Kelsey Hartford, Kris Hartford et Jess Grossman
Lieu : La maison de Hartford -> Derrière les bleachers -> Déguisements de carnaval

"Hé, merde."
L'éveil grossier a été rencontré avec un oreiller dur à la poitrine, suivi peu de temps par des grognements étouffés.
"Nous sommes laaaaate, Kelsey. Sors du lit, merde, il est déjà sept et c'est encore dix minutes à l'école. Maman va être énervée si elle découvre qu'on est en retard aujourd'hui."
Un autre oreiller. Kris a pris les deux oreillers et les a claqués sur le lit. Elle avait essayé de réveiller Kelsey quatre fois au cours des vingt dernières minutes, et elle n'était pas heureuse d'être à la fin de leur premier jour de lycée. Savoir à quel point Kelsey s'est préparé, ils n'y arriveraient qu'à un peu plus près de huit.
"Kelsey, je te jure que tu sors du lit tout de suite ou je vais traîner ton cul punk à l'école", a menacé Kris, prenant un oreiller et le jetant à nouveau à Kelsey. "Je vais juste t'attacher à ton skateboard ou quelque chose comme ça. Je ne sais pas."
Kelsey leva lentement la tête de l'oreiller, donnant à Kris l'éblouissement le plus endormi.
"Tu touches à mon skateboard, tu es mort."

Kris a mené le chemin sur ses lames à rouleaux, Kelsey a suivi de près derrière. Il était déjà de quinze minutes à huit, et les deux filles venaient juste d'arriver à l'école. Espérons qu'avec le carnaval, personne ne remarquerait vraiment que les deux filles arrivent près d'une heure après qu'elles soient censées le faire.
Les sœurs se sont faufilées à l'arrière des gradins, restant hors de vue jusqu'à ce que les jeunes gens aient fini de se disperser dans le carnaval.
Kris a frappé Kelsey dans l'épaule. "Nous avons raté le premier coup de fil. Réveillez-vous à l'heure demain," Kris a dit avec un soupçon d'amertume. Elle n'était pas trop contrariée par sa sœur, car la journée n'était pas aussi importante que le début des cours le lendemain, mais elle prenait l'habitude qui comptait. Kelsey serait probablement à l'heure où les cours ont commencé.
"Je parie qu'on n'a rien raté d'important. Chill out," Kelsey a rétorqué, frottant son bras où Kris l'a frappé.
"Fais chier là-bas. Tu gâches le moment."
Les filles ont regardé vers la source de la nouvelle voix. Kelsey sourit, elle savait exactement qui était cette salope.
"Hé, vous êtes Jess Grossman, n'est-ce pas? Est-ce vrai que tu as baisé trois personnes en même temps?" Kelsey s'est évanouie. Elle avait entendu des rumeurs selon lesquelles une nouvelle fille déménageait en ville au cours de l'été; comme tout bavardage honnête le ferait, Kelsey a fait son devoir de diligence et a fait des recherches sur la merde vivante de Jess. La plupart des sites de nouvelles n'étaient pas très utiles, mais c'est pour ça que Twitter a été utilisé. Les mentions de Jess étaient une mine d'or pour des ragots naturels comme Kelsey.
Elle n'a eu qu'un rouleau d'yeux, suivi d'une bouffée de fumée de la cigarette de Jess. Elle ne s'intéressait pas à ce genre de conneries. Elle est revenue ici après que les jeunes gens aient été renvoyés pour se cacher pour une fumée rapide avant de s'extirper. Les trois filles sont restées en silence un moment, avant que Jess ne parle. "Vous n'avez pas raté la merde, alors sortez vos têtes de cul, arrêtez de vous cacher derrière ces gradins comme des bébés, et baisez déjà."
Prévisiblement, Kelsey n'a pas pu résister à un autre coup de poing. "Oooh, nous recevons de l'aide de notre nouvelle salope résidente. Est-ce que ça veut dire qu'on fait partie de la foule?"
Kris a caché son visage dans ses mains, avant d'éloigner Kelsey de l'avant-bras. "Elle essaie littéralement de nous aider, Kels. Arrête d'être un tel trou du cul et allons-y." Kelsey a clignoté un dernier sourire à Jess alors qu'ils ont arrondi le coin de derrière les gradins, comme pour dire que c'était une guerre qui ne faisait que commencer. Kelsey n'a pas pu voir, mais la seule réponse de Jess était un lent tremblement de la tête, rencontré avec une autre bouffée de fumée.

