Post by CHARLOTTE VALENTINA EVERMORE on Jan 27, 2011 19:12:38 GMT -8
charlotte valentina evermore
seventeen - senior - student - heterosexual
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Personality
Shy is a statement in which you are to afraid to talk to those around you, possibly fearing rejection and more inportantly someone who is not sure if they should show their true colors. Therefore, we have Charlotte Valentina Evermore. She is quiet and usually to herself in a crowd. She is shy, to herself, staying out of peoples way and even going as far as to be the wallpaper on the wall. She just doesn't like being the point of gossip.
Smart and Mature, to things people notice that can be related to each other. When your mature, your smart about what your doing. But when your smart, you can't really be sure if your mature cause no matter what you can make some really stupid, but smart, choices. Charlotte Valentina Evermore is a very smart and mature girl, who will very well tell a right answer in every class if she raised her hand in it.
Under all this sweet girl, there is always a bad girl lurking in wait. Charlotte, although a very shy, quiet polite girl can be the biggest bitch of the nile. If ever you yell and curse at her to a point, she'll snap and her sweet-girl ways turn to a raging bitch that'll show you where to stick your slick remarks. But only if you bitch her out first. She does hold gudges, but she will forgive and forget soon enough.
History
Annie Fae Evermore was 20 when she was raped by a 40 some old man. Annie Evermore was your normal single mother. After nine months, she had a beautiful little girl, in which she named Charlotte Valentina Evermore. Annie's reason for her daughter's name was this. Annie's mother, who had helped through out the pregnancy, was named Charlotte and hensh Charlotte's first name. For Charlotte's middle name, her great grandmother on her grandpa's side was named Valentina. Therefore, Charlotte Valentina Evermore was named. For the first few years of young Charlotte's life she was a beautiful little curly black haired terror. But the little girl was always shy, running away from anyone that even tryed to say hello to her.
Charlotte's early years, were spent in school where people left her alone. When she got older, around grade 6, a few boys started noticing her, but she tried to hide it by wearing big black sweaters. THAT was a big turn off to those boys, and they left her alone. She aged slowly through those few years, but soon, as she got to High School she started wearing more up to date fashion styles.
Now in her senior year, she is opening up to the people around her and trying to make more friends.
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Wow, they just disappeared. Mental note James has his father's cloak! Charlotte Creevey, a fifteen year old girl, stood with her head held high. She knew that the others didn't like her that much, maybe because she was always digging around for answers on the Great Harry Potter. But she didn't care. She watched James Potter move off with Frank Longbottom and her eyes watched as they disappeared. She jumped a little, opening her mouth stating rather quietly.
"Did you know, that Harry Potter and his best mate Ronald Weasley used that cloak to sneak around the castle a lot. I know, my daddy told me stories about it." She clicked her tongue as if the fact had been well know to those around her. But she knew they might of not know, seeing as James had rightfully stolen the cloak. Has a nice bum, mental note taken. She remembered what she saw before the cloak had been thrown over the two older boys.
When James appeared out of thin air, as did Frank, she watched one of the older boys run to wards the tree. Charlotte inhaled sharply, her eyes watching every muscle, bone, flesh of Frank. She was a Gryffindor, and even though she appear, odd, she would never want a fellow house-mate to get hurt. She tensed. James was covered by his cloak again, she knew her eyes had slide from Frank for only half a second, and in that time, Frank had disappeared again!
She slapped her hands over her mouth to make sure that Frank had not been crushed by the tree that seemed to be a tense phase. Was it alright? Did it get hurt? She huffed out the breath she hadn't notice she was holding, her heart beating fast. God, what if she missed it and got squished! She was shaking slightly, but she put on a brave face. "I can go this. I'm a Gryffindor!" She hissed to herself, looking at the tree with a knew determination. Oh, she was ready for it.
She was under James cloak in a second, and was so close to start questioning him about his dad when she moved closer. Her heart pounding. She heard his instructions 'there's a knot at the trunk of the tree. you have to press it to gain access.' he had said and when the cloak was lifted from her head she bolted for the secret passage. She bolted and did a slide, much like a man would do in baseball. She just managed to hit the knot when she came to a rolling stop in the tunnel.
The second she was able to move she climbed up through the hole in the roof and into the basement of the shack. Making quick time, she bolted up the stairs in a nosy kinda of way, before huffing at the open door. She looked up, Frank was in a seat and with a quick movement, she lifted her head and sat next to him. Her smile was wide and wild. Like she had just broken into a bank, got away and never got caught. "I'm so excited!" She whispered, knowing frank would hear her!
