WORTHINGTON, alice marie

[alice marie worthington]

ALICEMARIEWORTHINGTON!



'maybe it's not my weekend, but it's gonna be my year,
and i'm so sick of watching while the minutes pass as i go no where
and this is my reaction to everything i fear cause i've been going
crazy i don't want to waste another minute here... '

NAME: alice marie worthington
NICKNAMES: allie, al, lissa, ace
AGE: seventeen
BIRTHDAY: eleventh of december
ORIENTATION: heterosexual/straight
GROUP: secondary
PLAY BY: kaelin/kiki marie

If I'm (home suite or honeymoon) in a glass room, my jealousy threw stones to it.

LIKES: starbucks, guitars, expensive guitars, all time low, green day, boys, parties, music, being in a band, tour, being silly, pranks
HATES: girly girls, nerdy guys, bad smells, ugly sweaters, country music, ugly things in general, broken guitar strings, when guitar techs can't tune guitars properly, being called childish, being treated like a child
FEARS: death, explosions.
GOALS: to complete school, to meet all time low or green day, to start a band and make it big
HABITS: biting her nails, clicking her tongue, fiddling with her hair.
LOOKS: alice is quite skinny, she's dealt with an eating problem in the past that's currently threatening to come back. she also has a large scar on her upper leg, it's unknown as to how it got there, she won't tell anyone, but it's believed she fell off her cousin's dirt bike at their farm. she's slightly shorter than average, but it's not hard to pick her out in a crowd, she's usually wearing bright clothes, but she's sometimes not, too. she's usually seen in skinny jeans, a band t-shirt of some sort, or more often, her school uniform which she calls scratchy and stupid.
OVERALL PERSONALITY: alice's simple. she's a happy girl, with an endless amount of energy, she loves to use sarcasm, she doesn't care what people think of her...or so she says. she can be extremely blunt at times, and a bit of a bitch, which has made her a few enemies in the past - she doesn't really think before she speaks. she's not afraid to speak her mind, and she loves music. well, if she didn't, why is she here, you bright spark? exactly. it's believed she has so much energy because she loves starbucks coffee, and yeah. she's quite intelligent, and quite sneaky when she wants to be. also, not much is known about her past, so people try and figure her out. she's also rather observant, which is why she picked up on her mother's double life.

she's also a girl to be in the limelight, even though she isn't the lead singer in her band, she attracts attention wherever she goes because of her personality. she's also quick to judge...and she holds grudges for a long time...like that kid in kindergarten who put sand in her hair? she remembers him, and still hates him.

I press my head against a star,
To light up my thoughts or wish upon

NATIONALITY: british ftw <3
BIRTHPLACE/HOMETOWN: near bracklesham bay, it's a little bay in england that caitlyn grew up in.
MOTHER: marie, forty six, office work. nobody knows, actually.
FATHER: paul, deceased, the dead don't have jobs.
SIBLINGS: if any; name, age, school level/job (only do that if they are in school or have a job or both)
PETS: lucky, one, unknown
OVERALL HISTORY: well, we should get right into it. starting off, alice's english. born in london. she lived a normal childhood until nine, but she began to pick up on some strange things about her mother. she'd tell her siblings about it, but they thought she was crazy. it turns out that her mother was living two lives, basically, one, she was all nice and mother - like, in the second, she abused everything, her husband, money, drugs, you name it, she abused it.

fast forward a few years, and her father found out her mother was having an affair and living a double life, this caused a war to break out between the two, eventually ending in alice's father's death a year or so later. she was in the next room as her father was beaten until he couldn't stand up, like every other day, and her mother wasn't exactly strong, either, and the next day, her father was dead. her mother had poisoned him, probably put it in his food, nobody knows... alice was only twelve when he died. she was so scared that her mother would find out that she knew and kill her, too, so eventually, she made the decision to run away and live with her father's parents, who moved out here a while ago cause they wanted a change, and they sent her to the local school. and so here she is.