"Vous connaissez quelqu'un ici, Kels?"
La sœur plus courte regarda autour, scrutant des visages familiers. "Je... pense que oui. C'est difficile à dire."
"Il y a beaucoup de monde."
"Ouais."
"Comme. Beaucoup de gens."
"Ouais."
"Qu'est-ce qu'on fait? On va juste porter cette merde toute la journée?" Kris se déplaçait sur ses lames à rouleaux accrochées à son sac à dos par les lacets, et le skateboard Kelsey tenait par les camions.
"Oui, c'est vrai. Je ne vais pas me faire voler nos affaires le premier jour. Accrochez-vous bien." Kelsey a soulevé son skateboard au niveau des yeux et a serré les camions pour mettre l'accent. Elle a commencé à errer dans le carnaval, complètement perdu dans le labyrinthe des gens, Kris suivant de près derrière dans l'ombre de sa sœur.
Lilac Diana Rider



If you're strong enough, you don't need people.

Essentials
|| NAME ||
Lilac Diana Rider
|| GENDER ||
Female
|| AGE ||
14 (birthday is February 10th)
|| GRADE ||
Ninth
|| SEXUALITY ||
Bisexual, but hasn't actually had any romantic relationships
|| RELATIONSHIP STATUS ||
Single
|| MORE IN-DEPTH APPEARANCE ||
Lilac stands two inches taller than the American average of 5'4", though she often slouches or walks hunched over to hide her face, which makes her appear slightly shorter. She's not particularly curvy, but rather has more of an athletic build, and, while not extremely buff, is well toned, with visible muscles in her arms and legs as well as a six-pack. While Lilac has the potential to be an attractive young woman, she tends not to take care of herself, with jagged, chewed-on fingernails, lack of any form of make up, and disheveled hair. She tends to stay away from dresses and other "girly" clothing, and often ends up wearing black tank tops under black hoodies, topping all that with black or blue jeans.

Specifics
|| PERSONALITY TRAITS ||
-Strong
-Silent
-Serious
-Antisocial
-Independent
-Mysterious
-Socially Awkward
|| PERSONALITY ||
Lilac isn't the type to go to parties and hang with friends on the weekends. Hell, she's not really even the type to make any friends. She's the type to study enough to maintain a passing grade, hang with her family enough to maintain a loving relationship, and then devote the rest of her time to perfecting a single passion. In this case, that passion is boxing. She practices whenever she can, and even has a punching bag for her room. But there's more to her than her passion for boxing. She is the silent type, but not in a shy or timid way. No, she's not quiet because she's afraid of messing up, but rather because she simply doesn't have anything to say to anyone. To those who aren't close to her (anyone who's not her family or ex-boxing trainer) she has a menacing vibe. Despite this, though, Lilac has a fairly heroic personality. When she sees someone in trouble, she does what she can to help, especially if the trouble they're in has something to do with violence. She doesn't really know how to interact with people, so she doesn't, and due to her menacing appearance, people don't interact with her.
|| QUIRKS ||
● Her hazel eyes make her look like she wants to destroy whatever she looks at, even when she doesn't. There's just something threatening about her eyes. It's sort of like a permanent glare.
●She always carries her boxing gloves around in her backpack.
●On the rare occasion that she does talk to somebody, if there is suddenly an awkward and uncomfortable silence, Lilac will either creep away or start talking about her cat.
●Lilac always ties her hand wraps around her arms when she's not using them. She does this because she doesn't want to lose them and also because she doesn't want to get into a fight and not have them.

|| HOBBIES ||
● Boxing
● Baking
● Cooking
|| LIKES & DISLIKES ||
+ Boxing
+ Working out
+ Bread
+ Her cat
- Unfairness
- Attention
- Awkward silences

