<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/>Firstly a Charlotte stood on the sidelines, or what could have been considered the side line, she peered upon Jazz accepting her gift and with that a calm swept over her. Perhaps it was finally seeing Jazz returning to a more positive state of mind, or even perhaps the girls' attention was off her, at least for the moment. Perhaps both, filling the senses of friendship and selfishness all in one, as the truth had it, they all had been teenage girls and social gatherings were often as cut throat at times as they were sociably pleasant.<br/>It wasn't until one of the girls stood beside her, not in an attempt to favour a side, but in an attempt to gather everyone as one and to enjoy the party, the tense mood settling down as quickly as it was raised.<br/><br/>She hadn't meant to ignore Evie previously, her own mind was going a mile a minute at the time and the small guilt trip she had had her brain frying for a momentary lapse or two. It was a bit hard to keep up with everyone actually, at least until Jazz took solice in her friends and their gifts did Charlotte truly settle down and let the world spin normally. With that said and done she kindly swapped pleasantries with Evie, whom had a kind and welcoming smile Charlotte  appreciated right off the bat. After which her attention scrolled back to the Birthday girl, who seemed to inch closer and closer to a more relaxed state not only of mind but in body. She'd known Jazz long enough to know when she was "jazzed" up se'd like to call it, which basically meant how stressed she appeared, or on certain occasions, excited or eccentric. Still,Charlotte probably wasn't helping by being a by-stander and staring upon Jazz with various worries and concerns, as this had truly been something she had never done before. even it was intended to be fun and fun indeed, new things like this could stress ones mind, Charlotte would have to hope they'd get some games or something going to truly ease tension. Though little to Charlotte's knowledge, the girls seemed to have a pretty good idea on how to do so.<br/><br/>Charlotte's train of thought had ended, which wasn't at all a bad thing as she did tend to over think every little thing, which in many situations made her a bit of a party-pooper. Though it hadn't been entirely her fault, her parents raised her a stout catholic, unfortunately they didn't see their daughter growing a brain and questioning every little thing. In a sense it made Charlotte, the ever "little miss, goody-two-shoes" quite fallible. But what had stopped her and caused her to gasp was an arm reaching around her shoulder and gripping softly yet firmly. Another girl took to her, Charlotte's hands gently sat on her waist folding over one another, listening to Trix. It was almost as if she was flirting with her, though it was more obvious she was being over friendly. Her mind wanted to kick back into gear and consider the two had a small staring thing going earlier and were probably silently judging one another... in each other's minds at least.<br/><br/>"Y-yeah...."<br/><br/>She replied, a little nervous but smiling warmly as she set eyes upon Jazz again. Of course the smile along with the cooled scene was short lived, Jazz spilling the dark contents of her glass over herself. It had been in no way a big deal, maybe Jasmine had simply been on edge still, maybe she even though Charlotte truly caught what was going on and was expecting her to jump to the moral high ground and tell everyone off.... which she occasionally did, another of Charlotte's "imperfections". Alas with the done, the other girls rushed to go help Jazz, where Charlotte stood beside Trix whom still had her arm around her shoulder. Charlotte had no intention of bumping her off, instead she turned her head and spoke softly.<br/><br/>"Maybe we should go help check up on Jazz, she could use all the support she can get. Maybe we can suggest playing a game or something...."<br/><br/>