Hesting, Victoria,

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Victoria Paige Hesting

Expressers }{ Sophmore }{ straight

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ALIAS: Mad
OTHERS: Not any at the moment
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TIME ZONE: Eastern standard
DISCOVERED: My twin.
ABOUT YOU: That I am Epic, and I love to plot and I only use two other sites, but I will be very active, and I will always do my best!

Sweet, Expressive, fun-loving. Those are the three words that easily describe Victoria. Victoria is a artsy girl, she loves to create things, giving life to them. Anything touched by her becomes a work of art. She likes to keep to herself, mostly to work on her art. She can be very hardworking, most school craft projects are worked on very religiously. To her friends, she is very sweet and caring. Around her you will not have to worry about ripped shirts because she will fix them, as well as almost anything else.

As for her style of fashion, Victoria twist the latest fashion with her own little ideas. Most of it is dark, and lots of accessories. She wears her own fashion pretty much, she thinks todays fashion is a little off but she tries her best to wear some of it. She likes to make some of her own clothes, and what she does buy is usually plain and she adds on to it. You can find doodling all over notebooks, and she has almost three sketchbooks. Victoria will get a idea right it on her notebook, and as soon as she can, write it in her sketch book to the full effect.

For her all over appearance, Victoria is very slim with dark features. She keeps her hair dark but shiny of course. She also comes off as a little odd, but she is probably the most normal person out of the group of people she hangs out with. Victoria wears what she wants, does her make up how she wants, and doesn’t give a dang about what others care about. She is tiny, but after years of caring lots of supplies you would be shocked out how strong she really is.

” Exscuse me, Sorry! Oh pl-” Victoria wasn’t able to utter the rest of the word before some too fast kid knocked her over, sending her paint flying. Sighing, that’s what she got for bringing her own paint to school. The teachers had allowed her to store her paint here for economic reasons, but they hadn’t allowed her a pass to freely walk the halls when no else did. The pain broke, and spattered on the floor. The glorious royal blue mixing in with the blazing yellow paint. Kids stepped through it, not even bothering no to. She set up a wall with her bag and got to work. Pushing the good paint into her bag and picking up the broken glass.

Cursing loudly, she put her hand palm up. There was a major thing of glass stuck in it. She felt eyes on her, and blood trickled down her palm. Now was not a time to wimp out. Swearing, she closed her eyes and eased the glass shard out. She got it out, and threw it into the napkin piled with glass. Grabbing another napkin from the pile she had grabbed just in case; she wrapped it around her hand. Of course it wouldn’t stay so she tore a bit of fabric from a extra shirt in her bag and tied a makeshift knot around the napkin. Being a girl scout when she was little did have its perks. Wiping up as much paint as possible, she threw the glass away. Heaving her bag up, she was careful not to shatter the rest of the paint. The Royal Blue had been her favorite. Carefully placing her bag on her shoulder, she kept her hurt hand close to her. She was extra careful to side step people hugging, and getting things out of there locker. She almost ran into a coupe kissing in the middle of the hall, and she was seriously grossed out. She didn’t like PDA. Just as she walked into her art class, the bell chimed painfully loud. She sighed and sat down. Glad to be in the only class she liked.

[JEM]

ACCEPTED!

nice job(;