penelope scott ; d8

[935060] [966E73] [A78E90]


eighteen years of age, on the cusp of nineteen
female both physically and mentally
living in the eigth district of panem
unsure of her sexuality
goes by Pen to her small list of friends

She stands tall, reaching five foot nine inches when standing straight. Her skinny shoulders are pushed back and her chest is pushed ever so slightly forward due to the posture she attempts to always keep. Penelope's thin frame would only weigh about one hundred and twenty one pounds soaking wet. The soft skin of the teenage girl is free of most impurities and is coloured lightly, a slight tan remaining on her body. Where the skin is softest on the inside of her thighs, it is much lighter and smoother as the skin has never been touched there. She remains as innocent as possible and has not even shared her first kiss, held hands with a male or hugged anybody yet.

Her cascading blonde hair is often tied back neatly in a bun or in a messy ponytail. She is rarely seen with her hair down. It's easier to dance with it tied back tightly, according to the young girl. Her thin eyebrows arch over her eyes, standing out amongst the colour of her skin. Her bruised eyes are fairly dark and definitely noticeable by all who glance and all who stare. Her golden brown coloured irises are surrounded by a sea of off white and outlined with the slight black colour of her eyelashes. Pen's thin nose travels down her long face, opening up into two small nostrils at the base. Cheekbones add more size to her face than there actually is as they are high and slightly larger. Her cheeks go in slightly due to her being so thin. Her chin is probably the largest part of her face though and her jaw meets with it smoothly.

Small ears rest against her head, seeming to be connected to the music that plays around her. Luscious lips are often pressed together, rarely any emotion being shown by the girl. Her teeth are an off white colour and are straight, for the most part. No person has ever felt those lips again their own but if they were to, they'd notice how soft they actually were. The only time she smiles easily is when the music is playing and she is allowed to express herself. Her eyes close and she enters into her own world where she isn't judged on anything physical other than the elegance she shows when dancing. A blush is almost always common when she walks around in public and she tends to pick the least travelled routes in order to avoid people so they can't comment on anything about her.

Her neck is just as thin, splitting into petite shoulders. Pen's collarbone is very prominent and the bones around the area can easily be seen. Her stomach is flat and toned from all her years in dancing and her hip bones push at the skin more than any other bone in her body. Thin arms extend from her shoulders, lacking any size to them. She appears to only be skin and bones with a slight bit of muscle down her arms. Her hands are small and delicate, her fingers thin and ending in rough nails that she often finds herself chewing. Her legs used to be muscular but now they are much thinner and the original dancer's muscles that were there are now gone. Her feet are smaller as well and her toes are little. Her foot used to always be pointed. That was all before the accident.

After shattering almost all of her foot and breaking her ankle when a piece of machinery fell on it, she lost all her hopes and dreams. The doctor promised that he'd fix it enough that she could walk normally again but he never mentioned that she wouldn't be able to dance like she loved to do. Ever since then she has been confined in a wheelchair on her worst days and on her best, she often has to still walk with crutches or a cane. Every once in a while she can go without and she often tries her best to return to the activity she loved doing more than anything. All of her grace is gone, leaving a broken girl with crushed dreams. She walks with a limp when she has nothing to support her weight and that often adds to her self consciousness.

All of her shirts cover any cleavage and most of her arms too. She often wears thin sweaters over as well just to make sure. She has always felt self conscious and is very shy. The innocence the girl has has always led her to cover up her skin. Pants are either really loose and made with thick cotton that her mother often makes herself or they're tighter leather pants. She has a pair of worn boots that she'll wear when outside in public but she really dislikes having the constraint of the shoes. Her jacket is thick and made of cotton, coloured a dark grey. Scarves often cover up her neck too, even on the warmer days as it fits her style. "Urchin beret hats" are common as well, especially her favourite light blue one. Her dance clothes remain in a small cupboard in her small home and she ensures to take great care with them. The soft off-white dress and her matching shoes will remain there forever. And they remind her of how all her dreams will never come true.

Penelope has always been a very shy girl since a young age. She'd hide behind her mother's leg and peek out when being introduced and in school, she'd be very hesitant to make friends. In fact, she went through most of the first grade without a friend because she had hung back so much and hadn't willingly opened up. She began to interact with the other shy kids but even then, she wouldn't open up as much. She prefers to speak as little as possible because she believes that she'll only embarrass herself and Pen also finds herself blushing quite often, whether in response to meeting with somebody's eyes, when she speaks too much or when she gets in somebody's way as a few examples.

