Name: Anabeth Thorn<br/>Age: 22<br/>Appearance: below<br/>Extra info: Anabeth is a newspaper columnist. She gives advice about staying try to yourself and not giving in to the peer pressure around you. She also grew up as an orphan until she was about sixteen and ran away from the orphanage. She learned how to live on the streets. She applied for the newspaper company at eighteen and started off as a delivery girl. She made two best friends who took her off the streets and cleaned her up revealing the beautiful woman underneath. Ever since she has lived with her best friends.<br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/>Anabeth  sighed as Craig and Jackson begged he'd to go to the club with them. They wanted to take her out since it was her birthday. Thank god Craig and Jackson were a couple. She didn't want to feel awkward with going to a club with two men. She sighed and stood up. "Fine I will go." She told them and paused for a moment. "But I have nothing to wear." She told them. The two men looked at each other and held up a emerald green cocktail dress with black heels. She frowned and took the dress and shoes. She just undressed right there and put the dress on and slipped her foot into the heels. The two guys already liked the way her hair was done and her make up so they didn't fix it at all. They smiled at their masterpiece. Anabeth  just rolled her eyes. "You guys spoil me too much." She said and grabbed her coat.<br/><br/>Soon they were at the obviously expensive club and walked right to the front of the line. The couple had made reservations in the VIP lounge for three. She was so going to kill them later. When they went inside, Craig and Jackson instantly pulled her to the dance floor. The trio danced and danced until Anabeth  felt eyes in her. She turned around and saw a very attractive guy starring at her. Then he waved at her. "Excuse me guys." She said and walked moved to the bar. "Hey there. You know bit is creepy just watching people like that." She said and sat down on the bar stool next to him.