Post by victoria hope jean on Nov 23, 2010 11:30:02 GMT -5
VICTORIA HOPE JEAN
NAME: Victoria, but people call her Hope
GENDER: Female
AGE&YEAR: 16&Year three
PROBLEM: Major: suicidal minor: eating disorder
RISK: Moderate
PLAY BY: Selena Gomez
APPEARANCE:
Hope stands on the shorter side, only standing at a height of 5'4" and weighing a not so healthy weight of 93 lbs. Her skin is naturally tan, being half latino, but it's lost it's glow due to her eating disorder. She has light brown eyes and pink lips on her heart shaped face. She has long dark brown hair that falls at her chest, but she will sometimes put it up so that it looks like she has a bobcut. Some people say that she looks more like a child sometimes than she does a teenager. She has scars going up and down both of her arms in every direction, and she tries to hide them to the best of her ability with makeup or jackets.
For her fashion sense, it leans more towards the girly side. She loves bright colors and floral skirts. She wears her heels or stylish sandals any chance she gets. If she's having an off day, she'll just wear jeans with a t-shirt, but she likes taking her time to dress up, even if it is for class.
PERSONALITY:
Hope is one of the sweetest girls you'll probably meet at this school. She always tries to put others before herself, no matter the situation. Even if she's having one of the worst days she could be having, if someone is upset, she'll do anything in her power to comfort them or cheer them up. She loves having the chance to meet new people; she loves to talk and make new friends. She is cautious to meeting people, however, because of how of 'friends' started to treat her before she came here.
Even though she is one of the sweetest girls, she has a bad temper. When she gets angry, she's not afraid to yell back or fight. She was taught to stand up for herself, but sometimes she forgets that. If she sees someone else being picked on or bullied, she will step in, no matter how big the person is. If someone makes her mad, she can get crazy. She will start to throw things and scream; an effect from desperately trying to keep things from people.
HISTORY:
Victoria Hope Jean was born in Houston, Texas on March 31. She was born to a caring, rich family. Her family wasn't big, but it wasn't small either. There was her mother, Teresa Gonzales-Jean (38 years old); her father, Arthur Jameson Jean (45 years old); her older brother, Connor Davis Jean (18 years old); and her younger sister, Annabell Marie Jean (12 years old). Hope and Connor were very close. They would do everything together; ride horses, play piano and guitar, sing, even 'fight.'
When she just got into highschool, she noticed her brother starting to become more rebellious. She tried to ignore it, still trying to do the things they would always do together, but her brother would ditch her for other friends. This hurt Hope, alot. She was determined that her little sister wasn't going to be abandoned by both of her siblings, so she started to teach Annabell how to play piano. Eventually, Connor started to talk to her again, but he was still more on the rebellious side than she was. Eventually, they got close again, but only because Hope started hanging around with his friends.
On March 30, a day before her birthday, Connor persuaded her into going to a party. It wasn't what she expected at all. There were girls there dressed like they were about to work as a stripper, drugs were being passed around, and there were only alcoholic drinks. Her brother handed her a drink and led her over to his friends. They all chat for a while, all the while Connor and his friends getting more and more wasted. Eventually, they all went outside and Connor brought out his guitar. He smiled over at Hope and they both started singing a song they'd written together. They only sang one song before her brother started goofing off and making crude remarks about his own sister.
Hope looked around at all of them before excusing herself to the bathroom. She walked upstairs and knocked on the door before walking inside and locking the door. She looked at herself in the mirror and tried to calm down. It seemed like she spent forever in there, but it was really only a couple of minutes. When she finally got the nerve to open the door, someone pushed her back inside. He pushed her up against the wall and slammed his lips on hers before she began to fight. She was a pretty good fighter, remembering what her brother had taught her, but she was no match for the man that had her pushed up against the wall. She finally got a good look at him and recognized who it was; her brothers best friend.
Now that moment in time really did seem to last forever. When he finally left, she fell to the floor in tears and took out her cellphone: 1:20 AM. She was raped on her birthday. For weeks, she tried to tell Connor, but he didn't believe her. Instead, he said she asked for it and started calling her names such as, 'slut' and 'whore.' This broke her heart.
It took weeks for her to come out of her bedroom, and when she did, she soon wanted to go back in. Her brother and his friends were down in the living room. When she walked in, they started yelling names at her and the person that had raped her started making crude remarks, saying that she needed to lose weight, that he saw some jiggling when they had sex.
She lost all contact from her brother after that day. That was the day she also stopped eating. She didn't start hurting herself until she went back to school. Everyone had turned against her; they all called her names and told her she was fat. Soon, she dropped so much weight you could see her ribs. She starting cutting herself and would always wear jackets. Her family never noticed.
Finally, her mom started to take notice and would keep her eye on her daughter. She would tell her that she couldn't leave the table until she ate all of her food (she did eat, but she threw it up later that night), she would talk to her more, she would take her out shopping. Nothing helped. Eventually, she decided to overdose on pills. It didn't take long for her mother to walk in and see her daughter, laying there unconcious. She was rushed to the hospital and they found the slices on her arms, and how she hadn't been eating. Her mother questioned her day and night for two weeks, trying to figure out why her darling daughter would want to kill herself. Hope never told. Finally, her mother gave up and sent her to Rosedale in hopes of her daughter getting help and going back to the way that she was. Hope knew that she would never be the same. She never saw her brother after that day, but then she got word that he was moved here during his senior year; that freaked her out big time.
ALIAS: Krista
AGE: 16
EXPERIENCE: almost five years, but I still suck.
HOW YOU FOUND US: Caution 2.0
