<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body"><strong>Name:</strong> Charlotte<br/><br/><strong>Surname:</strong> Forest<br/><br/><strong>DOB and Age:</strong> June 7th, 18 Years of Age<br/><br/><strong>Appearance:</strong> H-5'2", W-90lbs, Hair-Dirty Golden Blonde, Eyes-Hazel, No Tattoos or Marks, Wears-Necklace (The Cross)<br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)]</div></div><br/><strong>Personality:</strong> Charlotte for the most part is easy going, though can sometimes be a bit bossy anxious about her schooling. She tends to care for her friends more than she should, going to lengths to help them through rough patches. She's open hearted and open minded when it comes to most things and tries to find the enjoyment in anything she does. Though when it comes to sitting around small talking about boys and relationships, she tends to get a little nervous and tongue tied. However she isn't all smiles and make up, she has her downs just like anyone else<br/><br/><strong>Sexual Orientation: </strong> Heterosexual - Charlotte hasn't had many experiences with her sexuality, having a rather strict upbringing when it came to her grades and the summer jobs she "elected" to do on school break.<br/><br/><strong>Backstory:</strong><br/><br/>Through her life, Charlotte had been consistently pressed to do good in school. Spending her childhood in an all girls Catholic school, where she often had trouble discerning who was harder on her, her parents or the teachers. Other troubles she had involved making friends, keeping up with her school work, and of course, obeying the rules. Aside from these problems as a child, she group as "normally" as one could. Growing into a young teen, she branched out on her own, outside the confides of her home and her parents firm grip on what she referred to as a leash. However by that age her parents hadn't need of worrying for her around boys, even though occasionally they did worry about her personal life.<br/><br/>Charlotte had what many considered "girlish" tastes, fashion, style, make up, shoes, not unlike Jasmine or Jazz as Charlotte had nick named her. The two had met one day at a joint-school carnival, with Jasmine being more Tomboyish and Charlotte being quite feminine, but even with the obvious opposites they had the two got along well. Though on many occasions the two didn't seem to mesh, with such moments as Jazz introducing her to video games and Charlotte introducing Jazz to cosmetics. Suffice to say Jazz had better luck had better luck getting Charlotte to play video games, but Charlotte herself hasn't given up on giving her friend a make over.<br/>They got along famously whenever they had a chance to hang out together, but with her study load and summer jobs, she nearly never found enough time to do so. They often caught up over the MMO's whenever they could. <br/></div></div><br/><div class="floatright">(http://i977.photobucket.com/albums/ae259/IceBlueShackles/J_zps326eefc9.jpg)</div><br/>Trix seemed pretty relaxed about it all, which she found to be as positive in her own mind as it was negative. Still she didn't want to rock the boat as it were and followed along for the time being. It wasn't as if they were all naked and fooling around on Jazz's bed, though with Jazz's gung-ho attitude she was beginning to feel it was headed in a similar direction. Charlotte was going to offer her present next, something which was simple small and Jazz would appreciate, of course Trix jumped on it before she could. Perhaps she was a little too nervous, held back by her own quivering knees as she prayed it wasn't noticible and if it had been, that no one was watching. Of course it was obviously too much to ask, Jazz had stared at her here and there, staring right through her, and each time she did it reminded Charlotte that Jazz had control, in her own "innocent" way.<br/><br/>Of course when Trix presented the bottles of tequila, whatever rules they had went out the window. Window? Who was she kidding, they were royally Bouncer tossed out the door and in her mind, jazz was waiting for it. Whether she planned it or it was simply coincidence, Jazz appeared to be getting exactly what she wanted. It was her birthday, she was getting presents from all her friends and doing whatever she wished in her own place with everyone else following suit. But it hadn't been out of "Follow the birthday girl", no, everyone was actually looking forward to it. Which spring to mind what she thoguht she saw when she first arrived with the girls in the pool.<br/><br/>"I uh, I'll give you mine next. I just need to freshen up first before we play Truth or Dare...."<br/><br/>She needed an exit and "freshening up" was her go-to excuse. though a tad lame or cliche, it was often true for Charlotte as she was a little stuck up about her own appearance. So wandering off, she parted ways towards the bathroom. opening and closing the door behind her, heels clicking against the hard tile surface as she ran the water from the tap before staring into the mirror as if questioning herself and the world around her.