jemm came home expecting the usual beating, and she got it. Yet her father had been drinking, and was thoroughly drunk. He ended up stabbing her with a kitchen knife. Jemm lost a lot of blood, and even if Terenzo hated her to the end of the world and back, he couldn’t let her die. So he through Jenifer out on the streets, where she was picked up only minute later by their kind neighbors and taken to hospital. She was in surgery for twenty eight hours. And Jemm almost died. But after many stitched and cuts later, she was taken out of the operation theater and put on life support. Her status, severe but stable.
The police had to question Jemm as soon as she awoke. And for the first time Jenifer didn’t lie about her father. She told the police the truth, whole truth, and nothing but the truth. And they believed her. Terenzo was sentenced and put in prison charged with child abuse.
Jemm was then shipped out to america and put in a childrens home. She wasn't exactly rich there, yet not exactly poor either. And so she was able to buy what she needed. When she was old enough she began to attend Dayton Academy, and had her own dorm there. Meaning she wasn't in a childrens home any more! And Jemm's still there now.
Picture&&Celebrity:
Becky Lou Filip
Appearance:
{ hair
Jemm has shoulder length auburn hair, almost brown. It curls slightly at her shoulders. She often straigtens it, and wakes up early every morning to do that. She has experimented with hair dies and extensions in the past, but she decided to keep her hair it's natural color. That and the bright pink extencions with bleched blond hair got her a lot of strange looks. So now she just has her natural auburn hair, normally adorned with a head band or a couple of clips.
{ eyes
A pale blue color. Which some what draw people to her face. She normally outlines them in a lot of eyeliner. So as to draw people away from the rest of her face. She's experimented with colored contacts in the past; but Jemm decided to stick with her natural blue and to stop herself looking like a zombie or such.
{ nose
A fairly average thing. Not much to say about it. It's not a button shapped nose, which many people would die for. Neither the beak some people have been cursed with. Not upturned or covered in spots. Just a plain and simple thing, which matches the rest of her face and directs attention to her striking eyes.
{ smile
Cute. That's a simple word to describe it. Flirty, there's another. And sexy could be a yet another. It depends what state of mind she's in. Jemm can act cute and sweet if she wants something. Flirty, if she wants some fun. Or sexy, if she wants somebody. Flirty is the phase her smile stays in most of the time, as that is fun, and normally gets Jemm what she wants and who she wants.
{ eyebrows
A brown color, not auburn like her hair. Yet a very close color as Jemm's hair is almost brown anyway. The match, what ever colors. So it's not like she has brigh pink hair and ginger eyebrows. Her eyebrows curve over her eyes, and have been carefully plucked to Jemm's desire. They look natural, unlike some girls which are pratically drawn on!
{ complexion
Jemm's been blessed with a clear complexion, and spots may occure here and there. Yet are not completely covering her face. She doesn't have to wear three inches of foundation to cover her skin, and Jemm simply goes with a natural look.
{ faceshape
An oval shaped face, not quite circle or heart shaped, but close. Her hair frames it naturally, and although her face is oval, it's not long. It again matched the rather natural style of her face, thus making her eyes stand out even more.
{ figure
Slim and petite. All naturally though, no dieting for Miss Diaz! She can eat like a horse and not put on any weight, it's part of who she is. Jemm's 5"2', rather short for her age. Yet it doesn't seem to bother her to much. Great presants come in small packages!
{ feet
Small, only an English size 5. It matches her height though, and stops her falling over her feat due to there size, or lack of it. They're also rather thin feat, an English 'C', and it has always been a trial for Jemm buying shoes, yet as she's got older it's got better, as Jemm's begun to buy shoes from special websites & shops for thin feet.
{ hands
Small and rather petite. When Jemm was younger she used to have short chubby fingers, and it could be hard to write and such. But as she grew older, Jemm's fingers grew a little, and slimmed down. When she was younger, Jemm had always wished for long, pianist's fingers. But as Jemm grew older, and her height stayed the same, she decided that it wouldn't really match her height having long slim fingures. And became content with her petite ones.
{ nails
Always carefully manicured or pedicured. It's what something jemm takes pride in, her manicures. Having been practising them for over seven years, they have got rather...well extremly, good. Jemm has decided that for a saturday job she could easily get a job in a beauty salon. Yet she yet has to pass her test to prove she's allowed to
{ style
A fashionable one. Normally consisting of a pair of skinny jeans and some pair of boots. A knitted cap also features high in her wardrobe. Fashion is a thing which features highly in her life. Unlike some of the other girls in other cliques however, her world is not ruled by fashion. It's a hobbie, sure. But not a profession!
N O W Y O U[/u]
Name: Hannah, Hanz or Hanziie.
Age: yes...
Gender: female
Chase is: confused
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Things won't ever be the same, huh Iz? You should go back to the castle. Warm-up, get your thoughts straight, call an Order meeting....
Isabella simply listened and nodded. Suppressing shivers, and trying, above all, not to cry. She would have, if it had been normal circumstances, said it was just the same as normal. Yet these were not normal circumstances, and this was James. And she knew, above all people, she could not lie to James. The two people Isabella had never been able to lie to. Xander, her brother, and an obvious guess. And James, her best friend of seven or more years.
I'm not resigning from the Order Izzy, but I don't know what to do with it anymore.
Izzi simply nodded again. That had been the problem. They had not had a clue what to do with the order. There followers had gone into hiding, and there was know way to track them down. They had know way of finding out what was happening out of Hogwarts apart from the Prophet. And that, always, lied. The other option was post, yet you could never tell if your letter was to be intercepted.
Before we go back to the castle...
Isabella looked up with a start, trying hard to conceal the look of joy in her face. We? We! That meant that James was coming with her. And once he was in the castle, she could persuade him to stay, one way or another! Or lock him in a cage, but she doubted he'd take to kindly to that. And then, that moment, that second of happiness had gone, and was left with the emotionless atmosphere it had been before. And she looked back up at James, listening to his words.
Here...I meant to give this to you on your Birthday Iz, but...I think that you should have it now. Not that it means anything anymore. uhm...Happy Birthday Iz
Isabella looked curiously at the box laid out on his hand, taking it tentatively, she opened it. Her fingers fumbling with the clasp. And what lay behind the lid, took her breath away. Quite literally. It was stunning. A necklace, thin silver chain and moonstone pendant. The pendant depicted a leopard and a wolf running together, and on the back, the words. "Within a dream, lies the truth of friendship". Carefully taking the pendant from the box, she turned it carefully, watching the light dance of it gracefully. Tying the clasp, and letting it drop down around her neck, she finally looked up at James. And she realized, that even if it could never be the same again. And even if she could never trust again. She could never live without James. Who was, the one person who had always been there for her.
Reaching up, she threw her arms around his neck "Thank you," she whispered, not letting go. A sign of affection, and a way so as to not let him see her tears.