Avielle Farlans;; District One

The first thing one would notice about Avielle is her hair; the lengthy strands flow to her mid back and are the color of fully ripened strawberries. But despite the flowing length, her hair is filled with split ends due to daily heat abuse from straighteners, blow dryers and the like. Another noticeable trait of Avielle would be her multicolored eyes; the left, a deep brown tinged with violet and the other, a bright blue-green shot through with hints of yellow. Normally, a teen in District 1 would have smooth, creamy, blemish-free skin that any super model would kill for. And though Avielle does have this small luxury of ‘natural’ beauty, it only affects her face and back. The rest of Avielle’s pale body is spattered with freckles, scars and the occasional stretch mark.

Long legs and a short torso sitting atop high-set hips leave Avielle standing at the above-average height of 5foot 11inches. With her height accompanying wide hip bones and a slim figure, Avielle cant help but have a terribly bony frame. Her hands, much like the rest of her body, are long and slim with the shape of bones easily seen. Overall, Avielle is a tall, bony girl with long limbs, a smooth facial complexion and marred skin somewhat hidden by long red hair and accentuated with glowing multihued eyes that are constantly flashing with mischievous intent.

Avielle has always been different from the rest of the District 1 kids; refusing to rid herself of the imperfections that litter her body like some sort of biological graffiti and insisting they are a part of her and she doesn’t have any reason to change herself for others. Despite her obvious rebellious streak, Avielle secretly adores the company of others and will do anything - as long as that anything doesn’t involve taking away her b*tchy image she has worked so hard to create - to speak to another human being.

Sarcasm is Avielle’s favorite thing in the world. She uses it in every instance possible and expects every single person she ever meets to be accepting of her faux-snarkiness. Next to sarcasm, flirting and manipulating others are the main activities of the teen. When she sees something or someone she wants, she is relentless; flirting and lying and manipulating to just feel that same old blood rush and empty gratification of being wanted for something other than for who she really is.

Aside from her basically non-existent social life, Avielle has a stockpile of other things to entertain her when mommy and daddy dearest have their backs turned. A little lie here and there, some money stolen from mummy’s purse, a lock on the bedroom door and voila, Avielle is in paradise. Spending her days alone, with music blaring emotion and color from her speakers and her veins being assaulted by the terrible pleasure of her self-medication; just waiting for life to pass her by.

Born into a wealthy family solely for the purpose of being the token child and to save face for her parents, Avielle was never too fond of her mother and father. Which was fine for them, as they seemed a bit too busy going on vacations and managing their money for something as horrendous as taking care of their only child. Ever since she was able to bathe and feed herself on her own, Avielle was left to do whatever she wished… As long as whatever she was doing did not stain her parent’s reputation as high-end aristocrats.

Mommy and Daddy had worked so terribly hard to make Avielle seem like the perfect little daughter; dragging her off to boring adult events, training her to handle knives if she ended up a tribute, giving her feather-light hugs and glass kisses, dressing her up in the nicest designer clothes and treating her like a princess in her own right…. All for the sake of creating the image of a perfect family that would crumble apart as soon as the trio arrived into their spacious home. Avielle’s father would flee off to his study-den where he would watch ‘special’ videos and invite over his ‘special’ guests. Her mother would scurry into the wine-stocked kitchen and invite her ‘friends’ over to gossip and spread rumors amongst themselves. This left Avielle to her own ends, and those ends usually didn’t finish fabulously.

One of the only ends that wouldn't end terribly for Avielle was her discovery of nature and the immense power that it held. Within a single plant, the ability to give life or take it could be held. Fascinated by the boundless possibilities to control the world around her with medicines and poisons derived from plantlife, Avielle took every oppurtunity she could get to learn more about nature; giving her a vast understanding of nature and its abilities.

Avielle was eleven when she first got a hold of the mood-enhancing hallucinogen, Glitz. She had been wandering around in the residential area when she spotted a group of ragged looking teens huddled behind a garage, giggling and pointing at things that no one but they could see. When she approached them, the kids all shrunk away and laughed, asking why there were spikes coming out of her arms and asking if she had ever tried Glitz. When she shook her head no, she was offered to try some and one thing led to another… The rebellious, wild, self-medicating Avielle that is alive today was created.