Name: Blue Avillero
Nickname: Blue, or sweetheart by her mom.
Age: 17
Gender: Female
Appearance: Darker skin, half from spending time in the sun, and half just natural. A smattering of freckles across the bridge of her nose and her cheeks, just under shockingly bright blue eyes. Wavy, dark brown hair that she's considering dyeing, falls to a little below her shoulders and has a few small braids throughout it. 5'6 on a good day and decently curvy, with stretch marks from gaining and then losing a bunch of extra weight. She's stronger than you'd think, from hauling books and shelves around. Has a scar on her left eyebrow from a robbery gone wrong at the bookstore, and a nasty looking scar along her abdomen from the same incident. One ear is pierced, and a small silver hoop earring sits in it.
Usual Outfit: Ripped black skinny jeans, her aunt's jacket, her dog tags, and combat boots. A faded Matchbox 20 t-shirt with the sleeves choppily cut off to make it a tank, along with the bottom hem. Fingerless black motorcycle gloves, because she's really committed to this aesthetic. Never takes off the six multi colored hand woven bracelets on her wrists, and knows which of her family gave her each one.
Style: Used to be baggy clothes and sweaters, more things that were unassuming and didn't draw attention. Now it's almost a grunge/rocker look, with things like band tees and tanks, her aunt's old leather jacket(Pretty good condition, considering), and anything from skinny jeans to ripped jean shorts, black or dark wash. Combat boots or beat up old sneakers. Wears a singular dog tag on a chain that belonged to her grandmother, who pretended to be a man to join the marines. Wears her hair down almost always and with the little braids, but will occasionally put it up in a messy bun.
Personality: Makes wishes on shooting stars and in wishing wells, but would never admit it. Acts tough, and could probably kick your ass, but would rather stick to words than violence if she can. Never sleeps, partly due to nightmares and partly because her mind moves a mile-a-minute. When she meets a new person, she tends to ask their favorite song for an understanding of what type of person they are, and if she really likes someone, will listen to a lot of their favorite music to get to know them. Sharp tongue and mind, and incredibly loyal to those she considers family. Acts like an absolute dumbass though, because she hates things being expected of her. Doesn't eat a lot anymore, and will avoid food if she can.
Cutest habit: Taps her fingers to songs when nervous or bored.
Likes: Reading, the rain, coffee, stargazing, rock music, birds, kids, and jellybeans.
Dislikes: All vegetables except for brussel sprouts. Bad comedians(Y'know, the ones with the horribly offensive material that say 'people can't take a joke these days), the smell of beef cooking, and lava lamps.
Favorite…
• Color: Black/Gold
• Book: Call of The Wild
• Animal: Crow, but birds in general.
• Item: Her dog tag.
• Place to be: Fortuna's, the family bookstore, or up on the roof of the building.
• Season: Autumn. She loves the colors and the weather, despite how fleeting it all is. She also really likes Halloween and the specialty items it brings along.
• Number: 3
• Weather: Rainy, storms.
• Word: https://www.pinterest.com/pin/764697211708598911/
Jobs: Works at the family bookstore part time.
Theme Song: Tornado, Little Big Town
Flaws: A bit closed off, and can be reckless. Cares too much what people think.
Other: Lives in a three story building, the bottom floor is the book store, and the upper two are where her family lives. Lives with a gaggle of women, including her mom, her aunt, two cousins, and a couple family friends. She calls them the coven.
