Post by nichole on Sept 22, 2011 22:26:05 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 NICHOLE GENEVIEVE REID EDITION  SIXTEEN, JUNIOR, BAND GEEK, VANESSA HUDGENS "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." Nichole sighed. She tucked a strand of her black hair behind her ear and smiled coyly. “Thanks,” she responded coolly. “I’m happy to be here.” She laughed. She couldn’t believe she was actually doing this. “Well, my name is Nichole Genevieve Reid. I mainly go by Nichole, but my friends tend to be lazy, so I get the letter “N”, Nich, Nichole, and band geek a lot.” She shrugged nonchalantly. “My mom has always loved the name Nichole, and it just so happened to flow with my grandmother’s first name, Genevieve, so why not, right? It’s okay, I guess. It’s better than Ariel or something…” "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?" “I didn’t realize I was that invisible,” she teased lightly. “I’m actually what could say ‘homegrown’ in Portland, Oregon,” she replied. “My parents both ended up here with family, so we haven’t been here very long. Maybe you’ve seen my dad’s name in the newspaper? He’s a real estate agent? No? Well, that’s okay. It seems to me the Reid family isn’t very popular in this grand ole’ town of Portland, Oregon.” "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?" "Alright, let's get her done!" Nichole laughed. "Five words? I'm going to do this in less than a minute alright. Time this." The interviewer pulled out a cheap phone, opened her stop watch widget, and pressed start. "The first trait I'd have to say is I'm optimistic. As a junior and the head of my section, I have to make sure they stay pepped up and whatnot. I love teaching them new pep songs, and Mr. Baker lets me teach the whole band them sometimes. We say them all the time at competitions. I'm also a great story teller. I'm not incredibly creative, but I'm creative enough to make life interesting. Um. I'm also a great listener. You kind of have to be in band. Listening to melodies and whatnot. Well, I'm also a flutist. It's not really a trait, but it really is who I am. I'm also pretty quirky. I'm also mature. My parents don't stick around much, so it's pretty much every Nichole Reid for herself. That's okay, though. That's four. Err... I'm also kind of sarcastic at times. I can't help it! I just say whatever. ha. I'm not a whore though. There is a difference between optimistic and sarcastic and a whore. Just in case you didn't know." She took a deep breath. "Time? fifty-seven seconds! Ooh, that was cutting it close." "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?" Once more, Nichole laughed. It was a short huff of air, barely classifying as a laugh. “Busy? Not at all. Well, during marching season I'm pretty busy, but the rest of the year, it's pretty quiet. Most of my evenings consist of homework, studying, reading, practicing my flute, and cooking dinner. I’ve never been into knitting, but I’ve wanted to learn for a while now. It seems old-fashioned, but I think it’d be awesome to learn how to create cute little scarves and whatnot! As for television, I’m not really a huge spectator. I do prefer reading over killing my brain cells with poorly written plotlines, but I have to admit I’m a sucker for old Saturday cartoons. Compared to the crap that they play on Cartoon Network now, I’ll have my Courage the Cowardly Dog and Dragon Ball Z anytime. If I’m really bored, I’ll watch trashy reality shows like Jersey Shore to remind myself how much intelligence means to me, but other than that, you’ll find me with my nose in a book for sure.” “How about I tell you about my hobbies? Does that work? Great! As I’ve been saying, I absolutely love to read and my flute is like my baby. If it wasn't weird to say so, my flute and I would elope. I also really enjoy photography, but I’m not very good in that particular aspect. Does studying count? I seem to do that a lot. What else? Oh! Baking and cooking are also very fun for me to do. I absolutely love, love, love sweets so I’ll more than likely bake up a random batch of cookies for my boyfriend because it’s Tuesday or something totally random. I also really love going jogging when I’m feeling stressed out to let out all that excess stress. It feels nice to let it all out. I also poorly draw in my free time. I have terrible creativity, so I’ll see something and think it’s identical to the original and someone will have to hit me upside the head and be like, ‘Yo, Nichole. That sucks’ and I’ll mope for the rest of the day. I’m a very good moper.” “What do I like? I like me. It’s not a cocky statement at all! I love who I am, and I don’t expect anyone to want me to change. My parents don’t really stick around much to acknowledge me sometimes, so they don’t really want me to be anything other than a respectful daughter who can rock Nirvana on a flute. My friends just want me to be me, and that’s what I want from myself, too. I also absolutely love the Green Tea with Ginseng and Honey Arizona Iced Tea. It is to die for along with the Frito brand Honey