Adora Silva

[Adora Silva]

Name: Adora Marie Silva
Nicknames: Addie, A, and Silv
Date of Birth: 06/11/1989
Age: 18
Gender: Female
Celeb: Adriana Lima
Picture: Clicky =D
Clique: Preps
Second Clique: Surfers
Appearance:

Being from Spanish/Brazilian decent, Adora's got that beautiful tan skin and those hazel eyes. She's also got that long, shiny lusicious brunette hair that falls a little passed her midback. Those lips are full and pouty, and always covered with a little gloss. Not too much, not too less. Just a little that would make them shimmer, since Adora's not really big on wearing make up, she's not that girly.

Moving away from her face and hair, Adora's body. It's slim and toned, like a model's. She always working on her body to make sure she doesn't get all flabby and to keep her muscles toned. Surfing keeps her like this. Hence most of her clothes. Which are mostly from Hollister and Pacsun, since they're surf shops and stuff. Adora will sometimes shop at Abercrombie, American Eagle, and Aeropostale. What can she say? She's still sometimes a kid at heart.

Personality:

Most people would take one look at her and think she's that typical preppy girl from Brazil. Others would think she's that wannabe model. Both of those are extremenly wrong. Adora is a prep, but not one of those over the top preppy girls. You know, that ones that start drama and are dramatic about everything? Yeah. That's not Adora. She's much nicer than those preps.

Adora is not shy. Not one bit. She would rather be making herself known rather than sitting back and letting life pass her on by. She's loud, as you probably already guessed. And being a surfer, it makes her slightly hyper and more energic. But, Surfing isn't the only sport. She plays many others as well.

Although, her personality does have some downfalls. Sometimes, she can be very bipolar. Very moody. But; this normally doesn't happen unless she's been cooped up inside for a long time. Also, she can be the drama model at times like these.

History:

Despite being from Brazil, Adora has lived in Santa Cruz, California most of her life. Well, since she was eight years old. Why? Her parents had the sudden impulse to move from one place to another. Pulled her out of boarding school and straight on a plane to Cali. Not like Adora had a say in anything back then.. She was still in shock. When she got to California, it seemed like Brazil, only somewhat different. It just wasn't home.

But, how did this little eight year old get interested in sports and surfing? Her older sister, of course! Sabrina Marie had started to work in a surf shop since she had turned fourteen. Sabrina learned to surf and attempted to make Adora a surfer. And, it worked. She took her to a beach and after about an entire day of teaching and surfing, Adora got the hang of it and fell in love with it.

When she started the seventh grade, Adora got involved with as many sports as she could and made as many friends as she could. Oh yes. The little thirteen year old got pretty popular, pretty fast. Because of her outgoingness, loudness, and sporty attitude.

Moving on to present day, Adora has just graduated High School and has many colleges wanting her on their sports teams. And some for her grades. What? She had to stay on the team. Anyways. She came to Miami to have a relaxing summer before she goes back and decides to do with her life.

Family/Friends:

Adora is visiting her cousin, Anabella. Her parents are still in Santa Cruz.

Likes/Dislikes:

Likes;;
>Music.
>Surfing
>Hollister
>Shopping
>Friends.
>Being herself.
>Tanning.

Dislikes;;
<Spiders.
<Extremenly preppy people.
<Pale skin.

Sample Post:

Maybe if Ascilia hadn't pretended to be cheerful for all those years, she would have never been in this position. The position where you were always a broken vase. Where you were shattering more with every breath that you took. Every single little lie had made its way into your head and poisoned your mind. To make it seem like every death was your fault. Ascilia could never forgive herself. Never. She knew that deep down in Vlad's lifeless heart, he blamed her. Her mind told her it wasn't true, but her heart told her an entirely different story.

Ascilia's heart had always made her choose with caution and feeling. Her mind had always taught her to choose with logic and reason. Two entirely different things. Too very different voices whispering in her ears. Ascilia was to the point where she could not tell which was trying to help her, and which one was trying to break her. One of was trying to tell her reason, the other was telling her lies. But as mentioned before, she didn't know which to listen to. They both seemed so logical in her mind now.

Looking back around at the people, Ascilia also took note on happy they looked. So peaceful with their life. Always holding their lover close to them. Always smiling and laughing. Ascilia would never get to that light. She would always remain in the dark. Where she stayed in the corner, rocking herself into a gentle sleep. It was her nightmare. And all she had were all those memories. She just couldn't let them go. She just couldn't. She can't let go. There was nothing really to look forward to. Besides teaching. And that job was only good for a few months, then a holiday.

Going back to the light of her life; Ascilia had always known two lights in her life. Eustance, for a short time and never a 'true' loving relationship, and Vlad. She knew that he had been the one for her. But she blew that. She blew her chance for true happiness. All by falling under his charm and drained him quick from her hunger. Her animalistic hunger that let the beast within her take form. Had she really become a beast? A haunted, blood lusting beast? Had Ascilia really become what she feared the most?

Shaking her head to clear her clouded mind, Ascilia glanced at the people once more. She saw a young couple. Her and Vlad were young. They looked so much in love. Her and Vlad used to be like that. The girl seemed insecure. The boy looked confident and had eyes only for her. Ascilia was like the girl, and Vlad was like the boy. She could feel the tears swimming in her eyes. Painful memories, aren't they? When you think of a lover and how they left you. They're supposed to be painful memories, right? Right. So Ascilia wasn't that hung up over it. Or maybe she was.

Shrugging, Ascilia turned her attention back to Bella. She seemed to have stopped trying to smile. Its useless. Vampires with always have their vampiric smiles. Their vampire teeth. The vampire charm about them. And most importantly, their immortal life. At the cost of murder and drinking blood of the innocent. Not like it could have been helped. Their lives will always be cursed. Always a tragedy. No bright and happy ending. Always just depressing and tear-filled. The pages always wet from the tears and people always carrying their burdens after reading that little black book.

Turning her attention back to Bella, Ascilia nodded slightly. People would have never expected Ascilia to go away for vacation. But somewhere as cold as this, was pretty reasonable for them. "True." Ascilia shrugged, taking off her scarf. It was starting to suffocate her for some reason. Probably after seeing that lovely little couple that remind Ascilia of her and Vlad. "....So.. How is your vacation so far?" Ascilia attempted to make a conversation. Well. At least she's attempting to be social.

Maybe she wasn't entirely helpless.

Extra:

Nothing that I can think of..
Except my name's Alexis =p and I wrote this with extreme writer's block x.x

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[Tami Lavender]

Accepted!
I think you've done a great job, even with a writers block