Post by Ailera on Oct 9, 2014 10:42:35 GMT -5
This eighth grade yearbook photo is an extreme
reason Seeya decides to be the negative twin.
Seeya Tamaro could be lost in a crowd if you glanced away for a second. Especially in district 3. Her ovular face is freckled over, to the point it isn't even cute anymore. She has deep-set blue eyes and very defined eyebrows. Her cheekbones are high, and her cheeks matched it nicely by smoothing into her face. She has a little nose that can be considered pretty - if you look at that kind of thing. She also has nice lips. A little thin, maybe.
People tend to spend a lot of time looking at Seeya's hair. While plain and blonde, it has a soft texture you can sense from ten feet away. Another thing you can tell from that distance is her size. Seeya should have been a lot taller, but poor food supply and overwork have rendered her scrawny and no more than 5'2". She has sharp elbows and knees, and her shoulders are narrow. She is most often caught wearing a faded grey t-shirt and jeans. She hates shoes, but when she has to walk a long distance she'll wear some old tennis shoes she tries not to tear up too badly.
Seeya doesn't like to pose, but...
Think of all the things Seeya has been through and you can give a few reasons why she would be someone horrible. Some stay angelic when they go through the hurricane, but she didn't. She let it whip her into the person she is now. Which is grumpy. Which is angry at everyone. There is no moment when she doesn't judge someone, or compare herself to them. She is always making fun of people in her head. Her mind overflows with jealous thoughts whenever she speaks to someone, which isn't often. She doesn't like to talk to people. She's afraid to one day have to say good bye.
A lot of people who look at Seeya from the outside assume she's just mean. She isn't friendly, to be certain, and she does hate most people, but she can be considerate. She'll be ridged and nervous the whole time, but she'll show you she thinks of you, and that she remembers what you tell her. She has a uniquely sharp memory, be it names, or occasions, or faces. When she manages to make a friend, and as soon as she realizes they've wedged themselves into her heart, she holds them close. She'll run to please someone if it makes them happy.
Seeya prefers to be a loner, and she prefers a life of no friends to a life of constantly losing them and messing up. When she isn't grumping about, she's in her corner, letting her "great" memory envelope her. She lives in the past constantly, and is not stranger to tears. Old friends walk around her, slip into her dreams and her thoughts, and affect her actions all day. There is no one left for her to hang onto.
Never said she wasn't pretty.
Seeya doesn't know her parents. As far as she's concerned, she spontaneously appeared in the community home one day. The truth behind her assumptions is a lot less science fiction. Seeya was a twin, and her parents didn't want twins. They wanted one little girl or boy they could take care of easily, and having twins wasn't going to work out. So at three hours old, Seeya was abandoned to the community home before anyone found out the Thair family had had twins. As just another foundling, she was an annoying thing that appeared too early in the morning.
Being a young child in the community home was a difficulty her mousy personality wasn't going to take easily. Every time one of the men or women who ran the place glared her way or sent a few mean words, she lost half of herself. She learned to be quiet and obedient before she had even started school. This was before her life got bad. To the people around her, she was a shadow. She could be ignored, or trusted alone, because that girl wasn't bothersome. No one needed to hit her or humiliate her, because no one noticed her.
A few days before she was meant to start school, an old couple took her in, intending to raise her. They didn't have any children to leave their things to or continue their legacy, and they saw something in the scrawny little blonde girl. Seeya became Seeya Tamaro, and she loved them enough to consider them her parents. Something an older child in her situation would never have dared let happen. The Tamaros were old and sick, and barely a year after taking in Seeya the old man died. The woman followed quickly, grief stricken and no longer caring about the little girl. Seeya went right back to the community home.
Now that she'd had a taste of real food, and knew what it was like to be cared about, she ached for more. She wanted to be loved. She wasn't invisible anymore. To the older kids, she was now a center for laughing. She'd had her chance, and they died. Everyone had a different story. They died because they couldn't stand her, or they died because they were sad they couldn't make her human, or the worst, in her opinion, that she killed them. It was a good few months before everyone forgot, but she wasn't out of the spotlight. She was awkward, now that she was at the age she really needed to socialize.
Lucky for her, someone was ready to be Seeya's friend. A boy slightly older than her that seemed to click with her perfectly. His name was Vern. Vern was more outspoken than Seeya, and they got in a lot of trouble. They always found themselves being punished, or ticking off the wrong person. Through it all, Seeya still liked Vern and they were still able to laugh about it later, even if they had to cry about it at the time. Until they were ten. After spending an afternoon hiding things from the older kids, one of them found out who was doing it. Vern drowned in a bucket of water that night. Seeya got out of it by the skin of her teeth.
After Vern died, Seeya's few years of letting herself be in the open were over. She reverted to being quiet, but now she was constantly afraid of the other kids. Sure, in any community home there are dozens of quiet, stay- out- of- the- way kids, but there are even more bitter from years of being without love. She found herself scurrying quickly by the older ones, ducking her head or flinching if they approached her. It was funny. Supposedly.
Seeya found her first new source of happiness at her first Reaping. She stood next to Lina, who had a thousand things in common. Neither one knew their birthday, or their parents, but Lina lived with her grandparents. They both liked brown, and cats. A scary event turned into a lucky day, but their friendship wasn't as wild as her's with Vern. Lina snuck out to meet Seeya outside the community home often. It was there they told secrets and talked about their pasts. During the day they played quiet games in corners, and at school all they needed to do was look at each other.
Six months later, Seeya had her first kiss. Lina and her were sitting under the stairs leading to the front door of the community home, and it just happened. They were shoulder to shoulder, and they turned their heads at the same time and kissed. They only sat there for another few minutes before Seeya stood up to go inside, afraid and excited at the same time. They didn't see each other for another week, and when they did, they agreed not to let it happen again. When it happened again, they made the same promise. After a while they couldn't stop anymore. They decided to stop being friends. The only place they were near each other was at school, and they did not look at each other for fear of old feelings.
Desperately, Seeya tried to find a boy she could like. It seemed every time she could get a boy to like her, she lost interest in him, and had to begin looking again. At fifteen, she found someone else. Alice. Alice didn't like Seeya at all, but Seeya didn't know that. So when rumors began spreading around the community home that she'd tried to do dirty things with Alice without her permission, she shut up and began hiding from them all, though she learned to accept what she then knew for sure. After, she decided her days of making friends were over. She wasn't going to screw up anymore.
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