Poppy a été trop soulagé quand sa nouvelle connaissance n'a pas réagi négativement à son commentaire plutôt grossier – pas qu'elle voulait que ce soit impoli. C'est peut-être pour ça que la blonde s'est permise d'être tournée vers la table, en se concentrant sur le maintien de son équilibre sans fin alors qu'elle se tapait vers l'avant. Poppy a flippé dans un siège, agitant son corps pour se mettre à l'aise et a commencé à grignoter messly sur sa pizza. Elle a toujours eu une façon particulière de manger de la pizza : elle l'a plié horizontalement et l'a mangé comme un sandwich, et c'est ce qu'elle a fait. La sauce s'est dégoulinée et sur ses doigts qu'elle a sucé avec cupidité, ne voulant pas gaspiller une seule goutte d'eau. C'est tout en sucant sur une telle goutte sur le dos de sa main qu'elle s'est rendue compte que la fille parlait – en se présentant elle-même il semblait.
Poppy léché la pente rapidement, avalant et offrant sa main propre, souriant vers le bas, Poppy O.Conner. C'est génial de te rencontrer, Belle.
C'est seulement cette fois que Poppy a regardé la fille avant elle. Elle était jolie, comme super jolie, et Poppy a eu la démangeaison de s'étirer à nouveau dans son siège comme si cela pouvait calmer l'insécurité qui s'élevait dans son estomac. Puis, elle a eu l'envie écrasante de caresser ses cheveux noirs apparemment doux. Au lieu de cela, elle battait la main inutilement devant son visage comme en agitant quelque chose, avant de dire,
Désolé, je suis un mangeur désordonné. Prends-le, partout et tout. Oui.
!( "Poppy O'Conner")
**Name:** Poppy O’Conner
**Age:** 16
**Gender:** Female
**Personality:** Poppy is an awkward girl who often says the wrong things when around people she doesn’t know well. When with friends, though, Poppy is loud, talkative, and, unfortunately, punny. She doesn’t understand the point of keeping things secret, so she has no qualms with saying exactly what is going on in her life or what of the likes if someone asks her. Poppy has the unfortunate habit of bottling up her emotions and, even when telling her “sob” story, keeps a straight face or shrugs it off when people ask her how she is feeling. The blonde has a hard time connecting with people on a personal level and when she attempts to express her sadness, she is often deterred by sympathetically distant responses. She is not particularly motivated to do anything and tries to find the easiest ways to do things. Her worst habit is procrastination and most of her work does not get done until the night before it’s due.
**Talent:**_ Learner_: Poppy learns new things with relative ease and has a near perfect memory where she can store all the new information. She dabbles in most genres of information and knows many random facts.
**Ability**: _Know-It-All_: By pressing her hand anywhere on a book, or anything that holds information, she can absorb the information and remember it completely. This gives her a higher level of intelligence than most. Due to absorbing psychology books and pamphlets, Poppy can easily read people by their body language. If an animal is sick? She can check for any symptoms of the million of diseases and illnesses in her knowledge. However, after absorbing too much information, Poppy gets queasy and dizzy; if she goes past that, though she never has so far, she would probably die.
**Bio:**
Poppy is an American and was born on an Air Force base in Florida. Her father is in the military and she has had to move around a lot for his work. Her parents were always busy with work – not that Poppy minded, because when they weren’t, the family was always hanging out – and so Poppy took up the habit of reading constantly. Because of her father’s work, Poppy’s dad would get deployed many times and Poppy would be stuck with her mother.
It wasn’t that Poppy didn’t like her mother, in fact, Poppy adored her mother...that is before her alcoholism came back after ten years of sobriety (she quit before Poppy was born). Her mother spiraled into a pit of depression and, in turn, Poppy too had begun to feel depressed. Later on, she was diagnosed with depression and anxiety and was prescribed medicine to take. Poppy, often than not, does not take her medicine because “it makes her feel funny.”
One day, when Poppy was fourteen and her father was home from deployment, the blonde girl came home to her mother crying in her bedroom, drunk as per usual, and attempting to call a rehab facility. Not knowing what to do, Poppy attempted to call her dad to help her, but he wasn’t picking up. After the police came (one of the rehab centers had called the cops on her mom to make sure she wasn’t harming herself) and Poppy finally managed to get a hold of her dad, everything just froze for Poppy. Her mother went to rehab until the week before Poppy’s fifteenth birthday, but that wasn’t what the problem was for Poppy. She discovered that, in her time of need, she was having a hard time connecting with her friends. They would tell her that “it would be alright” and that “at least your mom is getting better” but that didn’t satisfy Poppy – they felt distant.
After her mom was released, Poppy’s dad got a new job in Wales and the O’Conner family jumped at the chance to go for it was “a new start.”
Other: Poppy is terrified of not being able to control herself (therefore, she stays away from drugs, alcohol and such and such)