Sicily O'Shea, District Four {Finished}

Sicily Denna O'Shea

Sex: Female
District: Four
Age: Sixteen

Appearance:

Sicily isn't much to look at. Average weight, average height. She is the face in the crowd that your eyes skip over. She is the girl that sits in the back in class, whose name is never remembered. Sometimes the teacher even forgets that she's in their class. She has a plain, oval face and a pointed chin. Her nose is just a little too large. Her eyes are round and green, but not a pretty green. Just a dull, ugly shade like the scum that grows on the ocean floor. Perhaps the only pretty thing about her is hair, which is a sandy red color. It is straight, though it begins to curl at the ends.

There is one thing that draws attention to her, something that is hard for people to ignore. While people may not look at her because of her appearance, or even remember her name, this is one thing they can't help but notice. Sicily has Tourettes. Her tics are usually in her shoulder, causing it to jerk randomly. She also has jaw tics, which make her jaw twitch to the side. Sometimes, the tics will be worse, and instead of just her shoulder twitching, her whole arm will jump. She tries to suppress her tics so she doesn't draw attention to herself, but she isn't very good at it. She hates her tics, but she knows they're a part of her life, and she can't get rid of them no matter what.

Personality:

On the surface, Sicily seems to be a very quiet person. Around her classmates, she hardly talks at all. When she isn't doing schoolwork, she spends her time in school reading books. Even if one of her classmates wanted to talk to her, she probably wouldn't talk back. Her classmates mostly figure that she's very shy. And to them, she is. She doesn't like talking to them, doesn't like trying to impress her classmates and fit in. She knows she can't, so she doesn't even try. She's the same at home, when she's with her parents.

But when she goes out at night to the bars and the clubs, searching for someone that doesn't know anything about her, she's a completely different person. She puts the book away, dresses a little more daringly, and lets herself shine. She tries to forget about her tics and pay attention to being herself. When no one she knows is around, Sicily can be confident in herself. She can walk up to someone she doesn't know and start a conversation. She can joke around and keep a conversation going. She's good at pretending and giving people what they want.

Sicily's fellow classmates would never guess it, but she can be quite wild. When she goes out, she drinks anything she can get her hands on. Beer, wine, vodka - whatever people buy for her, she drinks. She lets go of all her fears, and lets herself just be whoever she wants to be. She can be a different person every day. One day, she can be loud and wild, and the next, she can be cute and flirty. Almost every day that she goes out, she manages to find someone to either make out with or spend the night with. She prefers men that are at least seven years older, because she thinks they're more mature. If she wanted teenage boys, she'd find them at school.

History:

Sicily was born to a man and woman in their late twenties that liked to pretend they were in love. Perhaps they had been, once. Sicily was an attempt at saving their relationship, one that failed quite miserably. Sicily spent the first four years of her life listening to her parents yell at each other. More than once, her mother left the house for a few weeks, sometimes taking her with, and sometimes leaving her behind with her father. When Sicily started having tics, her mother went over the edge. Her mother blamed her father, saying it was his fault, that all the stress of seeing them fight had made this happen.

It didn't take long for her mother to move out for good. Sicily was left alone with her father, who knew almost nothing about raising children. Most of the time, he left Sicily with a grouchy old woman while he went to work and drank himself into oblivion. Never once did he say he loved Sicily, or spend time with her. The most interaction they ever had was saying hello to each other when one of them came home, or asking the other person to pass the remote or the beer. Sicily did all she could to get his attention. She worked hard in school and got good grades, she tried to make friends and bring them home. But nothing worked.

So Sicily did the only she could. She abandoned her quiet self and walked out into the dark of night. She discovered another side of District Four. It was easy to fall into the drinks and wild parties. It wasn't long until Sicily was seeking out boys, making out with them in the dark corners of smelly bars. It progressed quickly, until the day came that Sicily was sleeping with another guy every night of the week. Even when she stumbled into the house drunk, her clothes reeking of cigarette smoke and worse, her father didn't notice. It was too late to stop, though. Sicily liked this new, wild side of herself. She tried not to care about her father. Now, all that mattered to her was who she'd hook up with, and how much she could drink.