PETERSEN, lenora arianne

[lena]

LENORA PETERSEN

full name lenora (len-or-uh) arianne petersen
nicknames lena
type canon
gender female
age seventeen
birthday october 28th
group reject
clique punk
grade junior
sexuality bisexual
occupation student
face claim camilla belle
alias ren

persona
sociopath, rejected, vengeful, creepy, smart, vindictive, calculating, manipulative, sly, dark-humored, sarcastic, witty, reserved, loud, blunt

life
Lenora Arianne Petersen was born the first and only child of Edward Petersen and his high school sweetheart Gayle. The two were of modest income and weren't expecting to have a child so soon after being married. This led to financial troubles, and these same financial troubles led to Eddie losing himself in the bottom of a liquor bottle. Gayle continued to put up with her husband's alcoholism and gave birth to their daughter on the twenty eighth of October. The two struggled until Gayle managed to get a job as a waitress to help make up the income deficit. Her long hours at work didn't leave much time for her to bond with her new baby and as a result, she was often left with baby sitters until the exhausted parents could drag themselves home. Despite this rather sad beginning, Lena managed to develop at a regular rate thanks to the care and love she recieved from her babysitter. At age five, shortly after Len beginning kindergarten, her father lost his job as a factory worker when the business moved to Mexico. Lena's parents were unable to pay the babysitter any longer so she was ripped from that environment and left with her raging alcoholic father after school.

Growing up her father's black outs, rages, and temper issues due to the booze negatively affected her. She learned that fear was her only way of coping and it wasn't uncommon to see her hiding under a table when her over worked and under-payed mother stormed in and started screaming. The screaming eventually turned into cursing and soon enough dishes were being thrown and doors slammed. The shivering girl forgotten about until it was time for bed. Needless to say Lena learned early on that the only person she had to rely on was herself and became self-sufficent very early. She did fairly well in school for most of her life, though never seemed to excell at much of anything. She adjusted fairly well... that was till middle school.

For her whole three years of middle school her parents were legally seperated. Her mother ran away and left her with her bumbling, drunkard of a father. Nights when she would come home the -still- unemployed man would often mistake her for her mother. So the screaming, cussing, shoving, and dish-throwing became aimed at her instead of the phantom of a mother she once had. Just in time for her daughter's mental snap Gayle came back into the family just before Lena's first day of high school. When Lena entered high school her rebellious attitude and 'look at how many fucks I give' opinion of people was focused into a new topic. She landed in the Wannabes as a Neutral. Her sole purpose in life was to matter, and she set out to do her best to become popular. One evening during her Sophomore year, she thought she'd found her shot. A Junior and Royal named Baker came in and swept her off her feet. For a few weeks he kept her chasing after him until one night at a party. The two danced and drank and drank some more (despite her open hate of alcohol, hey she was desperate!) until she was drunk. Then he used her and left her, running on to the next piece of tail. A month later she was late. After another two weeks and still no monthly visit, she panicked. Lena managed to get her hands on a pregnancy test and found out she was six weeks pregnant. Considering the ONLY boy she'd slept with was Baker, she tried to tell him, though he openly denied it.

Lena was crushed, completely and totally heartsick. For four and a half months she carried the child inside of her. The stress of hiding it from her parents and the world was too much on her. And with her parents back at their routine of violence and love, she stressed herself the point of a miscarriage. She miscarried in her own bathroom at home. And something about seeing the life inside of her laying dead on the floor made what little sanity she had completely disappear. After hiding the evidence after her parents went to sleep she was an emotionless wreck. When school came back in session for her Junior year her whole personality had changed. She became loud, blunt, and didn't give a shit about what anyone had to say about her. She'd taken on all the signs of a Sociopath and it seemed there was no sense of right or wrong in her mind anymore. Though she's kept the secret of her miscarriage from everyone she has lost herself inside her own head. She was shifted from a Wannabe to a Punk based on her personality and wardrobe changes. Then she met Avenues a few weeks later and the two got to talking. Avenues smooth talked Lena into being her second-in-command in a plot to screw over the Royals. Though she occasionally misses the charming boy she met in her Sophomore year she's too far gone to really care, and seeks revenge on the boy who destroyed her from the inside out.

roleplaying sample
The mall was a bustling hub of activity when Frankie arrived on Saturday afternoon. He had decided to come to the mall and try to get things together for his Homecoming outfit. He was going to shock the masses of Gasparilla Island High. Though, to be honest, he did that every single day with his outrageous pink hair and girl's clothes. No, for Homecoming he was going to be doing something even more outrageous than that. Given that everyone was so used to seeing the wealthy transgender dressed as a women... he was dressing as a man for Homecoming. He was going to do whatever possible not to outshine his date and the girl he was currently falling for.

He wasn't sure when he'd noticed it, really. Though the more time he spent with Savanna Strawbridge, the more his heart began to flop around in his chest and the more his pulse quickened at her touch. At first it had been a friendship and then they'd sleep together occasionally. But somewhere between all the stupid jokes and bitching about people they hate and the sleep overs...he'd fallen totally head over heels for her. Now he wasn't sure how to tell her, fearful of being rejected. Though he tried to put her out of his mind as he strolled towards the men's suit store in the mall.

When he entered the quaint little store he wasn't bothered by the man at the counter's jaw hitting the cash register. He was always quite the sight and today proved to be no exception. Dressed in white shorts and a Superman shirt he'd tied up he was already showing more skin than this guy had seen in a while. Add in a pair of sky-high blue heels, an expensive handbag, and his shock of pink hair and you had a walking heart-attack for people not used to oddities. He walked up to the counter and gave the guy a gentle smile, hoping he would stop gawking. Didn't work at all.

"I'm waiting on my friend to show up, is it okay if I sit in here and wait?" His voice was still pretty deep for a girl, evident he hadn't been taking his hormones, and the guy seemed near faint, but nodded.

He sat down and touched the screen on his iPhone. He sighed softly as he hadn't heard from anyone today. He knew he could use the eye of a good fashionista and decided he'd text Baylee and ask her to come help him pick out his suit. He clicked out a quick text that said: Hey, ho. I need your help shopping for my outfit for Homecoming. Meet me at the mall and I'll treat you to lunch? xoxo - Frankie. After slipping his phone back down into his purse he glanced up at the guy who had now sent a younger boy out to man the counter. Frankie stood up and walked back over to him. He leaned over on the counter and gave the boy a flirty smile. Might as well have some fun till Baylee showed up.

"You. Me. Changing room in five minutes." He said before sucking on his finger tip and sauntering off towards the dressing rooms.