District 6: Scarlett Harbor wip

If you were in an immensely crowded room, would you find Scarlett? Probably, as her bright red hair makes her an obvious person to find. It's like trying to find a red rose in a large patch of Casablanca Lilies. It is not the slightest bit auburn, it is how you would think of it if you described the color red. Like the crayola color, red ora faint color of blood and it's just the right color to compliment her beautiful hazel eyes. She also has brightly shaded orange like highlights, so you could compare the color of her hair to tomatoes and carrots mixed together in a bowl. Near the roots, the orange turns more golden like the light a candle's center flame emits as it burns, but as you reach the tips of the streaks the color turns into more of a deep maroon like the color of a black widow's distinguishing mark, the hourglass. Her hair is the mildest bit fuzzy but it gets more in depth towards the bottom which makes it surprisingly soft to touch. You could that say her hair was very long but that would be an understatement. Her hair reaches an inch past her hips and that's saying something since most people's hair will snap at that length. It tangles easy, as is is slightly fuzzy even without the edges, although it is soft to the touch. Her hair is wavey, as well. Most of the time she will wear it down, as she finds puting it up slightly uncomfortable and cold. Her thin eybrows curve downwards, and are lighter than her hair, looking more like a blonde or auborn shade. Her eyelashes are long and thick, beatiful as a rose when it has just reached full bloom. Scarlett's almond shaped eyes are not mud, chocolate, or any other shade of brown. They are pure, but light hazel, the brightest feature on her face, illuminating her smile more than any light could. The soft color could have been scribbled on her by a child, but it's an imperfection that makes her more perfect and more beautiful. Deep pools of grace lie beneath the smooth surface, draining passers by of their priorities until all that is on their mind is the constant, everlasting image of those dazzling, hypnotizing orbs, scowering the street for an unknown person.

Scarlett's nose is about as normal as noses could get. It is average sized, not huge, not small and sits, unsurprisingly, on her small pale face, smack in the middle of her head. The bridge isn't very high, yet it isn't very low. The tip ends smoothly, rounded off like any normal nose. There is absolutely nothing abnormal or significant about it. Thin, pale lips sit in a permanent frown upon her face. They are never too wet because she never licks her lips. In fact, she hardly opens her small mouth at all, and is very quiet. In the rare occasion that she does bare her teeth, you would find that they are a tinge yellow but are clean enough since she hardly eats anyway. Scarlett's ovular head had barely any bone structure; when you looked at her at a first glance she looked young because of her eternally small looking head. Her high-set cheekbones give her a weak appearance, and even when her voice uses pressure or force her face suggested vulnerability and a child's stubborn indifference. Her pale, fair skin never tanned, much to Scarlett's dismay; it only burned bright pink and then faded back into a ghostly white shade. The freckles that Scarlett despises so much cover space from her hairline all the way down to her jaw. They line her ocean blue eyes, dotting across her eyelids and temples. They run lighter and lighter down into her chin, abruptly giving way to the sheet white skin that laid on her neck. Scarlett's ears are small and look like an elf's. Many a time has someone joked about it, and it only makes her slightly annoyed, rather than into boiling rage like the redhead stereotype would suggest. Her ears are set back from her face, and lean backwards toward the back of her head. Another feature that counts as a flaw, but her other facial features can make up for it if you tihnk.

As for Scarlett's neck, it is slightly long, and when she turns a muscle pops up. This happens in many people though, and is not to be considered unique to her. The neck is thin, but not pencil thin. It is like putting your hands, balled up, knuckle to knuckle. Add a centimeter or two and you have her thickness. Right below are her shoulders, thin and boney. Down onto her skinny little arms, you see hardly any muscle. She is weak. Her elbows are very sharp, and even the slightest jab could be painful. Her hands are also very boney, her wrists easy to wrap your pinky and middle finger around, yet they are very flexible and excellent at tying knots. She has a double jointed pinky, and it certainly creeps her older brother out.

Scan Scarlett's chest and you'll see it is most certainly not large. They aren't flat, but rather a little less than you might consider average. As the saying goes, you can count her ribs. Literally. She is thin to a point she has a noticable little dip where her belly should be. Just like the rest of her it is all to skinny. Her hips are slightly wide, such as they should be.

Now we reach Scarlett's legs. Even though she is short her legs are still long for her height. Her thighs are rather thin, and don't seem to have much muscle. Her knees are ugly, the kneecaps seeming to be pushing out. They are scabbed and scarred from crawling on the ground so much. She has skinny legs, and not much muscle there than she has anywhere else. She isn't that fast of a runner, which isn't hard to tell. Her ankles are noticable bmps on her legs, especially compared to her small feet. Her toes are sized right for her feet, with dirt forming a colony under the ugly nails. No amount of washing could ever rid Scarlett of her dirty toenails.

As for clothes, she wears what her mother gives her. As for now she has a too-large shirt with a few sewn together holes that make it look lumpy and old. It is already dirty, even though she has had it for only a few weeks. Her bottoms include a grey baby blanket sewn on the edges to fit around her waist, with shorts underneath that used to be her brother's. Her brother and her look awfully alike, hair face height and all, so they are able to share clothes without being strange. They are identical twins, after all. She goes barefoot, and likes it. Of course, even if she didnt there wouldn't be any shoes for her.