Post by evelyn on Oct 22, 2011 23:30:19 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style, background-image:url(http://lh4.ggpht.com/-LWSqSNpIToc/TYZTxT60WjI/AAAAAAAAAUg/kX0kRj5ZB6k/BlackWood.jpg); width: 437px; padding-top: 30; padding-bottom: 30;] THE EVELYN JO DONNOLY EDITION  SIXTEEN , JUNIOR, TRANSFER , MELANIE IGLESIAS "HELLO THERE. I'M SO GLAD YOU MADE IT HERE TODAY, BUT I'VE SEEM TO FORGOTTEN WHAT YOUR NAME WAS, IT WAS PAT... OR SOMETHING, RIGHT? NO, WELL, WHY DON'T YOU TELL ME IT THEN? FIRST, MIDDLE AND LAST, PLEASE. OH, AND PLEASE DO TELL ME ANY SCRUMPTIOUS NICKNAMES." Evelyn flashed a smile towards the interviewer, tucking a few strands of her dark brown hair behind her ear, showing off her diamond studs. "Thank you, I'm happy to be here." She said, her warm eyes brightening, loving the spotlight. "My name is Evelyn Jo Donnoly. My mother was set on naming me after her great-grandmother which is why my name sounds straight from the 1920s..." She laughed, adjusting in the seat to get more comfortable. "Most of my friends call me Ev for short. At least my friends back home do, I don't have many here since I just transferred." "I HAVE TO SAY, THAT'S QUITE A NAME YOU GOT THERE. I DON'T THINK I'VE HEARD IT BEFORE. TELL ME, HAVE YOU ALWAYS LIVED IN PORTLAND OR HAVE YOU COME FROM SOMEWHERE ELSE?" "It is pretty unique. I used to always wish that I was named Britney or Jessica like all of the other girls, but now I love being original." She finished, nodding and smiling warmly. "Well, like I mentioned, I'm a transfer student. I just recently moved here from Tampa, Florida. I've always lived in big cities, but I won't lie... I miss the sunshine." Evelyn shrugged, her eyebrows raising. "Anyway, Daddy was promoted and moved to Portland as CMO of his corporation. That is, Chief Marketing Officer. It is a big deal for him, but I really miss my place in Tampa." She drew her lower lip between her teeth, a sad look on her face. "Well, I suppose I can re-create myself here." "OH, I DIDN'T MEAN TO MAKE YOU FEEL UNCOMFORTABLE. HERE, LET'S LIGHTEN UP THE TOPIC A LITTLE BIT. OUT OF ALL OF THE WORDS IN THE WORLD, WHICH FIVE DESCRIBE YOU BEST AND WHY?" Evelyn's sad look was soon replaced with a thankful smile. "Describe myself in five words? Well that isn't too hard." Her forehead creased as she thought, "Well... I suppose I'm pretty quirky. I do a lot of things that others wouldn't. For example, I can break out into accents at random. Oh, you want an example?" Laughing and sitting up a bit straighter, "Alright, I'll do my cockney accent for ya." Clearing her throat, she continues, "Can I 'ave a drin' a wa'er, an a li'le bi' of breab wiv a bi' of bu'er on i'." Raising her eyebrows with the tilt of her head, "That is a difficult accent to understand because they like to forget syllables. I can also do Irish, Australian, Spanish, Texan, and a slight Indian accent." Waving her hand, dismissing that topic, "Anyway, I do a lot of strange things, I guess. I love to dance and sing, plus I'm pretty 'out there' when it comes to fashion. Sometimes I'll dress up and look really nice and some days I'll wear something completely random." Once again, her arched brows tugged together as she thought of another word to describe herself. "I'm... reckless. I am someone that loves to have fun. If something is the slightest bit dangerous, usually I'm there. I just would hate to be the person sitting on the sidelines when something important is happening! We are only young once, right? Why waste it being safe?" Shrugging, "That's how I see it, I guess." "Along with that comes spontaneous" She nodded, clearly agreeing that this word describes her. "I am not a planner at all. I never know what I'm doing that day or week, I just go with the flow. If nothing is going on, usually I make something happen. I hate having nothing to do or being bored, which has been a lot lately. I really need to start making friends... it just takes me a while to break out of my shell. I'm really shy at first, but that usually doesn't last very long!" Sighing, running her thin fingers in her long hair, she grins, "This is harder than I thought... um, something bad about me is that I tend to care what others think of me. Is there a specific word for that? I've noticed that this school has a bit of a hierarchy and I can't help but to want to be a part of the top dogs. I want to be liked and sometimes I'll do things that I shouldn't just to fit in. I know, I know... we all got the talk about peer pressure in fourth grade. I just... like to be liked. That isn't always a bad thing, right? It definitely goes for boys also. I am the biggest flirt and I like guys to want to be around me. To call me pretty and sexy. To find me better than the other girls. Oh god, that sounds horrible, doesn't it? Ok, scratch all that..." "One more, huh?" Evelyn closed her eyes and wrinkled her nose, trying to think of a good word. "I'd say I'm ambitious. I have a lot of goals that I want to accomplish. And yes, I do have a bucketlist. Like I said, I like to live in the moment, but I have things