<div class="floatright">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/736x/60/10/2f/60102f4b3bb8ec41e9edde79bb8721cf.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Elizabeth Rogers<br/><strong>Role:</strong>Youngest daughter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Main house- Entrance<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Elliot<br/><br/><hr/><br/>The past few days had been so much fun, just herself and Elliot, she had fallen in love with the art program at Columbia and was happy that Elliot had chosen to attend Julliard. They'd found an apartment they could share while both attending their chosen colleges. She had also met a few people that she would be able to consider friends. They were fun artsy types. Liz had noticed that Elliot had been quieter and more withdrawn on the plane ride over. She had tried to find out what was going on by asking but finally had resorted to just watching him. She concluded that he wasn't too thrilled about the tropical getaway. Liz was anxious and excited. The family hadn't been all together in a while.<br/><br/>When they landed and he wouldn't tell her what they were using as transportation to the island. She begged and even threatened to not talk to him if he didn't tell her. Sometimes, that could maybe be a relief though. Her jaw dropped and she grinned as the helicopter came into view. "You asshole, this is awesome!" She let go of his hand to run up to the beautiful machine.<br/><br/>She grabbed Elliot by the hand and basically dragged him to the main house. Her face lit up as she saw her oldest brother. "Andrew!" Elizabeth threw her arms around him, it felt like it'd been forever since she'd seen him. Her eyes landed upon the red-haired beauty standing next to him. "Why, hello there. I'm Liz...who might you be?"