Mon May 28, 2012 6:30 pm by 
Name:
Niccole
Age:
14 (15 tomorrow)
What year(Freshmen,Sophomore ,Junior, Senior )
Freshmen
Male or Female:
Female
Appearance:
Niccole is about 5’7. She has sorta long hair. She mainly wears
skinny jeans, always a different shirt. She can not stand jackets, so she usually freezes in the winter. She has vans, loves them very much. Every now and again she curls her hair, not caring what anyone thinks about herself.
Eye Color:
A dark brown with hazel swirled in
Personality:
Her personality, hmmm. Well Niccole is very shy. She is the one, who you see not talking what so ever. But when she is used to you, Niccole is different. Happy always smiling. Niccole hates yelling, since her family is always fighting she likes to get out of the house. In school, she is the one who no one would ever think of talking to. At first glance Niccole is in her shell, you just have to break it. Niccole can not be explained or defined, she is merely herself and that’s all that matters.
History:
Niccole was born in Reno, Nevada. She stayed there only months before moving to mountain home, ID. One morning Niccole woke up to a loud yell. Her dad and mom was fighting, but this was normal in a relationship wasn’t it? Niccole sat up in her bed, empty why wasn’t her dad and mom there? The yelling increased, then a slam in the front door. Lifting herself out of bed, she stumbled to where her dad was.” Where is mommy?” Niccole said looking at her father. Her dad couldn’t even look at her, his eyes looking up. “Maybe she went to the store?“ Niccole thought quietly. She was only six in a half years old. She truly had no idea what happened. As days, weeks, even years past. Niccole finally realized her mom wasn’t coming back. She lived her life normally, days went on time passed. But was she one of the few to be living with her dad? It was another move, another house. Nic truly didn’t want to move anymore. She hated saying good bye to her loved friends, Niccole’s first day of first grade went smoothly. She met her first friend in five minutes. Laughter and happiness filled her day, making four new friends. Niccole would remember on one special day of the week, they had root beer instead of milk. Even though many kids had root beer, she never really had wanted it. About a year past, she began to feel as if Idaho was her home. Nope it wasn’t, about a month before she ended her second year of school, her dad wanted to move. She now was on her way to California, Vacaville California to be exact. She lived there for six years. Moving to three different houses. She met her best friend in the whole wide world, Natelie. A few people loved Niccole, but all she wanted was to be left out of love relations. She had never wanted to hurt them, all she wanted was what was best for them. Six years passed, she was now thirteen. Her dad almost found his love of his life again, but no… it just ended up in another move. 14 hours in a crowded U-Haul truck, ended herself up back in Idaho. But this time, Meridian ID. She lived with her aunt for about a year before moving to her own house with her dad and sisters. Niccole now lives at the same house she did a year ago, her heart and soul shall rest here until another move.(Decided to summarize my true history)
Ref:
Eh, just look at me on my intro
Hair Color:
A dark brown
Anything Else?:
Hmm Nope
Name:
Spike
Gender:
Male
Breed:
Basset Hound/Golden Retriever
Niccole
Age:
14 (15 tomorrow)
What year(Freshmen,Sophomore ,Junior, Senior )
Freshmen
Male or Female:
Female
Appearance:
Niccole is about 5’7. She has sorta long hair. She mainly wears
skinny jeans, always a different shirt. She can not stand jackets, so she usually freezes in the winter. She has vans, loves them very much. Every now and again she curls her hair, not caring what anyone thinks about herself.
Eye Color:
A dark brown with hazel swirled in
Personality:
Her personality, hmmm. Well Niccole is very shy. She is the one, who you see not talking what so ever. But when she is used to you, Niccole is different. Happy always smiling. Niccole hates yelling, since her family is always fighting she likes to get out of the house. In school, she is the one who no one would ever think of talking to. At first glance Niccole is in her shell, you just have to break it. Niccole can not be explained or defined, she is merely herself and that’s all that matters.
History:
Niccole was born in Reno, Nevada. She stayed there only months before moving to mountain home, ID. One morning Niccole woke up to a loud yell. Her dad and mom was fighting, but this was normal in a relationship wasn’t it? Niccole sat up in her bed, empty why wasn’t her dad and mom there? The yelling increased, then a slam in the front door. Lifting herself out of bed, she stumbled to where her dad was.” Where is mommy?” Niccole said looking at her father. Her dad couldn’t even look at her, his eyes looking up. “Maybe she went to the store?“ Niccole thought quietly. She was only six in a half years old. She truly had no idea what happened. As days, weeks, even years past. Niccole finally realized her mom wasn’t coming back. She lived her life normally, days went on time passed. But was she one of the few to be living with her dad? It was another move, another house. Nic truly didn’t want to move anymore. She hated saying good bye to her loved friends, Niccole’s first day of first grade went smoothly. She met her first friend in five minutes. Laughter and happiness filled her day, making four new friends. Niccole would remember on one special day of the week, they had root beer instead of milk. Even though many kids had root beer, she never really had wanted it. About a year past, she began to feel as if Idaho was her home. Nope it wasn’t, about a month before she ended her second year of school, her dad wanted to move. She now was on her way to California, Vacaville California to be exact. She lived there for six years. Moving to three different houses. She met her best friend in the whole wide world, Natelie. A few people loved Niccole, but all she wanted was to be left out of love relations. She had never wanted to hurt them, all she wanted was what was best for them. Six years passed, she was now thirteen. Her dad almost found his love of his life again, but no… it just ended up in another move. 14 hours in a crowded U-Haul truck, ended herself up back in Idaho. But this time, Meridian ID. She lived with her aunt for about a year before moving to her own house with her dad and sisters. Niccole now lives at the same house she did a year ago, her heart and soul shall rest here until another move.(Decided to summarize my true history)
Ref:
Eh, just look at me on my intro
Hair Color:
A dark brown
Anything Else?:
Hmm Nope
Name:
Spike
Gender:
Male
Breed:
Basset Hound/Golden Retriever