that I want to accomplish before I die. Some things include graduating, going to college, working overseas, and starting a family. We'll see how those go." "I'M NOT GOING TO LIE. YOU SEEM LIKE QUITE THE CATCH. I'M SURE YOU'RE ALWAYS BUSY, HUH? DO YOU LIKE WATCHING TELEVISION OR KNITTING? WHY DON'T YOU TELL US A LITTLE BIT ABOUT YOURSELF?" "Awh, well thank you! Are you just saying that because I admitted that I like people to like me?" Laughing and rolling her brown eyes, she waved off the comment. "Well, I don't really like to watch much television, although I do have some shows that I record and watch when I have time. Some of those shows are: Jersey Shore, Vampire Diaries, The Office, and Glee. Don't judge me!!" Cracking her knuckle, a nervous habit, she continued, "I love to dance. I was put into ballet since I was old enough to walk! I've moved more into the contemporary and hip hop now, but I went through dance school in Tampa until I moved here. I'm hoping to find a good studio in Portland, or that school has a dance club. If not, maybe I'll start one! I love music, though I have no talent at all. I can't sing or play an instrument... maybe that is why I took up dancing." "I always wanted to be an actress, but I'm not very good at pretending to be someone I'm not. Also, I'm really bad at memorizing, which doesn't help when it comes to scripts. I don't really like the whole... stereotype of the drama kids anyway. Ok, I know that sounds terrible. But like I said, I think I just am drawn to the more... popular people? I was considered pretty cool back in Tampa, so I can't help but want to fit into that crowd here." "There are a lot of things that I don't like... I really don't like the overly religious people. You know, the people that gather around the flag pole to pray all the time? Who are they even praying to, our Founding Fathers? Come on... I mean, of course I respect their beliefs, but I don't like it when I'm always being asked to be "saved" or whatever. Who do they think they are? Superman? Uh! Sorry, that just really frustrates me... I also don't like debates. I am terrible at arguing things - I'm more of a passive aggressive. If I don't agree with you, you'll know it, but I won't go on screaming or trying to make points against you... It isn't like arguments or debates ever actually change anyone's opinion." "I'd like to think that I have some strengths. Being a dancer is one of them. I'm a pretty bad ass cook, if you ask me. My family is Cuban so I can make some pretty authentic food. I am pretty emotionally led, which is both a strength and a weakness I think. You know when you meet a person who is all about logic and reason, who never steps out of the box? You can just tell that they will be an accountant or something... well, I follow my heart and because of that, I usually put my entire self into everything I decide to do." "I figured this was coming... I've got a ton of weaknesses, just like every other person on the planet. I care too much about others' opinions, I can be extremely narcissistic, and I sometimes put others down to make myself feel better. I'm stubborn, selfish, insecure, and overly-emotional. My kryptonite would have to be guys though. I want them to like me so I'll be flirtatious and sometimes I can over do things. Once I did drugs with a guy to get him to like me. It didn't work, but it did make it easier for him to get into my pants." Evelyn sighed, frustrated. "I just don't know how to be okay with being alone. That is another weakness. I'm very dependent. But... we all have room to grow, right?" "YOU SOUND PRETTY FEARLESS, BUT THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING YOU'RE AFRAID OF. ANY JUICY SECRETS?" Evelyn brought her pointer finger to her lips, tapping it gently against her slick lip gloss, thinking. "Well, I'm afraid of a lot of things, but I'm terrified of never being good enough. I want to be the best dancer, so I spend hours in the studio. I want to be a good student, so I can get scholarships for college. I want to be the best girlfriend so that I can get married and start a family someday. I just hate to think that I'm not... enough for something. Anything. That is why I always put my heart into everything, but it hurts so badly if I fail at it." Evelyn chuckled, "Juicy secrets? Well... in Tampa I was at this party. Everyone was really drunk, including me, and this guy that I was interested in wanted me to try ecstasy. I was in a good mood anyway, so I decided to try it out with him. No, I don't think it was rape or anything, because I never said 'no'. But that was when I lost my virginity. I think my biggest secret is that I wish I could take it back..." "DON'T TAKE THIS THE WRONG WAY, BUT ARE YOU GAY? I MEAN, IT WASN'T SOMETHING YOU SAID OR ANYTHING. I'M JUST A CURIOUS OLD BADGER. UM. WHAT DO YOU FIND ATTRACTIVE? IS THAT BETTER? I GUESS YOU DON'T HAVE TO ANSWER IF YOU DON'T WANT TO." "Oh my god!" Evelyn laughed, a genuine, full laugh. "No, no, no... I'm not gay. Although, there has been the occasional make out sessions with other girls, but