Hannah Bennet

[Hannah Bennet]

About You:

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your real name: Nicole
age: 13
birthday: September 30th
expierience: 3-4 years.

The Basics:

name: Hannah Joy Bennet
age: 17
grade: 11 [Junior]
family:
Father: Benjamin Bennet, 42, Traveling Artist
Mother: Danielle Bennet, 40, Traveling Artist

Tell Us About:

your childhood:
Once upon a time lived a little girl named Danielle Gray. Now Danielle saw the world in a different way than others. She saw the simplest things as complex, beautiful things laid out in front of her like a playground. Danielle was only small at this time, and people mature rapidly. It seemed that as Danielle matured into high school with her friends and enemies, her mind was growing for complex, as if seeing flowers and nature in a whole new light. She found her strength in the Arts classroom. Danielle also found her soul-mate in that classroom. His name was Benjamin Bennet, who also enjoyed the arts, and most of all, traveling.

Now in their final year before graduating high school, they both got these crazy ideas in their heads that they were going to travel across North America and paint, sketch and sculpt as much as possible while traveling. It turned out for both of them that this was not a silly little idea. After their fun-filled prom and the let-out of school, they were left with a decision. Either they go to collage, leading separate lives, or run away together and become, traveling morons.

Morons they were. Danielle and Ben packed up their bags to leave their hometown for good. With a few words they pick up their bags, loaded the old gremlin and drove away to who-knows-where.

This couple traveled across Canada in a heart-beat. But soon after a night in the car with her beloved, Danielle ended up having a whole knew heartbeat in her stomach. This little heartbeat quickly grew big enough to be born, in the middle of Houston, Texas, on the road yet again. It turned out that this bundle of joy was a girl, a soft little baby girl.
The father Ben, panicked silently and moaned in agony,"Common Danielle, name the damn thing!"
Without hesitation Danielle knew what the name was going to be. She stroked the new-born's head with affection and mouthed to her,"Hello Hannah, welcome to the family."

If you fast-forward a few years, you would see this little girl sitting in the backseat of the Gremlin playing with beads and string. They were in Utah, and it was scorching. Steam rose from the hot road, but still little Hannah continued to play in a amusing way. Her short brown hair framing her face as she slid a blue bead through a string. This little girl was now seven, and had been traveling all over the United States her whole life. Finally her family decided that it was time to settle down somewhere, that somewhere was to be Carlem.

your parents:
Basically said it all above.

you:
Hannah is a very quiet person. She is very timid around people she barely knows. Hannah sticks beside them and sometimes barely noticed. Hannah talks very a coy tone when she has met somebody new. If she finds a liking to this certain person, she will grow to open up to them and talk at an average level.

Hannah is an extremely nice human being. She would never hurt somebody on purpose unless they did something absolutely dreadful. She is like a little old lady, not able to hurt anyone, although she is obviously not old. Hannah adores every creature on earth and would never want to hurt anything or anyone. She thinks that she is simply there to view the beauty of the world, and be kind to everyone in it.

Hannah is a genuine friend to anyone that wants to be. She will treat them with upmost respect and will do anything for them. She would ,travel anywhere for them and go through the most horrible storms just to hear them say thank you, or smile.

Hannah is very loyal to people she is friends and family with. She would never let them down, nor tell any secrets about them. She is always there to be the crying shoulder and to be with them when they went through something horrible. Hannah would be the one you would say is your sympathetic friend. She will tell you everything is okay when apparently it isn't.

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Hobbies:
[x] Painting- Ever since Hannah was little she had loved paint. Although through the years she got better and better. Soon she was able to paint landscapes and portraits instead of just finger painting.

[x] Photography- Along with her creative side, she enjoys to take photos, often they end up in her paintings. Hannah received a camera (Nikon) from her mother a while back, ever since using it everyday of her life.

[x] Astronomy- When Hannah was growing up, her family traveled the country, in doing so, Hannah discovered more than she thought. When they went somewhere, there would be different consultations. After many years of studying the stars, Hannah grew to know everything about space that she could fit in her pretty little head.

[x] Reading- Poetry to Teens, Romance to Horror, Long Novels to Fine Print, Hannah will basically read anything she gets her hand on. Although she does not let reading interfere with her social life, she enjoys to have time to sit down and read a good book.