Home Life
|| FAMILY MEMBERS ||
Mother - Rose Rider - Baker/Business Owner
Father - Elliott Rider - Baker/Business Owner
Cat - Mr. Samson - Er...Cat
|| HOUSE DESCRIPTION ||
For both financial reasons and convenience, the Riders are currently in the back of Mr. Samson's Bakery. The front of the bakery looks just as you'd expect it to look. But if you go through the door behind the counter, you're in the Rider Residence. Of course there's a kitchen, which is the biggest room in the living area, and there's a bathroom, which they have to share with the public. But there are also two bedrooms. One belonged to Lilac, and the other to her parents. In Lilac's room, there are a few small, half-empty bookshelves, a desk, a lamp, a bed, and a punching bag. In her parents' room, there's a queen-sized bed, a single bookshelf, two nightstands with two lamps, and a small TV. Since this room has the TV, they also use it to watch shows and movies together.
|| CAR DESCRIPTION ||
No car

The Past (and misc.)
|| BIOGRAPHY ||
(Warning:Mature Content! Viewer discretion advised!) Let's face it: middle school is hell for everyone. But for Lilac, it was beyond hell. You see about a week in, the most popular girl in school, Amy Teller, went missing. There was a big freak out, and nobody could find her. But eventually, halfway through the year, the police had found that Amy Teller had been kidnapped and (*Censored*) by the school's janitor, a man named Edward. Why, you may ask, did this make Lilac's middle school life so terrible? Well, I'll tell you. Lilac had an uncle. His name was Edward Rider, and he was sent to prison for the kidnapping and (*Censored*) of Amy Teller.
After that, people didn't take to kindly to Lilac. At first, it was just insults. But then, things started getting physical. She'd get sent home with a black eye or a busted lip. And after countless times of her mother and father's shared gasps of shock and embraces of distress, Lilac had had enough. You see, there was a man named Mr. Tanning. He was a muscular man with black hair and a handlebar mustache. He was a regular at her parents' (original) bakery, and he ran a local boxing gym. So one day, when he came in to get his bread, she begged him to train her. So he did, for two reasons: he liked the fact that she just wanted to be strong, and she promised she'd get him a discount on all bakery items.
She trained almost nonstop in those few years, and Mr. Tanning bought excess amount bread. It didn't take her long to get to the point where she could defend herself against the bullies. But then, near the end of 8th grade, Lilac got into a sticky situation. She was about to go head to head with a few of the guys who usually picked on her, when they did something they'd never done before: they all pulled out knives. Some were switch blades, some kitchen knives, but it didn't matter. She was able to escape with only a few nicks and cuts, and when she told her parents, they decided that perhaps a change in scenery would be nice. So they packed up and said goodbye to everyone they knew. Mr. Tanning and some of the other guys at the boxing gym threw her a going away party. They got her a cake, and also all chipped in to buy her two presents: a pair of bright red, brand new boxing gloves, and her very own punching bag. And with that, her hand her parents set off for a small town called Arrowsmith.
|| THEME SONG ||
 Superheroes - The Script
She's got lions in her heart
A fire in her soul
He's got a beast in his belly
That's so hard to control
'Cause they've taken too much hits
Taking blow by blow
Now light a match, stand back, watch them explode
|| OTHER ||
She has not hit the stage where she gets boobs.




|| Nicoletta Soriano || 
"Her mom works at my parents' bakery...and that's the extent of our relationship...I'm going back to my room now...the door's behind you..."
Lilac sees Nicole when she stops by to check in on her mom, who has told Lilac many times that Nicole is nice girl. And while Lilac isn't particularly close to Nicole, she gets along pretty well with Nicole's mom.

|| Clyde Christopher Lee || 
"I've seen him at the Center...from what I've seen, he's not a bad fighter...and I think I've seen him at the bakery a couple times..."
Lilac sees him at the Community Center, and while they are often there at the same time, have a similar interest, and seem to be good at said interest, she never really saw any reason to talk to him or try to befriend him.

|| Sadie Hill || 
"She comes to the bakery...a lot..."
Sadie often goes to Mr. Samson's Bakery to quench her thirst for sweets. Lilac sees her sometimes when she's helping out her parents.

|| WYNONA GRAY BELVUE || 
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|| LILAH J CONNOR || 
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|| MATT CONNOR || 
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|| TAYLOR AMBER REID || 
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|| KELSEY GRACE HARTFORD || 
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|| KRIS HARTFORD || 
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|| CALEB MCKINNON || 
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|| JACOB MCKINNON || 
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|| LILY WESTBURG || 
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|| NATHANIEL ZANE ALDERSON || 
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