usually it was to get the attention from a group of guys. There is nothing bisexual or anything about me though! I'm all straight. Promise!" "Hm. My type of guy would be... tall, dark, muscular, and handsome. I love the football players or jocks. Anyone with abs, really. There is something so sexy about someone with muscles! It just makes me feel more safe, I suppose. I love guys with dark hair and blue eyes! I need a guy to also be intelligent though too. I can't stand talking to someone that doesn't have a brain. Usually I tend to go towards a guy who is somewhat rational, because I need someone to balance me out. I like a guy to be protective and chivalrous. A 'take me on a first date and kiss me on my doorstep' kind of guy! But... I won't lie, I'm extremely attracted to the mysterious bad boy stereotype. You know, the guy that is lurking with a cigarette in his mouth, getting on his motorcycle to do God only knows what." "ALRIGHT, ENOUGH WITH THE HEAVY STUFF. LET'S TALK ABOUT... MUSIC. I THINK YOU MENTIONED SOMETHING ABOUT POP OR HIP HOP EARLIER. WHAT KIND OF MUSIC DO YOU LIKE? RAP, COUNTRY, JAZZ? WHAT ARE YOUR TOP FIVE MOST PLAYED SONGS ON ITUNES?" "Heavy stuff? Oh, no, I love talking about boys." Evelyn giggled and rolled her eyes from the stereotypical girl reaction. "Alright, I love music and yes, I did mention hip hop! I'm glad that you were listening." She flashed a million-dollar smile. "I genuinely like almost all types of music, except that scream rock stuff. I listen to anything from country to rap to 80s rock. My favorites would be Dave Matthews, Counting Crows, Matchbox Twenty, and Mat Kearney though. I love alternative. I also like acoustic covers. I'll admit that I bought the acoustic CD that Justin Bieber came out with. I'm a sucker for a guitar or piano. However, I love dancing to songs by Usher, Nicki Minaj, or Chris Brown. They make such catchy songs with awesome beats! And who doesn't like the Black Eyed Peas??" "Right now, my iTunes is extremely random. My top five songs are: Pumped Up Kicks by Foster the People, Fast Cars and Freedom by Rascal Flatts, Beast Mode by B.O.B., Who Dat Girl by Flo Rida, and Bittersweet Symphony by The Verve. I know, pretty random, right? Well... I can explain! For one, Pumped Up Kicks is a damn catchy song. I know it is kinda depressing and the band is horrible live, but I just like the sound. I love Rascal Flatts ever since I saw them in concert two years ago, and Fast Cars and Freedom is my favorite song! I always listen to it when I need to get in a better mood. Which has been a lot lately. Beast Mode just makes me feel like a bad ass. I can rap all of the words, by the way. Um... Who Dat Girl is just a song that I made a dance to. It's kinda sexy. And Bittersweet Symphony is a great song. Uhh... yeah!" "LISTENING TO MUSIC LIKE THAT? YOU'RE SURE TO BE A STAR IN THE NEAR FUTURE. YOU SEEM LIKE A WELL-ROUNDED YOUNG PERSON, MY DEAR. WHERE DO YOU FIND YOURSELF TO BE IN FIVE YEARS FROM NOW?" "You can tell that I'll be a star from my music? Great!!" Evelyn nodded, impressed. "Thank you, I'd like to think I'm well-rounded. Well, I said that I was ambitious. I suppose you want to hear about my grand plans? Here we go!" "The first thing on my list is to graduate high school with a 3.5 GPA. Ok, it's harder than you'd think! Right now I have a 3.24 as a junior. I need to get my ass in gear! I just want to graduate with honors, really... but I doubt that it will happen, especially now that I transferred. After graduation, I'd love to go to college. I am realistic enough to know that I probably won't go to Harvard or Yale, but it would be awesome to go to UCLA for dance. I want to work over seas for a nonprofit. I'm not sure which one yet, but I think it would be awesome to spend a year in another country just helping people. Um... eventually I'd like to get married and travel the world, then settle down in some small town and raise a family. I'd be a dance instructor who would stay home with the children... so yeah, those are my plans, but we all know how plans change." "IF IT MEANS ANYTHING, I'LL BE ROOTING FOR YOU WHEN THE TIME COMES. I'M SURE YOUR PARENTS WILL TOO. SPEAKING OF YOUR PARENTS, WHY DON'T YOU TELL US THEIR NAMES AND WHAT YOU THINK OF THEM! DO YOU HAVE ANY SIBLINGS, PETS, OTHER RELATIVES?" "Of course, my family is very supportive! Although, Dad has this idea that I should be a business woman. The thought makes me want to throw up... Anyway, my mom's name is Vanessa Esperanza Castillo-Donnoly and my dad's name is Michael David Donnoly. Suprisingly, they have made it 24 years without getting divorced. I am so thankful for that and it's a sad thing that having married parents is so rare. However, they do have their issues. Dad likes to put work above anything, which is part of the reason why he moved our entire family here even though we wanted to stay in Tampa. He's great, I love my father, it's just that... I'm not very close with him. He's always busy with paperwork or something. My mother is wonderful. She's my best friend. When I have my heart broken, she's