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{S}ierra {M}oss
« Thread Started on Jul 12, 2007, 7:28pm »

Name:
Sierra Dawn Moss
Age/Grade:
17/Junior
Dorm/Neighborhood:
Dorm
Personality:
Sierra;; The Sweet
At points, Sierra will be the nicest person you've ever met. She likes to help others sometimes, even if it means handing out money. Charities are her favorite places to give money too, along with shelters of any sorts. She'll buy things for her friends, spend money for her family. Face it, she's a sweetheart. This is the side that she presents to many, but uses it as a cover in most cases.

Sierra;; The Bitch
Everyone has the nasty side. Unfortunately, Sierra's is probably one of the nastiest. She has her pride, and will do anything to keep it untouched. She likes spreading rumors about people that have turned on her, and will lie and cheat to get her way. She keeps track of who owes her what, and will hunt them down until she gets everything she believes she deserves.

History:
Every since she can remember, she has been the rich, preppy and snobby girl of the school. Only once has her family ever been bankrupt, but they quickly pulled themselves out. That was when she was nine, enrolled in a private school for girls. Her dad had lost his job to some younger idiot that had threatened to sue the company time and time again.

When this happened, the school kicked her out because they couldn't offered the bill for the academy, let alone anything else. So, Sierra moved in with her cousin, who happened to love her to death and was thankfully, not poor. Her cousin was older and much more prettier than her, but the two got along great.

At thirteen, after living with her second family for three years, she moved back with her mom and dad, who had told her earlier that they were back on top. They both spoiled her since she had missed out on everything she wanted. They moved into a beautiful bay-side four-story just for her. Master bedroom, bath, a huge living room and kitchen. All the works.

Two years later, her mother was killed in a hit-and-run accident when she was coming home from the mall. Devastated Sierra soon after quit school, eating, and talking. All together, she wasn't there for anything. Her father put his life on hold for her, and they took a six-month trip to Paris to cheer her up.

Now, two years later, Sierra is back on top and earning her rank with the Upper-Class part of town. At school, she is a snobby, preppy rich girl that will beat anyone down for the throne. At home, she is still somewhat of a wreck, but is softer then usual and gets along with her dad easily.

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OOC Name:
Sierra
Activity Level:
I'm on when my brother isn't, so I'll be as active as possible for you. Not saying that it'll be everyday or anything..
RP Sample:
{First Person}

It was late in the day, around six, when I closed the door to my bedroom and moved over toward the flat-screen. Inserting the Akon CD I had bought for myself earlier, I switched the volume up as loud as possible. My dad wouldn't be home until ten or so, so the house belonged to me.

Sitting at the mahogany desk near the balcony window, I turned on my laptop and waited patiently for it to load. After a few minutes, I clicked on my YIM icon to see of Stacy was on. She wasn't, but the little flashing orange light at the bottom caught my eye.

"im sry bout ur mom and evryting iv done 2 u"

The name only read '123_itsme', so I had no idea who it was. Thinking it was Hanna or Jackson, I left my desk and walked to my closest. Throwing the doors open, I switched on the light and quickly slipped into a pair of ripped jeans and a light orange halter top I had gotten on Monday.

Checking my hair, I slipped out of the room and quickly took the stairs two at a time. Slipping on some flip-flops, and locked the door and started toward the cove, which was two blocks away.

Ten minutes later, I was sitting by myself on my favorite rock, staring out into the ocean when someone sat next to me. Easily, I knew it was a guy. Tensing, I turned my head and gasped in shock as he covered my mouth with his hand. "Sierra, listen to me. It's important." I was choking on air, scarred to the bone. It was him. He had been in the other vehicle when my mother was killed.

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