Her fear to open up as always been present as well. Once she let people through her first wall and gave her name, allowing them to learn a bit about her, she'd stop them with another wall. Only her parents have ever been able to get past that second wall and to learn more about the emotions and feelings of Penelope Scott, but even they haven't passed the third wall. She has never allowed anybody to see her breakdown or to see her being herself. She is extremely innocent and has never been able to obtain the interest of a boy long enough to have a chance at feeling what it feels like to be embraced, to hold hands or to kiss. Because of that, she often ends up feeling embarrassed when a boy looks in her direction because she wants to be absolutely sure that the first person she's ever romantic with is the right one.

Her self esteem is practically non existent. Before the accident, she was extremely self conscious about the way she looked and her personality. Having enough food wasn't a guarantee in her family and so she'd often find herself being hungry and not having enough to eat as it was. However, she'd go even further and starve herself in order to make herself "prettier", at least in her eyes. The only confidence she has ever had in herself is when she dances but now that that has been taken away, she feels as if she's worthless. Every time she tries to dance, it gets even worse. Nobody has ever reinforced that she's beautiful no matter what and her mother has only contributed to the self esteem issues that she has, unknowingly and by accident.

Penelope could stay by herself for hours and hours without feeling the desire to interact with somebody. She has always been extremely creative and will find herself writing or drawing now that she can't dance. She fits in well in the textile factories as her creative thoughts can be expressed just as much. However, she's often held back and she can't use all the creativity as she'd like to. So she stays by herself and uses the paper that they manage to get their hands on whenever possible. Sometimes she moves on to drawing on their floorboards and then proceeding to scrub at it for hours and hours on end in order to avoid being in trouble. Penelope is definitely a perfectionist and she won't stop until everything is right and until everything is perfect.

Pen is also very emotional. Most things aren't blown out of proportion and are kept realistic but tears can be brought out quite easily. Ever since the boys and girls in her class started pointing out her flaws, she finds herself crying just before closing her eyes to sleep. She also has always wanted to find somebody who will love her because she's Penelope Scott, even if she has shattered into more pieces than she can handle. However, her maturity level is probably a lot higher than those of her age because she's had to go through so much. So, she keeps her eyes open instead and tries to look for the ones who don't bully her around or who don't look at her funny when she's hopping around, rolling around or using the crutches to push herself around.

Isaac Scott and Evangeline Rutherford grew up in normal lives, living in fear of The Hunger Games but getting through without being affected, and only knew each other by name for most of their lives. It wasn't until their parents arranged their marriage that they had the chance to get to meet. Luckily for Penelope, they found that they had much in common and they eventually fell in love. Which lead to the day that Penelope was conceived and after nine months of an emotional pregnancy, Penelope Isadora Evangeline Scott was born. She was and still remains to be the only child although she never was spoiled. Their family lacked the money needed to enjoy themselves and instead spent it all on necessities.

Pen grew up in a normal life. She'd wake up in the morning, eat whatever food she could, go to class and day dream about food and dancing. Then she'd return home and she'd dance all day in her room. Until her parents found her a teacher, she never had perfect form. And then she began to learn from a lady who lived in the richer part of the District. Any money the family had that could be put towards lessons was. And next thing they knew, their daughter was the most amazing thing they had ever seen and she was only twelve years old. The Hunger Games scared her and she watched with clenched teeth as different names were called. Penelope wished to carry on with her dancing for as long as possible. But the tesserae grew to be too tempting and she eventually caved in on her second year.

Her life continued as such for a while. She'd go to school and learn all the necessary things, get picked on by the girls and boys who were always idiots and then she'd return home to the life she loved. Working a job or two was not rare in the household and soon enough, Pen was helping out too. And the day she decided to move to the old textile plant was the day that she decided her dreams would be over. On the second day at work she found herself being caught under a heavy sewing machine that was toppling over. Her foot and most of her leg was shattered in many different places and her skin was torn all around. She had to be carried away by two Peacekeepers and three other men who came to her aid in order to stop her from writhing in pain.

The doctor suggested only one thing and one thing only; to keep off of it for a while. That meant her dream of dancing would be suspended for a while. So she followed his instructions and kept in a rusty wheelchair for three weeks. Finally, her leg had mended enough that she could move to crutches when she was having good days. And one day when she was experimenting with her leg, she discovered that she could no longer point it. That's how it started. Everything fell apart from that moment on. It's been a month since that moment and nothing has even remotely become better. No dancing, no friends and nobody who cares to try and help her through the worst days of her life. Her dreams are crushed and she can't find anybody to help her along. Could it get any worse?