Post by liz on Jul 23, 2011 0:29:40 GMT -6
ELIZABETHMATILDACALVERT
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“Well, tell me a little about yourself. What’s your name?”
Oh yay, an entrance exam. Haven’t had one of these since I was 8. I plan to pass this one, even though I’m not sure I want to. I’m Elizabeth Calvert. Liz for short. Never Lizzie, Betty, Beth, or any other stupid nicknames like that. You’ll do well to remember that.
“Next question, how has your High School career gone thus far?”
Well, let’s see here… I was stuck in a fancy arse boarding school from the age of 10 until now. Grades were grades, I didn’t care too much, but I passed everything. Don’t get me wrong, I’m fairly bright. I just don’t like sitting on my ass all day listening to some hag babble. Surely you understand.
“What did you do when you weren't in school? Any hobbies or sports, anything like that?”
I played on my school’s softball team, primarily as a pitcher. I like to think I’m quite good. There’s a reason we did well every year I was on the team. I also play pic in band and sing soprano.
Outside of school related activities, I’ve also been a dancer since the age of 4. Ballet only. None of that hip-hop rubbish. Ugh. The music’s terrible and they all look like electrocuted spiders. It’s not attractive in the least.
Now for the part that may shock you. I like books. Especially 19th century literature. Austen, Stoker, Bronte, it’s all good. What can I say? I only look uneducated.
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“Family and friends are pretty important. Tell me about them. How are your relationships with them?”
Oh, family. Daddy’s in parliament and mum’s a trophy wife. Make of that what you will. I have an older sister named Juliette. She’s cool. My dad’s a twin so we’re close to my cousins as well. Jamie, sorry, I mean James –eye roll- is the same age as me and tends to be my “partner in crime.” He’s the closest thing I have to a best friend.
Of course I do have other friends. I’ve got to keep my competition close. Funnily enough, they don’t even realize I’m competing for boys with them. I just like being hotter. Yeah, I like girls. I had a thing with my former roommate before coming here.
“Thank you for sharing that with me. So those are your family and friends, what about yourself? Describe yourself to me.”
I’m sure anything I’ll tell you is already right in front of you. Lookswise, I’m fabulous. I’ve got good genetics what with all the aristocratic breeding. –scoffs- I mean, I’m tall, thin, blonde, and people seem to like that. I’m not gonna complain.
I’m a little messed up inside. Morbid sense of humour, big fan of schadenfreude. I get off on gore.
I’m not a psycho though. I don’t like physically hurting people. Mentally hurting them is much more fun. .
“Other then the reason your here, at Blackwood Academy, have you had any other issues with law enforcement?”
Hahaha, oh don’t even get me started. I was one of London’s back tabloid party girls. I carried my fake I.D. everywhere when I was home from school. Do you have any idea how many times I was brought home drunk? Daddy hated it. That’s part of why he sent me away. There was the drinking, of course, but I like weed and ciggies too. And once or twice I borrowed the Porsche. .
“What is the worst thing you’ve done? Why did you feel the need to do that?”
I’ve been blamed for one girl back home developing an eating disorder. I was really just messing with her. How was I supposed to know she’d take my quips about her weight seriously?
I’ll admit it was kinda funny at first though. The girl was huge. She needed to lose the weight. It was for her health. But after two years she was kinda scary looking and you could tell it wrecked her health.
I feel awful about it now though. My roommate/girlfriend back home is bulimic. I didn’t know that til right before I left, but it explained a lot. She was miserable because of it. I wouldn’t wish Azzy’s problems on anyone..
"What the one things you're most proud of?"
My amazing ability to hide things. I had the same roommate at boarding school for 3 years, dated her for one. The matron never caught on. Daddy didn’t know about my ID until I got sent here. There are tons of things like that.
"Other than your trouble with law enforcement, do you have any vices or addictions?"
As I’ve already mentioned, I drink quite a bit, I smoke weed and cigarettes, and I’ve been told I’m a S*x addict. I always thought that I was normal for a teenager, but apparently that’s enough to get me sent here..
“If you could change one thing about your life what would it be?”
Well, I sure as hell wouldn’t be here. But that’s a given.
Really, I would’ve been much nicer to Jamie that night I got arrested. I’d called him a F*cking pussy cuz he didn’t want to go to a party with me. It was just that I really wanted to meet the band that was rumoured to be there. I should’ve listened to him. You should have seen his face when I was brought back. Pure “I told you so” mixed with loathing. He never gives me that look.
“What criminal act got you sent here and who recommended it?”
I was on my way to party and decided to get a little tipsy beforehand. So I stopped in a pub and ordered myself a Mind Eraser. Thing is, there was a cop in the bar and the barkeep gave my ID to him. I also had an ounce of weed on me so that didn’t help things. I was taken into the station and they called my parents.
In court the judge was having a bloody field day. Going on and on about how much he dislikes “privileged brats” like me. He wanted me in jail. Daddy wouldn’t stand for that though. No kid of his was going to bring shame on the family like that. So he paid the judge to send me here. Away from the limelight.
“Do think that you deserve to be here?”
I suppose. I mean, I could say no, but I don’t have a good reason. Sure I belong here. I do bad things and am a menace to society. Take me away from the normal citizens. Or something along those lines.
"Tell me about your life before Blackwood Academy contacted you, what led up to your stay here."
The only reason I was bored was because dad wanted a boy. Mum didn’t want to get pregnant. She was terrified of losing her figure. I’ve heard her bitch about it. She only agreed cuz she was promised lipo if she didn’t lose the weight.
But anyway, I was born to the wealthy couple, Dimitri and Victoria Calvert. I was forced into pretty dresses and etiquette lessons from day one. The only things I genuinely liked were dance and music. Those are actually interesting things. I don’t care about using 4 different forks.
I was raised along with my sister and three cousins. I’m close to the two boys, James and Liam. Liam’s a bit young so he’s not always in on everything. James has always been by my side no matter how much horrible stuff I do. He usually does it too.
I got sent to school in Oxford at the age of ten. I was fairly popular and had a little harem of silly boys. It was only for looks though.
Last Name, First Name, Middle Initial: Calvert, Elizabeth M.
Race: White
DOB and Age: November 27, 1995- 15
Age admitted to Blackwood’s Academy: 15 since beginning of school year
Grade: Sophomore
Health issues: OCD
Other: [INada
Race: White
DOB and Age: November 27, 1995- 15
Age admitted to Blackwood’s Academy: 15 since beginning of school year
Grade: Sophomore
Health issues: OCD
Other: [INada
Your name: Zack.
How you found us: I work here
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