always the one I go to first. Whenever I do something wrong, I'm not afraid to go to her and tell her. She's incredible! It's mostly because of her that I'm more artistic than business-minded. She's a painter and photographer. She has always inspired me! I have one older brother - his name is Derrick. Derrick is... well, your stereotypical jock. He played all the sports in high school. He was part of the reason why I was popular at home. Derrick came through with all of his talent and I followed. The Donnoly's were always very talented. Derrick had sports, I have dance... Dad has his company, Mom has her art. We all have our little niches. Derrick and I weren't the best siblings growing up. He was always messing with me and making fun of me. But as we grew older, we became closer. I love Derrick and I wish he came to Portland with us. Instead, he's being an all-star at college." "OH, I SEE. WELL, WE'RE RUNNING OUT OF TIME. WHY DON'T WE WRAP THIS UP WITH YOUR STORY? HOW DID YOU END UP IN PORTLAND, OREGON?" "Okay, okay... I know, I tend to ramble. Alright, how I ended up in Portland. I'll give you the short story - you can ask more if you'd like. So my father, who is obsessed with being promoted and being successful, first moves to Tampa. He was only twenty-three at the time and just graduated from Duke. That's where he met my mother, Esperanza Castillo. Yes, her first name is Vanessa, but they all go by their middle names. It is a latin thing. Anyway! She moved to America from Cuba and was on a student visa. My father fell in love with her and they both were married. They lived in Tampa ever since, raising my brother Derrick and then me. Derrick moved to Alabama because he was offered a full-ride to play college football. I was just going into high school when this happened. Being fourteen years old and a freshman, I already had to live up to the Donnoly legacy. I started doing things that just wasn't... me. Drinking and drugs, sex and gossip. It wasn't the life that I necessarily wanted, but I did get a lot of attention. Some good, but mostly bad. I was popular though. Finally, as a junior, I was going to be an upperclassmen. I could have ruled the school, but my father had to get this promotion and move to Oregon! Out of any place in the world, here we are in Portland and I have to start all over. Maybe I can stay away from those things that I regret... but I don't know. I liked being noticed." ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE I'm back. That thought has been echoing in the young Marine's head for the past few hours that he stepped on American soil. His home for the past year has been with his unit in Afghanistan and it was somewhat unsettling to be back in air conditioning and home where he did not really have a purpose. He felt almost antsy after their plane landed. Others were excited to go home to see their family or girls again. Lucas was alone, he didn't have anyone waiting for him after debrief. His mother had passed away while he was on his last tour overseas, overdosing on cocaine. Luke definitely did not have an eager girlfriend waiting to see him, as he has always shied away from commitment of any kind. There really wasn't anyone he was excited to see. Except his best friend, Cameron Malone, who had been shot in active duty by his side and sent home to recover. From what he's heard, the Lance Corporal is doing fine. Coming out of debrief into a crowd of crying, laughing, and hugging. Luke watched from afar as his team mates hugged and were welcomed by their family and friends. Some of the guys introduced him to their parents or wives... He was smiling and shaking one of the parent's hands of his buddy when he heard his name being called. The group had been slowly coming together and Luke recognized the voice. "Cameron Malone, knew that bullet couldn't stop you..." laughing and slapping his hand, pulling him in for a hug. "You look good, man" Having the group all come together, and voting on where to head out for the night, they all agreed upon Duke's. Once talk of driving and dividing up the boys, he looked towards Cam, seeing his nod and following him. Stepping into the truck, Luke sighed and rested his head back against the headrest. Closing his eyes as Cameron started the truck and began to head towards Duke's. "So this is home..." He muttered, still feeling a bit antsy. Wiping his palms against his dark wash jeans. "Feels... strange." He shrugged, trying to let it roll off his shoulders. He knew that Cam was dying to come back and join the team from his emails. Cameron seemed to be bred for the military, especially with his father being a Marine. Luke wasn't made for this, but at least it gave him some escape. He had no reason to be home, but he had a reason to be over there. It was all about having a purpose. The only escape he found at home was drugs, which was now out of the question. So it turned into drinking with the guys and hooking up. Maybe he'd get lucky at Duke's tonight. He opened his eyes and watched as the truck drew closer. CHRISSY, FOUR YEARS, CAUTION, MOD EDIT |
