Post by Abi Schewwing on Jan 17, 2008 10:50:29 GMT -5
baby britain feels the best,
let's talk about you,
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name, Carlee
age, 15
experience, some ;]
password, forty year old virgin
abigail
full name,abigail penelope schewwing
gender, female
age, 17
sexuality, straight
social status, high school student
grade, Senior
career, none
portrayed by, Hilarie Burton
you put yourself apart,
likes,♥shopping
♥boys
♥texting
♥reading
♥music
♥drama and gossip
♥spa days
♥html coding
♥diamonds and pearls
♥partying
♥rpg boards
♥her social status
dislikes,♠spiders
♠younger brother
♠homework/school
♠people less wealthy
♠ignorance
♠punk rock
♠oldies music
flaws,♦ stuck up
♦parties hard
♦drama queen
secrets,♣parents cannot have childeren
♣abi and her siblings are adopted
♣parents going through a nasty divorce
♣abi must choose between wealth and happiness
personality, Abigail is known for being snobby. She never hesitates to tell people what to do or how to act. She can easily pursuade people into dong whatever she wants with the snap of her fingers or a slip of a ten pound note. Abi loves to gossip, enjoying talking trash about people and ruining the lives of those she dispises. Upon first meeting Abigail Schewwing, people think she is a spoiled brat, and although that is true, Abi is always a great friend to have around. She doesn't let her wants get in the way of her friends, well her close ones anyway.
When it comes to those less wealthy, Abigail is very standoffish. However, this is only part of her very unique personality that people learn about over time. Toward others, however, she can be very kind. Abi loves to read, something even her closest friends can't get over. She loves going shopping, Burberry, Pringle of Scotland, Abercrombie, Ralph Lauren, Dolce & Gabbana, Victoria's Secret, Josie Natori, anywhere that accepts her father's credit card. And if there's a sale, you better believe Abigail Schewwing will be there.
Abi is a party girl. Period, no doubt about it. She isn't a drugie, and she's not an alcoholic, but when her parents aren't vacationing in their London home, Abigail throws the best bashes in Lavender Crescent. Abigail is one for causing drama, going from boyfriend to boyfriend, best friend to enemy, you get it....it's high school of course.
When she's alone, Abi will hang out online to chat with friends and head to her favorite rpg boards. Abigail will play around with HTML codes, making her own myspace layouts and helping design siggies and avatars for her rp "friends." She enjoys the computer but doesn't let her friends know it, just in case it is the death of her. She doesn't tell anyone on the rp boards who she is, her identity might slip and she could be the laughing stock of the school.
Abigail is very vain and believes that looks and money can get her anywhere. She doesn't want people to know her secrets, so she puts on her beautifully constructed mask and heads to school as if she has the Life O'Riley, 100% of the time. Abi is very conceited when it comes to boys. Although she goes through boyfriends fairly quickly, she is sure to pick the ones with style, money and looks. Abi doesn't just go for that, however, she is one of those girls always looking for the "perfect guy" and gets very upset with herself when "mr. right" turns out to be "mr. wrong."
fights problems with bigger problems,
family members,
- Emily Avery Schewwing [mother-39]
- David Harold Schewwing [father-42]
- Evangaline Celeste Schewwing [sister-13]
- Jackson Nathaniel Schewwing [brother-16]
detailed history,Although David Schewwing was the most powerful lawyer in the Northeast, he and his family lived a secluded life in Connecticut without the troubles of the Press at his door day in and day out. The family of five still resides in Hartford as well as London and have recently bought a condo in Kokomo.
Abigail Penelope Schewwing was born on October 5, 1990 in Miami, Florida. Her parents were on their way to vacationing in the keys when her mother, at the time 22, went into labor at the airport. Mrs. Schewwing was rushed to the hospital in time to deliver a blonde baby girl with strikingly blue eyes. When released the next day, the family canceled their vacation, heading home to Hartford, Connecticut.
