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Her name is Friday Lopet.
Friday lives in District 1.
She is 16 years old.

She has brown hair, it's silky smooth, and reaches the middle of her rib-cage. In the sun it turns a dark red color, and she normally wears it down. Her hair is naturally straight (sometimes she curls it) and never covered by hats. Her eyes are only a little bit darker than her hair. Though you can't entirely tell, Friday's eyes appear like they're squinting, and they're terribly small. Friday's skin never tans, it just burns, then turns pale, and then burns again. It's a never-ending pattern that frustrates Friday, she'd like nice tan skin. Yet, she's glad she doesn't have any freckles, pimples, or zits on her currently red face. Luckily, her family doesn't have to pay extra for any skin-care regimens - though living in the first District, it wouldn't exactly matter.

Her face is almost in an oval shape, but her cleft chin adds little bumps at the bottom. Hey ears are small - she likes to hide them - yet hear a lot of stuff. Friday's nose is bulbous and fat. Her lips are thin and a bright pink color. She'll sometimes wear lipstick, but only if she's going somewhere special. Her cheeks are pudgy and wide, and when she talks it looks like she's chewing on something. Her eyebrows are the same color as her hair and are sort of tick. Her eyelashes are thin and a black color.

Friday is exactly five feet and seven inches, and one-hundred-thirty-two pounds. Her legs are long and so are her arms. She shaves them and makes sure there aren't any little hairs. She is bony and thin, yet can carry most objects and can run pretty fast. She isn't very curvy yet she isn't flat-chested. She likes to wear anything comfortable, her clothing is one thing she doesn't worry about. Normally sweatpants, sneakers, and depending on the weather, a short-sleeve shirt, a long-sleeved shirt, a t-shirt, a sweat-shirt, or a winter-jacket. She only has two piercings on each ear of hers.

The first thing you should know about Miss. Lopet is that she uses the word 'like' too much. "I guess like, my favorite food is like, pasta." A habit she had from when she was a little girl. And she really does enjoy pasta a lot - as long as there's butter. She also likes the color pink, nature, and girls. She's lesbian. Let me rephrase that - OPENLY lesbian. Friday is ashamed how her parents are still mad at her. They said to her they wanted grandchildren, and they were mad because they weren't going to get any grandchildren. Jeez, if Friday wanted to, she could adopt! Also, she knows what people think of her being lesbian, but she ignores their comments, she doesn't usually care what people think about her.

Friday is often sarcastic and bratty - or, you can say this: If you ask her a stupid question, you're bound to get a stupid answer. Friday also likes to spread rumors for the fun of it - nothing serious though, only ones like, "I like, heard that like, Brad was like, dating Angelina." She would simply say stuff and not have any proof. Sometimes though, she's only rude and arrogant to you if you don't treat her well.

Friday has pretty high self-esteem which makes her look cocky. But her motto is "It isn't like, showing-off if you're like, actually good at it." The things Friday was good at were:
-Singing
-Cracking Jokes
-Art
But, she mostly enjoys art - though singing is a close second, and the only reason she likes making up jokes is because she likes when she made other people happy. She could also treat people nice - or be trust-worthy with few things like relying on her to remember something or help you with a simple task. She isn't a very smart person, but she has a really good memory, and remembers almost everything that happened to her since she was four. She's also sort of a girly-girl, but she loves training for the games. She isn't very clumsy, and she's also very confident.

She was born in the wealthiest District during the Winter-Time. All she remembers is that. Her parents told her she walked at one, and talked at two years of age. Her first one was - "Mama!". She was sort of a mama's girl. Not because her mom had a better job as working on luxury items - only for extra money - and her dad just sits home on the couch all day - well not really, but he doesn't work. Let's get back to Friday Lopet's life-story.

On her first day of school, she was nervous, but realized there was nothing to worry about - as long as you got passing grades, you'd get to the next grade. She learned about The Hunger Games - and like most people - was nervous at first. But then she realized being in District 1 meant you got to train! And she's been a Training Career Person since she was 7, she enjoys The Games a lot, especially since her District gets a MAJOR advantage, she likes to take the easy way out - most of her projects are done the night before.

When she was ten, she understood the value of money quite well, and even if she lived in a wealthy District and her family was wealthy, she didn't bother buying fancy clothes. She also had some close friends but rumors and secrets ruined friendship - they were sort of a group of ten and eleven year old girls who tried to act like they were thirteen and fourteen. When Friday was 12, she discovered her secret talents, drawing - during art class. Singing - at music class. And cracking jokes - just being generally funny at random times. Friday thought those were pretty cool talents. When she was fourteen - after going through all that personal stuff - she realized she didn't feel sexually attracted towards any guys her age, but seemed to think girls were pretty. She came out and her parents were disgusted.

Friday thought her parents wanted her to be happy. Maybe they thought life would be harder since she's gay, but Friday wouldn't care, she's know her friends. Being someone she isn't doesn't help her. Friday was never in a serious relationship but she's getting to the age where a lot of people are dating. She also wants to lose her v-card to someone who she know she loves.

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