Post by dreamer2 on Oct 7, 2011 5:13:32 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 EVER JULIANE AUSTERLITZ, EDITION  SIXTEEN, JUNIOR, CHEERLEADER , CAMILLA BELLE "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." "Oh hey! Thank you for having me. It's not a problem. My name is Ever Juliane Austerlitz, but you may call me Ever, Eve or just plain Ev." Ever shook the interviewers hand and took her seat by the window, waiting for the questions to roll on. "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?" "Yes well, Ever isn't a common name, now is it? Actually, I was born and partially raised outside of Berlin, Germany. But after about eleven or twelve years, my family and I moved here to Portland. It's a nice place, I guess. The rain reminds me of home..." The sixteen year old shifted in her seat and gazed over the questioners shoulder with a distant look in her light brown eyes. "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?" Startled out of her reverie, Ever snapped her attention back to the questioner, her lips forming an apologetic smile. "No, no! I mean it's ok. I'm not really uncomfortable. Just had a small flashback... Five words to describe my personality, you say? Let me think." Ever sat there while biting her glossed lips. Five words to describe myself. Hmm... "Benevolent. I am a naturally happy person - it's something that I have inherited from my mum. I dunno how to explain why else I am this way. I guess its because I know that there are so many beautiful things the world has to offer us. No matter what kind of past we've all had or what kind of present we are currently burdened with, I believe that there is more to life and the best way to explore these things is by traveling and learning about different cultures. Learning more about who we truly are. Strip away what people have labeled you with - it's completely irrelevant as there is so much more to you than what people suspect. I guess I sound a bit like a hippie, right?" Ever laughed, her eyes dancing with humor before she continued on. "I am also a helpful person. Like, I honestly can't deal with not doing something to help a person or animal out. There are so many people out there that could give a fuck about others feelings. Why should I be like those people? It's completely against my character to just sit here and not do something." The young girl shook her head in irritation and continued on. "Dignified is another word to describe myself. Even though I am only sixteen, I'll be seventeen soon, I very much respect myself and my body. It's not what you'll expect from a girl of my social status, huh? I'm not like most of these cheerleaders here. I don't open my legs for just any guy. I believe in waiting until you find the right person. I have to know that I love that person and that they love me back. I guess you can call me a romantic. But really, though. Do you not know how many teen girls are dropping out of school and being kicked out of their homes by their parents because they're pregnant? I mean, a lot of these girls can't even afford to take care of another being. They're not emotionally nor financially stable to take care of someone who is so dependent on you. I know that things happen, but the majority of the time, you can avoid it. I'm not saying that I've decided to remain a virgin until I'm married, 'cause let's face it. My teen hormones are bouncing all over the place and I'm not going to wear an abstinence ring like those Jonas Brothers guys." "Um, I have this tendency to become impatient. Like, whenever I have my heart set on something and it doesn't come to me when I expect for it to be at my grasp, I'll become ridiculously pissy. Or you know how when your computer starts to lag while you're in the middle of something and you have this incredible urge to throw your computer out the window after five million hours of glaring daggers at the screen, cursing at it to work properly? Or perhaps some guy is late picking me up for a date? Don't expect me to take it lightly. Obviously, there wasn't traffic and you clearly decided to leave your house late or something. I don't appreciate lateness and waiting, so I suggest these guys should keep that in mind." "Would you believe that I'm a little na?ve. Like, especially those who don't even care about me but decides to leach off of me because of who I'm friends with and what I can give them. Some people like to take advantage of me. I guess it's partially my fault as I do this thing where I give people the benefit of the doubt." Ever shrugged, her demeanor looking troubled. "I hate when people take advantage of me, and I really should take the advice and warnings my older brother gives me." "One more word? Ok, erm... Athletic. I love dancing and I love flying high in the sky. Like, the weightless feeling is literally breathtaking. I've been dancing since I was eleven, though I haven't always had the opportunity to take up dance