Barbeque Flavor Twists. Those are absolutely delicious. Animals, earthy tones, fashion, my iPhone, my earphones, books, my flute, my laptop, music, my flute, socks, cooking, my flute, harry potter, my driver’s license, and trees are things that I like as well. I also love world peace, the cure to Global Warming, and freedom and liberty for all. Do I sound like a Miss America winning speech yet?” “On the flip side, I don't really dislike many things. I guess the thing I dislike the most out of everything else is dishonesty and/or mediocrity. I absolutely hate it when I’m lied to. If you can’t hang out with me, just tell me you can’t hang out with me. I understand things come up, and I'd rather someone tells me straight up that they can't make it. Animal abuse, Portland, days that drag, the smell of rotten food, misunderstanding something, and totally screwing up a melody are a couple things I can't stand. See? Not too many. Life is too short to hate everything, y'know?” “Strengths? I have plenty of those! I’m an avid reader, so I like to think I can understand difficult vocabulary better than say, a student who might read comic books all day long, but hey, I'm not bashing the comics. I like to think I have a reasonable taste in music and fashion, but I'm tooting on my flute twenty-four seven, so maybe not? I am quite musically inclined. I'm also a great listener because you kind of have to be in band. You have to listen to the other parts, so yeah, I think so. I like to step out of the norm a little bit, but not extraneously so. I’m also independent and mature, so I have a better advantage compared to someone who relies solely on their parents or whatever. I can also cook. There are some talented cooks, but a lot of the people I know would rather go to Taco Bell for a number eight. I’m pretty sure that’s a taco or something, but I’m not exactly sure, so next question?” “Ah, weaknesses. I’m not going to say I don’t have any. Trust me, I do. I am. I'd have to say I'm stubborn. I like to get my way, but it's not like I'm not willing to negotiate. I am! My dad says that I tend to obsess over things before I move onto things. Like, there's no in between with me. I either like something or lot or dislike something that much more. I'm not sure if that makes sense.,” she admitted. "YOU SOUND PRETTY FEARLESS, BUT THERE HAS TO BE SOMETHING YOU'RE AFRAID OF. ANY JUICY SECRETS?" “I am deathly afraid of snakes, and if you tell any of the Jokers this information, I might have to stab you. I know for a fact one of them will put a snake in my locker if they figure out, so this stays between you and me, okay? I’m also afraid of letting people I care about down. I know it doesn’t seem like my parents care about what I want or my interests, but I know they do care about me being I’m their only daughter, so I expect to make them proud… Even if they give no intimation of their pride. I do it anyways.” "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." “I am not homosexual. I am very straight, and I don’t plan on diving into any other sexual orientation anytime soon. There was one time in seventh grade when one of my guy friends thought me and my best friend at the time were closet lesbians together. That was false, but it was so incredibly funny. He probably wished we’d do secret orgies together or something.” She paused. "Ew!" She laughed. “I don’t necessarily have a set type, per se. I have standards, and in my mind, types are much different than standards. I’m not incredibly against dating someone who lacks in the physical appearance department, but they have to have something to look at. I have always been a sucker for dark hair and light eyes, but I’ll take what I can get. I don’t want men dating me simply because they think I’m hot, so I try to offer similar negotiations. Like I said, I’m not too fussy over how they look, but a guy with a six pack, not quiet Bieber-classified dark hair, and light green or blue eyes would definitely be my ‘dream guy’. Really, as long as they have a nice personality and respect me, I’d be more than happy to consider dating them! Unfortunately, a Band Geek like myself does get a lot of romantic attention. By the way, I’m a sucker for a funny gentlemen, as most girls are. Chocolates, roses, and sweet goodbye kisses are so cute, but I also want to be able to laugh! Alright, that’s the end gush session.” "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?" “I don’t believe I mentioned either genres, but let’s continue with that thought. I absolutely hate rap and hip hop music. Personally, I find it trashy and difficult to listen to. Did you know Russia banned it? I so wanna live there. I listen to mainstream, but not much... I mostly listen to music no one really knows about, so they’re like, ‘Who is that?’ and then I have to remember no one searches YouTube when they’re bored to find bands who actually can sing live unlike one particular Katy Perry or Ke dollar sign Ha I know. I’m mostly an alternative, classical, classic rock, rock, or moderate country kind of girl. The redneck songs are