SIMONE, Andie Marie

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.Andie Marie Simone.

Full Name: Andie Marie Simone
Nick Names: Dee
Student or Staff: Student
House: B L U E
Age: Eighteen
Ethnicity:Caucasian
Gender: Female
Sexuality: Uh... straight

Physical Description: I could be classed as being short, but I really don’t care what anyone else thinks of me. I am slim, but well toned from all the years I have spent, doing martial arts and dance as well as being an assistant-coach for children’s gymnastics and dabbling in modeling. My hair is often worn in a high ponytail or two low pony tails.

Personality: I am;; A bubbly, happy-go-lucky person. My previous school reports have said that I get along with others and will go out of my way to help people that need it.

I like;; The colour pink, being active, playing my acoustic guitar and singing, quiet nights in front of the fire (I had to add that one).

I hate;; Not being able to complete a task I have set for myself, Heights (yeah, I know. I do gymnastics and I’m scared of heights!), people that treat girls like they are made of glass, people that take advantage of smaller and/or weaker people and animals.

History: My birth father died in a car collision a month before I was born. The driver of the other car was horribly drunk and was driving full speed on the wrong side of the road. It didn’t take mom too long to get over it as she was married again before I was even born – my stepfather wasn’t too impressed when mom went into labour during their honeymoon, so it didn’t start off very well for me – that and the fact that I was the leftovers of mom’s previous marriage.

Derik saw sport groups as an excellent way to get me out of the house, so he talked mom into signing me up for as many as she could so I would become a “well-rounded individual” Derik just didn’t expect me to be so good at everything I did as I got older. It helped him that Mom was a competitive rider.

For my 8th birthday mom signed me up for Pony club and as luck would have it, one of the members was selling her old pony so I got him too. I loved going to PC each month and I picked things up very quickly, but I asked if I could just grade with the rest of my class, as I had made really good friends with Sarah and India.

A year later I was standing ringside, watching as mom tackled a very complicated jumping course on her beautifully trained mare when the mare’s feet slipped on takeoff and was unable to get over the jump. The mare landed on the jump with a horrible crack before she fell sideways onto my mother! The area was silent, all that could be heard was the groaning from the fallen animal. After what seemed like a lifetime, the paramedics ran into the ring with the vet. The mare was helped to her feet, but the injuries were too horrific that they had to do what was best and put the animal out of her misery.

My mom? When the mare rolled, mom was impaled by one of the broken poles. I was assured that she had died instantly, but I have my doubts. I have never been near a horse since.

I took up a position as an assistant for my gymnastics coach, to get me away from the sudden affections of Derik. It suddenly seemed that he couldn’t get close enough to me, like he had decided I would just take my mother’s place. He made it very clear that everything that happened between us was my fault and I was never to tell anyone, so I didn’t. He governed everything I ate – he wouldn’t let me eat anything that would blemish my complexion - and how much exercise I did – and still it was too never enough. It became his life goal to turn me into the perfect image he had in his head.

Once he found a new wife, Derik couldn’t get rid of me fast enough. After looking around at different boarding schools, he found one in Kentucky that was willing to take me on. As he never told me anything about the school or let me have any say in what was said to them, I’m headed to a school I know nothing about.

Misc.: Head Cheerleader (need I say more?)
Face Claim/Playby: Amy Jo Johnson

.Hormony.

Name: Harmony
Age: 8
Species: Canine
Breed: Pittbull
Personality: Harmony loves everyone and everything. She is a sweet dog who just entered the world in the wrong house. However, she does like sneaking up on other dogs and jumping out at them.
History: Andie found Harmony not long after the death of her own mother. The sad looking canine was being hauled into an animal rescue vehicle and Andie followed it to the shelter. There she found that Harmony - and the other dozen dogs seized from the same property - were used for dog fights. Since Harmony was still a puppy, she was able to be rehomed easily, not so fortunate for the older dogs though who were sadly all euthanased.