class because my family didn't always have money." Ever animatedly spoke with her hands, her passion clearly pouring out through her expression and the way she leaned forward in her seat, engaging the interviewer in this conversation. "But that never stopped me from climbing up on a stack of crates outside of the local dance studio as a child and pressing my face on the dirt stained glass window to watch the dancers twirl about. I've got caught on numerous occasions by the dance instructor, but I couldn't help it! The dancers were so amazingly beautiful! After my family has obtained a large sum by grandfather, I was able to take some dance classes. Once I started high school, I was among the first to sign their names upon the cheer list. And the rest is history!" "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?" Ever laughed and sat back in her seat, absorbing the question. "Thank you. Knitting has never caught my fancy and television has never been part of my list of amusements. But I do enjoy watching America's Next Top Model and the Rachel Zoe Project. I also love HDTV. I'm like constantly being invaded with creative ideas with possible bedroom themes. You know how when you visit someones house and once you walk through the front door, you're instantly redecorating the room in your head? Yes, that's me. I pretty much rearrange the room in my head." "I've already mentioned my love for dance. But I am a cheerleader. I don't just do the whole 'two, four, six, eight!' bits. Our team actually come up with some pretty amazing routines. Not to sound pompous or anything, but we're so good, that other high school cheer teams tend to hide beneath the bleachers and record our practice. Obviously, they're not creative enough to come up with something original themselves and obviously, we're a tough team to beat!" Ever finished off with a smug grin. "YOU SOUND PRETTY FEARLESS, BUT THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING YOU'RE AFRAID OF. ANY JUICY SECRETS?" Ever bit the inside of her cheek, her brows furrowed in thought. "Well, I absolutely despise spiders. I hate them! I hate the way they move, I hate the way they just appear out of no where. I hate that they think they're wanted in my home. I also hate that those things can jump! Like, I can barely talk about them without cringing about them and feeling jumpy. Next question, please!" "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." Ever looked at the interviewer, feeling affronted. "Well you are blunt, are you? I'm heterosexual and honestly, that was a rude question. People will think you're being judgmental the way you asked it. But anyway, I prefer men. I prefer guys that are well built, handsome, smart, respectful, and are passionate about whatever. My brother, Erik, is quite protective of me when it comes to guys. I have this knack for dating sexist, cheating pigs. I think my dating life will be the death of him" The sixteen year old laughed and tucked a strand of dark brown hair behind her ear, an amused grin taking over her lovely face. "I've yet to meet someone who will treat me with respect." "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?" The cheerleader shook her head. "No, I never mentioned anything about music. I prefer pop, Euro-pop, Soul, some hip hop, classical, a little country, and some jazz. I guess I like a little bit of everything. Euro-pop is one of my first loves, as I was born and raised in Europe. Classical was one of my mums favourite genres, so she would always play that in the house. As for my top favourite songs on iTunes, I love Dreamer by Elizaveta, Someone Like You by Adele, Motivation by Kelly Rowland, Spem in Alium sung by The Tallis Scholars (which has this beautiful gothic, artful, old world sound to it), and See My Side by Jordin Sparks." "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?" "Why thank you! I love music, so why should I stick to one or two genre's? In five years, I see myself in my last year at uni, majoring in dance and interior design. Minor in business. After I graduate from uni, I plan on opening and affordable dace studio here in Portland for all to join. Hopefully my business will branch out to Los Angeles and New York City. Plain and simple." "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?" Nodding her head, Ever draped one leg over the other and clasped her hands together. "I think so, too. Though my plan will be done for my love of dance and wanting to share my passion with the rest of the world. Not for the acceptance of others." "My mum is Berlin Helena Bauer, dad is Aldric Dieter Austerlitz, my older brother is Erik Konrad Austerlitz - he's in his last year of high school. And my late grandfather is Erik Adler Austerlitz. As for pets, I have none. Though I would love to have a dalmatian pup for my birthday or Christmas!" "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?" Ever looked at her cell phone for the time and shifted