so much fun to jam to. Screw the Black Eyed Peas.” “The five most listened to songs on my iPod are: Never Say Never by Justin Bieber, Kiss it Better by He is We, CheaterCheaterBestFriendEater by Never Shout Never, Tonight Tonight by Hot Chelle Rae, and Miserable at Best by Mayday Parade. Before you make any comments, I can explain about the Biebs being numero uno on my list of most listened to songs. Like many teenage girls, I unfortunately caught the Bieber Fever a few months back. I’m not ashamed of it. I had also fallen for Twilight a couple years back. We all go through phases. Those were mine. Kiss it Better and Miserable at Best are both very emotional songs, and I definitely suggest you listen to. I think my favorite song at the moment has to be Kiss Me Slowly, Forever and Always, or What I know. They’re all by this amazing band I absolutely love called Parachute. Check them out! Another song I absolutely love to obsess over is called Naked by South Jordan. It’s as bad as it sounds, but it’s extremely catchy. I listen to what I want when I want to, but I can say I have never connected to a song more than I ever did with Fifteen by Taylor Swift. The lyrics are so true. She’s such an amazing singer and songwriter.” "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?" “Five years from now? I’ll probably be going to college somewhere far away in five years from now. I don’t really want to stress myself out with too many plans that might never happen, so I’m going to focus on graduating and then college before anything else. I do want to have a stable job one day, and perhaps even a family and a husband and children with a pet dog named Lucky, but for now, I’m content with knowing I want to go college. I want to travel at some point, too. We’ll see, I suppose!” "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?" “A star? Not likely. I kind of treasure the privacy I have. As I had mentioned above, my mom and dad aren’t really known for much more than her art studio and his business with real estate. Sadly, most of my family lives back in Ohio or Florida and my mom is allergic to pretty much everything we can keep as a pet, so my mom and dad are the only relatives I have living around here. My mother’s name is Erin Marie Reid and my father's is Robert Isaac Reid. I’d tell you my mom’s maiden name, but I can’t seem to recall it at the moment. Oh well. It’s not really that important. I wouldn’t say my parents and I are close. Their work is really important to them. I admire their dedication to it, but it kind of gets tiring to know my parents don’t have a lot of time for their only daughter. At least I’m not a dog. I’d probably be dead by now. A typical day for me includes a quick, hurried goodbye from my parents as I’m getting ready for school, going to school, coming home to an empty house, cook dinner around seven, eat alone, and going to bed. My parents don’t usually get home until late, so I don’t see them much. It wasn’t always this way, but my driver’s license has definitely sent the time I see my parents down a huge decline.” She bit her lip. "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, I’ll try to make this quick. I don’t know where I should start. The beginning, maybe? Alright, here goes nothing. My mom and dad met in a dance club in their wild days, and after they dated for some time, they decided they were soul mates and got hitched. Sooner or later, I was created through the whole sperm and egg process, and around nine months later, I was born on December fifth of the delightful year of nineteen ninety-four. Y’see, my parents kind of had a kid to say ‘Oh, hey, we’re parents.’ I doubt they were ready for me. I remember a lot of rashes because my mom didn’t know how to apply a diaper. I also remember swallowing a penny when my dad was trying to sell a house. Yeah, they don’t have the best track record. Rest assured, there’s nothing seriously wrong with me other than a gut-wrenching loneliness from time to time and this disgusting urge to rebel. I've had decent grades all my life, but I've never really connected with any of my teachers. I never really found my niche until freshman year of high school-- band. Ever since, it's made me the happiest I've ever been! I’d really like to say my dog died when I was four, I went to Australia when I was twelve, and I broke an arm and a leg in a car accident when I was fourteen, but they’d all be lies. I’ve had a very average, uneventful life. I’ve been coming home to an empty house since junior high, and the time spent alone has grown wider and wider with each year. I’m kind of afraid to think about where my relationship with my parents will be when I’m thirty-eight with kids of my own. ‘Sorry kids, you can’t see your grandparents because they’re too busy to care about you.’ That’d be depressing, but we’ll see, I guess. I think this concludes our interview. Thank you so much for having me. This is all confidential, right?” ROLEPLAY EXAMPLE Why don't you be a champ and check out my posts around the site? CHAR, THREE YEARS, CREATOR, ADMIN EDIT |