I'm slipping through my village green,
blues

Hello there, I'm caitlyn, I found you from well, you see, melissa told me. You'll stalk me through msn, cbox, and pm/b]. I've blown out fifteen, i'm waiting for sixteen candles, i'm kinda busy when during the school week. Well you seem like a good person, welcome to Tarragella young one!

RP SAMPLE:

The sunlight filtering in through the window didn’t bother Jackie as much as it usually did. That was probably because she didn’t have a hangover, but her head still hurt. Walking around in the dark trying to find something wasn’t the best idea she’d ever had. Nobody who was normal would’ve done something like that in a bus that looked like a bomb had gone off in it. Stuff was everywhere, and Jackie being the person she was, she’d fallen over and hit her head, really, really hard. Well, she might’ve not even fallen over. Maybe she’d just walked into a wall. Which wouldn’t really surprise her, she once ran into a glass door when she was younger. And anyway, it was pitch black in the bus so it wouldn’t have been that hard to do something stupid like that. She sighed, and heaved herself off her bed, still not properly awake, and made her way to the bathroom. This time, she made sure she flicked on the light switch – she really didn’t want a repeat of last night, because that really hurt.

The only upside to today was the fact that it was a Saturday, meaning that crew people, aside from the merch people had the entire day to themselves, as Saturday performances were always later than any of the others. So, as she turned on the shower, she made the decision to take the time to explore Vegas, she hadn’t really been out and about much yet. Or out and about when she wasn’t so drunk she couldn’t see and when it wasn’t pitch black at night, which it usually was when she came back from various places. She cautiously put a hand under the water, testing the temperature. Why she did that was beyond her, any normal person would’ve remembered the fact that the shower on the Kickstart My Heart bus had only two temperatures. Scorching hot and freezing cold. Jackie turned down the heat a bit, and tried to shower as fast as she could in the freezing water. Not that the water being freezing was a bad thing, as it was quite warm outside, and the cold water was somewhat refreshing. After her shower, she set about trying to find an outfit that looked somewhat decent, and that she wouldn’t overheat in. She eventually settled for a pair of leggings under her denim shorts and a tank top that appeared to be clean. She grabbed a muesli bar and her sunglasses off the bench, not bothering to leave a note as to where she was, she’d be back in time to set up, or so she hoped. If she was late to set up, her manager would probably kill her. And Jackie liked being alive. You could do things when you were alive, you didn’t really see dead people walking around doing stuff. Dead people stay in coffins and whatever else. Well, he wouldn’t kill her. Maybe fire her? And she really didn’t want to lose her job, apparently she was good at it, and she liked being on tour. Sure, she may not like the cramped bus she had to call her home, but tour was fun, with lots of different people on it, all brought together by music. Some of them weren’t in the music part of the tour, but they still liked music. Who didn’t like music? Jackie knew that if she didn’t have music, her life would be a rather boring life to live.

As she opened the door, she realised it wasn’t that warm out, but it was warm enough. Jackie preferred the cold…well, she liked the warm, it meant she could go swimming. Just she was more of an autumn type weather person. She liked mild weather, when it wasn’t too hot, but it wasn’t too cold to go swimming. Speaking of swimming, that’s what the dark haired girl felt like doing, but she realised that she’d have to go back and put on her swimsuit, and she really couldn’t be bothered. Instead, she settled for walking to the beach, stopping at the refreshment stand on the way to buy a smoothie. What? She was thirsty, and it wasn’t good to be dehydrated, because then you get headaches, and Jackie’s head was sore enough already.

Approaching the beach, the girl spotted someone she thought she knew sitting in the sand, looking out at the ocean. Walking closer, she realised it was someone off the tour, just she couldn’t quite remember their name.

“Hey.” Jackie spoke, sitting down next to the person. Well, if they didn’t want to talk to her, they could just get up and leave, couldn’t they?

All ALPHAholic's to AManonymous,
and "kiss, kiss my good name" goodbye's

THIS TEMPLATE WAS MADE BY ME MELISSA! THE LYRICS ARE FROM MR. PROZAC - FOR OUR HERO. DON'T STEAL, BECAUSE STEALING ISN'T NICE AND DOESN'T LOOK GOOD ON YOUR CRIMINAL RECORD!