chocolate cake // district 12 \\ FIN

chocolate cake // district 12 \\ FIN Feb 9, 2014 12:56:09 GMT -5

Post by Ella on Feb 9, 2014 12:56:09 GMT -5

Yeah, I'm chocolate,
But I'm not sweet.

♥ CHOCOLATE CAKE ♥

Introduction;

I turn my head around slightly, covered shoulder to toe in flour. Another mishap. Unlike my family, I'm a terrible baker. Always spilling the flour, dropping the bread, and everything in between. I can't even make the simplest of darn stuff. I can't even make cake for heavens sake. Let alone chocolate cake. It annoys me, but at least I still have something in common with my family. Which is being a pyromaniac. Of course, that doesn't help much when you can't finish the first part of baking.

Appearance;

I'd say my looks represent my sister's name more then my own. Vanilla is white and creamy, chocolate is brown and dark. So shouldn't I be... darker? You know... chocolatey brown hair rather then golden-blonde hair. Deep, dark brown eyes rather then crystal blue eyes. This is what vanilla is. Not chocolate. Chocolate is dark.

Anyway, as stated above, I have golden-blonde hair. It's usually tied up in whatever I can find, as I think it looks better then what it looks like down. That's just me, though. I'm not sure if Vanilla thinks that too. Then I have bright, crystal blue eyes, shielding the demons inside of me. Under them sit small little dark bags, and over them too. Not as much over as under though.

I am a towering 5'5 feet tall. Okay, not towering. Close enough though! It's tall in my book. Plus the number is cool, too. I guess. My weight is a slim 99 pounds that can be easily gained or lossed. I've never been one for eating a lot, or overeating. It doesn't seem right to me. While those in District 12 are starving their pants off some people are overeating. Like wow. But anyway, I'm fairly strong. I have a strong 4-pack, which is pretty good for most people. Than my arms have those little bumps so... good. A few of those little bumps. Some of them aren't that little, too.

Personality;

I'm not the type of person you can just come up to and become good friends with. No no no, you have to earn it. Earning it with me is hard. You actually have to like me. And not many people like me. Why would you want to be my friend if you don't like me? It'd be just plain weird. You want to be friends with somebody you like, right? Exactly. I have few friends in life. Part of that is me being a loner, though. The other part is probably the rest of my personality speaking.

I'm not a fan of speaking to people, unless they amuse me or are my friend or something. In the latter case, I enjoy talking. But mainly, I'm not a fan. Just in general. When I speak, the sound comes out quiet and soft, like a mouse except with lower pitch. When yelling, it comes out as most people's speaking voice. I have to yell to get people to hear me. Whispering... I can just speak normally. I'm kind of not very charismatic, like most of my family.

What else is there to say? Oh right. People say that I always, "wake up on the wrong side of the bed." Grumpiness. I'm not even close to a morning person, it takes me right around a year to get up every morning and the same amount of time to go to bed at night. But I think I'm just naturally grumpy, not because people always scream at me to wake up. Actually, it's probably some of both. Grumpiness doesn't come only one way. Nothing does.

I believe in getting things the hard way. The hard way in and the hard way out. Things feel better if you work hard. And mostly, it's more fun. The easy way in things is boring. Life is hard. Life isn't fair.

age | fifteen
gender | female
district | district 12
occupation | student

History;

Family: I have an identical twin sister, Vanilla. We're almost complete opposites, despite being twins. She's a few minutes older then me, or was she younger then me? I forget. And then there's Lemon, "Lem." He's my older brother, at 18. I have another older brother, Pound, "Abby," too. He's somewhere in his 20s. There's also Charlotte, my older sister, she's 16. Older then me by a year.

Birth-2 years old: I was born at home to a kind-of wealthy family of District 12. We're merchants, owning a bakery. I don't remember very much from this time, like most. It's hard to remember. I was born a few minutes after Vanilla, my twin sister. Not sure about the exact amount of time, though.

3-5 years old: During this time period I had started school. First it was just a little nursery school type thing, then I went to kindergarten with all the "big kids," as I liked to say. But mainly it's kind of blurry. I don't have the best memory, and nobody else lived it like I did. Nobody else lived through all my experiences like I did.

6-8 years old: I remember this time period. 99% of it, at least. It was... nice. It wasn't to interesting. I made a few friends, lost even more friends. How is that possible? That's what some people ask. Well, some people weren't my friend. They were fakers. Fake friends that I don't give a crap about anymore. But of course, it hurt me then to know that people weren't always as they seemed.

9-11 years old: Things changed a lot for me. People changed, too. I lost more friends, whether it was because they were fake, they didn't like me, or me being a loner grew. I would avoid people at all costs, unless they stuck by me. Only two people did that. My best friend, Annabelle, and my twin, Vanilla.

12-14 years old: My heart had shattered into a million pieces. An empty spot remained after it built itself back together. My only friend that had stuck with me died. Well, I don't know if she's dead. She ran away from the District. But she was probably captured... and killed. Or turned into an avox. I doubt she could've survived, no matter how much I loved her.

15 years old: This is where I am now. 15 years old. I'm not sure what'll happen this year, and in years ahead, as I've just recently turned this age. Hopefully it'll be better, but I doubt it. Life will just turn worse and worse until I walk away forever.

Other;

i'll add to the family section of history as the plot grows and more cakes are accepted.
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