Habits:
[x] Never Shutting Up- Hannah has a problem being quiet around people she likes or have some sort of relationship with. Most of the time when she around that type of person, she can go on forever about anything that comes to mind. Other than that, Hannah is quite quiet.

[x] Biting on Pens- For what seemed like ages, Hannah chewed on pens, lately she has tried to decrease the amount of pens destroyed by her teeth.

[x] Clingy Friend- Hannah is a very clingy person. She always likes to be around somebody she likes or is friends with. It can be taken as a very good thing or an annoying trait.

dating expierience:

Hannah really hasn't dated very many people because of her moving around from place to place. Atually, she had never had a boyfriend or such.

Appearence:

overall appearance:
Overall, Hannah tries her best to be elegant. In her way of walking, her postures, her arm gestures and most importantly, how she dresses. First of all, Hannah has an excellent posture. Her mother had always insisted on her having a perfectly proportioned posture. Hannah walks in a swaying motion, with her arms and legs moving at the same rate and swaying in equal movement.

For her clothes, she just loves anything with a sort of respectable, chic and some what reflecting her artistic abilities. Hannah wears dresses a lot, she wears them a lot because frankly, others do not. She wears it because she thinks others are to childish to realize that they represent a sort of elegance that jeans and a band t-shirt just don't exemplify. She also wears a lot of vests, the kind that are in broad ways shows. She wears them to show of her boyish side, not that she really has one.

Hannah has her normal pedicure and manicure once a week from her aunt's salon. She usually has it done, but if she bites her nails, in terms of an exam, then she will skip until her nails go back to a normal length.

As for her feet, Hannah's are very slim and long. They are about size 7½ but always look smaller in shoes. Hannah always gets shoes to small because she thinks that if you get shoes that are small, your feet will eventually shrink to that size.
hair:
Hannah has the Bennet hair. The same type of hair had been passed down for nearly ten generations. It consists of wavy on some days and straight on the others, and most importantly, brown hair. It is naturally soft and takes natural oils in quite nicely. Hannah has her hair in a side part most of the time, coming up to her chest. It is very rare to see Hannah with her hair up because she cannot fit all of it up in a ponytail.
eyes:
Hannah has bright blue eyes, from her mother. Her eyes are almond shaped and are medium sized. Her eyes look dull when she in a shaded area but when she is in someplace that has a lot on sun, her eyes sparkle and captivate most people.
build:
Hannah is a very slim person. Her arms and legs are fairly long, so she really is average height and skinny. She really doesn't have any muscles because she doesn't have much fat for it to be turned into. She stands at the height of 5'6", an average height for most teenagers.
a picture:


Illiterate:

rp sample:

The autumn breeze swept across Audrey's nose. The cool crisp air was refreshing after a long Transfiguration test with Professor Magonigal. The lake was a great escape to blow off her steam. The leaves were turning brilliant colors of orange, red, and brown. They rustled in the wind crating a magical sound through the air.
A crunch of leaves began from behind her. Audrey turned suspiciously to the noise to be face-to-face with a small little first year. The small first year timidly walked up to her with wide gleaming eyes. His face so tiny and her big blue eyes seemed as though they would pop out of their sockets any second. The boy bashfully said a hello and reached into his robe to reveal a note. Audrey smirked as the boy handed the note to her. She slowly gave him an vile look, basically telling him to get lost. The boy scrambled out of eyesight before she could even look away. For moments, Audrey felt bad for the kid, knowing he was so little and she should not have scared him like that. She looked down at her hands, one of them held a note. She quickly opened the note and smiled. The long beautiful handwriting occupied the long papyrus paper. The slowly read the detailed letter:

Audrey,

Hopefully that first year had managed to give this not to you without reading it. If it helps in anyway, I have spotted Potter. He is doing what he always does, homework. I don't really understand why you are fascinated in the boy, he is pretty average if you ask me. Just enquire the next time you need me to do any spying.

Your Friend.

Audrey read the letter over a few more times before the words started to make sense. Harry Potter with homework? It didn't seem right though the kid was always up to something, and well she at all times felt the need to stop the unexpected events that he planned. She turned around to a small oak tree by an old bench. Upon the bench sat a boy, who was obviously younger than her, much younger. He had messy, unruly black hair and a big scar on his forehead. Audrey approached the boy in caution, at once realizing who it was. When she had reached him, the boy looked up and Audrey looked down at the boy and she said smiling cruelly, "Hello Harry Potter, so good to meet you."

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