uncomfortably in her seat. Giving a glimpse to this complete stranger about her past wasn't something she thought would be among these questions. With hooded eyes, the young girl grew quiet before speaking in a soft, emotionless voice. "I was born on a cold autumn night of October twentieth, nineteen ninety-five to Berlin and Aldric Austerlitz in a small town just outside of Berlin, Germany. I wasn't named after anyone like my brother. Mum, who I am the spitting image of, simply loved the name "Ever Juliane" as it seemed to roll off the tongue beautifully. I am the second child and only daughter to the couple, as my brother came before I one year earlier. I don't remember too much about my early years, but mum have always mentioned how close my brother and I were. I can believe it too, as we are still extremely close. What I do remember is Erik always involving me in games and he would always gladly have tea parties with me. Even though it was very girly, he never put up a fight whenever I would ask him to play with me. I have always looked up to my brother as I have found him smart and he always went out of his way to cheer me up whenever my mood needed it. As children, Erik and I would regularly witness something that no child should ever witness. Our father, an honest and hard working man, was an alcoholic. He usually went to the local pub after work to feed his addiction and would come home in a drunken state. After school, we were always dropped off at our grandfathers mansion by our mother and would wait to be picked up by the drunken man. I think both my brother and I can agree that at the time, it wasn't so bad if you compare it to our later years. You see, when Erik was twelve and I eleven, our father would walk us home and angrily ranted along the way. But it didn't stop there. Soon, he would grow even more angry and physically take it all out on my brother. I remember Erik's cries and pleas as my father continued to abuse him. Just the crazed look in our fathers eyes was enough to terrify me. He never laid a hand on me, though. Just Erik. I wanted so much to help him - to stop our father from hurting him. I wanted so much to stop the hurt Erik emotionally and physically suffered from. But I couldn't. I had to sit there and literally watch the whole thing. I felt helpless and guilty for not doing something - for not telling mum what was going on. Erik couldn't possibly hide his marks from her and it amazes me to this day that she never suspected her own husband was beating her first born son. I remember begging him to tell her, but he wouldn't. Instead, it has become our little secret. Honestly, it still hurts me. I feel like I've failed my brother from not being able to protect him just like how he always protects me. I never understood why our father did what he did. How could someone harm their own child? Their flesh and blood? I don't hate our father, I just pity him. But I do hate what he has done. Not only was it physically scarring for Erik, but it has also done us both in emotionally. The only way I could briefly forget about life at home was through dance. There is this dance studio in our small town called Auroras Tanz-Akademie, which means Aurora's Dance Academy in German. There were these stack of crates behind the building and I would stack them up under the window and press my face against it. What I saw was magical. The way the dancers twirled around in their leotards was breathtaking. I grew mesmerized and I instantly knew what I wanted to do for the rest of my life - I wanted to dance. Mum and dad couldn't afford to send me to the class so I would resort to propping those crates and learn through the windows. Dance was what brought me happiness during those dark times. Anyway, how our family arrived to Oregon was by my grandfather's death, his grand fortune and my father's spontaneous decision to get away from Germany and move to America. Perhaps it was just his way of escaping our haunted past and start afresh, I don't know. Though I do miss Europe, I do love it here in Portland. I quickly became friends with a lot of people. I was invited to parties and everything. I was accepted to the junior high's dance team and once I began high school, I was accepted into the cheer squad. I became popular. Unfortunately, Erik is what people call a loner. He keeps to himself. He has always been that way. I can't say that I blame him, but I do wish that he would move forward and enjoy life. He deserves it..." Fading out from her story, Ever's guarded brown gaze fell upon the interviewers as she got up to shake her hand. "That's my history. Again, thank you for having me. Have a pleasant evening..." ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE To be or not to be - that is the question. Romeo, Romeo. Where art thou Romeo? One fish, two fish. Red fish, blue fish. What is life?! What is air?! (look at Vic's app. for example) DREAMER, SINCE 2010, CHAR, STAFF EDIT |