Within the next year and a half, Mrs. Schewwing would conceive again and give birth to a blonde baby boy. Jackson Nathaniel Schewwing was born in Seattle while the family was away on a business trip together. Both Abi and Mr. Schewwing were in the waiting room as Emily delivered the 7lb. 14oz. baby at 1:30 in the morning. Four years later Evangaline Celeste was born in Hartford, CT. She resembled the grandparents with her auburn hair and dark brown eyes. At least that is the story everyone hears....
David Harold Schewwing and Emily Avery Pearson were married in 1987 on a tropical beach in Nassau. After trying to have childeren for three years, the couple set out to see a doctor who gave them the news that neither could concieve. The Schewwings applied that day to join an adoption agency, but were told it would be three to five years before they would be able to adopt; even if they paid their way to the top of the list.
A year later, Abigail Penelope Durham was adopted in 1991 by Emily and David Schewwing, along with her biological brother Jackson Nathaniel Shewwing. Abi and Jackson were born in the suburbs of Raleigh, North Carolina and at the time of their parents' death moved to an orphanage in Miami, Florida. When Mr. and Mrs. Schewwing went on vacation, they stopped on their way to look at an orphanage they were going to help repair. Upon arrival, they fell in love with Abigail and her brother, both with blonde hair and sea blue eyes. Within the next few years, the Schewwings would adopt again, a baby girl, this time from a teen mother.
Growing up in Hartford wasn't at all bad for Abigail. She grew accustomed to the ritual parties her parents threw for her father's work friends, and later joined the parties herself. As the daughter of the most powerful lawyer in the northeast United States, Abi never went without. She was sent to private schools until seventh grade when they "shipped" her off to a boarding school in Paris. When she returned in the summer, Abigail had the news of a new home in London. For the next few years, Abi went to school in Paris, learning French but never attaining the accent.
At the end of her sophomore year, her parents gave her the choice of staying in France, or living [with the maids and staff] in their vacationing home in Lavender Crescent and attending Finchley. Abigail had always heard great stories about living in England and jumped at the chance. Now, two years later, Abigail is a senior at Finchley and is having the time of her life.
show us what you're made of,
this is an rp i have from a harry potter rp site but it's long so yeahh......Ali sighed. She sat quietly in the library reading a book but couldn't get her mind off the fact that she wasn't in his house. "If he's in Slytherin why can't I be?" her mind pondered. Ravenclaw was for smarties like Sammie and Emma. Why would she be put there too? Ali wasn't a nerd, she wasn't a dummy either. She just wanted to be in the house of the boy she loved without people questioning her ability to love. Ali picked up her books and returned them to their shelves as she left the library to head down toward the lake...
As she reached the grounds she saw him. Grafton was down by the lake where he had asked her to meet him. Ali knew that in public they had to be careful; "What would daddy say if I was seen with the likes of him?" she knew that answer all too well. She told herself that she didn't care what other people thought but in the back of her mind she knew there was slim chance that was true. "Hey," she greeted him cooly even though her heart was racing "I got your owl." Ali's hand touched his very gently and he looked up into her eyes. "Did you have a good summer?" She asked.
"Personally, mine was just the average withdrawl of the magic that fills my life," Ali told him knowing full well she wasn't talking about Hogwarts. Grafton had changed over the summer. By all means he was taller than he was in May and that was saying something. Ali brushed her light brown hair behind her ear and sat down next to Winston. Could he tell that she was nervous? As if on cue, Winston spoke "Are you ok Ali?" he asked with a soft expression of concern. He moved himself down to be closer to her normal level.
"I'm Just. I'm confused, at the moment," that was all she could manage. "I don't know if I can lie anymore. I'm not sure we are fooling anyone Winston and I can't get caught in a spider web right now." Ali rested her head on his shoulder and sighed. "I want out."
Winston frowned unsure if he was understanding Ali correctly. "So we're breaking up?" He wasn't sure if he could handle this. He loved her so much, and they had been through everything together; surely that isn't what Ali meant. "I love you," Winston said not sure what good those three little words would do now. "I love you, too." Ali hated being overwhelmed with grief and she knew that the stress was not good for her but she loved Winston and she didn't want to give that up. "What should we do Win?" She looked into his eyes as a tear fell from her own.
