MCALLISTARR, amelia eleanor

[amelia eleanor mcallistarr]

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name: amelia eleanor mcallistarr.
age: eighteen.
membergroup: resort resident.
face claim: philippa coliass.
history/personality:

I actually enjoy a good party now and again. Unfortunately, one thing I'm known for is my confidence, often being told that you shouldn't be to confident about something, and to prepare myself for the worse. Always I've been confident about my learning, especially when I have to read a essay out to the class. Of course I've always been confident and always egger to try new things out, no matter how dangerous it may be. In my fifteen years, I have tried a lot of things, even new foods. Now I have a high expectation in my food which causes me problems. Never does my confidence lacks, always at the top of the bar, but I fear the day I lack confidences, which will mean I won't want to do much.

Often experiencing stress from school work, along with a few other emotions which sometimes make me feel blue. When it comes to this, I normally feel more vulnerable than I normally would. Thinking that because I'm a girl I could become a victim of something, when I think about it to much, I can become stressed out, especially if I have a lot on my plate at the time. Being able to trust someone is hard work, especially if you hardly know them or lack trust for them. At times I believe I am trustworthy, and can keep a secret, I can really. Though I don't really like people telling me secrets, mostly in fear I'll accidentally say something and end up getting hexed for saying something. Normally if someone asks me if I can keep a secret, I either says no or pretend that I didn't hear them, just so they'll have second thoughts and won't tell me.

Never would I turn down a opportunity that would get me excited, I like to put myself on the edge, trying things that are new. In a group I am normally the loud one and intends to become the attention seeker, often trying to get attention from my fellow peers. Unfortunately the down side would be that people don't like people who try to get attention, which means few people actually give it to me. Although, I have grown out of this stage, and usually I can stop myself from making a fool out of myself. My friends are use to my loud behavior, and normally I can calm myself down when meeting new people.

I'm from California and I move to Miami with my older brother. We moved here to get away from our parents. They're the rich/strict parents, who stalk you, buy your love and we felt we needed to move. I'm quite into my music, I play piano and sing but I don't want to make a future career.

rp sample:

Thoughts rushed through her head like a broken thermometer. She didn’t know what was worse, the fact that he was a vampire, or that he had lied to her. They were close friends, and they were supposed to tell each other secrets. She used to think she could trust him, but obviously he couldn’t trust her with his deep dark secret. What was worse was she had kissed him. She didn’t regret this but she remembered his lips across her neck, and he was a vampire. The ravenclaw could have easily killed her and sucked her dry. Only a couple of days ago she was cuddled up to him, her head against his chest, and her lips on his. A shiver ran down her spine as he noticed her. First thing that ran through her mind; ’He’s going to kill me.’ The young Abercrombie knew a few things about vampires, such as they needed blood to survive. They were on the first floor, alone; it would be the perfect opportunity for him to eat her. Did that mean he was immortal or something? She knew that he didn’t burn in the sun; she’d bumped into him plenty of times when the sun was at its peak. Maybe modern vampires were different from Dracula and stuff. But that didn’t change the fact he was a vampire! The blonde’s heart rate increased, and it pumped violently inside her. She was frozen with fear, and her feet didn’t understand the word run. If her muscles were awake, she’d be halfway to the common room. Maybe even in the common room. If she had said no to her friend’s crazy idea she wouldn’t be stood here, looking at him. She couldn’t deny how handsome he was, even with blood smeared around his mouth. Ben was a killer. A beautiful killer. There was an ache in her chest, as she realized she liked a vampire. All those muggle movies, muggle books that banged on about vampires, she’d think they weren’t real, that they were made for others entertainment. But here she was stood in front of a vampire. God, what would her brother say? She wasn’t even sure if he was going to drain her blood, or not. It was a fifty: fifty chance.

This was big, and no one would believe her if she told them. Who would believe her? Did this mean that werewolves were real too? That they were wondering around the castle walls? Tori wanted to curl up in a bowl and cry. From what seemed like a possible future relationship had turned into a complicated one. She didn’t know what she was going to do. She knew in the future if she saw him in the hallways, she’d be scared. She wouldn’t know what to do. He took a few steps toward her, and Tori slowly took a few steps backwards. She didn’t want to get to close to him, in fear her blood would end up across his mouth. It was a simple question. What was she doing here? Unfortunately, her mouth felt dry and she couldn’t quite get the words out. “I er, I well, I cut myself on, on a bit of stone. She stuttered slightly and her eyes glistened with fear. She tried to calm herself, but the two major emotions she was feeling were starting to mix. Anger and Fear. She didn’t know what to do, she couldn’t run now, if she did he might kidnap her and eat her to protect his secret identity. Tori avoided eye contact, and slowly slipped her hand into her robe pocket and grasped hold of her eight inch solid oak wand. If he tried anything, she certainly wouldn’t take pleasure in hexing him.

“When did you plan on telling me then? That you was some kind of, some sort of monster?” She hissed, cocking a eyebrow. “Or was you planning on making me your desert?” She raised her voice slightly and took another step back. She didn’t know what to think. Was it possible he had kissed her and made her feel special because he was going to do something terrible to her? It was terrifying. Being stood near a vampire, and the amount of times he had crossed her mind was countless.